I apologize now for the long wait... it seems long to me anyways. Work has gotten more hectic lately with people freaking out a lot more. Which I understand why and some of us in my area are pushing 40+ hours and I am beat! I was off yesterday but that didn't happen and I was too tired to pick up my laptop so I'm giving you this update today! I hope you all are doing ok and staying safe. The masks suck but we'll all get through this!

Enjoy!

Neither one of them was sure about how many days had passed since they discovered the ceiling was their only way out. It almost seemed like they were there forever before figuring it out but on the other hand it didn't- it was hard to explain why it felt like that. The two of them flirted endlessly, joking around with Ochako being the savage she was and Tomura being an ass.

It seemed so wrong to want to be there a while longer.

Even with all their joking, Ochako could see it on his face. He was worried. There was so much to be worried about considering who they both were. A hero. A villain. It was almost laughable but then it wasn't. She genuinely cared about him. He wasn't the psycho he had painted himself to be. Instead, he was cunning, thoughtful, nice and very comforting.

He never made a move after that day they started kissing. It seemed like he was afraid to cross the line. It made her feel some kind of way for him.

Ochako turned pink at the thought. She knew she wouldn't have said no to him that day. She would've let him strip her naked and do what he pleased to her until she floated him to the ceiling. She was glad she didn't and hated herself because she did. There was just something about him that dragged her closer to him.

Maybe because it was taboo.

Who the hell in their right mind would be ok if Shigaraki and her hooked up causally? Or even dated? What would they do- see each other on the battlefield and then meet at night? What a fucking ridiculous idea. Now she was pissing herself off because she wanted what she couldn't have on the outside.

This white room was the only place she could have all the forbidden feelings, touches and talks with him. The only place they were safe with each other.

It's too soon to think anything like that. To even think like that.

Ochako watched Tomura's chest and fall. She didn't really expect him to stay stuck to her side like glue. He was really comforting when she needed it. He held her like a concerned boyfriend. The very thought made her heart flutter. When she thought of Izuku when they were at UA, this kind of feeling never showed up... so was it an admiration kind of crush for Izuku and first love for Tomura?

Love is a strong word Ochako. Snap out of it.

She hugged her knees to her chest. She needed someone to talk too... Like she could anyways... Katsuki would be a very, very bad idea. He would just hurt Tomura down and try to kill him while screaming 'DIE' at the top of his lungs. Izuku would be... understanding but skittish about his thoughts for it considering who Tomura was... the logical choice would be Shouto well because... he was logical?

She needed someone to talk it through with. Not someone who say everything right to make her happy or someone who would completely reject the idea.

Why couldn't I just have my phone with me?

"You're thinking awfully hard."

Ochako jumped at the sound of his voice.

"Huh?"

He grinned at her, laying on his side. His head was propped up his hand on his cheek. The way Tomura looked at her made her heart pound. That cheeky smile- it made her want to kiss him.

"What are you so distracted by?" he asked.

"I was thinking."

"About what?"

"How to get out of here."

He arched an eyebrow at her that practically screamed LIAR.

"So, what brilliant plan have you come up with?" Tomura asked.

He got up on his hands and knees, crawling to her. The closer he got, the redder her face got.

"Are you sick? You're all red," he teased touching her face.

"I-I-

"Do... Do I make you nervous or was it the stuff that happened the other day mess you up?"

BOTH- IT'S FUCKING BOTH

"No, no... I just I was thinking... I just can't... He has his quirk again and you don't have one."

His expression softened some.

"I also can't fight hand to hand," he said softly looking into her big brown eyes.

"You think I can?"

"I think so considering that's what Gunhead is known for, right?"

"Y-yea."

"I think the best choice is you fighting him. I wish I knew when my quirk would come back. It would help a lot."

Tomura leaned in closer to kiss her when the slot beside of her opened, dropped food and slammed shut. Ochako nearly jumped out of her skin.

"Goddamn," he hissed.

"What you suggest?" she asked.

The villain hummed for a moment.

"What if you fought me? Just avoid my hands. Pretend they would decay you."

She blinked.

"Do... are you sure you want to do that?"

He rolled his eyes, "My thigh is fine and bruise is almost gone. Honestly, I don't think he would do anything to you."

The color drained from her face. Tomura noticed this quickly, reaching up and placing his hands on her cheeks.

"Look at me Ochako."

She looked up at him with watery eyes.

"When we get out of here, you don't have to ask me but I'll decay his fucking arms off again and kill him for sure this time."

"N-no that's ok... I'm fine-

"It's not fine though."

She stared at him. Tomura's expression changed.

"Yea, him and I are villains but at some point how far is too far? I would never lay my hands on someone like that. taking a life isn't as bad as taking someone's innocence and watch them destroy themselves. That is real evil. I haven't even killed a child. He's crossed too many lines."

"Villains with a code?"

"Think of me as a person who wants a world for people where they have more freedom."

"Is that true or a pretty way of saying it?" Ochako asked.

Silence fell between them. They were still enemies and she knew that. He saw it all over her face.

"Probably both."

"Is it truly what you want?" Ochako asked softly.

Tomura opened his mouth but no words came out.

"Destroying the world, would that satisfy the anger you have or you just never had the time to think for yourself?"

"Hm..."

The whole time he had been in there, he hadn't really thought about the League that much. He only did when he revealed the secret that tied him to All Might and Izuku Midoriya. In reality, he hated how close he was to them. He hated how similar he was to that freckled brat that it made him almost sick. It angered him.

"The how world is already against me."

Ochako bit her lip. The pain in his ruby colored eyes hurt her.

"I'm sorry. If I would have been there, I would've saved you."

Tomura snorted.

"What?"

"Such a hero thing to say."

"But it's not a lie."

He covered his eyes. He didn't like how he was feeling with the words she said.

"Are you trying to convince to be a hero?" he asked, anger in his words.

"No."

Silence again.

"What are you trying to do then?" he asked looking upset.

"With everything you told me, Izuku could've been you."

Tomura looked baffled.

"He... could've easily turned the other way but he had someone to inspire him. I don't blame you one bit. You are who you are because your sensei saved you. I could see myself turning out the same way if I were in your shoes."

"Oh yea?"

Ochako nodded.

"But there's a difference now. You have a choice and no one can stop you. That's why I went after you. I wanted to change what people thought of me. I was just some rescue hero that people barely gave a second glance at. I'm seen as weak- not even a challenge. That's why I became friends with Katsuki Bakugou in the first place. I wasn't some weak woman to him... instead, I was the bitch that wouldn't go down."

The villain grinned.

"When I get out of here, I want villains to tremble when they hear my name. I want to be like Eraserhead. I want to be like Deku. I want to be someone who has power in just her name alone. I won't settle for anything less!"

"Goddamn, that is the hottest thing I have heard."

Ochako's face turned bright pink.

"Determination. That's what runs the world."

He leaned in, pressing his lips against hers... probably a little harder than he should have.

"Let's get started. I want to be able to see you do it one day. I want to see you as the strongest hero I've ever seen."

A wicked grin spread across her face.

"I love a challenge."

Soon, they stood in the middle of the room staring at each other. She cracked her fingers watching Tomura's expressionless face. It was a lot different than when they met on the battlefield. He didn't have a crazy look in his eyes- he watched her like he was wary of any movement she may make. It was making her a little anxious.

"You are to avoid my hands at all costs. I want to see what you'll try to do first."

Ochako nodded.

"Come at me."

She charged in at him. She dropped and tried kicking his feet from under him but he grabbed the top of her head.

"You're dead," he said, shoving her back making her land on her ass.

She gave him a dirty look.

"Try again."

Ochako got up and charged at him again. He reached out quickly, she smacked his hand away but he was too quick. He grabbed her arm and twirled her around.

"You're dead."

Ochako attempted another seven times with the same result. She never made it to a second shot at all. She was getting frustrated like she wanted to cry but she wasn't willing to admit defeat. She at him again but he grabbed her ankle this time and she landed on her ass. She ended up flopping backwards, staring at the white ceiling.

"You're not thinking as you're coming at me."

"How do you know that?" she asked bitterly.

"Stand up. You're not a child, don't pout like that."

"Fine."

Ochako stood up before him.

"Hold up your arms like you're going to attack."

She did as he asked. Tomura moved almost making her flinch as he threw his hands out slamming into her forearms, making her arms fly out to the sides and pretended to punch her in one fluid motion.

"I deflected your hands, correct?"

She nodded, blinking quickly.

"Try again."

Ochako and the villain got back in position. Of course he would be able to think of that idea... his hands were destructive and had fought many times to know what moves got to him. She took in a deep breath and tried again but he slapped her arms away.

"No!" he barked.

She jumped slightly.

"You need to think! You need to move fast, put me on my ass and out of commission. You want to be a great hero- then act like it."

Ochako glared at him.

"Come at me fast. Just like you did before. No stopping to think. Think as you move. No hesitation."

She nodded but she still had a pissy look on her face.

"You know already how people fight. Look at you- any enemy that sees you knows you have to touch them. When they fight you they'll avoid your hands at all cost. Even you manage to slap Overhaul with your quirk, he'll still get you with the way you're moving. Once you deflect my arms, the pace of the fight is yours."

She gave a quick nod.

"Come at me again."

Ochako charged at him again. Just as he went out to touch her, she did as he had done to her then threw her knee into his stomach lightly. He gave a nod and she came at him again. This time, she grabbed his wrists and flung him through the air behind her sending him several feet back. Tomura was going to keep fighting with her to get it going but he stopped once he realized she was looking at her hands.

"Did my quirk come back? Are you hurt?" he asked looking frantic for a moment.

"No..."

"Then what's wrong?"

She stared at him weirdly.

"I feel... oddly stronger? I have never been able to throw anyone without activating my quirk first..."

Tomura looked at her hands but they appeared normal.

"Perhaps your quirk doesn't need the activation they used to need. Maybe your body has evolved?"

"Maybe."

"Extreme stress will do that as the body acts to save itself."

She gave him a small smile.

"I have been stressed."

"I have to agree."

This is different though...

"I didn't feel weightless but I wasn't really thinking about it either," the villain said scratching his head.

"Can we keep trying?"

He gave her a quick nod.

"Sounds good to me."