Don't hate Aizawa for his somewhat extreme reaction to what happened to Toshi.

Ichigo barely said two words to anyone after the incident in the kitchen. And Shouta was still trying to give her a little bit of space to calm down while trying his damnedest not to have to resort to groveling for his stupid mistake.

Honestly though, at this point if she told him to go jump off a bridge- he'd probably do it because he wanted her to forgive him so badly, and maybe let him explain about why he had acted like he had earlier.

He hadn't meant to act as if she had done anything wrong. Really he hadn't.

He already knew that Ichigo was a nice kid.

But he couldn't help but worry about all of the power that she had at her fingertips. Honestly it was a legitimate concern to him. Especially since he wasn't all that sure that she could control it very well. However accidents did tend to happen, even with the best of kids and intentions.

So while he knew that she wouldn't purposely harm Toshi, he still couldn't help himself from freaking out once he heard her scream for him to call an ambulance.

He had just let Hizashi and Kyoka into the apartment when he'd heard her scream and felt a sliver of fear shoot down his spine. He'd quickly bolted- which had sort of looked oddly like he was running an obstacle course in his living room. He'd jumped lamps, chairs, and even the couch just to get to the kitchen and see what the fuck was going on.

Ichigo was understandably upset over what was wrong. She probably thought that she had killed Toshi or something. And there for a few heartbeats, he had sort of thought the same thing too.

However Toshi had been wide awake. And had been intact as far as he could tell.

He just wasn't saying anything or really reacting to anything at all. Not even the sound of his voice! Which could have indicated that there was something wrong with him internally.

So while Hazashi had grabbed Ichigo in an effort to figure out what was wrong and restrained her to keep her from maybe trying to hurt herself- something that Toshi had already had words with the man about.

Hizashi had closely resembled a kicked puppy before he had left the apartment. Though he had apologized to the girl. Ichigo didn't really say or do anything aside from curtly nod as Kyoka had sat down next to her and tried to help distract her.

She'd gone on a little bit of a tirade about her dad being a hopeless idiot. And gotten flicked on the forehead by the other girl for talking crap about her dad.

Not long after Toshi had separated himself from Ichigo, once he was certain that she wasn't going to have a panic attack on them- he'd grabbed Shouta and pulled him outside of the apartment to leave the two kids to bond a little bit and told him exactly what had happened as well as what Ichigo had said to him.

Shouta had felt that much worse once he fully understood what had actually happened. And even more, so when Toshi mentioned that she probably didn't like it when people knew about her absolute regeneration ability.

Though he didn't really understand her reason's why.

Gifts like her absolute regeneration could be used in the medical field to do amazing things. Especially if Toshi telling him that he could breathe- like actually honest to god breathe- without any pain at all was one hundred percent legit. Which he suspected it was since Toshi was the one that she had helped.

Not only that but the blond had also hiked up his shirt to check the injury and they'd both noticed a slight difference in size, width, depth and even a paler coloring to the scarred skin covering the wound.

To say that Shouta had been utterly stupefied by the differences was an understatment. He hadn't really known what to think. But Toshi seemed almost totally convinced that the girl was a fucking angel.

And he wasn't the only one who seemed to think that. Midoriya had been making an utter nuisance of himself ever since they picked him up on the way to the mall.

The little punk had even brought Ichigo a medium sized stuffed, white bunny rabbit with big floppy ears. In Shouta's opinion, the boy was trying too hard. And the bunny seemed a little bit over the top. But Ichigo had simply taken in and uttered a soft word of thanks and hugged it.

She hadn't let the stupid thing go since.

Pulling into the mall parking lot, it took Shouta several moments to find a nice place to let everyone out. Since he'd slightly changed his plans earlier that morning- he'd decided to drop everyone off while he went to look at houses. He'd managed to find a few online in a decent area close to where he already lived that not only fit his budget but his criteria.

A nice fenced in yard, two maybe three bedrooms, one and a half bathrooms, a spacious living room, and kitchen. If he liked any of them well enough once he saw the inside of them- then he'd go ahead and put a down payment on the house of his choice.

He was also planning to go by the bank and open a checking and savings account for Ichigo so that she wouldn't have to tote those stupid duffle bags everywhere.

Pulling up to the curb, he let everyone pile out of the vehicle and stopped Ichigo as she started to climb out by placing a hand on her arm. "Kid?" She looked at him almost hesitantly. As if she were worried about what she would see when she looked at him.

It was disturbing to him. But even more so that he made her feel that way in the first place.

"I'm an ass," Was really all that he could think to say for a moment. "Anyone that knows me knows this. What happened earlier- I wasn't pissed because you might have hurt Toshi. And I certainly couldn't blame you if you accidentally had. It's just...I was worried. You acted like you'd killed him or something. And it scared me."

"I know." Ichigo said gently. And she really did.

She knew and understood. He didn't owe her any apologies. Really he didn't. He had been afraid, and people did stupid crap when they were afraid.

She didn't hold it against him any since theirs was a new parent/child relationship. And it was only common sense that there were bound to be times where things like this just happened.

She wasn't hurt any.

Hell, she wasn't even pissed about it.

"I'm still sorry." Shouta finally said. Ichigo gave him a slightly strained smile and gently patted his hand with her other one as she started to climb out of the car again.

"Don't be, I'm not mad about it. I'm just...freaked. S'all." She said as she gently shut her car door and gave him a small finger wave before stuffing her hands in her pant's pockets and slowly walking towards where the others were standing, waiting on her.

Shouta sat there watching as Kyoka linked her arm with Ichigo's and led her to the door. While Izuku opened it for them, and sighed and scrubbed his hands over his face, and then dropped them so that he could watch Toshi disappear inside behind the kids.

And then wondered if maybe he should pick up some parenting books while he was out today as he put the car in gear and started to pull away from the curb, making a mental note to do something nice for Ichigo later on.

Just in case.

"Hey! Look at this!" Kyoka said excitedly as she ran over to a shop window to look at the music themed leather jacket on display.

Ichigo blinked but walked over to where the shorter girl was standing with her face pressed against the window and listened dutifully to her gush about how 'cool' the jacket was. And was only moderately surprised to find herself take the girl by the wrist and tug her towards the door of the shop.

This was something that she used to do with Rukia and Orihime when they went out shopping together. Since she very rarely ever got herself anything on shopping trips, she usually wound up shopping for her friends instead.

It was one of the things that made her feel a little bit homesick. But in a weirdly good way.

Once inside of the shop, she let go of the smaller girl and let her run to get someone so that she could try the jacket on. Taking the fact that she'd just been dragged inside the place as a sort of sign and left Ichigo standing among some racks of clothing.

While she was busy, Ichigo took a few seconds to look around before coming to the conclusion that Chad would have loved this place. Uryu would have hated it with a passion. And Renji and Ikaku would have been mistaken for yakuza and escorted out by some police officers.

All in all, it was pretty funny as far as random thoughts went. So naturally she couldn't stop the slightly amused chuckle that escaped her.

"What's so funny?" She heard Izuku ask curiously from several feet behind her. Turning her head to look at him, she found Toshi standing across the isle eyeing a mannequin suspiciously. Almost like he thought that it was going to come alive and try and eat him or something.

Izuku tracked her line of vision to Toshi and sniggered as he turned back to her and said, "Pay no attention to him. He's a little gun shy around mannequins. I think a bad guy dressed up as one once and jumped him or something."

"That...sounds oddly ingenious of a bad guy."

"It does, doesn't it," He smiled at her as he stepped up to the clothing rack next to her and eyed it for a moment before asking again, "So...what were you laughing about a second ago?"

"Oh, I was just checking this place out and had the random thought that one of my friends from back home would love this place. Another would hate it. And two others would be mistaken for yakuza and escorted out by the police."

His lips twitched in amusement, but he said nothing. To be perfectly honest, he wasn't all that comfortable saying anything about her friends from her hometown.

"That is funny." He finally said after a moment or so as Kyoka came running up with a bag.

"I got it! I got it!" She chirped as she jumped around in place for a moment before stopping and grinning at them.

"That's great, Kyoka-chan. That jacket will look awesome on you." Izuku said. Ichigo didn't do anything more than smile slightly as she reached over and settled her hand on the smaller girl's head and affectionately ruffled her hair as Toshi walked over and told them all that he thought that they needed to get the hell out of there.

Apparently the mannequin really, really made the man nervous. He kept acting like it was going to jump off of it's stand and run after them, as he ushered them all out of the shop.

The next store didn't seem to make Toshi half as nervous as the last one.

Of course when asked by Izuku why the man had been so freaked out; he'd told them that the mannequin had reminded him of an ex-girlfriend who had jumped him in a dark alley once. So they let the subject drop since the poor man was obviously traumatized by the experience and was having weird flashbacks of some kind.

While there, Ichigo managed to find some shirts and jeans. Not nearly as many as Shouta was expecting her to probably get. But some just the same.

So Kyoka and Izuku compensated by grabbing her a little bit of everything necessary. Izuku handled the shirts since he wasn't allowed near female underclothes items.

He'd already been warned by Toshi that if he saw him trying to pick out any girl's underwear- he'd be wearing them to school underneath a skirt for a month. So he was sufficiently warned away.

But it didn't mean that he couldn't pick other things for Ichigo. Especially since he knew that she liked specific colors, styles and so on. He'd already found a couple of blue and violet t-shirts with black floral patters on them. Some button up shirts with long sleeves.

And several different colored satin PJ's too since they didn't really count as underthings. So Toshi couldn't do jack to him for picking those.

Tucking the last shirt that he'd pulled off of a rack over his arm, he began to weave his way through the other clothing racks and isles until he reached Toshi's side.

"You look strangely happy." The blond said as his blue eyes flickered to Izuku's arm and he quirked a brow at him questioningly and opened his mouth to ask him what he was so happy about when they both suddenly heard Ichigo shriek.

Several dozen or so feet away, Kyoka held up a matching eyesore neon orange panty and bra set that had Ichigo flinching back from her in horror.

"Come on! You like them!"

"Ew, no!"

"But they're pretty."

"No. No they aren't. They're terrible and atrocious! Besides, I can't stand orange! The color irritates me. Pick something less colorful."

"But the other stuff isn't as nice." Kyoka whined pitifully. But Ichigo wouldn't budge any.

So she inevitably gave up trying to get her interested in the orange matching panty and bra set and moved on to the yellow ones. Which was somehow almost just as bad as the snot green set that followed, once she vetoed it too.

It got so bad that Ichigo inevitably banned Kyoka from helping her underwear/bra shop anymore and banished her to sit with the boys so that she could pick her own stuff.