By the time noon rolled around, Toshinori was thoroughly convinced that young Ichigo must be a villainess. A diabolical one too. Or at the very least a witch of some sort who'd cast a spell on him when he hadn't been looking. He still hadn't managed to get much work done because he kept letting his eyes stray to her sleeping form.

Granted that wasn't totally her fault.

After all, she hadn't asked to be attacked after he'd walked her home- which was in part the reason why she was currently lying on his couch. But he was going to damned well blame her until she finally woke up and left. Or at least that was his plan anyways.

However at ten minutes after noon, some sort of alarm sounded on her cell phone. Causing the girl to bolt upright where she'd slept, suddenly wide awake and very much aware that she wasn't exactly where she was supposed to be.

He blinked at her, as she took a moment to look around his office before then digging her cell out of her pant's pocket and turned the alarm off before heaving a tired sigh and then looked at him again.

"Toshinori?"

"Ah, yes."

"How did I get here?"

"Oh! All Might brought you by after he took you to see Recovery Girl. Apparently you collapsed on him this morning and wouldn't wake up. So he got worried." He explained smoothly as she slowly removed his jacket from her and put her feet on the floor.

"I see." She said after a moment or so of contemplative silence. "I'll have to thank him, and apologize for worrying him later then."

Toshinori hummed softly, all earlier thoughts of her being a villainess or a witch quickly melting away. Right along with his irritation at not being able to get anything done.

"I'm sorry that you got stuck keeping an eye on me, Toshinori." She said in an apologetic tone as she stood up. "I should go and...do something productive with the rest of my day."

"You don't have to rush off-" He started to say but she merely shook her head at him and moved to give him his jacket back.

"I really need to put in some work since it's my first day. Plus I also need to check in with Rukia and Orihime. One of them was supposed to give me some food this morning, and I never made it. She's probably been freaking out and looking for me. In fact, she'll probably smack me really hard when she next sees me."

"O-Oh. I'm sorry." Toshinori said suddenly looking as if someone had just kicked his puppy. Ichigo cocked her head a little bit as she studied him, noting that for an older guy- he sort of looked pretty cute.

"S'okay. It's not your fault." She said as she set his jacket down on his desk and blinked as the 'kicked puppy' look only seemed to intensify. Shit. I need to get out of here before he cries or something. Ichigo thought as she awkwardly excused herself.

Toshinori watched her leave with a thoughtful look on his face and as his office door clicked shut he thought, It's definitely got to be hormones. Nothing else in the world could make him act like such a freak.

Unless he was actually right about her being a witch of some sort.

Growling in annoyance, he looked away from his office door just in time to note the time on the clock hanging on his wall and let out a string of curses as he grabbed his jacket and shrugged it on- trying to ignore the fact that it sort of smelled like young Ichigo- and then grabbed his papers and other things and rushed to get to his first class for the day.

Sure enough, Rukia was with Orihime when she showed up to check on her. And the moment that the petite, violet eyes woman saw her- alive and well and not dead in a ditch somewhere- she hit her. Hard.

"Ow! You violent midget! What the shit?" Ichigo growled out as she rubbed where Rukia had hit her. Christ her boney little knuckles were hard! Ichigo thought as the petite beauty practically started to beat her with her purse as she yelled at her.

"You idiot! How dare you scare the hell out of me like that! I thought that you were dead in a ditch somewhere!"

"I know."

"I looked everywhere that I could think of! I even went and dragged Orihime along when I went to the police station!"

"O-Okay."

"And here you are, safe-"

"You're beating the crap out of me, in broad fucking daylight! How safe could I really be- ow!" Ichigo yelped as Rukia's purse connected with her shoulder blade. Orihime let out a small hysterical sounding laugh at the funny spectacle that they made as Rukia finally got tired of hitting her with her purse and stood there panting. Ichigo rubbed at her shoulder as she glowered at the smaller woman for a moment before growling, "Jesus, Rukia. Do you carry frigging bricks in that thing or what?"

Orihime quickly slapped a hand over her mouth to stifle her laughter further as Ichigo looked back and forth between her and Rukia in disbelief, because surly Rukia wasn't crazy enough to actually hit her with bricks in her fucking purse, as the smaller woman opened the purse up and dumped out a couple of actual honest god bricks.

"Oh you bitch." Ichigo hissed out in a mock angry tone as Rukia simply sighed looked at her for a moment before saying.

"Sorry, but you sort of had that crap coming for worrying me and Orihime."

"Yeah, yeah." Ichigo grumbled. "My daily beating aside, did you guys need anything?"

"Well, Orihime and I were going to check out our offices and see if there is anything that they're missing." Rukia said. Orihime nodded her head enthusiastically.

"We even thought about making lists for things that our work space may need. Tools, first aid kids, pain meds-"

"That's...actually a good idea." Ichigo said as she finally dropped her arm. "Do you two have note pads and pens?" Both women pulled little note pads out and a couple of pens too and held them up for their friend to see. "Alright, when you're done making your lists- bring them to me and I'll see if I can find as many things listed as possible."

"You don't have to do that-" Orihime started to say as the younger girl waved off her words.

"I know. But the two of you are expecting. And there's simply some stuff that you're limited to not doing. If there's anything on the lists that I can find for you, then humor me, and let me."

"Alright." Orihime said with a sigh. Rukia grumbled something about 'stubborn jerks' that had Ichigo reaching out and promptly pinching one of her cheeks. The dark haired woman yelped, loudly and quickly smacked at her hand to get her to let go of her face.

Ichigo sniggered at the perturbed look on the smaller woman's face before then waving them both off so that they could go and do stuff while she sorted some more of her own shit out.