Toshinroi did everything that he could think of to occupy himself while the medical staff took care of Ichigo. He had contacted Nezu, and Recovery Girl. He had checked on the homeless people and the kids that he'd asked to have picked up to make sure that they were still doing okay.

And smiled a little bit despite his worries when he saw a couple of texts about a couple of kids loosing a tooth and getting five bucks (courtesy of Mic) and some butterscotch hard candy (courtesy of Midnight) and a couple of cute stuffed rabbits (courtesy of Aizawa).

He tried to keep from becoming anxious, truely he did. But the longer it took for someone to come out and tell him something, the more anxious and restless he became.

Which was why he was just a tad bit alarmed when after almost two hours, the nurses and all of the doctors excpt for one rushed out fo the treatment room- totally ignored his presence- and fled the immediate area as if they were afraid of something.

Slowly getting to his feet, he frowned as the last of the medical staff vanished and took a shaky breath once it hit him that something must be wrong. Like really, really fucking wrong.

So wrong that everyone would rather leave their posts their stay put and face him.

Feeling his anxiety spike ominously, he stood there not knowing what to do with himself now and tried to be patient when the remaining doctor finally walked out of the room where Ichigo was, his expression looking like a goddamned thundercloud was hanging over his head as he walked up to him and simply said.

"My office. Now."

Toshinori's eye's widened a little bit at the man's angry tone and he took a second to cast a questioning look back towards the treatment room. Almost as if he were wondering what Ichigo had done to upset the doctor to the point he'd take his temper out on him. And then he realized he was being ridiculous for thinking such a thing and he started walking after the man. Whom, while in his snit, had decided not to even bother to wait for him.

Walking down the hall a little bit to the man's office Toshinori entered it in time to see the man pouring himself a drink of brandy as he loosened his tie.

"Is everything alright?" He asked as he hesitantly stepped into the office and wondered for a moment if he should shut the door when the guy said.

"No. No everything is not all right."

Fearful that Ichigo was in worse shape than he had initially thought that she was, he started to turn around and leave to go and see her for himself when the doctor finally said, "You need to sit down, sir."

The tone he was using had the distinct bite of underlying outrage to it that made him worry. It was the kind of tone that doctors used when they're pissed about finding something abnormal.

It was really putting him on edge.

"What's going on?" Toshinori asked anxiously as he slowly sank into one of the chairs across the desk from the man as he tossed back his drink before setting his glass aside and then turning his full attention to him.

"Tell me everything that you know about the young woman that you carried here." It wasn't a question or request. It was a demand.

Toshinori frowned and told him everything that he could think of about her. Things that he'd overheard at the café, things like her temper and personality, how she was a good cook. He doubted that the doctor really wanted such trivial information but it was really all that he had to tell for the moment.

So once he was finished the man eyed him almost suspiciously and then heaved a sigh and asked, "That's it? That's all that you know about her?"

"Yes. We just met for the second time yesterday."

"I see." The man said in disappointment before then scrubbing his face with his hands and saying, "I need you to listen to me very carefully and call Principal Nezu, Eraserhead, and your friend from the local police force. We need them here for the rest of this talk."

"W-Why? What has Ichigo-" Toshinori started to ask what the girl could have done, but the doctor held his hand up and silence his question.

"She hasn't done anything that I'm aware of. It's more like...what was done to her."

Feeling as if he'd just been punched on his injured side, Toshinori's hands trembled a little bit as he pulled his cell phone out and called everyone mentioned and asked them to come to Might Tower.

His mind was consumed with so many scenarios as to what the doctor's words could mean, that he barely noticed when he started to have a panic attack until the doctor moved to kneel in front of him and told him to breathe.

Everything was going to be fine. They would sort things out.

It was in that moment that Toshinori felt the nearly overwhelming urge to grab the man by the front of his shirt and snarl that he was a fucking liar. Not long after that the doctor left the room to go and get some things- files and such about what he'd found. Leaving him to his own vices for a time.

Toshinori wasn't sure how long he stayed like that, but it must have been a while since everyone pretty much showed up at the same time. His friends Aizawa and Naomasa were the first to notice his state. But Naomasa was the only one to try and immediately approach him.

His concern apparently outweighed his common sense. Not that Toshinori would hurt him. But he wasn't exactly himself at the moment.

"Toshi! Toshiori, what's wrong?" Naomasa asked as he took one of his hands in his own to get his friend's attention. It worked. Toshinori lifted his head to look at him, but his expression was oddly blank. Which was never a good thing from Naomasa's experience with the blond man.

Aizawa was the next person to move close to him, though he didn't do anything but give the blond man a brief shoulder squeeze to let him know that if he needed anything, he could come to him.

Nezu didn't seem overly concerned about Toshinori's mental state. Though he was somewhat had to read due to the fur and stuff. He did however brush by the blond, and allow him to reach out absently and lightly run his slender fingertips along the fur between his ears. Because Toshinori tended to do that when he was upset, and had confessed once that it made him feel just a little bit better to do so.

Which was the only reason why Nezu allowed it.

Not long after they had all joined him, the doctor came back with file clutched in one hand, looking just a tad bit flustered. "Is everyone here?" He asked as he scanned their faces, as if double checking before nodding to himself and entering the office and shut the door behind him. "Forgive the impromptu meeting, gentlemen. However I had Mr. Yagi call you all here for a reason..." The doctor said as he moved over to his seat as Aizawa asked in a lightly angry tone,

"What's wrong with Toshi?"

The doctor stopped for a moment and let his gaze flicker to the blond before frowning and saying, "He's...upset. Which is kind of understandable. He's...concerned about the young lady that he brought in earlier. However I found some things when I examined her that...may possibly need to be looked into by a pro-hero or someone who works with the police."

"What kind of things?" Nezu asked curiously.

"Well...uh..." The doctor started to say as his eyes flitted to Toshinori for a moment before nervously leaning forward some and asking Naomasa to keep a tight hold of the blond just in case he got mad. He really, really didn't want his boss lunging across the room for his throat just because he informed them all of something that he didn't like. Once he was sure that the officer had a decent hold onto one of the blond man's shoulders, he started talking again. "Anyways...when I examined the young lady- I did so under the assumption that she had an animal based quirk. However she doesn't have a quirk. Animal or otherwise. Which...didn't exactly explain her animal-like ears and tail and her heat cycle so I decided to check some things using my quirk."

"Now, before I go any further here, my quirk is a lot like being able to x-ray the human body and it allows me to see everything. Scar tissue, fractures and broken bones, trauma to a person's organs, body modifications- I can see it all. Which is why I've asked Mr. Yagi to call all of you here..."

"I-I found a lot of stuff. Terrible stuff. Much of it is consistent with years of physical abuse, assaults, some forms of excessive combat training- but the worst of it. The worst of it has to do with the multiple modifications that she's undergone."

"She's had modifications done?" Toshinori asked as he leaned forward a little bit in his seat. His eyes had just taken on a freakishly scary cold and lifeless look that made the doctor nearly start sweating bullets as he eyed him nervously, and he slowly said.

"To be fair, a lot of those modifications look as if they were done...without consent. Some of them even looked as if they had been done when she was a lot younger. Like in her early teens, younger."

Toshinori suddenly stood up, causing the doctor to let out a terrified scream and quickly dive for cover behind his desk as the blond shook off Naomasa's hand and headed for the door. If someone had modified Ichigo, then he wanted to hear what happened from her own lips.

And then once he had the whole story, he was going to hunt down whoever had dared to mess with such a sweet girl. And he was going to rip out their spines and skull fuck them with them.