The number of stairs that you had to climb to reach Lord Yagi's chambers was more than you had ever climbed in your entire life. You lost count of how many flights you took, but your freshly cleaned body once again felt sticky with sweat and your legs felt like they would give out on you at any moment. You were so tired, but you barely had time to get dressed in clean clothing before Bakugou was trying to pull you away to meet the Lord of this castle. You hadn't expected to get any rest first, but you so wished for it, especially by the time you reached the level of the castle that was your destination.

"You do not speak unless you are spoken to," Bakugou growled at you, looking you over as if to judge your appearance. "You will answer every question with truth. More than that, you will not gawk at the physical state of my Lord, or I will have you punished. Understand?"

Although you were confused at what he meant, you nodded, nervously fiddling with the sleeve of your fresh kimono. With that, Bakugou gestured for the guard to open the door, which he did without another moment's hesitation. You followed Bakugou inside, and though you tried to keep your head down, you couldn't help but look around at the exquisite decor and architecture. It was so beautiful that you barely heard the slightly weary and gentle voice speaking with Bakugou, though your attention was finally pulled to them with Bakugou's harsh response.

"I'm here to address our Lord, not you, Deku!"

"Kacchan, please-" A man that was obviously level with Bakugou in status held up his hands in defense, though his expression was stern on his freckled face. With wild green hair, he hardly seemed like the warrior type, especially with how timidly he talked. "- You know that you have to go through me first. No matter what you think, I am the Chief now-"

"I don't care. You hold no say in what I've come to talk about, so talking to you is pointless!"

"I think talking to me about this prisoner isn't pointless-"

"I said let me through-!"

"That's enough!"

A deep but weak voice boomed through the room, making you flinch and cower down into yourself a bit. Both men were silenced as well, quickly turning their heads to look further into the room. You hadn't even noticed the frail-looking man that sat at a large throne-like seat, his clothing nearly swallowing him. Now that you gazed upon the sunken-in eyes and hollow cheeks, you understood what Bakugou had meant about Lord Yagi's physical appearance. He was a mess of a man, seemingly on the verge of death at any moment. His yellow hair was unkempt, but you assumed that was just from lack of health and not from personal preference. Still, it was made clear to you that both younger men respected him greatly, as they followed his command for silence without even a huff of annoyance.

"Young Bakugou, what is it that you wanted to discuss with me?" The harsh authority in Lord Yagi's voice was no longer present, and he instead sounded like a kind and gentle man. Giving this 'Deku' one last glare, Bakugou approached the end of the stairs that led up to the throne, instantly getting down onto both knees to bow deeply to the floor.

"My Lord, I have brought this woman to present to you. I believe she could be of great benefit to us."

"How so?" Lord Yagi's gaze moved to you, instantly making your stomach bubble nervously. Quickly as to not make eye contact that could be considered disrespectful, you kept your head bowed and awaited instruction. "She seems like an ordinary woman to me. What is so special about her?"

Bakugou rose to his feet, giving a sharp motion with his hand for you to approach. Timidly, you came up to stand beside him, keeping your eyes locked on the brilliant red cloth beneath your feet that covered the cold wooden floor. "We found her during our return, out by Shōshitsu Shrine." You were surprised to hear Bakugou call it by the name you knew it in the modern world, and you assumed it had been known for its oddities for centuries. "I believe that she has special abilities that could help us."

"Abilities? Young Bakugou," Lord Yagi's voice seemed weary, as if he were unsure of what to do with this prospect. "Such things are dangerous."

"It's nothing physical. She can accurately predict the future. I saw it happen, as did everyone in my party."

Silence fell over the room, and you couldn't help but bite down on the inside of your cheek. It sounded absolutely ridiculous, but that must have been how he saw what you had done. Technically, it was true. You knew what was going to happen, for the most part, and could give your input to the best of your ability. The whole thing still just seemed like a mess, and the sigh that escaped Lord Yagi's lips only confirmed to you that he thought the same.

The sickly man shifted a bit in his seat, though you still didn't have the confidence to look up at him. "And how did she do this?"

"She told us that there would be an ambush at Silver River, and there was. She also predicted our victory."

"Young Bakugou, for someone so intelligent, it seems odd to me that you would fall for such a farce."

"Huh?" Bakugou's voice wavered a bit in confusion, and you could physically feel his confidence dwindling. "I don't understand."

"It's obvious that she already knew it was going to happen because she knew about it. That's the only logical explanation." Lord Yagi stood, prompting you to glance up for just a moment to see him make his way down the stairs. You were surprised to see that he moved with a decent amount of ease, though that didn't stop you from being anxious about his approach. "And she only guessed that you would win. It was just a way to keep herself inconspicuous."

Bakugou gave a small cough to clear his throat. "It didn't seem like that to any of us on the road, My Lord. She is constantly talking about odd things, and she was dressed in these.. rags that I had never seen before. Myself and the others who were with me all believe she has powers of some sort."

"It's impossible for me to believe that without seeing proof of it myself." Coming to a stop in front of you, Lord Yagi finally addressed you directly. "What is your name, miss?"

"U-Uhm… it's [F/n] [L/n], Lord Yagi." You bowed deeply at the waist, trying to control the trembling of your body. With a gesture of his hand, you stood back up straight, though you didn't look up at him just yet. "It's an honor to be in your presence."

"How polite. You don't seem… dangerous or threatening in any way. It truly is a surprise that you have been able to trick my General."

"I assure you, I haven't tricked anyone. I… I am no spy or enemy."

"I'll have to beg your forgiveness on the fact that I cannot believe you. Many women these days know how to act innocent and foolish when they have ulterior motives." Lord Yagi turned his attention back to Bakugou, who was waiting silently to be spoken to. "Young Bakugou, this isn't safe. I cannot trust her without proof."

"But My Lord, I've seen it-"

"And you, along with Young Midoriya, are someone I trust beyond all others. But this is dangerous. She could be in league with the enemy."

"I do not think so, I truly think we could use her!"

"Fine." Lord Yagi sighed, obviously too exhausted to spend too much energy on such an argument. "If you wish for her to be here, then she will be under your charge until she can be trusted. I will allow that. But… I find this whole situation to be in very poor taste, Young Bakugou. A very unwise decision…" With that, he began walking towards the green-haired man, whom you assumed to be the person he called Midoriya. "We have to look over some charts now. I expect a report of your battle within the week. For now, I leave you to deal with your prisoner."

As Lord Yagi and Midoriya vanished through a sliding door into a different room, you were left alone with Bakugou. His stiffness and silence worried you, so finding your strength, you turned your gaze up to look at him. A chill ran down your spine at the intensity of his glare that was locked onto you, the fire that normally adorned his gaze now turned to ice. You knew why. He had just humiliated himself, all because of you and your 'powers'. He had wanted so badly to be looked upon by his Lord with respect and praise, but he got the opposite.

"You made me look a fool."

"M-me?" You brought a hand up to your chest, glowering up at him. "How did I do that? I was barely even talked to, how is it my fault?"

"Shut up, you Demon wench."

"I am not a demon! You don't think that humiliated me, too? I don't deserve to be treated like I'm some- some damn filthy prisoner! You trusted me enough to keep me unbound, even in front of your Lord, so what's your deal?!" Your exhaustion had your patience dwindled to nothing, and the fact that he was blaming his failure on you had you at wit's end. There was nothing you had done that warranted being treated like the enemy or with suspicion, and after all this time, you had expected more trust. "If you don't want me, then give me a horse, and I'll go try to find my way home!"

"No! You're staying here under my charge!"

"To do what? Sit around until I wither away or until you think you can use me? I'm not an item, I'm a person!"

"I don't give a shit what you are," Bakugou growled at you, making your confidence shrink down into nothing. You were intimidated by him, and although you knew you were in the right, his stature and power over your life made you quickly realize that it would be best to keep your mouth shut. "You are going to live in this palace, watched every moment and if you even think about stepping one foot out of the gates I will have you locked away." He pointed a finger towards the entrance, to which you silently followed command and made your way in that direction.

Frustrated, your eyes were burning with tears, yet you couldn't find it within yourself to say or do anything about it. You had no means of escape or help, so you knew that all you could do was roll with it all and see what happens. Perhaps, there would be a chance for you to prove your 'powers' to Lord Yagi, which would probably increase your status or at least give you more leniency. The first chance I get, I'm going to do a prediction. I can't let it slip past me, but I have a feeling that Bakugou won't be coming to me for anything… I'll have to catch them when they're having a conversation. Just like before.

Lost in your thoughts about what to do with yourself, you didn't notice Tsuyu until you nearly rammed into her. Jerking yourself to a stop, you stuttered an apology, though it was quickly smothered by Bakugou's voice as he addressed his subordinate.

"As discussed, you will watch her. Let me know immediately of anything suspicious." His voice almost sounded… strained, as if he were trying to hold back whatever emotion he was struggling with. You felt both angered by his attitude and sorry for him, as he had gone through a very rough couple of days. Though, the little voice in the back of your mind told you that, just maybe, he deserved it for how awful he had been to you. That little voice brought a strong sense of guilt to your stomach, however, knowing that it hadn't been all bad. You knew that there must be a good man beneath the wall of shit he had built around himself. If there were others following him, with so much respect and obedience, then there must be more than ranking influencing them. You could see it on Tsuyu's face, a slight furrow of her brow preceding a deep bow.

"As you wish. I will keep you informed daily."

Without another word, Bakugou left you both, vanishing behind the building before you could even look back at him again. Finally out of his presence, you gave a heavy sigh, looking at Tsuyu as she stood up straight. "He's really pissed at me…"

Tsuyu nodded, beginning to lead you forward. "I assume it did not go as expected with Lord Yagi. He is a very… educated man, not to say Bakugou isn't, but there is a difference there. It's more of a… level-headedness, one which Bakugou lacks. It can cause him to be quite frustrated when he is corrected or when he realizes that he was wrong. He will calm down."

"So… you think he doesn't believe I can predict the future anymore?"

"Oh no, I don't mean that at all. There is something odd about you for sure, Miss. And what you did at Silver River was astonishing. You have something uncanny about you, but only time will tell what it truly is."

"I think… Lord Yagi made him feel like it was a mistake to bring me. Like his ambitions about whatever he wanted to do were wrong."

"Perhaps." Tsuyu stopped, carefully sliding open a wall panel. "I cannot say for sure since I wasn't there. I will say this, though. You should keep all that happens to you and your thoughts to yourself. I may not be the only one listening."

Frown crossing your lips, you nodded, glancing into the dimly lit room. "I'm sorry, you're just so easy to talk to."

Tsuyu nodded, a small smile of her own crossing her lips. "I suppose that's what can make me so dangerous. I make you feel a little too comfortable." Although it didn't seem like her words were meant to be menacing, it still reminded you that she was some type of assassin, and probably had a blade that the ready beneath her kimono sleeve. "I had fresh clothing brought for you for in the morning and we will have a servant come to take your dirty clothes to wash them daily. This will be your quarters until it is seen fit to move you to a more spacious area."

"Ah, I like the small size…" You walked into the room after leaving your sandals at the entrance. The tatami flooring creaked a bit under your feet, and you felt relieved to be back in some sort of civilization. "I lived in a very small room before. I wouldn't know what to do with more space. Though this is more…" Your voice trailed off a bit at the negative thoughts, your eyes moving to the traditional futon bed that rested near the middle of the room.

"Don't think of it as a cell, Miss." Tsuyu finished your thought for you, surprising you a bit at how well she could assume your thoughts. "This is your home now, and you can travel the palace as you wish with me as your guide. It will take some time for you to be happy here and gain the trust of others, but I believe that you'll find a way."

Feeling the burning tears return to your eyes, you sniffled a bit, reaching up to wipe your eyes with the back of our sleeve. "Thank you, Tsuyu…"

"Please, call me Tsu." With a gentle smile, Tsuyu took hold of the door again, preparing to shut it. "Goodnight, Miss. I will be here in the morning."

"You're not gonna camp out all night?"

"Oh, no. I have to sleep too!" Tsuyu gave a soft laugh, nodding towards her left. "No, there will be guards here. You're safe. Now, get some sleep." The doors slid closed with a soft tick, leaving you alone in silence and dim light.

Taking a deep, trembling breath, you took a moment to remove all your clothing except for the white robe that was your final layer. Keeping it tied, you knelt beside the futon, pulling back the thick blanket that covered it and adjusting the tiny head pillow. Although it wasn't what you were used to, it was heaven compared to the hard and bumpy ground outside, and you felt a huge sense of relaxation when you finally laid down. Though, now that you were finally alone for the first time since this horrible catastrophe, you began to feel a wave of emotion crash over you.

At this rate, you would never see anyone you loved ever again. Your parents, family, friends or even your beloved cat. They were surely grieving heavily for you by now, searching everywhere in the woods around that horrible shrine. You could only hope that no one would come across the same fox that had cursed you, so that they wouldn't suffer the same or even a worse fate. You were now just a memory to them, as they were to you, and that ripped at your already wounded heart.

Turning over on your side, you hid your face into the pillow as you sobbed, pulling the blanket up to completely cover your head.

And this night, too, would become nothing but a memory.