Toshinori slept his usual few hours upon returning home, and then got up at five a.m. to go about his usual daily morning routine. Which now consisted of getting up, dressing to go jogging- eating some toast with strawberry jam on it, and after his morning run- he came back home, showered and then while he still had some time to himself- he decided to look up anything that he could on Ichigo Kurosaki.

Now don't get him wrong, their meeting the night before had been pleasant enough.

And she seemed like a very, very nice girl. However there was also something just...off about her. He just couldn't quite explain what it was and was hoping that a look at anything that he could pull up on UA's school records and servers might help to explain the strange nagging sensation that he got at the back of his mind when he thought about her.

However upon pulling up her files and such, he found that there wasn't terribly much about her that he could find. There was several encrypted files about her that required a password and special permission from Nezu himself. Which was strange if not a little bit perplexing to him. And he knew that trying to look at them any further would activate Nezu's online security programs that he had rigged to protect the girl's information from being hacked.

Still...seeing that there was something there...something that even Principal Nezu felt that no one should have access too, it made him even more deeply curious about her than before.

Sitting back on his couch, he stared down at the laptop computer perched on his lap and steepled his fingers together and touched one of his knuckles to his mouth as she scanned what he could access on the girl.

Everything from name, date of birth, to blood type was there. And while it was nice to know some of those small things, it still didn't help him with that nagging sensation in the back of his mind.

Huffing slightly, he shut his computer down and then set it aside so that he could go and slip his shoes on and head out to work. Maybe he'd take the long way there and see if he could catch the girl on her way to U.A. while he was at it.

Feeling his lips curve upwards a little bit in a small smile, he grabbed his jacket, wallet and keys before quickly heading out the door. Once he was outside, he took a moment or so to weigh the pro's and con's of using his muscle form to search young Ichigo out.

As a fellow co-worker to himself and other heroes it was alright for him to disclose his secret about his All Might form and his weaker one to her. Especially since she was the security officer and would likely need to work out specific security protocols for when he fought and went past his time limit and such.

Besides, if she didn't find out from him, she might find out from Orihime or the other doctor that would be joining the school's employ.

And while he didn't know the other doctor, he already had a decent feel for Orihime's personality. And he already knew that the woman wouldn't be able to keep his secret any. She was far too talkative.

Not that there was anything wrong with that per sey. It was just a bad characteristic to have when one wanted to keep a secret. That was all.

So once he finished locking up his home, he took a moment to let himself change forms and then took off running as fast as he could. If he went at a semi leisurely speed then he would reach Ichigo's neighborhood in less than five minutes. And might be able to even catch her as she was walking out the door.

Ichigo was dead tired. Literally.

Between meeting her new co-workers the previous evening, running around fighting Hollows all night, not being able to get any damned sleep for the past few days since moving to the city. And tripping down some stairs a little while ago because of a dizzy spell caused by her tiredness and a little bit of a concussion that one of the Hollows had given her several hours prior- she was beyond exhausted.

She was lucky to have not already decided to collapse somewhere and simply take a month long nap.

Thank god she was going to be working in the same place as Uryu, Orihime, and Rukia or else she'd be well on her way to being dead. And not the funny kind either.

Shuffling down the steps of the building where she had taken up residence and quietly made her way to the door, she barely managed to slip her shoes on without falling on her face, and then grabbed her keys and stepped outside.

It was nice out today. Much like it had been for the past few days.

And the second that the sunlight hit her eyes... Ichigo hissed like a vampire and had to resist the urge to absolutely fucking hate the sun.

"Shit. I need sun glasses." She muttered to herself as she stifled a wide yawn behind one of her hands and took a moment to lean against the door to her home so that she could get her bearings. If she didn't, she'd likely face plant in the middle of the street and stay there even if it meant possibly getting run over a few times.

With as tired as she was at the moment, she was totally fine with laying down and becoming street pizza.

Orihime and Rukia would likely be utterly pissed at her for allowing a vehicle or two to run her over. But she was still fine with it just the same.

Finally managing to muster up the strength to move, she slowly pushed away for the building and started walking in the direction of the school. Rukia was supposed to meet her somewhere down the street with food and coffee since she was too fucking tired to even bother to fend for herself.

And after that she was supposed to go straight to the school and begin her work. Orihime already planned to swing by the school around lunch time and feed her again. And maybe look her over from more injuries, just in case she'd accidentally missed something earlier due to her own tiredness.

Ichigo wasn't mad about that though. Orihime was extra tired because of her pregnancy and needed the extra rest. Rukia had been the same way when she'd first gotten pregnant. And now that she was several months along, she was perfectly fine.

So she only had to bear with it for a few more moths barring any complications that may occur.

She was half way down the street when she was hit by another dizzy spell and wound up staggering a little bit and might have actually fallen if not for the fact that someone appeared out of a whirl wind and large hands gently caught her by the shoulders and steadied her.

Startled by the fact that someone was touching her, Ichigo jerked a little bit and snapped her head up to look at the person and came face to face with Japan's number one hero himself.

"W-Wha?"

"Careful, miss. You look as if you're moments away from collapsing." He said, his tone softer than it usually was. Which was unusual for him, and made her frown a little bit.

Before taking the job at U.A. Ichigo and the others had sat down to study up on some of their co-workers. Not in a creepy way or anything. But to figure out some of their personality traits and habits so that they could better interact with them without stepping on anyone's toes.

There was a lot of news coverage on all of them as well as amateur shot videos and shit of some of their fights and heroics on the internet.

And since the guy currently keeping her on her feet was the number one hero- they had taken several days to look up what they could on him.

His name wasn't known to the public, which was understandable since it gave him enough anonymity to protect himself outside of his work. But one of the first things that Ichigo had noticed about him- aside from his size, that is- was the fact that his hero persona was based off of Superman.

Like literally.

He was huge, bigger than life.

However the way that he presented himself to the world was abnormally bold, which spoke of underlying self esteem issues. His self confidence was also abnormal. Which meant that he probably hid his doubts, fears, and concern underneath his smile.

Ichigo had been there before. She tended to smile when she was hurt the most.

If nothing else she felt that it gave her strength and courage to keep going and push her pain aside. All Might was probably the same way. And she wasn't sure why, but that kind of bothered her.

"Are you alright now miss? Or do you need to sit down?" He asked after several moments of silence. His blue eyes curiously locked on her face as a small frown tugged at the corner of his lips as he studied her.

"I-I'm fine." Her speech was slurred a little bit and he could plainly see some dark bruise-like circles underneath her eyes that he could almost swear weren't there the previous evening.

Making a non committal sound, he reluctantly released her shoulders and debated on whether or not he should pick her up and carry her to the nearest hospital or clinic. She really didn't look very good at all to him. However once his hands were away from her, she slowly shook her head and started to move around him.

Muttering a soft thanks to him as she did so.

Still...she didn't look well, and despite his earlier plans he felt that perhaps he should stay close to her and keep an close eye on her.