The moment that young Bakugo finally showed up with Ichigo in tow, Toshinori shed Shota's capture tool like a snake shed it's skin. Which startled the smaller man a bit since he hadn't realized that he could actually do that.
No matter. Shota would get over him escaping his clutches for now and would likely step up the use of his capture tool the next time he had to use it on him.
"Ichigo!" He called out as he moved to stand in front of her. She blinked up at him while he placed his large hands on her slender shoulders as young Bakugo rubbed the bridge of his nose with a finger and said in a warning tone,
"Watch where you touch her sensei." Which caused him to glance at the boy in confusion for a second before Katsuki went on to say, "I'm not an expert or anything but that flesh wound on her arm seemed to really hurt her. She's already tried to knock my head off."
Ichigo gave the boy a baleful glare but didn't bother to even say anything while Toshinori glanced between the two kids worriedly.
Toshinori knew that young Bakugo had an...very abrasive personality. So at the moment he was more concerned that the boy may have done something- or even said something to set Ichigo off enough to invoke a violent response from her, if he was to trust the boy's warning at all.
"Is that true Ichigo? Did you try to take Bakugo's head off?" He asked, hoping that Katsuki was fibbing.
"He hit me." Was all the girl said sullenly as the boy visibly bristled before screeching at her.
"I didn't hit you! I smacked your arm where you got clip- oh shit." Young Katsuki muttered as he quickly slapped his hands to his mouth in an effort to shut himself up.
However the damage was already done. Both Toshi and Shota turned their eyes to him in a creepy manner that had a chill shooting down his spine while All Might started to pop his knuckles menacingly.
His usual 'All Might' smile took on a dangerous edge as he glared at the boy for a moment.
"Bakugo, you'll be doing drills on the Hero course until you drop for the next week." Shota said as he quickly placed himself between the blond man and the boy.
Just in case Toshinori felt the very strong urge to reach out and smack the boy himself.
"Two weeks." Toshi finally chimed in, his voice coming out as an angry growl. "Two weeks of running the Hero course until he drops."
"Alright. Two weeks." Shota agreed as the hulking blond slowly moved back to stand where the girl was again. His attention going back to his young charge.
"Aside from your arm being hurt, are you alright?" He asked her. She nodded her head and grumbled something inaudible to him as he gently ruffled her long dark hair in an affectionate manner that he hoped wasn't too...fatherly for her at the moment. The last thing that he wanted was for her to shut down on him because she felt that he was trying to replace her biological father.
Which he wasn't.
Toshinori had been around long enough to gain specific understanding into an abandoned, lost, and orphaned child's mind. And nothing got a kid to shut down on you faster than having them think that you were trying to replace the family that they lost.
Because no one could ever replace them.
"We'll get you patched up once we're back at the school."
"I'll call Recovery Girl!" Shota called out as he grabbed Bakugo and prepared to take him and go away when Toshi said,
"It's about time to start back anyways. You've already had an eventful day. There's no point in making it even more eventful by sticking around to patrol even more."
"You mean that there's no point in tempting fate even more than you already have." Ichigo said as she scowled at him.
Toshinori had the good grace to look sheepish, but still decided to head back to the school ASAP. Especially since there were reporters and such in the immediate vicinity whom had been paying a lot of extra special attention to him after she'd been grabbed.
His melt down from earlier was probably on the news already. Which meant that everyone and their cousin- hero's and villains alike- was going to know that he was presently the guardian of a mentally fragile girl. Wonderful.
Besides he needed to get her back to the school where it was safe for her and she wouldn't be hounded by anyone since it looked as if they were getting ready to move in and start asking questions any moment now.
"Come," He said as he leaned down and quickly picked her up off of the ground, eliciting a yelp and a few curses from her before she settled down and just hid her face in her hands as if she were embarrassed. "We'll go collect your things from the office and then head home." He said gently before turning his head to Shota and motioning for he and Bakugo to come along too.
Shota and Bakugo both sighed, knowing what was going to happen and resigned themselves to travel by jumping. No doubt Ichigo was going to scream bloody murder on them, but whatever.
As long as Toshinori didn't drop them then they'd deal.
"Let's go." Shota said as he literally had to climb up onto Toshi's back while Bakugo got grabbed up in the other man's arm just like Ichigo had been.
"Don't push me out of his arm while he's air born." Katsuki said as he sent a small glare the girl's way.
As if telling her not to do something would make her not do it.
Shota snorted knowing that if she was still miffed about Bakugo smacking her injured arm- then the boy's trip back to the school was going to be both very interesting and probably very, very scary too.
"I make no promises." Ichigo deadpanned in annoyance seconds before Toshinori jumped.
Ichigo might have been utterly terrified of the heights that her Guardian could reach if she wasn't so used to being weightless. Not to mention seeing the world look so small from such a long ways up. By her calculations, her Guardian was capable of reaching up to forty or fifty miles off of the ground if he was using all his strength.
But at present he seemed to be going easy on them and only reached ten miles with his jump. She didn't actually know how he managed to travel that way without going overboard.
She knew that she would have but that's only because she always had so much excess energy to burn. And flying was...liberating. It had always felt nice to her to unwind by flying around.
But she supposed that this was nice too. She certainly liked the view well enough.
The city that she now called her 'home' was nothing like her original one. For starters, Karakura Town had a population of nearly seventy six thousand and three hundred and ten. This place had more than that. Much, much more. She also couldn't always sense the people back home either.
There was usually some sort of spiritual interference that prevented her from sensing specific things.
Whereas she could literally feel everyone and everything here.
There was no weird buzzing along her senses, no static, or interference of any kind to prevent her from being able to feel them. And if not for her own natural, god given shields- she probably would have gone utterly mad already.
There was just so many people that she could barely count them all.
In fact for the better part of their trip, she had already taken note of how many people had died and how many children had just been born. So to say that she was a tad bit zoned out up until her Guardian landed this last time within the school gates, would be a pretty apt description of her.
Hell, she couldn't even recall if any of her travel companions had even asked her anything between the first jump and this one. She didn't even notice when she'd been put down on the ground again. At least up until she started staggering and someone had to catch her before she could fall.
"Whoa there, little listener." A guy with spiked blond hair said gently as he held her upright.
All she could do right then was blink at him for a second and then eye his hairstyle suspiciously and think, Why does this guy have a cockatiel on his head? If Chad had been here with her, and seen this guy's hair he would have attempted to free the poor bird trapped in his hair already.
It might not have ended well for the guy in the long run, but she and Chad would have had something to laugh about later.
"Aww, she's so cute!" She heard a woman say. "Toshinori why didn't you tell me she was so cute?!" The woman said as she pointed at her guardian.
Ichigo blinked again and took a look around and realized that there was a bunch of people present. "What the-" She muttered, grabbing blondy's wrist in one of her hands as she felt her mind begin to focus on her current surroundings a little bit more.
There were at least a dozen people or more standing all around her and she was sad to say it, but she started to panic a little bit from being caught unawares by them. After all, the last time that had happened she'd spent six months in a coma clinging to life for the second time in two years.
It wasn't an experience that she wanted to repeat again. And certainly not anytime soon.
She didn't notice that she was about to go into a panic attack. Nor that her thoughts must have been reflected in her expression or the way that her breathing became erratic or even the fact that she was shaking until someone- the dark haired guy that seemed to be friends with her Guardian- had her wrapped tightly in his arms.
"Shota?" Mic said questioningly, wondering why the man had suddenly run up and wrapped himself around the girl as if he were trying to protect her from them.
It took him hearing Shota say, "Calm down Ichigo. Breathe with me, okay?" to understand what was even happening. And once he did understand, he was quick to put a hand on the girl's back and rub it soothingly while Shota coached her until she finally calmed down again.
She was slumped against Shota's shoulder, just breathing when the man slowly released her so that he could hold her away from him for several moments and look her over with a frown. "Feeling better now?"
"Y-Yeah. Thanks." She said, tiredly while thinking, Panic attack's suck. She suddenly felt more tired than she had in a while. Almost like any energy she'd had before was just...gone.
He nodded his head and then shifted his hold on her to one of her arms- remembering that she'd been injured earlier and tended to smack the shit out of whoever was stupid enough to grab her injury- and tugged her over to a patch of grass not too far away and had her sit down there until Toshinori was done talking with everyone.
Once she was seated, he meandered away to talk to a few people too. Leaving her more or less alone until Ka-chan walked over and sat down on the ground next to her and made himself comfortable before then asking her, "Are you sure that you're alright there princess? You don't look so hot to me."
She gave him a small smile and muttered, "You're such a sweet talker Ka-chan."
Katsuki snorted at her sarcasm but didn't comment further since he knew that she was using it as a means to deflect his attention from her current mental state.
He'd just sit and observe her for now and intervene when needed.
Toshinori had had to pause his talk with Nezu to see what Ichigo was doing when he heard Mic yelp a few minutes prior and had seen Shota wrap himself around the girl in a protective manner that had raised some questions with him. But he figured that the man must have a really good reason for doing so.
And he didn't seem to need to worry about her just yet. He'd do that in another minute or two when he finally finished his talk with the principal.
Nezu waited patiently for him to turn his focus back to him since he knew that Toshi was concerned. And frankly he couldn't blame the man any.
Between his Hero duties, his teaching duties, and now his duties as the girl's Guardian- it was a little bit understandable that the man was spread just a bit thin. And it would get better. It would simply take a little bit of time for things to settle.
Especially since the girl obviously needed a lot of watching for the moment.
"So she was kidnapped? Right off of the street while you were working?" Nezu asked his tone both a bit curiously and incredulous. After all, he couldn't imagine a villain more stupid than the one that had grabbed Toshinori's young charge. Even if he had been distracted at the time.
It was still a fairly dumb move on any villain's part.
"Yes." Toshinori hissed out in agitation. Now that he had Ichigo back and they were both back on the school grounds, he was starting to feel wound up again. Just for different reasons this time.
"No wonder you seemed upset when you were on the news a little while ago." Nezu said more to himself than Toshi before then asking, "Is Ichigo well?"
"She was clipped by a bullet. So...one of her arms is hurt."
Nezu's ears twitched for a second before he turned and called out to Recovery Girl. The old woman shuffled over and got a quick explanation about why she'd been called over and then shuffled off to take care of Toshinori's kid before the man blew a frigging gasket.
"Hey."
"Hn?"
"When you took those losers out earlier... What kind of combat move was that? It wasn't familiar." Katsuki asked with a frown.
"Mixed martial arts." Ichigo replied before then slowly explaining. "I've already told my guardian and...tall, dark, and grim-"
"You mean Aizawa-sensei?"
"Yeah, him- that I know karate. I didn't see any real need to tell them about the mixed martial arts too."
Katsuki was quiet for a moment as he mulled over her words. "So you didn't think that either of our sensei's needed to really know that you can kick ass and take names? Seriously?" He asked in an incredulous tone. Trying to figure out exactly what was going through her mind.
"I don't know any of you." She said. Her tone emphasizing her point to him. "I don't actually know yet if any of you are really good or decent people. I don't know what you can do." The words, I don't know how dangerous you are to me, may have went unsaid.
But the implication of them still left Katsuki feeling breathless as if he'd been viciously punched in the gut by an angry All Might himself. It was both distressing and disturbing to him that she felt the need to even try to protect herself from them.
That she didn't really recognize any of them as actual good people. In fact she seemed to be waiting for the other shoe to drop any moment now and for them to show her what utter monsters they really were.
It made him feel sick to his stomach that she would think those things.
That she would even feel them necessary to begin with.
He might have tried to ask her something else, but Recovery Girl had shuffled over and had gotten Ichigo's attention. He noted an automatic shift in her demeanor at the woman's presence.
She sat up straighter, spoke more politely- she had that 'yes, ma'am, no, ma'am' sort of habit that reminded him of Deku and had him scowling at her despite the fact that she wasn't even looking at him.
Truth be told, he didn't really know what to think of her sudden change and use of actual manners. She usually seemed to be so damned bluntly honest at times that it was sort of annoying.
Still, watching her interact with Recovery Girl was somewhat insightful, he supposed. He'd say this for the girl, she was a sweet talker. Especially when it came to ladies.
He could tell by the way Recovery Girl kept giggling and blushing like a school girl. In fact she was still doing so even when she finally shuffled off. Ichigo smiled at the woman and waved to her as she slowly left them, looking thoroughly pleased with herself.
"What the fuck was that?" Katsuki demanded feeling weird about the whole thing. After all, it wasn't everyday that he saw a girl his age openly flirting with a seventy something year old lady.
"A demonstration on how to speak to girls. I thought that you could use the lesson. Ya know, when you grow up and want a girlfriend." Ichigo said cheerfully as her hand dropped back to her lap. He growled at her in annoyance and snarled.
"That was fucking weird."
"Child." She snapped back at him. "Grow a pair and try being nice to a girl."
"I'll show you nice!" He growled as he lunged at her, intending to at least knock her over and scare her. However in his current snit, he'd temporarily forgotten that she had told him that she knew martial arts.
So he really shouldn't have been as shocked as he was when she slapped the bejesus out of him and sent him sprawling to the ground with a loud yelp that had every set of adult eyes on them in zero point two seconds flat, as she jumped to her feet and roared at the slightly cowering boy, "I said be nice you little bastard!"
Everyone stared at the kids oddly for a heartbeat or so in utter silence before Toshinori let out an aggrieved sounding sigh. When Mic suddenly asked aloud in an totally awed tone, "Are you a god?" Which set Shota, Midnight, and a few others off in a fit of hysterical giggles.
And for good reason too.
It was a rare thing for anyone to render young Bakugo totally speechless. It was another entirely to have him cowering from said person after a mere slap.
He didn't even cower before him, and he was the boy's idol!
But Ichigo had somehow managed to do both of those things in the span of a heartbeat.
Wonderful. Toshi thought sarcastically knowing that Bakugo was going to give his charge all kinds of hell later on in retaliation. And since the boy was clever and knew his habits and such- he might not be able to shield her from the teen's wrath.