Tomura barely jumped when the doors opened up to the white room. He hadn't ate in days it seemed like and he was hoping someone would kill him already. He was tired of it already and he had accepted he would never see Ochako again. Overhaul probably did stuff to her and he wouldn't be able to save her being quirkless.

He looked up to see something he had thought he wouldn't see.

Overhaul was covered in blood, cuts and bruises. He threw in a knocked out Ochako. She was looked a little better than him but she was beat up too. The villain was so pissed as he slammed each one of the large door shut and did all ten of the locks. Tomura noticed she hadn't moved since she was thrown onto the floor. He crawled over to her carefully.

He placed a finger under her nose and she was still breathing. Shigaraki almost wanted to cry- he was so glad she was ok. He tried standing up to drag her further into the room but he wasn't strong enough for it. He got up and staggered to the toilet where they had her sports bra. They had used it plenty of times to clean up cuts they had gotten from training together.

He did his best to clean up her face, arms and hands. Her feet looked alright but she looked like she went through a lot while he was trapped in there. Tomura wondered what she had done to fuck Overhaul up so badly. She had never displayed any physical prowess in their fights before. Unless she was desperate enough and tried to end it.

He managed to make it to the pillow and blanket, dragging it over to her. Tomura finally felt like he could finish this small task before passing out. He got her head up and slipped the pillow underneath then covered them both up. He just had to hope she would wake up. Just because she looked better than Overhaul didn't mean he didn't do something to her internally.

X

X

Ochako's eyes fluttered open and the first thing she saw was Tomura's face. It looked pale and ghostly like. She jumped up thinking he was dead. She felt for a pulse, sighing in relief because he was still alive. She unrolled her legging down and food had dropped out of her pants. She had did the best she could with what wouldn't look noticeable to bring him.

Just as she had suspected- they didn't feed him.

Click!

Ochako looked over to see the slot open up and food drop in like it normally did. Her stomach was growling making her wonder how long she was knocked out for. There wasn't a mirror around for her to see what kind of damage Overhaul had done to her. She really had a knack for pissing him off.

I wonder if the drugs are stressing out his body and making him sicker.

"Tomura."

He didn't move.

"Tomura!"

His eyelids moved a little but he looked like he was too weak to open them.

"Tomura please!"

One eye opened up slowly. He stared at her for a second.

"Ochako..."

"I brought you food and they just gave us more."

"I... I was worried about you," he whispered as he touched her cheek with two fingers.

His hand dropped back down.

"It's gonna be ok! I promise!"

He gave her a weak smile.

"I have some applesauce for you."

"Oh?"

"Let's try that and get you back up to speed."

"I'm fine..."

"No you're not!" she whispered.

She grabbed the applesauce pouch and unscrewed it until it popped.

"Open your mouth ok? I'm going to give you a little bit at a time. You have to get better."

Ochako silently cursed herself. This was all her fault. Even if he did decay some of his people, it was still her fault.

It seemed like forever but Shigaraki ate the entire pouch of applesauce. He still seemed tired but at least he ate. Ochako laid him down and placed his head on her pillow and covered them both up. For some reason she hadn't felt right since Overhaul used his horrible quirk on her. She had no idea how a little girl could go through all that.

The feeling was so horrid she wanted to die. Throw herself in the arctic waters or into a freezer. The fire she felt was too much for her and she was glad she passed out. It was something she never wanted to experience again in her life. How was she going to face him again knowing what he could do to her?

She shuddered.

We need to get out of here now. I can't live through another round of that.

Her eyes started to water up.

I wish someone could save us. I wish someone could save me. I just want to be away from Overhaul.

She cried softly.

X

X

"Where am I?"

Tomura looked around. It looked like he was still in the white room.

"Who's there? Mom?" he called out.

"Tenko."

He watched as she came through the white wall. She glanced at him for only a moment before pointing at something slowly. His red eyes followed her hand when he saw Ochako laying there completely naked. She was curled up in a ball and shaking.

"What's wrong with her?" he asked.

His mother said nothing.

"Mom- why is she shaking like that?"

"You need to stay away from her."

Tomura's eyes widened.

"I can't- I love her."

Her eyes looked dark and dead.

"Tenko... she's not right. She's wrong."

"What do you mean by wrong?" he asked, stepping away from her.

"You can't see it. I can see it. You should see it though. Why can't you see it?"

He blinked unable to understand what she was saying.

"She's up."

His mom took a step back.

"She's coming for you."

Tomura's eyes looked up in time to see Ochako turn, still naked. She faced him, hiding her eyes. The horror of what she looked like was what got him. Her arms were covered in bruises and dried blood. Her left foot looked bruised up and her stomach was cut up and bruised darkly.

"Ochako what happened to you?" Tomura asked stepping closer to her.

He reached out towards her but she seemed further away. Her flickered in and out like she was a hologram of some sort.

"OCHAKO!"

She looked up as blood started to pour from her eyes. She tried reaching out for him. She looked like she was crying blood. He ran to her quickly, panic filling his entire being. He grabbed her hand and she decayed to nothing in front of his face.

X

Tomura sat up quickly covered in a cold sweat. He looked down to realize Ochako was sleeping. She looked so peaceful laying there. He reached out to touch her forehead but he stopped himself. After seeing her decay in his dream, he was afraid to touch her.

Get a fucking grip, he told himself.

He rubbed his face roughly and sighed. He didn't feel a lot better than he had. His stomach hurt from being hungry. He looked around to her side of the room when he noticed there was three bags piled up.

How long was I out for?

He ran a hand through his hair when his other hand brushed against Ochako's skin. She felt warm but not sickly warm like a fever.

That's good. Weird fucking dream.

It was a surprised neither one of them got sick from the lack of nutrition or anything else. Both of them were a lot stronger than they looked. That was something to be proud of. He slipped out from under the blanket and crept over to the food bags. He grabbed two and started eating without thinking. He then noticed an extra pile near Ochako's head.

That doesn't look like the stuff he normally gives her. Did she sneak it in?

He didn't want to touch it. He wasn't the type to take without asking. Even in the League in their hideout, Tomura would actually ask for something if it wasn't his. Kurogiri managed to teach him respect for others things... well, only in their hideout anyways. He wanted to ask her but she looked so peaceful and he didn't want to disturb that.

At some point, he laid back down by her and had closed his eyes. Tomura just wanted to be close to her. If anyone would ask about how he felt being away from her for what seemed like weeks, he wouldn't answer them. He was terrified without her. He missed her so much. Goddamn did he miss her. The way she smiled, the way she puffed out her cheeks when she was annoyed...

The way she moaned his name.

Goddamn it. What has she done to me?

Look at me... I'm a love sick puppy.

His thoughts shut off for a moment.

No, a man in love. I can't fucking believe someone like her wants someone like me.

Guilt started to eat at him.

Ochako deserved more. She didn't deserve to be with someone who couldn't be her everyday. She deserved so much more than he could ever give her. She needed a real fucking man... not a villain who was blindly led by someone who he thought had cared about him... and that stung so much it physically hurt his heart.

He rubbed his face to the point it hurt. He didn't want to cry. He didn't want too.

I'm fucking terrible. I really am.

"Tomura?"

He moved his hands to see the sleepy smile on her face and his heart soared. He sucked in a sharp breath looking at her.

"Y-yes?"

"I missed you so much."

The villain touched the floor and nothing happened- he had to be sure after that dream. He slipped his arms around her and hugged her. She clung to his thin body like her life depended on it.

"I can't believe I was gone for three days... Probably longer I don't know."

"You were gone that long?" Tomura asked.

Three fucking days and it felt like eternity.

"What are we going to do?" Ochako whispered.

"About what?" he asked, breathing in the faint scent of her hair.

"We need to leave here and get home."

It felt like All Might dropped a semi truck on him. He pulled himself away and got up. He struggled a little as he walked away from the pro hero. He felt so many things all at once and he wasn't used to feeling something other than anger.

"Tomura? What's wrong?" Ochako asked.

"How... how can you say that?" he hissed.

Anger slammed into him so quickly, he had no time to consider the things he was about to say.

"Say what? What did I say was wrong?" she asked looking alarmed.

"Once- once I leave here I'll never see you again!" he shouted, making her flinch, "I will never fucking see you again! You think they're just gonna forget all the shit I did on the outside?! You'll be stripped from me so quick-"

He took a deep breath. Ochako stood up now.

"We can't stay in here forever! I want to be with you- but out there!" she tried to reason.

"HOW?! HOW?!" he bellowed, the walls almost shook from his voice.

Ochako's chocolate eyes started to water up.

"We'll think- think of s-something, o-ok?"

"Like what?! Your friends would hunt me down and kill me probably once they hear everything! Did you forget who I'm under? Who I'm against?!" Tomura shouted more.

"I never wanted to hurt you-

"I do hurt!" he screeched, "I hurt because I finally care for someone! I care for someone who deserves someone so much fucking better than murdering piece of shit like myself! I hate myself more than I ever thought I could! You'll never be happy with me because I can't do all the things you want to do with me!"

"I do want to be with you-

"WHY?!" Tomura yelled as his ruby eyes filled with anger and terrified tears.

"BECAUSE YOU KNOW ME BETTER THAN ANYONE ELSE!" Ochako shouted.

"Wh-what?"

He was now baffled.

"I never told anyone how inferior I felt! I always laughed it off! But with you I can tell you anything!"

Tears streamed down her face.

"I wanted this for so long with someone who would get it- You get it! You pushed me- treated me like an equal! Not someone you had to tip toe around! I'm not glass!" she screamed.

Silence. The silence was deafening. It seemed like they stood there forever.

"The only time I didn't think about you... was when I was screaming in agony," she whispered softly with her voice breaking up, "When I charged at Overhaul... All I thought was getting us out... I came so close to killing him before he used his quirk on me."

Shigaraki felt his stomach drop and his heart stop painfully.

"He did what?" he hissed, his voice filled with malice.

"H-he used his quirk on me."

She looked at the floor.

"I forgot about his hands and I let my guard down-

The villain rushed up to her, making Ochako jump.

"I'm sor-

"How fucking dare he touch what's mine."

Ochako's eyes widened in shock.

"What else did he do to you?" Tomura asked calmly, scaring her more.

"He..."

She dropped her eyes.

"He what?"

She swallowed hard.

"He... he made me shower in front of him. Tried to have me dress up pretty for him... I... you stopped that... in the shower room."

Shigaraki's blood boiled with rage so intense Ochako could feel it coming off of him.

"When we get out- some way somehow I will fucking kill him so slowly that he'll beg me for his fucking death."

The two of them stood in the middle of the white room. Tension was thick in the air but neither one of them spoke for the longest time.

"I... I love you."

Ochako looked up at him.

"You... you do?" she stuttered.

He nodded firmly, swallowing hard. Tomura dropped to his knees and hugged her waist. He cried into her shirt, leaving her shocked. Ochako hugged his head to her body and looked at the ceiling.

Maybe this was rather toxic considering how everything had gone... They were only feeling these things because they were forced into a room with no way out and used each to cope with the bullshit that was their life now. Ochako spilled her darkest secrets and he shared his. She didn't feel inferior to Tomura at all. She had once or twice in battle but no longer so.

She didn't even feel inferior to Overhaul. She almost took him out with her bare hands.

Ochako looked at the top of his head, as tears streamed down her face. She always wanted a strong man in her life. The kind that would deal with her bullshit. The one who was just as strong willed as her and just as soft. None of the three main men in her life had both. Izuku was too soft- too willing to please. Shouto was emotionally destroyed and Katsuki was strong willed but not the softness Izuku had.

Tomura Shigaraki was the man who had it with the only flaw he was villain. Was... was she willing to deal with that?

"I love you too."

Tomura looked up at her with his red eyes wide with amazement.

"What? Are you serious?" he asked with his voice filled with disbelief.

"I am. No matter what happens now or later- we will get through it."

She knelt down and took his hand in hers.

"I love you. We are getting out of here alive."