The white walls opened at the far end making Shigaraki jump up. He had never thought he would see that room open up. Ochako had managed to sleep through it and he had no idea how.

"Shigaraki... I'm surprised you're still alive."

Overhaul walked in looking like he was never hurt. He looked the way he did before Tomura destroyed his limbs. It made him uncomfortable. The masked villain looked over at the sleeping pro hero.

"I see she doesn't even think you're a threat."

Shigaraki growled at him.

"It's time for your injection."

Fuck this.

"Ochako."

She didn't move.

"URAVITY!"

The brunette woman jumped up stumbling around.

"What?!"

"Why is he still alive?" Overhaul asked looking a little annoyed.

"To be fair she did try to choke me out with her thighs."

Overhaul looked at the pro hero.

"You tried? Really?"

"Y-yea."

"I'm glad to hear."

He held out a gloved hand to her. She swallowed hard, glancing at Tomura quickly but took his hand.

"I think you need a real shower my dear. What do you think?" he asked, brushing her hair behind her ear.

Shigaraki suddenly felt himself become slightly angry.

Why is he touching her like that?!

"I would like that."

The villain slipped an arm around her, pulling her close.

"I think I can arrange that."

"You think he can have one too? I think he's getting stinky and I don't want to smell that."

Shigaraki arched an eyebrow.

Is she trying to sucker him into being nice to me?

"Of course, dear. Follow me this way. I'll have them scrub this room too. I've been too busy to visit so I apologize for leaving you with this monster for so long."

Ochako gave him a weird look.

"I can handle myself, thank you."

"Make sure you take care of him. It's enough he's disgracing the planet with his life and disgusting quirk."

Ochako glanced at Overhaul like his own quirk wasn't disgusting enough with the way he used it on that little girl.

She was glad to be away from the Yakuza boss. She had no idea why he was so... so nice to her but it was freaking her out. Clothes were brought to her by an unknown female who smiled to her in a weird way. The pro hero stepped into the shower and sighed loudly at how good it felt under the hot water. It felt like it had been years since she had a hot shower.

This feels so good.

She washed her hair three times only because she knew she wouldn't really be able too later. She did the same thing with her body too.

I hope Shigaraki is ok. He didn't look too thrilled but I know he probably needed a shower too.

Once she was finished, she dried off and got dressed in the plain black shirt and black yoga pants. Ochako was just glad the material was stretchy since she had wide hips and muscular legs. She walked out of the big bathroom and out to a giant room. Shigaraki was sitting there with two of Overhaul's minions by his sides. He looked cleaner and rather annoyed.

"I see the lady finished her shower."

Ochako watched the man as he walked into the room.

"Hello," she said greeting him.

"Very polite, I like that."

Shigaraki glared at Overhaul.

What the fuck is his aim here?

"I have a request."

"Alright. What is it?" Ochako asked.

She did her best not to look at Tomura. She felt guilty for being a little cold but she didn't want Overhaul know she cared a little about him. She liked him... a lot. Shigaraki was an interesting person and they shared a lot of personal feelings. Now, she knew what he had meant when he didn't think he was coming out alive.

The way Overhaul was with her... made her feel he would want to keep her as long as he wanted her there. Unless he was being nice because he had another motive with wanting her to do something.

"I want you to fight Shigaraki. I mean he is quirkless after all."

Her brown eyes landed on him.

"Can you handle him?"

"Perhaps. You realize my quirk isn't offense in any way?"

"Ah yes but I have seen the videos of your fights. Most of the world has some terrible, disgusting quirks but yours doesn't offend me though. I suppose because gravity exists in the world already. A beautiful woman gifted with a quirk that fits the world around her."

Wow, he has got to be kidding me, she thought.

"Just a hand to hand fight."

Overhaul reached up and stroked her cheek. In a way it was almost repulsive other than creepy. She stole a quick look at Tomura who was grinding his teeth angrily.

"I can do that."

"Would you like a copy of your hero costume?" the villain asked rubbing her shoulders.

He didn't see her grimace but Shigaraki did.

She's tolerating this, he thought.

"When can we start?" Ochako asked with an eager look on her face.

"Right now."

Overhaul slipped a hand down by her ass and grabbed a handful making her jump. Shigaraki nearly jumped from his seat but he was restrained. He was a killer not a fucking pervert where it wasn't wanted.

I'll fucking decay his fucking arms again!

They entered a giant room that looked like it had seen better days. It certainly looked like a battleground. Ochako looked around wondering why it was here in the first place but she wasn't going to ask. It would be more like she was afraid of the answer. Shigaraki was thrown in front of her. He was dressed in all black too but he still didn't have any shoes. She kicked hers off.

Just because his quirk is suppressed doesn't mean it can't leak out. You have to fight avoiding his hands at all costs. Or finish this quickly.

"Go."

Ochako ran at him making Shigaraki jump in surprise. The only thing heard was the slapping of Ochako's feet against the ground. She dropped down sliding between his legs. She cringed already feeling bad as she did it but punched his thigh as hard as she physically could before he went down yelling angrily. He laid on his back holding his thigh.

"Wow, that was quick and impressive."

Ochako reached down and pulled on his wrist, bringing him to his feet.

I... I didn't think I could hit that hard... Maybe I'm just nervous?

Overhaul pulled the villain from her hands, throwing him back on the ground.

"Don't feel pity for him. Now I know he was just all quirk and no talk."

Ochako put her socks and shoes back on. She watched as her white room companion struggled to get up and he had a limp.

I am so horrible. Oh my god that was so terrible.

She struggled internally watching him walk away. She felt like she had betrayed him some how.

"I think that was great. You finished quickly. Avoiding the hands."

"Thanks. I learned a lot in the last year."

"Well, my dear Uravity. I must return you back to the white room. I need a babysitter for this filth. I hope you don't mind."

"Of course not."

Not like you're gonna give me much a choice. Dick.

"Escort them back."

The two minions threw Shigaraki into the room and allowed Ochako to walk in. They slammed the doors shut and the two of them heard the locks. Ochako counted in her head at least ten. Shigaraki dropped down to his spot with his hand on his leg. She walked over to him, kneeling down in front of him.

"I'm so sorry."

"It's ok. I didn't want to fight you anyways."

"Take your pants off."

Tomura stared at her.

"I want to see if you're ok."

"It's probably fucking bruised. I'll be fine."

"Please?"

"Ugh," he groaned looking away from her.

She smiled as he wiggled out of his pants, pulling them down to his knees.

"Oh god... it is bruised. I am so sorry."

She could see where her knuckles made a few marks that were a darker purple than the rest.

"Are you ok?" Tomura asked looking at her.

"Of course, I got a hot shower."

He grabbed her wrist making her look at him. His red eyes looked angry. In a way, it made her afraid but her heart skipped a beat at his roughness.

"You know what I mean. What he did was sure as fuck not ok."

Ochako nodded.

"I know... He tried to kiss me when I was tied up and he grabbed my thighs."

She shuddered.

"You wanna crush his fucking balls when this is over because if not, I'll decay them," he growled angrily.

She started laughing. Tomura let her go and pulled his pants back up.

"Thank you," Ochako whispered as she hugged him tight.

This time, he hugged her back. Maybe it was because he needed it or maybe because she did it to feel better. To feel safe.

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Shigaraki woke up some time later with Ochako using his lap as a pillow. They had spent a few hours talking until they both fell asleep. He was surprised by how casual they had become. She was so comfortable around him and yet... it bothered him slightly. He wasn't this close with anyone. He never indulged himself on physical affection and here she was giving it out to him.

He didn't want it ever.

But...

It was nice coming from her. The feelings he started getting from it made him feel weird.

Ochako Uraraka was a sweet young woman. She was truly the kind of person who deserved anything like she wanted for her parents. Her eyes were gentle and soft. They made him relax. He had feared her a few times when she swung giant objects at him but she wasn't one to be afraid of. She never struck fear into any villains he knew of.

She had the determination to become powerful though.

That was the only scary part.

Overhaul had let her keep her quirk because it wasn't offensive. Unless he had planned on her using against Shigaraki to kill him. She could use it on him and slam him down into the ground. Turn him into a bloody mess to bleed out and die. He hadn't really thought about how she could kill him until he saw her sleeping face. She looked so peaceful

Beautiful.

He felt his face heat up.

His red eyes roamed her sleeping form. She wasn't like most women. She wasn't stick thin and 'perfect' looking in that sense. Her chest had to be no bigger than a C cup. She had wide hips and shaped legs like she worked out a lot. Even her arms were toned and she looked like she had a tan to her skin. He was even curious to know if she had abs.

No wonder she hurt me good.

Tomura brushed her hair from her forehead. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked up at him with a sleepy look on her face. She smiled and reached up, stroking his cheek. Suddenly, his heart was pounding in his chest. She sat up and turned around. He had spread his legs out a little so she could get closer to him laying on his chest.

What if I kiss her?