It had been two days since he'd met Ichigo.

And in those two days, he'd tried- repeatedly to thank her, and show her his gratitude for healing him. He'd already noted a remarkable difference in his health. He felt much better than he had in years. His energy was up, he was able to eat and drink stuff without making himself sick.

He wasn't coughing up anymore blood.

He was able to teach his students without having to run off at the drop of a hat now. He was even able to do his job as the Symbol of Peace again without any time limits, for crying out loud!

This was a big frigging deal!

Two days ago...I met a woman that ultimately changed my fate. Toshinori thought as he sat at his desk trying to think of something nice to do for Miss Kurosaki. He'd been wracking his brain ever since trying to think of an appropriate way to thank her for restoring his lost/damaged lungs and stomach.

But so far he kept coming up blank. He'd tried to think of a bunch of stuff that might work. But well- he didn't know her well enough to make a good choice about much of anything.

Flowers were nice, but not a good enough thank you for effectively giving him a new lease on life.

Buying her breakfast, lunch, and dinner everyday for the rest of her life- while also nice- still sort of fell short as well. Paying the rent or mortgage on her home would also fall short. Though it would save her some money in the long run if he did so.

He'd tried...dear lord had he tried since the other day when he finally realized the full repercussions of what her ability to heal had truly done to him, to show his gratitude to her somehow.

But she kept insisting that it was her job and then brushing him off so that she could scamper off to parts unknown. Which apparently were really unknown. He'd damned near tore the entire school apart looking for her twice already. Drawing on his knowledge of the school grounds as both a former student and a current teacher.

Where did she even run off too to hide anyways? Was there a protal to China located somewhere on the premises that he didn't know about? Was that how she was escaping him?

"Where could you be hiding from me?" He wondered aloud as he kept mulling over how to best show his gratitude to her. He could try buying her something nice and fancy. Like a car maybe? No. Diamonds? Uragh!

"I'd buy her a damned mountain of diamonds if she'd just stand still long enough for me to thank her properly." He muttered in an irked tone as he flopped his head onto his desk and stared at the clock on the far wall almost menacingly.

Why? Why did the person who was responsible for saving his life persist in running away from him? He didn't understand it.

Sure he knew that she must have known who he was whenever he walked into her office. She'd dropped clues here and there. Small ones like referring to his scar as exactly that. A scar.

So she must have known who he was as well as the secret of his other form. And if she had known, then she should understand just how monumental a task it had been to heal him! After all, it was no small feat to regenerate and regrow a person's organs!

There weren't enough Recovery Girls in the whole entirety of the known world that could do what Ichigo had done. And in one session too. Without straining or even exhausting herself. That was a damned difficult thing to do for just about everyone with healing quirks.

The fact that someone so young had managed to do it was beyond mind boggling. And the fact that she could do it with just a little bit of her blood too...

How could he not thank her? Did she think he was some unfeeling bastard or something?

Seeing the clock strike time for his first class of the day, he muttered a few things underneath his breath as he slowly got to his feet and shuffled out of the office. Walking down the hall in his All Might form, he tended to tower over everyone and everything around him.

So it was fairly easy to spot Miss Kurosaki's dark hair almost automatically as the bell chimed for the students to change classes. Picking up his pace a little bit, he focused solely on her presence and nothing else for the moment. Which is how young Midoriya managed to sneak up on him.

"All Might!"

Toshinori jumped a little bit upon hearing someone say his name so loudly, and quickly turned and grabbed the boy and ducked around a corner at the same time Ichigo stopped walking and turned her head to see if he was there or not.

Once she was sure that he wasn't actually there, he saw her shrug her shoulders and start walking again. This time he managed to take note of the fact that she was wearing civilian clothing and had a small purse on her. So she must have been on her way off campus for something.

Muttering to himself in a frustrated tone, he seriously considered ditching his class and attempting to catch up with her. After all, with his speed he would be able to catch her fairly quickly. But if he did...he'd feel bad about ditching the kids. So maybe he could catch her before she went home?

Feeling small hands tugging at his jacket sleeve, he glanced down to find that poor Izuku's face was almost totally covered by his palm and paled a little bit before abruptly letting the boy go. The second that he did, Izuku took a few quick breaths and looked at him oddly.

"Sorry my boy."

"T-That's okay." The boy wheezed for a moment before finally straightening his back a little bit and asking hesitantly what he'd been doing before he'd grabbed him. Toshinori couldn't help the embarrassed blush that stained his cheeks at the boy's innocent question.

After all, how did a pro-hero like himself tell a child that looked up to him as much as young Midoriya did, he'd been more or less stalking someone? Especially since stalking was illegal.

"O-Oh uh...well..." Think fast Toshinori! Lie! Lie to that innocent child to preserve his innocence! "I-I thought that I saw-" Izuku cocked his head a little bit and gave him an odd look and to Toshinori's disappointment he couldn't lie to him. "I-I was chasing the new school doctor." He said as his shoulders slumped a little bit in defeat as he mentally cursed the boy's puppy dog stare.

It was a damned good thing that he wasn't a father. Because all his child would have to do is give him puppy dog eyes and he'd be putty in their teeny-tiny little hands.

"Why were you chasing the school doctor? Are you hurt?" The boy asked in alarm as his eyes started to flicker to Toshinori's previously injured side.

"No, no. Nothing like that. Believe it or not, my boy. The new school doctor is a miracle worker." He said as he leaned down a little bit to whisper in the boy's ear about his wound being healed by her.

Izuku listened as carefully as he could above all of the noise in the hall as everyone scrambled to get their books and stuff out of their lockers before running on to their classes. His eyes widening a fraction in shock and awe as his hero/teacher/mentor told him that he wasn't injured anymore.

And as predicted by the man, his heir took about zero point two seconds to screech out. "R-Really?! That's amazing All Might!" Nearly causing every student still present in the hallways to come to an absolute stop and look at them both oddly as the blond to chuckle a little bit as the boy finally managed to quiet himself down and asked, "So if she healed you- why were you chasing her?"

"Well, as pitiful as it is to admit...I was trying to catch up to her to ask her how I can properly thank her for her help. After all, it isn't something that was small or un difficult to do otherwise I would have been healed years ago. But she keeps disappearing before I can properly thank her. So I'm sort of at a loss about what to do."

"Oh. O-Okay," Izuku said lamely, not knowing what else he could say about this strange situation that his favorite hero had found himself in. After all, he didn't know what he would do in such a situation. But he knew that All Might was right about healing his injury being no small or easy task. "Hey, maybe I can help you come up with something." He finally suggested to help ease his hero/teacher/mentor's mind a little bit.

After all, two minds were better than one. Right? And between the two of them, they should be able to come up with something really good.

All Might smiled at him and looked as if he were about to accept his offer when the bell rang and both of them screamed upon realizing that they were both late for their class.

Ichigo had only stepped outside of the building when she was ambushed by Nezu. "Going out?" The white furred little menace asked as he stepped in her way.

She looked down at him for a moment before deciding to ignore him as she moved to step around him. After all, he may have more or less blackmailed her into working for him after seeing the video of her healing Chad when he'd been nearly torn to pieces by a villain. But where she came and went was none of his business unless it directly interfered with her work at the school.

She wasn't a prisoner. Though she often times felt like one with all the stupid security cameras and such watching her every move. And she refused to let him treat her like one.

"I've got my cell phone and pager. Let me know if you need me." Was all that she said as she started to walk away when she suddenly felt something delicate and metal snap into place around one of her wrists and froze up. Anger surging forth within her at an alarming rate.

Oh dear god- please don't let that be what it feels like it is. She thought to herself as she slowly turned her head a little bit as she brought her arm up to look at the metal a little bit closer. It was exactly what it looked like. Though she'd never seen a shackle that looked quite so...nice before.

"I know that you have you're other items. But this is simply a precaution in case something happens and you lose them," Nezu said in an unforgivably cheery tone. As if he hadn't just slapped a tracker on her like she was a fucking animal. "It has a small tracking device implanted in the mental. I had the bracelet designed specifically to look like a piece of jewelry so that it would throw suspicion off. I know that you don't like it. But please, try to understand."

"I take the safety and well being of the teachers, staff, and students of my school very seriously. And if you really think about it- then you know why I can't allow you nor you're healing ability to fall into villainous hands. If anyone were to find out that you could heal irreparable damage- like organs, limbs and even terminal diseases- villains from all over the world would come to try and take you away from us."

Ichigo gritted her teeth as she glared down at him. Her mind already comprehending what he was saying. After all, it was something that she'd heard often enough since her retirement as a Soul Reaper. But it didn't excuse the way that he'd done it.

"A little warning would have been appreciated." She growled at him. Part of her wanted to beat the hell out of him and demand that he remove the bracelet from her wrist. But the more practical part of her understood both of their positions very well and could even understand the necessity of the bracelet.

After all, not many people in the world who kidnapped someone would even bother to remove their jewelry- their pager and other mechanical devices sure. But not their victim's jewelry. Jewelry served no purpose beyond decoration. That was why hiding a tracking device in one was brilliant.

It also made retrieving her if someone grabbed her- much faster and easier on everyone. And easier to divert a possible disaster on her end.

"I understand. But you still should have warned me." She said in a calmer tone after a moment or so.

"I know. I apologize, but I didn't think that you would trust me enough to simply take it if I offered it to you." He said in a gentler tone. She blew out a puff of air as stared at him for a moment longer before muttering a begrudging sounding thanks and then waved at him and walked off.

The moment that Toshinori and Izuku reached the class, he moved to the front of the room and hesitated for a moment as he tried to think of a good lesion for the kids. However since Ichigo was still on his mind, he couldn't think of much of anything aside from maybe teaching the kids about Class A-B ranked quirks.

His own quirk, was a Class A quirk.

It was powerful, strong, and allowed him to do remarkable things that most people couldn't. And if he pegged Ichigo's own ability right. Then she also possessed a Class A quirk.

And though he didn't know much about it aside from it was something that she could use in several different ways.

He had a quirk analyzer right here in the class that could help him to understand it better. Maybe once he had a better understanding of it- he could finally come up with something to properly thank the woman.

"Alright everyone. Today we'll be doing a break down of Class A-B quirks." He finally said as he walked over to the board and picked up the marker and popped the top off so that he could begin to list a few examples of Class A-B quirks. While the kids started to whisper amongst themselves in excitement.

He made sure to list his quirk as an example, as well as Shouta's, Midnight's, and even a few of their own before finally listing some of Ichigo's own abilities and then finally stepped back to study his work for a moment before then turning to the kids and started to ask his questions.

The kids were great. Each one taking the time to break down each of the abilities listed as examples and tell him how they worked before they moved on to Ichigo's abilities.

Now because there was a significant lag in information, most of what the kids came up with was merely speculation. But they were still brilliant guesses. And he listed each of them on the board and marked out the ones that didn't fit upon closer inspection until he finally thought that he had all of the blanks filled.

He was proud of his students. Truly he was.

But then young Midoriya lifted his hand and upon being called on, the boy slowly stood up looking pale and nervous and maybe even just a tad bit ill and slowly said, "Um, All Might, sir- I-If the uses of this specific healing quirk are even the slightest bit correct; then the person that possesses said quirk...should be in protective custody to prevent villains and others like them from gaining access to it. Because if they did...there would be no stopping them."

"W-What?" Toshinori asked as alarm surged through him at the very thought of some villain getting their hands on Ichigo. He jumped up from his seat and took a moment to look at the board to make sure that the boy was right. If he was even a little bit then he would have to go and find Ichigo and drag her back to the school kicking and screaming.

Fortunately or unfortunately, depending on whom one bothered to ask- young Izuku was rarely wrong in his analysis of quirks. In fact, the boy tended to be a perfectionist when it came to his little hobby.

Which was what Toshinori was afraid of.

After double checking the boy's analysis with one of his own, Toshinori let out a string of foul oaths that seemed to startle everyone in his class as he quickly told them all that they were to study...something and write a ten page report on it and then quickly exited the room to go and look for Miss Kurosaki.