Trailing the strange man was easier than he'd expected it to be. Especially since the man seemed acutely aware that something was up, but couldn't seem to pin point the problem. And since Toshinori had left U.A in his smaller and less muscular form, then his presence on the street went fairly unnoticed by everyone around him.

After all, without his flashy All Might form he looked just like any other civilian young man.

He'd followed the stranger for the better part of an hour before the man finally seemed to head back to his home which was at least four blocks away. Toshinori followed him down the street to the turn off, absently noting that the man was heading was one of the newly formed subdivisions that had some nice homes already built.

There were several places that had already been put up for sale and sold.

One of which had a nice sized yard and what looked like a nice, cozy two story home that had a tree with a rope swing attached to one of it's limbs and a dirty basket ball out in the yard.

Blinking as the man walked up to the house, Toshinori was slightly startled to hear a feminine voice shout, "Kisuke's back!" Mere seconds before an auburn haired teen appeared from inside of the house and flung herself into the man's arms laughing.

The man caught her easily, and spun around with her before gently depositing her on her feet and then settling his hand on top of her head and ruffled her hair.

"Hello to you too, Orihime. Where's the others?" He asked curiously as he eyed the open door of the house strangely.

"Ichigo, Rukia and Chad are out exploring. I think they said something about going by the local grocery store and doing some shopping before they come back home too."

"Okay. What about Renji and Uryu?"

"They're both down with food poisoning!" The girl chirped happily as the man looked at her strangely before asking,

"You cooked them lunch, didn't you?"

"Yup! My lethal cooking has taken two more victims!" The girl said happily.

"You sound so proud. I'm glad that you aren't cooking us dinner anymore." The man said before then tacking on, "Come on, Hime. Let's go check and make sure that the guys haven't expired." As he started walking towards the house.

The girl giggled as she quickly skipped after him. Not bothered in the least that she had poisoned a couple of people.

Well, that's one kid down. The girl mentioned the others going to the local grocery store, maybe I can find them there. What were their names again? Oh yeah, Ichigo, Rukia and Chad. Toshinori thought to himself as he started walking again. He knew that it was likely a long shot, but he had to be thorough in his findings otherwise he'd waste Nezu's time when he reported back to him.

Ichigo couldn't hear anything over the music pumping through her headphones as she wandered down the isle of the local grocery store. Rukia and Chad had both abandoned her to do the grocery shopping herself since she had wanted to do it.

Which left them both free to continue exploring their new surroundings.

Not that Ichigo envied them any, Chad had already been into two fights with some low life thugs. And Rukia had already somehow picked up a flirtatious stalker, much to the other girl's chagrin.

Humming as she picked up a pear, and looked it over for bruising as she saw someone interesting enter the store out of the corner of her eye. He was tall. Maybe taller than Chad was and had a slightly muscular build, a handsome face, intense blue eyes and a wild mane of semi long blond hair.

Humming again, she let her eyes drift back to the pears. The one in her hand was ripe. But what about it's friends? She'd need at least a dozen or so and once she finished getting them, she'd have to move on to the oranges and then the meats.

Toshinori entered the store feeling exhausted. It had occurred to him half way to his destination that he didn't know what the kids looked like. And thus had no way actually to find them. Which just plain sucked because now he wasn't sure what he'd be reporting to Nezu.

Unless he decided to try staking out the guy's home to see the kids when they returned home.

Sighing, as he decided to pick up a few things while he was there. Especially since it looked more and more as if he'd be getting home much later than he'd originally expected.

Grabbing a basket, he made his way over to one of the fruit displays to check out the oranges since they were one of his favorite snacks when he was out late while working. He was standing there checking a couple of the fruits over when a dark haired girl in her mid to late teens moved over to the display. All he really saw, was movement in his peripheral so it wasn't all that surprising when he reacted according to his many, many years of hero training and automatically flipped her over his shoulder.

The girl let out a weirdly cute sounding squeak instead of the expected scream or yelp as she hit the floor on the other side of him, the oranges that she'd picked up moments prior, falling out of her hands and rolling off somewhere as he looked down at her, frozen in shock by what he'd just done.

For gods sake- how could he have just flipped a kid?! A girl no less.

She hadn't even done anything to him deserving of such an appalling reaction from him with the exception of getting maybe a little bit too close to him when he was a tad bit stressed.

Finally managing to mentally shake himself, he quickly stammered out an apology and reached down to help the poor thing up. "I-I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to flip you like that!" Grasping the girl's arm in his large hand, he couldn't help but notice how fragile the limb felt to him. It was smaller, and felt alarmingly thinner than it appeared.

Lightly tugging her up off of the floor, he couldn't help but note that she seemed much lighter than she should have too. Almost as if she had been sick for an extended period of time or something and was still in the process of healing up. Or maybe her quirk just burned a lot of calories.

It was hard to say which one felt more accurate to him since he didn't have any extra sensory quirk abilities.

"That's alright," The girl said once he had her on her feet again. One hand straying up to her head to straighten her headphones while the other went to her belt to turn the volume down on her CD player. "No harm done." She said kindly, despite the obvious wince of pain that flitted across her face as she reached around to put her hands on her back while looking anywhere but at him.

Which was unusual since he was used to people looking him in the eye whenever he spoke to them. "Ah, I hurt your back." He said in a concerned tone, internally fretting over hurting her.

"You didn't do anything. It was hurting before."

"I can't imagine that my flipping you didn't harm you further. Did you pull a muscle or something?"

"I don't think so. I think it's just bruised."

"Bruised?" He asked, worried that maybe he had really hurt her. It certainly wasn't outside of the realm of possibility for him. He had let her hit the floor pretty hard when he froze up.

She seemed to pick up on his worry by the tone that he used and simply said. "I think it happened earlier today when my friends and I got bored and started roughhousing."

"O-Oh. I see." He said somewhat lamely as he backed off a little bit as she muttered an excuse to leave. He gave her an awkward, tight lipped smile and watched her grab a couple of oranges and then walk off.

Once she was gone, Toshinori got the weirdest urge to follow her. Some small foreign part of his mind pointing out that the girl was somewhat...strange. So maybe it would be good to keep an eye on her? After all, it was starting to get late out. And this specific area was fairly well known for it's villain activity once the sun set.

Would she even be able to make it home without being hassled? Or without hurting her back further? He wondered as he quickly finished up his shopping and then went to check out and decided to hang around and keep an eye out just to be sure.