There's some BS heirarchy in this.
Nezu was nearly fit to be tied when he received a call from the hospital about the girl.
He hadn't expected for her to be up and moving around quite so early on. After all, she had suffered multiple, near crippling injuries. So naturally upon hearing that she was up and demanding release forms- he grabbed whoever was nearby, and had them drive him to the hospital to see if he could catch her before she disappeared.
Because despite the good that Sir Nighteye had seen, he had also seen some very bad things that he hadn't thought he should immediately tell All Might about. So instead he'd told Nezu. Sir Nighteye's previous words echoed in his mind the whole time he rode in the car.
"Villain's will try to get their hands on her. You can't let them. If they do, All Might will suffer unimaginable agony. And will no longer be able to function as the Symbol of Peace."
It was a terrifying thought.
Having Toshinori unable to continue any form of hero work because of one measly little girl. But well, the man was only human. Still, if the girl would have something to do with what happened later on, if she was left alone- then he had to nip the problem in the bud.
His solution was simple- even if All Might and the girl both disliked it. He'd have the girl sequestered away at UA. And maybe even see about assigning her a pro-hero guard for the occasions she decided to leave the school's campus.
And if she were young enough- he'd enroll her in the school as a student. Though he'd have to have her tested and see what sort of quirk she had before he could place her anywhere.
"Okay, we're here." Midnight said as she pulled up to the hospital.
"Thank you, Midnight." He said politely as the woman shut off the car and then unlocked the doors so that he could climb out. She followed closely behind him, though he didn't ask her to.
Walking into the hospital, the two of them made their way to the elevator and rode it up to the fifth floor. Once there, they both stepped out and Midnight paused to see which way he'd go since she didn't know where he was going. He turned left and started walking, and she followed his lead.
He led her down the hall to the tenth room, located on the right side of the hallway. The door was open, so Nezu didn't bother with knocking. After all, an open door was an invitation.
Or something to that effect.
"Hello!" He greeted as he stepped into the room and then paused to blink at the weird scene before him. Toshinori was standing, facing the wall. His face a familiar shade of embarrassed red.
While the young lady that Nezu had come to see- stood frozen with her ruined shirt barely pulled down over her breasts. Her green eyes were focused on his furry little form, her expression oddly blank. Though he could almost sense the nearly palpable feeling of barely leashed rage rolling off of her.
He barely managed to say anything apologetic before Midnight, thinking quickly- grabbed him and pulled him out of the room and quickly closed the door. And not a moment too soon considering the loud bang coming from directly behind the door.
"D-Did she just throw something at us?" Midnight stammered out in a horrified tone. Unable to actually believe that the girl would do something like that over something so small as walking in on her while she was dressing.
"I believe so."
The moment that Yoruichi was finished opening an account at the local bank, and transferring all of Kisuke's and her own substantial amounts of emergency money into their new accounts. She went hunting for Ichigo like she'd supposed to be doing.
She had felt the girl's energy flare earlier and it hadn't exactly stopped ever since.
Thanking god that she never really learned how to control how her energy flared, Yoruichi went in the direction she could sense her young friend while mentally going over various fake stories about how she was a relative and such- just in case she needed one.
After the last Aizen incident, where Orihime had been taken. Kisuke had had the foresight to begin creating ID's, passports, forging documents that would allow each of them to get work, and squirreling away emergency money and such. In the unlikely event that each of them got themselves into some sort of trouble and would need to up and just leave at a moments notice.
To avoid capture, and death.
And he had made sure that himself, her and several others carried as much of those things as necessary whenever they were going into a fight. For obvious reasons.
Now that they'd landed themselves in a strange world with no means to fend for themselves- Yoruichi was glad that Kisuke had thought of such things ahead of time. They'd all be in some real trouble if he hadn't.
Coming to a stop outside of a hospital, she blinked for a moment. She'd known that Ichigo had been injured, but this was going to take a little bit more...finesse than she had initially thought. Especially if anyone had discovered the strange, recent alterations in Ichigo's DNA.
I wonder if I should call Kisuke to come and handle this? She thought to herself when she felt Ichigo's power surge again and inwardly cringed a little bit at how dark and angry it felt to her. The very touch of it brushing against her skin felt like fire licking along her flesh!
Gritting her teeth in agitation, she quickly made her way into the building and began to search it for the girl.
Ichigo was a second away from literally picking up something/someone and tossing it/them out of the nearest goddamned window.
"Excuse you," She growled out as the fuzzy...thingy? stared her down from it's position across the room next to the BDSM lady wearing the weird outfit. "What the hell did you just say to me?"
The atmosphere in the room was so tense that one could have cut it with a knife at this point. And Ichigo was so pissed that it was a wonder that she didn't have smoke coming out of her ears.
"I said, that I would appreciate it if you would make things easier on yourself and come with us. Otherwise, we will have no other option but to force your compliance by dragging you before a judge, in a court of law-"
"Go fuck yourself," She spat angrily. "I don't have to do anything. And I certainly don't have to put up with your B.S threats."
The fur ball that had introduced himself to her as 'Nezu' sighed, and gave her a blank look before rattling off something about some sort of law pertaining to people with 'dangerous abilities' and how he and his friends had every right to seize her and take her into their custody until further notice. Whether she was willing to let them or not.
Supposedly to prevent her from being used against them sometime down the line.
She snarled at him, her temper rising dangerously. A scathing retort sitting on the tip of her tongue. She was about to really let the fur ball have it when she sensed a familiar presence moving towards her.
Her heart pounded, and she gave the fur ball and his skanky friend a feral little smile a second before the door to her room was thrown open- and hit BDSM lady in the face with a sickening crack- eliciting a loud yelp as Yoruichi stepped into the room and quickly scanned it.
The second that her gold eyes landed on her, Ichigo nearly burst into tears for several reasons.
She had thought that she was alone here. Wherever here was. She hadn't been able to feel or sense anyone at all and had feared the worst had happened. Yet here was one of her most trusted friends. Alive and apparently well enough to fling a door open and possibly break some poor stranger's nose with it.
To say that she was relieved would be an understatement even as fur ball rudely snapped at the woman, "This is a private meeting."
Yoruichi glanced at the small creature with an unimpressed look on her pretty face as she pushed him back out of her way, and quickly walked over to her and wrapped her arms around her.
Ichigo wasn't usually the type to give any sort of public display of affection with anyone regardless of the circumstances, but she decided that they both needed this. And simply sagged a little bit in the woman's arms as she stroked her hair.
"We've been looking everywhere for you." Yoruichi said softly as she absently ran her hands along Ichigo's spine. The girl held herself perfectly still as the woman subtly tried to check her over for more severe injuries than the ones that she could just see.
Ichigo didn't say anything, she just buried her face against the smaller woman's shoulder and asked quietly, "Are there any others?"
She felt her nod her head slightly and muttered something inaudible as the fur ball tried again. "Excuse me! This is a private meeting-" Yoruichi gently grasped her upper arms in her hand, mindful of her injuries, and gently put her away from her and turned her icy gold colored eyes on the little creature.
"I don't give a damn what this is. Who are you? What right do you have to be here? What do you want with my step-daughter?" Yoruichi demanded in an irked tone. Ichigo merely thinned her lips and looked away from the suddenly silent battle of wills to glance over at...All Might.
The man had been strangely quiet ever since his friends arrived. And from the looks of things, he was trying to gauge whether or not Yoruichi could be considered a threat to them in some way.
If only they knew. Ichigo thought warily. If the fur ball didn't watch himself, the gold eyed woman would tear him limb from limb and bathe in his blood.
"I was just explaining to your step-daughter that according to law, we can seize anyone with dangerous abilities and take them into protective custody-"
"So basically you're planning to kidnap her?" Yoruichi asked in an incredulous tone as she wrapped her arms around Ichigo again, this time yanking her head down to smoosh her face against her breasts. Ichigo didn't even bother to flail around like she usually did.
It wouldn't have done anything anyways except for get her smothered that much faster.
"It isn't kidnapping." Nezu said. "We would be legally seizing her to prevent any harm from coming to either herself, or others."
"Well from the way she sounded before I got here- she obviously doesn't want to go with you. Ergo- kidnapping."
"I can understand your reluctance, ma'am. But I can assure you that no harm will come to her. She'll be perfectly safe with us."
"I've heard that bullshit promise before from others who've felt entitled to do as they want with my baby. Her father and I took care of those pests-" Ichigo had to quickly reach up and slap a slightly uncoordinated hand over the woman's mouth to prevent her from blurting out that they'd killed those people. After all, they were among strangers and had no way of knowing how they would handle the knowledge.
Though something in her practically screamed that they'd react as if they were threatened. And that wasn't a good thing.
Yoruichi shut her mouth automatically and waited for a moment of so in order to calm herself down as Ichigo slowly removed her hand from her mouth and then tapped her on the shoulder to let her know that she was in need of air. Letting her up, she ignored the girl's overly dramatic gasp for air and asked in a motherly tone, "Are you okay sweetie?"
"Yeah. I'm good now."
"Alright." Yoruichi said before smooshing her face back into her breasts. Ichigo internally sighed as the two of them bickered back and forth a little bit more before All Might finally decided to get involved.
"Excuse me ma'am, but I've been keeping your...uh, step-daughter company ever since I found her injured-" Youichi narrowed her eyes at the hulking blond but otherwise didn't react to him. Unlike the fuzzball, he spoke gently and with respect. At least someone has manners. She thought huffily. "I've been quite concerned about her. Would you mind if I ask you a few questions?"
"I can't exactly promise to reply depending on the questions asked, but you're welcome to ask some stuff."
He smiled at her, "First, what is your daughter's name?"
"Ichigo Kurosaki-Shiba-Shihoin." He blinked at the weird name as the woman rolled her eyes in exasperation before elaborating. "The last names are clan names. Ichigo is the sole heir to three very prominent noble clans."
"I see. And does that have something to do with your reluctance to allow us to take her into our care?" She glowered at him for a moment, which was all the answer that he needed for that question. Nezu seemed to have caught on as well as he went on to say, "Well that makes your hostility much more understandable. After all, we're outsiders. And clan families, especially noble ones, tend to follow a specific kind of inner hierarchy. The higher ranked young Ichigo is, the tighter the death grip her family will keep on her."
Nezu sighed and muttered something along the lines of, "Well hell." Hating that this was quickly becoming more complicated than things absolutely needed to be.
"Ma'am, could you tell us young Ichigo's ranking within your clan?"
"She has the official ranking of an emperor." Yoruichi blurted out after taking a moment to think of the highest official female ranking that she could recall for humans. The blond man blinked at her and frowned in confusion for a moment before slowly saying.
"But she is a girl."
"So?" Yoruichi said in a slightly defensive tone as she hugged the girls head a little bit tighter. "She's more than proven herself worthy of the title. Besides I don't know any other girl that has achieved such a ranking before the age of sixteen. Certainly not within our family."
Ichigo did this weird, hand motion to indicate that she was floundering. And Yoruichi gave them a painfully wide, toothy smile as she stomped on the girl's foot to get her to stop. Ichigo's yelp was muffled by her tits.
So...there was no way that the others in the room could hear her scream. Sort of.
"I see." The guy said again as his blue eyes flickered to Ichigo's back. He sounded as if he didn't believe her. In fact he sort of looked like he didn't believe her too. Not that she cared if he could sense her bullshit any. She just couldn't let these people take Ichigo.
There was no telling what they'd do to her!
"Tell you what, since you're...step-daughter is a princess in your clan- then why don't you and the rest of your immediate family come with her? You can see where she'll be. Check everything out for yourselves and see what may need improvement. Security wise. And if you still aren't comfortable with her staying with us, alone. Then maybe we can come up with some sort of arrangement to make all of you feel more comfortable."
"Let me see what Ichigo wants, since her word is practically law- and then get back to you." Yoruichi said. The blond gave her a respectful nod and then moved away to grab his two friends and shoved them out into the hall before telling them to just holler when they were done talking, and then gently shut the door.