As far as first meetings and impressions went, their's was a phenomenal mix of bewilderment, panic, terror, dread and such utter helplessness and outrage... At least from where he was standing anyways.

He didn't know where she had come from.

To be perfectly honest, he hadn't expected a young girl barely any older than many of his students at U.A to randomly appear in the middle of a battle ground while he was facing off against his arch nemesis, All For One.

And from the odd way that she reacted. She obviously hadn't meant to land herself there either if the sudden shriek of anger that she let out was any indication at all.

"Dammit Kisuke! What post apocalyptic hell did you stupidly drop me into?!"

To be fair, he didn't know who this 'Kisuke' person was. But if he had indeed purposefully dropped her there, then he deserved every little bit of her ire. Or at least Toshinori thought so anyways as he anxiously tried to keep an eye on her- due to her present location dangerously close to his enemy- and an eye on All For One because he just knew that the bastard would go for her when she least expected it.

And true to form, All For One did go for her.

Toshinori shouted out a warning to her, but she seemed to still be disoriented and simply didn't know what he was shouting at her for until All For One had snatched her up by the back of the neck.

His massive hand easily cutting off her air supply and limiting her struggles as he dangled her up off of the ground, and lifted her up to where his face should have been if Toshinori and his late master Nana hadn't have beaten him so damn badly ten years prior.

"Where did you come from?" He asked, his voice an infuriated growl as he seemed to be studying her. At first glance, the girl didn't seem like anything special. Not even to him. But there was simply something about her... Something that he couldn't quite put his finger on, but his well honed instincts kept buzzing with something akin to- "Power?"

Toshinori stiffened even more, if that was even possible and his breath left his lungs in a worried hiss as his electric blue eyes locked with the girl's own.

Her eyes...they looked so like his late Master's.

There was no fear in her that he could see. If anything she looked completely and utterly pissed to have been grabbed by the neck by some jack wang for no reason whatsoever. She thrashed, and kicked and clawed at All For One's hand in an effort to get him to release her.

Or at least that was how it looked to him when all of a sudden she went totally still. Her arms slowly dropped and for all intents and purposes she looked as if she had either passed out from lack of air or simply expired.

And as afraid as Toshinori was about it being the latter, he didn't dare make any sudden moves just in case. One move from his enemy could easily decapitate her and then there would be no saving her at all.

Finally after what seemed like an eternity, the girl moved again. It was subtle. Definitely a sign that she was still alive. And Toshinori reacted to it like a man dying of starvation. His eyes seeming to latch onto the small movement before all hell broke loose.

And by all hell- he meant the reckless little spitfire hauled off and blasted All For One in the shoulder with some sort of incredibly dense power beam that she shot from the tip of one of her fingers. The damage that the blast did to the villain was beyond startling. It was downright grotesque.

He and every other hero present watched as the villain's arm practically melted off of his torso. It fell to the ground as he let out a loud scream of pain at the same moment the girl deftly landed on the ground and then quickly flipped herself sideways to avoid being hit by his other arm as he lashed out at her.

"Run!" Toshinori screamed at her realizing that the girl had given him an opening that he could exploit. After all, it wasn't as if his enemy could completely defend himself when he was in agony and down a limb.

She looked at him once she was a safe-ish distance from All For One but otherwise didn't move. He gritted his teeth and growled in irritation. Honestly what the hell was wrong with these damned kids nowadays? Why the fuck do they never listen? He wondered as he powered up, using what little bit of his strength that he had left to make another attempts at stopping the mad man.

In the aftermath of the Villain's defeat, he wound up looking for her. His eyes anxiously seeking her out, wondering if she needed medical attention or soemthing only to find that she was gone. Having slipped away while he had been catching his breath and taking his final bow as the Symbol of Peace.

It would be months before he saw her again.

Six months later-

Toshinori walked into the small café that he liked to frequent on specific days during the week for the food- like the vegetable soup, cheese cake, yogurts, muffins and ect. And occasionally the company as well. Despite his days as the Symbol of Peace being well over and done with, he still liked to visit with random people and make new friends if he could.

It was simply something that made him feel...more connected to who he had once been. And it also gave him a sense of purpose that he previously didn't have before as All Might.

He stepped into the café fully intending to sit himself down somewhere and drink some tea and maybe even eat something while he wasted some time since today was one of his rare days off from teaching at U.A.

It was cool outside today. The weather beginning to transition from warm to a little bit cool which was normal for the early days of spring. And since it was cool outside today, he'd wound up wearing a jacket just to keep warm.

The moment that the workers behind the counter noticed him, they called out various friendly greetings to him, and he smiled and waved back as he meandered his way over to his usual spot in the corner over by the window. It was a nice cozy place that allowed him to see both the door and the people bustling around outside.

He often used the corner to quietly observe people for a little bit before randomly picking out someone to sit with and speak to. And often times the people that he observed were fairly entertaining too.

Some of them were really funny too.

For example, there was a ninety one year old woman that liked to come into the café and flirt with some of the waiters. She even had a perchance to sneak pinches on a few of the younger men's butts here and there. Which was always amusing because the young men would get all flustered and drop some stuff here and there. Then the owner of the café would walk over and chastise her.

And she would sass him about how if the boys didn't want their heinie's pinched then they shouldn't bend over close to her. It was a weird argument, but he couldn't help but laugh every time he heard it.

He had just claimed his seat when the small bell hanging over the door jingled, indicating that someone else had decided to come by the café and he paused in shrugging off his jacket so that he could get comfortable when he saw her.

His eyes widened a little bit and his heart started to beat faster in his chest as the workers called out a greeting to her as well. She paused for a moment, her expression just a little bit like a deer-caught-in-a-headlight before she slowly and awkwardly gave them a finger wave and a slightly strained looking smile before meandering over to a table not terribly far away from his own, and sitting down at it.

She looked...different from the last time he'd seen her.

Not that he'd really noticed much about her appearance from before. At least not immediately. But since he'd seen the news footage and other various video recordings of his fight with All For One- he'd managed to get some really good pictures of her face and such so that it would be easier to search for her.

The police had some of them. And so did a few of the pro-heroes that he worked with at U.A.

And yet despite the wide net he'd cast in his efforts to find her, here she was. Waltzing right back into his life like she had before. Only this time, he had absolutely no intention of letting her vanish on him again.

"Ah Ichigo! What are you doing out of school already?" One of the waiters asked as he walked over with a menu for her. Toshinori frowned a little bit and pretended to look elsewhere lest he give himself away as she said,

"How many times do I have to tell you that I don't go to school."

"But you're just a kid. Why wouldn't you go to school?"

"Because I'm in my twenties. And I'm very tired of people making the same assumptions about my age," She said as she leaned her head back a little bit. The waiter smiled at her and asked her if she wanted her usual. And she replied, "Yes. Make the coffee as black as my soul."

Which made the waiter laugh and shake his head as he walked off to leave her alone for a little bit. The moment that he was gone, she took a moment to pull out a wallet and quickly check it to make sure that she had enough money for her...soul black coffee? Plus whatever else she might have been interested in before then replacing it and sighing.

She looked tired and a little bit worn down to him. Signs of exhaustion etched clearly in her features. Which might have contributed some to her...differences in appearance to him. But not entirely. No, another reason that she seemed to look different to him was because she had altered her physical appearance some.

She still had the same face.

Hauntingly lovely, and delicate features. Wide exotic garnet red eyes, just a little bit darker than his student, Bakago's. Her once shoulder length strawberry blond hair had grown out to the middle of her back and had been dyed a pretty blue black color. Even the style was different from before.

Whereas she's had a cute bob style before, she now had a fetching long mullet style that hung prettily around her face and in wispy layers that curled slightly at the tips, down her back.

She looked to have lost some weight as well. Not so much that she was a waling skeleton like himself, but still enough to be slightly alarming to him. Was she not taking care of herself? He wondered as another waiter came over to take his order.

He asked for a peach and hibiscus tea blend and a mix of some blueberry, banana nut, cranberry orange muffins with a side of butter. And before the young man taking his order could walk off, he stopped him by placing a hand on his arm. "Gin, do you know that young lady sitting over there?" He asked curiously.

Gin looked towards her for a moment before frowning and nodding his head. "Yeah, that's Ichigo. Not sure what her last name is...but she's been pretty regular these last few months. S-She's a sweet girl. Ya know how three months ago, Kathy was almost robbed by some thugs?"

Toshinori nodded his head, recalling the incident quite well. Kathy was the café owner's young wife. She'd been nearly five months pregnant at the time when some ruffians had decided to try and rob her. He didn't know all of the specific details of the incident, but from the way that Gin was speaking he believed that it was fairly safe to assume that Ichigo must have had something to do with Kathy returning home safe and unharmed that night.

"Well- no one knows this except for the boss, Kathy, myself and maybe one or two others who work here. But apparently Kathy wasn't nearly robbed in an alley. The thugs that grabbed her, dragged her a block away, into an old condemned building. They were armed with guns too."

"Guns?"

Gin nodded soberly and leaned down a little bit to tell him the rest of the story, "Apparently they were planning to kill Kathy once they robbed her. Ichigo mentioned to her that she'd seen her get grabbed so she followed them to the building where she found Kathy about to be killed. Kathy said that one of the guys shot her three times-"

"Kathy!"

"What? No! Ichigo. Now hush!" Gin snapped at him causing Toshinori to quickly place his hands over his mouth and not make another sound so that he could hear the rest of the story. "Anyways, after she disarmed and beat the thugs up. She walked Kathy home to make sure that she made it safely. But soon after that she collapsed a little ways away from here due to blood loss. She nearly bled to death on the sidewalk before anyone even found her."

Toshinori didn't think that he could take hearing anymore for the moment. He was just...aghast by what he'd just been told. If he had known that the girl was anywhere nearby long before now- he could have protected her from being hurt in the first place. But if he had...Kathy and her baby would both be dead now. Wouldn't they?

"That's horrible..."

"Yeah. But just the same, everyone's grateful to Ichigo for saving Kathy. And Old Kath keeps referring to her as her new favorite hero." Gin said with a wink before he decided to go and put his order in. Toshinori waved him off and resumed watching the girl for a time.

Even when both of their orders were brought out to them, he still watched her.

She hadn't bothered to order any food, though some sandwiches still wound up on a plate on her table. Courtesy of the café owner, most likely.

She had been sitting at her table for the better part of an hour, drinking her coffee and nibbling on her free food when someone, the owner's wife Kathy, came rushing over and practically pounced on her. The girl let out a weird little yelp as Kathy practically flopped down in her lap and wound her arms around her neck.

"Hello my hero!"

"H-Hello Kathy."

"I'm so excited to see you! The baby will be coming soon and I wanted you to help me sort through some names."

"Shouldn't that be...uh, y-you're husband's job?"

"Oh don't worry, he won't mind any. Besides, he gets to veto anything totally outrageous that we might come up with."

"Then you should add a few sucky names to your list just for funsies."

"I know, right." Kathy said with a gleeful smile and then let out a little squeak as Ichigo abruptly stood up with her in her arms, not the least bit bothered or encumbered by the woman's heavier weight, and then gently deposited her in one of the spare seats and then pushed her plate of semi-untouched food towards her. "I'll never understand how you can do that." Kathy groused.

"Do what?" Ichigo asked as she slowly sat back down.

"How you can pick me up as if I'm some tiny little thing instead of a beached whale."

"You aren't a beached whale. And anyone who gives you that impression deserves to be beaten black and blue."

"Aww. You know just what to say to make a woman blush." Kathy said playfully before then saying, "But that still doesn't explain how you can pick me up so easily. I weigh about two hundred pounds now." As she picked up an untouched sandwich and bit into it.

Ichigo hummed, not daring to make any comment about the woman's present weight since she knew very well about the traps that some pregnant women tended to set for entertainment purposes. Plus as much as she liked Kathy, she wasn't about to get herself punched for making her feel fat.

"So how do you do it? Is it part of you're quirk?"

"I don't have a quirk."

"Huh?" Kathy asked as she slowly chewed what was in her mouth as she frowned at the younger woman. "What do you mean you don't have a quirk?" She asked curiously.

Behind her Toshinori leaned forward in his seat a little bit while pretending to be messing with his stuff. His interest had already sort of been even more piqued than before by Ichigo when she'd stood up with Kathy in her arms. So naturally he wanted to hear what the girl said.

"Nope. No quirk. I was born with a few genetic...conditions. One naturally augments my physical strength to that beyond a normal persons. And another is...well, I have a terrible time with my pain receptors. Because of that, I've gotten hurt quite a bit and suffered from a lot of internal and nerve damage."

"T-That's terrible! Can't the doctor's do anything to help you?"

"Nah," Ichigo replied with a slight shrug. "It was just the way that I was born. There's nothing to fix because there's technically nothing broken."

"I-Is that why- Before when those men were going to-" Kathy asked as she slowly reached out and put her hand on the girl's chest, right over her heart. "I saw you get shot. It didn't even seem to phase you."

"It's hard to be phased by something when you don't feel it like you should." Ichigo said gently as she reached up and removed the woman's hand from her. The lies were like acid on her tongue. But it was really the one of the few most believable stories that she could come up with as far as explaining some of her...eccentricities to people.

After all, she couldn't say that she was augmented. People would think that she had something done to her illegally with prior knowledge or something when that was actually the farthest thing from the truth.

She had been augmented by her own natural abilities- without knowing- as well as Rukia's borrowed Soul Reaper power, her own, Kisuke's tinkering with her body without her knowing about it. And of course, Aizen's own tinkering. Because he was an insane and delusional mother fucker.

She also had one last body modification that she was trying desperately to hide at present so that she could appear more...normal. At least as far as she was concerned anyways.

It was something that had appeared gradually while she'd been integrating herself into society here. And she blamed Kisukue for it all the fucking way. Because there was just something about it that irked the shit out of her because it really did look like something that he might have done to her without her knowledge or consent.

But in the days and weeks since her arrival in this strange new world, she'd grown black fur covered cat ears and a bloody tail. Both of which irked her frigging endlessly because now she had even more issues on top of her usual issues. One of which was something that she was still having some difficulty understanding due to her very prominent humanity.

But according to the doctor that she'd managed to see earlier...the cat...stuff, apparently came with something a little extra. Something that she was sorely tempted to have removed so that she would never have to deal with the humiliation of it.

After all, how was she supposed to even fucking function if she wound up brushing up against someone of the male persuasion and liked them so much that she literally went into heat like a damned animal?

She could feel her face heating up from just the thought of it.

"Are you alright, Ichigo? You're face is pink." Kathy asked as she continued to munch on her pilfered sandwich as she stared at the girl.

Toshinori wouldn't swear to it, but he thought that he saw her hair twitch a little bit and cocked his head curiously as he squinted a little bit to see if he could see whatever it was that had moved underneath the dark silk strands. It was a little bit hard to tell at first, but after a moment or so he saw it. Black fur tipped ears were peeking out from underneath the girl's blue black hair a little bit.

Wolf ears? He wondered as he blinked. They twitched a little bit again and he was hit by the sudden urge to hide a chuckle behind one of his hands. No- she doesn't have wolf ears. He thought in amusement as he tried desperately to hide his amusement. She had fucking cat ears. She probably had a tail too, though he couldn't see it anywhere because she probably had it hidden underneath her clothing or something.

Still, it would explain quite a bit about why he hadn't been able to find her up until now.

He'd described her to the others as a normal girl with no extra appendages whatsoever. That was his bad. He should have thought that maybe she had some. After all, quirks and the like ran rampant among the masses. And the cat attributes did seem to be quirk related.

Though he didn't quite understand why she would lie about not having a quirk.

"Hey, Kathy do you know anything about...uh...c-cat's when they're in heat?" Ichigo asked as she nervously fidgeted with a napkin that was lying on the table next to her arm.

Toshinori suddenly sat up totally straight in his seat as his earlier humor fled him. Please god don't let her be asking because of the reason that he just thought of. He mentally chanted to himself. Because as much as animal based quirks were rare, the fact that people occasionally went into animal heat-like states was even rarer.

Like one out of every ten thousand people kind of rare.

However it did happen. And those people often times wound up suffering a great deal of damage if they weren't properly taken care of by someone who knew how to care for them. From a medical standpoint that was.

He'd had to arrest quite a few people during his hero career for sexually assaulting people in heat-like states because they were too out of their minds to properly consent to intercourse. Which at present was one of his main concerns for her.

"Cat's in heat? A little bit. Why? You planning to try breeding some rare cat's or something."

"N-No. Nothing like that. I'm..uh..g-going to be cat sitting a nice little cat that is about to go into it's first heat and I was wondering what I should do to make her more comfortable."

"Ah, alright. Well, let me see here. I only had a small amount of contact with cats in heat. But I do know that they're very vocal and tend to move around a lot meowing and yowling and stuff in an effort to call a tom to them. Also, they like rubbing themselves up against things. Almost as if their skin itches underneath their fur. They roll around and try to look...appealing?" Ichigo listened carefully as she picked up her coffee and started to take a sip when she heard Kathy say, "They also like being touched. They arch into it more than normal and even practically beg for it. They follow your hand almost desperately, kind of like their touch starved."

Ichigo wound up choking on her drink when it went down the wrong pipe and quickly had to set it aside. The mental images of her crying out and practically begging for someone to touch her was a little bit too...stimulating for her virgin mind.

She didn't like what her mind was showing her either. It made her feel...disgustingly slutty. And considering how old fashioned she was, that wasn't exactly a comfortable feeling.

"You know what- I think that I'll just look some stuff up on the net. I might be able to borrow a computer from one of my neighbors back at the apartment. So...uh, thanks." Ichigo suddenly said in a rush, not wanting to hear anymore.

"No problem." Kathy said as she watched the girl quickly pull her wallet out and start to place some money down on the table when she stopped her by simply saying. "Don't bother paying kid, your money's no good here. Also, we didn't bother to come up with any baby names."

"Anubus and Iris."

Kathy scrunched up her nose as Ichigo stood up and said, "Those names sound foreign."

"They are. Anubus is...the name of a god of the dead. And Iris is a really pretty, sweet smelling purple flower."

"Why name a kid after a god of the dead?"

"Because if I had a kid- I would genuinely want he/she to have a totally pant's pissingly terrifying name. I mean, like the kind that can simply send people fleeing from him/her in abject terror just hearing it."

"You're future son/daughter sounds like their going to have a lot of trouble making friends."

"They'll also spend quite a few years in therapy, but I'm totally fine with that." Ichigo said as she leaned over and gave the woman a quick kiss to her forehead before then saying, "I expect to see little Jamie the next time I come in here." And then walked away.

Toshinori quickly stood up from his seat and grabbed his jacket as he set some money down on the table and then hurried to catch the girl before she could disappear.