After a day of dead ends and bad leads, I returned home late at night. I'd hoped to get home at a reasonable time so I could spend some time with Amy before she left for her training camp the following morning, bright and early. As I opened the front door, the first thing I noticed was the sound of the adorable ponies she'd grown to love so much, she'd been watching the show lately. The second thing I noticed was a stack of board games sitting on the dining room table. I smiled to myself, thinking she must have invited one of the girls from her class over so she wouldn't get lonely. I was relieved to know she hadn't spent the day alone worrying.

I shut the door quietly and stepped into the dining room and glanced over at the living room. The faint whirring of an imaginary alarm went off in my head. An inhuman sound I'd never made before escaped me and I involuntarily shifted into my muscular form as I spotted Amy wrapped in a blanket, with a very familiar boy who had made his way to the top of my 'keep away from Amy' list holding her in his arms. They were both sound asleep on the loveseat. The sound that escaped me was a cross between a panicked shriek and an angry growl and startled them both awake. They sprung away from each other and turned to me in a dazed panic still disoriented and groggy from their nap. If I didn't have such strong feelings about keeping boys away from Amy, I would have thought the scene cute but the internal rage and panic trumped everything else.

TOSHINORI! BEAT THAT BOY TO A BLOODY PULP! GET HIM AWAY FROM OUR DAUGHTER! Ayumi's voice raged in the back of my mind. I wasn't entirely sure what expression was on my face but had a feeling it must be terrifying as both Amy and Young Shinso paled considerably. On top of Ayumi's raging, the alarm bells were going insane repeating "Warning! Boy!" over and over again.

What the hell was a I supposed to do?! I wasn't equipped to handle this kind of crisis, despite Ayumi's suggestion to beat the boy to a bloody pulp, I couldn't do that (no matter how much I wanted to). I was The Symbol of Peace; I couldn't beat up children simply for getting too friendly with my daughter. As this thought crossed my mind, I repeated the phrase 'too friendly' a few times to myself before remembering the nature of his quirk. All capability to think rationally was suddenly gone as I thought of him using his quirk to put Amy in a compromising position. I clenched my fists at my sides.

"Ah...I should go..." Shinso cleared his throat nervously.

"Smart lad." My voice came out in a snarl, surprising even myself. I'd never felt this kind of rage before. It wasn't safe for the boy to be here any longer in my current state, I feared I might actually unleash hell on him.

Shinso headed for the door.

I stopped him as a fraction of my rationality came back, "it's late, I'll call you a cab but you're waiting on the porch." I grumbled. No matter how much I despised the boy at this very moment, I was still a UA teacher and he a UA student it would be irresponsible of me to let him find his way home alone at this hour.

"Alright," he looked apprehensive and like he thought better than to argue with me, which was a smart move on his part, "by the way, don't be upset with The Princess...I really didn't give her a choice." He admitted nobly.

Amy looked to him wide eyed, "Hitoshi, that's no-."

I held my hand up to stop her and she threw a heartbreaking look back at me. I was too upset right now to be able to process anything she had to say rationally. "I figured as much." I responded coolly.

Shinso offered a smile to Amy, "see ya around, Princess Scaredy Cat."

"Don't count on it." I grumbled.

"D-Dad!" Amy cried.

I had to stay strong, "go to your room."

Tears welled in her eyes and I noticed picture frames on the wall and various other pieces of furniture begin to rattle as she started to lose her grip on her quirk. It broke my heart to see her look so upset but I had to be strong. Ayumi told me when it came to boys, I had to lay down the law, that probably meant being tough with Amy from time to time no matter how much it hurt. She retreated to her room in tears.

Shinso frowned but made his way outside without a word. I took a few deep breaths as I called a cab to take Shinso home. She'd called him by his first name! I was not ready for this. It was horrifying enough when she'd called Young Midoriya by his first name and I liked him! Shinso was dangerous.

"Ayumi, what do I do here?" I groaned as I rubbed my temples. My body shifted back to it's weakened form and I let out a heavy sigh. Would it really be so bad if I locked her away?

Go out there and beat that punk black and blue! UNITED STATES OF SMASH! Ayumi's voice screamed in the back of my mind.

"I can't do that." I mumbled. Great, now I was responding to her out loud.

As I took a moment to calm down, I noticed random things around the house beginning to levitate off the ground. Amy was upset. I had to figure out how to talk to her without upsetting her further but I also felt this was an instance that warranted a little sternness. Just thinking of being stern with her made me feel sick to my stomach as I imagined making her cry. It was hard enough knowing I'd already made her tear up, if she broke down after a scolding, I feared I'd never recover. Amy was a sweet kid, and a good kid. She hadn't done anything out of malice, she did everything with the purest of intentions. It was most assuredly Shinso's fault.

I sighed and made my way to her room, dodging a coffee table about to go into orbit. I pushed open her bedroom door and felt my heart clench in my chest as I spotted her crying atop her bed. My resolve weakened. No! I can't do this! I can't be stern with her! I just want to hold her and tell her it's all going to be okay.

I cleared my throat to let Amy know I was there and sat beside her on her bed. I reached over to put a hand on her back in an attempt to console her and felt my heart plummet as she shied away from me with a sniffle.

"Amy, look at me." My voice came out a littler sterner than I had intended and I feared I might break as she turned to look at me. Her bright baby blue eyes were filled with tears and her face was flushed from her crying fit. This was not at all how I wanted to spend the last night before she went away for her training camp. I didn't know what to say.

"Hitoshi was lying, he didn't do anything." She sniffled and wiped at her eyes.

"Huh?"

"He didn't use his quirk on me to make me invite him, I did it on my own." She pointed.

If that were the case, my parting words to him probably hurt. I frowned as I heard the slam of a car door and realized the cab had already picked him up. If I'd gotten the wrong idea about him, I'd have to apologize, but it would have to wait.

I sighed, "you know how I feel about boys, especially that one in particular."

"You've got the wrong idea about him." Amy protested.

"He kidnapped you, at least twice now!" I accidentally raised my voice and felt awful as Amy flinched.

"It was a misunderstanding!" She cried, "he was just trying to be nice. He's never done anything with bad intentions."

"His intentions don't matter; he still used his quirk on you and kidnapped you!" I'd raised my voice again and noticed the entire house seemed to be trembling as Amy lost control of her quirk.

More tears streamed down her flushed cheeks, "but-."

I had to stay strong, no matter how much it hurt. "No buts." My voice came out hard and stern and I regretted it instantly as she crumpled onto her bed and hugged her pillow as more tears streamed down her cheeks. TOSHINORI! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING! DON'T MAKE HER CRY! I could practically feel Ayumi punching me in the spine as her voice shrieked in the back of my mind.

Amy buried her face in her pillow.

I wasn't sure that was enough. Wouldn't most parents include some form of punishment? But she was already so upset and I knew she'd beat herself up over it, I didn't want that. I was supposed to be staying strong. "And you're..." I paused to think of the word, I'd never thought I'd have to punish her for anything, "...g-grounded." I tried to stay strong but my voice cracked seeing her so upset. Feeling that was sufficient I placed a hand on her back, "we can discuss it more in the morning, get some sleep." I placed one of the plushies I'd gotten her next to her and felt a sharp pain in my chest as it suddenly flew across the room, rocketing away from her. "Goodnight." I got up and hesitated waiting for a reply. None came. Amy continued crying quietly and my heart crumbled as I left her room.

I slumped against the wall outside her door with a groan. I felt wretched. I couldn't bear to see her so upset, I felt like I was going to be sick. I could feel tears welling in my eyes as I heard her crying from within her room. It was my fault she was crying; I'd been too hard on her. I felt like a miserable wretch and wanted nothing more than to run back in there and tell her I took everything back and promise to take her to Disney World in The States as soon as she got back from her Training Camp. Somehow, I managed to find my resolve and stay strong enough to not go running back into her room.