She couldn't tell how many days had passed now. There was no way to tell if it was day or night. All she knew was... She missed her parents. She missed her friends and she missed her job. There was no way to get out. The doors they opened and closed once or twice a day but they barely left a cease in the flawless white door.

Ochako was depressed. She hadn't expected to spend probably a few months out of her life to be stuck with the most feared villain in Japan. Whenever she was sure he was knocked out she cried to herself. She was ok the first what could've been days but now... but she was crumbling to pieces inside her head. This wasn't what being a hero was.

She wasn't a child. That went out the window when they were attacked at the USJ. She didn't think she would spend time with the mastermind of it. She missed Izuku, Shouto and Bakugou. They had hung out so much lately before this that she was thinking of joining up with Izuku's hero agency after this year with Gunhead was over.

Now she may not even get to go.

How did things happen this way? I was on this mission trailing him for a few weeks. I had never seen Overhaul once. None of her his lackeys either.

Yea, maybe Ochako shouldn't had gone alone but she didn't want to be regarded as the 'rescue hero' anymore. She wanted to be just like her friends where they could do anything. She didn't want to be stuck doing the same thing. She didn't want to be stuck doing the same thing if something bad happened leaving her without being able to help or get help.

Now she was stuck here.

I'll never go alone again. Next time I'll take someone with me as back up just in case. If there is a next time at this point.

She could feel Shigaraki's eyes on her. She didn't really blame him either. He was defenseless and had no reason to trust her. If she had been in his shoes, she would be exactly the same way but Shigaraki wouldn't be waiting this long to kill her. She had to think about getting away. She missed her parents.

I wonder if everyone is looking for me? I wonder if anyone had noticed. I didn't even leave anything laying around to suggest I was following Shigaraki around. No one knew. I spent the better part of the last month stalking him trying to figure out where he would be at... to know his habits. No one else had gotten that close to him before... not that I know of anyways.

Ochako rolled over to her side to see the villain was laying on his back asleep again. His chest rose and fell slowly. From this angle he looked exhausted. It made her wonder how much he stayed up. She barely paid any attention to him and only worried about herself. At this point she didn't need to watch him since she would probably be stuck in that room for the next month.

She closed her eyes again.

Something had been bothering her for some time now. Ochako remembered being blind folded and feeling like they were moving. Were they on a ship or something? Once in a while she noticed a swaying motion but she had thought it was in her mind. She didn't get sea sick but it sure as hell bothered her.

If her and Shigaraki were on a ship then that meant they were no longer in Japan then. No one would know where they were were. That thought was enough to make her cry again. She could float her way back but not forever. Who knew where they were at? Is she could get free, she could escape at least.

What about him?

Ochako glanced over at the sleeping villain.

If I left him here without his quirk, then Overhaul would just murder him. I could leave him but that... that doesn't sit right with me. I can't just leave him here. I understand why they hate each other but... I should save everyone shouldn't I?

She sighed heavily.

"Something bothering you?"

Ochako jumped.

"What?"

Shigaraki looked slightly amused with a smirk on his face as he stared at her. She didn't even notice he was awake. Had he been watching her for awhile?

"Are you bothered by something? Are you ready to try and kill me yet?"

"I have no plans to do that."

"So you say. Give it some time. You'll try to murder me at some point."

Ochako rolled her eyes.

"I have no plans to do that no matter what."

"We'll see."

"Whatever."

X

X

The slot by Ochako opened up and dropped more food in. Shigaraki rolled his eyes.

He had seen this happen about fifteen times already.

Five days must've passed by.

After a few minutes, Ochako got up and walked over to the villain.

"Are you hungry?"

"Why the hell do you care?" he asked.

"Just asking."

He eyed her for a moment.

"Why the fuck not?"

"Gee, that's the spirit."

She handed him the bag.

"I hate water. I'll just take the orange juice I guess."

Ochako opened the bag and took out the water.

"Enjoy."

The two of them sat in silence while he ate. She had a couple of left over apples and snacked on one of those. She didn't want him to starve to death or anything because honestly, she was hoping they would forget about giving him those injections. When they had dumped him in here with her, they injected him with twelve different shots. The fact it hadn't wore off yet meant they were supposed to last a while.

The best way of escape would be him decaying the room they were in whether it was on a ship or in a house. If they were on a ship, it would do no good for her to try to float it because she had no idea where they were and it would be certain death for them. She had figured out the walls were metal so there was no point in trying to break them with her legs.

Ochako waited some time before getting up and stretching. She watched as the villain glanced at her with her eyebrow arched but he said nothing. The room was about fifteen feet wide and thirty feet long. She had gotten bored one day and measured the place. She was five three on a good day.

Much to Shigaraki's surprise, she started running back and forth. He watched trying to figure what she was doing. After her fifth run to the side with the toilet, it dawned on him she was exercising. She stopped and stretched before giving him a look. She walked slowly over to him and sat down with a determined look on her face.

"Can you hold my shoes?"

"What the fuck for?"

"I want to do some crunches. Can you hold my feet in place while I do it?"

Shigaraki blinked.

"You're shitting me."

"No. I have hope to get out of here and I have to make sure I stay in shape. Didn't you work out?"

"No."

"You should try it."

"I don't feel like stinking."

Ochako smiled at him.

Wow. Looking at him I wouldn't even think he worried about hygiene.

"You can wash off with the water from the back of the toilet. It's actually clean."

"You've done that already?" he asked eyeing her.

"Yea. I have too. Every two days I have to wash my hair."

"Hm."

"So, can you please?" she asked politely.

"Fine, just hurry up."

She crawled over to the center of their floor and laid down. Shigaraki sighed and crawled over to her. He sat in front of her and placed his hands on the floor first.

His quirk still didn't work.

"Damnit."

Ochako propped herself up on her elbows to stare at him.

"Are you ok?"

"Yea," he answered bitterly as he grabbed her feet.

Ochako continued with her crunches and Shigaraki silently kept count of how many she did. She ended up stopping at one hundred thirteen. She was a little sweaty and laid there on the floor for a few moments. Shigaraki wasn't a people person so this was a little strange for him. Was he supposed to stay there or was he supposed to go back to his spot?

"You want a turn?"

Shigaraki gaped at her.

"What?"

"Do I look like the type to workout?"

"You should. You have no quirk, you're going to need strength to back yourself up."

After a minute of silent debate in his head, he decided to go for it. With his cheeks light pink, he allowed Ochako to hold down his feet and he made sure not to look at her at all.

He's trying so hard to look everywhere else like he doesn't want to make eye contact. He looks embarrassed. That is hilarious.

She smiled at him as he kept going.

After thirty, he slowed down and started to struggle. Physical things like this wasn't his forte. He could do what he needed but never felt the urge to work out once. He had no problem doing things in the heat of the moment but it wasn't like they had a gym in their hideout or anything. Not even Dabi worked out.

"Are you ok?"

He laid there on the floor feeling like a wuss.

"Yea. I need a minute."

She giggled, "You guys don't work out at all? So I pretty much could out run you if I wanted."

He shot her a dirty look making her laugh.

"I had no reason to look good for a bunch of people so no, I don't work out."

"Not even for your girlfriend?"

The shock that came over the villain's face was almost comical.

"Wh-what?"

"Toga's your girlfriend right?" Ochako asked.

She was sure they weren't together but the look on his face was just hilarious. She just decided to pile on for shits and giggles.

"I mean, there aren't many female villains and you two seem close."

"What the fuck gave you that train of thought?!" he hissed out turning bright red now.

"Oh... Are you gay? Is Dabi your boyfriend?"

The shade of color appearing in Shigaraki's face looked extremely unhealthy. It was almost like looking at Deku while they were in school.

"Is that no?"

"NO!" he bellowed looking pissed off.

He jumped up.

"What the fuck?!"

She shrugged nonchalantly trying to show it wasn't a big deal but he was so flustered she wanted to cackle like a witch.

"Oh... I'm sorry. I shouldn't assume."

He got up staring her down with this crazy look on his face. Ochako was fully prepared to fight him off if he got pissed enough but he turned around and took his spot facing the wall.

Well, at least this will be fun for a while.

Shigaraki glanced over his shoulder with a little color still in his face. She smiled and waved at him, pissing Shigaraki off more and he gave her the finger.

Guest: I plan to finish it so no worries on that part!