Wow! Okay! Well, I'm back to the writing scene! Woo! I've been working on this for about… A while now. Haha. Well, It's important that you read this! I decided to set this story in Like… America, so The High School years are 9th-12th. I just find it easier that way. Everyone may seem a lil OOC, but I'm gonna work on that as time goes on. Umm.. Well, Aside from being my comback(hopefully), this story was inspired by fanart. Haha.

I hope that you like this so… Yeah. =] I'm just nervous, I guess.

Rating: T for mild language and future scenes.

Pairings: None as of now, future GrimmIchi among other pairings.

Disclaimers: I don't own any of the characters in the story, I just put them in fun situations. =].

AU Bleach Yaoi-Read at your own risk. ;]

Okay, as a NOTE, ... means a scene change. I went back and fixed all of them ;D

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"I know! I so cannot wait! I doubt I'll even be able to sleep tonight! I'd take something to sleep, but then I might take too much and oversleep! I defiantly wouldn't want to do that! Hmm… Maybe I should have gone over to Rukia's house… Oh no!" Orihime excitedly babbled over the phone to Ichigo.

"Orihime, calm down," Ichigo chuckled. "You're over thinking things. It's gonna be just fine. It's only out first day of high school," he muttered.

"ONLY? It's such a big deal! All of the people! I'm so nervous!" the teen squealed. ""Well… Do you think there are going to be any cute guys?" she asked.

"Of course! I bet there are tons of them! Just don't let them stare at your chest for too long…" he laughed. Ichigo was actually surprised she asked him that question, she used to have the biggest crush on him… Before he came out to her as gay, anyways. Since then he's been totally and completely close to her. The usual all night conversations about boys, actually staring about said boys, and all of the other perks of having a gay best friend. And he didn't forget Rukia, of course. Coming out to her had actually been fun. She immediately tried to hook him up with Renji, the other "gay kid".

"So what do you think?" she asked.

"Wh… Think about what?" he replied dumbfounded.

"Ichigo! Were you even paying attention?" she accused him.

"Sorry Orihime… I was just thinking about Renji…" he trailed off.

"Oh? Are you thinking about taking Rukia's offer of hooking you two up?" she giggled.

Ichigo sighed. "No, I'm not. He's a great guy and everything, but I can't see him like that. He's more of a… Big brother." he explained. "Now what were you asking my opinion on?"

"Oh… I see… Well, I was trying to figure out what to wear tomorrow… I was thinking either my electric blue skinny jeans with my "SexyBeast" shirt, or the pink skinny jeans with my white pink striped Hollister shirt…" she blurted out in one breath. "Well?"

"Umm…" Ichigo muttered. "Why don't you call Rukia and ask for advice? I bet she's still up…" he suggested.

"Good idea! I'll talk to you tomorrow! Rukia and I will be outside your house, okay? I love you! Goodnight!" she sighed.

"Yeah… See you tomorrow. Night. Love you, too." Ichigo grunted as he ended the conversation, pushing the END button on his cell. He fell back down on his bed and let out an exasperated sigh. He was actually nervous about tomorrow, he just wouldn't admit it. "Great. High school. Soooo much fun…" he mumbled to himself, looking over at his alarm clock. It read "10:47 P.M.", blinking on and off. "I guess I'd better get to bed then…" he yawned, pulling the covers over his head. Slowly, he started to drift off to sleep… Dreaming of what tomorrow will bring…

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"BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!" blared the small black alarm clock.

Ichigo slammed down on it, hitting the silence button several times. He rubbed his eyes, trying to shake the sleep off his body. He stood up groggily and walked to his closet, pulling out an outfit. While he slipped his jeans on, he flipped open his cell checking all of his missed alerts. "Seven missed calls… ALL from Orihime…" he laughed. "Wow. Maybe Rukia was asleep…" he wondered aloud. Grabbing his backpack, he walked down the stairs. "All right! I'm heading off to school! See you guys later!" he called out to the house, hoping his family heard him. He walked out into the morning sun and put a hand up to shield his eyes. He waved and smiled as he saw Rukia and Orihime's approaching figures.

"Ichigo! Are you ready?" Rukia asked, walking up to him. She was wearing a nice fitting pair of blue jeans with a white shirt and blue denim jacket. "This is all I had to wear, I guess I should have done my laundry," she laughed.

"Are you kidding? It looks great!" Orihime chimed in, crouching down to tie her shoes.

"Yeah, but not compared to yours!" she said, smiling at Ichigo. "We were up all night getting it ready, we tried calling you, but you wouldn't answer."

"Yeah… I was actually trying to get sleep tonight," he frowned. At that moment, he finally saw what Orihime was wearing. She had on a pair of grey skinny jeans and a blue and green BOTDF tee. "Wow! You do look good!" he mumbled.

"Psh! You're more hot then both of us!" she grinned, checking out what he was wearing. A Nice form fitting black Metro Station tee and perhaps the tightest pair of midnight black skinny jeans he's ever worn. "If you weren't gay I'd so rape you," she giggled.

"Thanks? I hope it's not too much…" he fumbled with his hair nervously.

"Not even! All of the guys, and girls, are gonna want to eat you up!" Rukia assured him. "Now, can we get walking?"

The three teens started walking, making idle conversation about what they were expecting. Classmates, teachers, even lunch. Before they knew it, they had arrived at the school. Many other students had already arrived, making their way into the various large buildings. "Wait… Where are we supposed to pick up our schedules?" Ichigo asked, starting to feel slightly panicked. "This place is so big…"

"I think we're supposed to go to that building," Orihime pointed to a large building in the center of the campus. "I mean… I think that's where the main office is located… I could be wrong…" she muttered, looking around for people they might know.

"Well, I guess we'll just try that," Ichigo set off for the building. The trio walked into the building, staring in awe. Tall, marble columns rose to the ceiling on the third floor, the entire inside of the building decorated for the return of the students and a new school year. Staircases spiraled around, snaked up walls, zig-zagged, and everything in between.

Ichigo was still gaping in awe when a voice came from behind him. "It sure is amazing… Huh? I remember my freshman year… I got lost so many times," the voice chuckled.

"Yeah… It's… Wow," Ichigo stammered at a loss for words. He turned around to meet the voice and saw something even more gorgeous than the building. Another teen was looking at him expectantly. He had a set of deep, blue eyes. Strong and piercing, Ichigo felt as if he were slowly sinking of two tidal pools of emotion. His striking blue hair was styled to defy any law of gravity, and he was just a bit taller then the younger teen.

"Well? Aren't you going to introduce yourself?" he asked nonchalantly.

"Huh…?" Ichigo mumbled, still looking into his eyes.

At that point, deciding it was too painful to keep watching Ichigo humiliate himself, Rukia stepped in and stomped on Ichigo's foot. "This is Ichigo, who wants to know?" she asked flirtatiously.

The older man scoffed. "Heh. Ichigo. Nice name. Mine's Grimmjow." he replied, not even bothering to look at Rukia.

"Grimmjow, what are you…" another girl came over, noticing Ichigo and Rukia. "Oh? And who might you be?" she smiled down at the two. Her short, unkempt, blonde hair tied into braids framing her shining emerald eyes.

Ichigo held out a hand to her. "My name is Ichigo, and this is my friend Rukia," he shook her hand. Soft, mocha colored skin moving gracefully with his in their short handshake.

"Well, my name is Tia Halibel, but most people just refer to me as Halibel," she explained. "Anyways, welcome to Crystal Chasm High!"

"Umm… Excuse us, but do you know where we could pick up our schedules?" Orihime came over, looking at Halibel and Grimmjow curiously.

"Hmp. Yet another lost freshman," Grimmjow smirked, not taking his eyes off Ichigo, making the teen blush madly. "So, woman, what's your name?" he asked, facing Orihime.

"O-Orihime…" she stuttered.

Halibel turned to Grimmjow with a grin pulling at the corner of her mouth. 'You seem to have taken an interest in these three…' she thought. Pointing to a large office with several windows, she looked back at the three freshman. "That's the main office and you can pick up what you need in there. I hope your first day isn't too shitty," she said, walking off with Grimmjow.

"That was…" Rukia muttered.

"Strange?" Orihime finished for her.

"Yeah, defiantly." Ichigo scoffed. "Well, I guess we should go pick up those damned schedules."

They made their way into the office, and walked up to the counter. A young girl was standing behind it filing her nails. Sounding totally bored without even looking up at the three, she recited, "Hello. My name is Menoly and I assume you're here to pick up your schedule. Give me your year, and first and last name and you will receive your schedule."

"Ichigo Kurosaki, grade nine."

"Orihime Inoue, grade nine."

"Rukia Kuchiki, grade nine."

The blonde looked up, blue eyes going wide at the sight of Ichigo. "Hmm… My, my. We sure do have some… Delicious freshman this year," she purred, looking through the files. "Loly is sure gonna love this," she giggled, handing Ichigo is schedule. Rukia and Orihime tried to suppress their laughter, but it came out in a fit of hysterical giggles. "And what in the hell do you think you stupid hoes are laughing about?" she demanded, slamming their schedules down on the table.

"Oh nothing…" Rukia gasped out in between laughs. "Except for the fact that he's gay," she giggled, retrieving the two girls' schedules.

"No… Freakin… Way! All of the hot ones are gay! Ugh!" she exclaimed, sitting down on the stool behind the counter.

Another girl walked into the room dressed with less clothes on than a corner girl. "Hmm? Now there's some nice…" she started, looking Ichigo up and down.

"Save it Loly, He's a faggot," the other girl grunted.

"Another cock sucker? Damn! How many are there now? And why are they all hot? It's so not fair if you ask me," she greeted the three with an apathetic wave.

"Hey! Don't call him that you dumb bimbo!" Rukia retorted angrily. "There are better ways to address him, you know."

"Yeah, but I prefer ccccooooccckkk ssssuuuucccckkkkeeeerrrr," Loly sneered, dragging out each letter.

"C'mon guys… Lets just leave…" Ichigo mumbled, pulling at Rukia's arm.

"Yeah, why don't you listen to the dumb fag?" Menoly giggled, giving Loly a high five.

"You know what? Both of you are just jealous that he gets more COCK than both of you combined! And he doesn't have to resort to showing off most of his body. Maybe if you didn't have such a butchy hair cut and if you didn't go around showing off what little of a bust line you have then you could actually get a decent guy! So if I were you, I wouldn't mess with them, because I'll personally kick both of your asses!" a voice came from a corner of the room.

"Rangiku!" Orihime exclaimed. "Oh my gosh! I've missed you so much!" Orihime cried happily as she ran to give the well endowed girl a hug.

Ichigo and Rukia looked at Loly and Menoly, reading their shocked expressions, and left the office in a fit of laughter. "That was freaking amazing Rangiku!" Rukia grinned, giving the older teen a hug.

"No problem. So, what class do you guys have first?" she asked the trio.

"Here, just read them. It's much more simple than us reading out entire schedule," Ichigo snorted, handing her the slip of paper. Orihime and Rukia followed his example.

Ichigo Kurosaki

1st period-English I Pre-AP; Jushiro Ukitake

2nd period-Algebra I; Ise Nanao

3rd period-World History; Barragan Luisenbarn

4th period-Imaginative Writing; Yoruichi Shihōin

B Lunch

5th period-P.E.; Zaraki Kenpachi

6th period-Spanish I; Neliel Tu Oderschvank

7th period-Biology AP; Soi Fon.

Rukia Kuchiki

1st period-English I Pre-AP; Jushiro Ukitake

2nd period-Geometry; Rojuro Otoribashi

3rd period-World History; Barragan Luisenbarn

4th period-Psychology; Byakuya Kuchiki

B lunch

5th period-P.E.; Zaraki Kenpachi

6th period-Spanish I; Neliel Tu Oderschvank

7th period-Biology AP; Soi Fon.

Orihime Inoue

1st period-English I Pre-AP; Jushiro Ukitake

2nd period-Geometry; Rojuro Otoribashi

3rd period-World History; Barragan Luisenbarn

4th period-Imaginative Writing; Yoruichi Shihōin

B Lunch

5th period-P.E.; Zaraki Kenpachi

6th period-Spanish I; Neliel Tu Oderschvank

7th period-Biology AP; Soi Fon.

"WOW! Your schedules are almost exactly the same!" Rangiku muttered. "It makes me so jealous!"

"Yep!" Orihime giggled. "Just like how it was in middle school!"

"Aww damn! All three of you have B lunch! I have C! Well, at least I'm with Momo and the lover boys," she laughed.

"Lover boys?" Ichigo inquired.

"Yeah. Yumichika and Ikkaku," she said, walking off. "They came out this summer, It's like gay high over here," she winked. "Better get going! Don't wanna be late for class!"

"She's right, lets go!" Rukia said.

The three made their way up the stairs to first period, English. Nervousness ran throughout Ichigo's body and it got worse with each step. First the amazingly gorgeous guy talking to them, then the confrontation with the school sluts. It's not even lunch and so much has already happened to the three best friends. Ichigo just hoped they could make it out of this week, much less the entire school year.

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"Hello students, and welcome to English I Pre-AP. My name Is Mr. Ukitake," the white haired man at the front of the class began, handing out packets to the students. "You were placed in this class because you're well adept in the field of the English language. Writing, reading, and even publication of your work will be expected from you throughout the year. I'm handing out packets that should help you in your writing over the course of this year. This will come in handy for those of you who are taking Imaginative Writing," he explained, slowly making his way around the class, greeting each student with a smile.

Ichigo tapped his pencil on the desk, looking out the window to the sunny September sky. He tuned in and out to Mr. Ukitake, instead focusing on what had happened earlier. 'Grimmjow… I hope I see you around…' he thought. He flipped through the packet, looking for the section on proof-reading so he could edit and improve his Imaginative Writing assignment for that summer.

"Okay! Well, your essay prompt is on the board, and I expect it to be turned in by today next week. I've explained what I expect from you over the year, and you've all been great. Have a wonderful first day and I'll see you all tomorrow!" Mr. Ukitake said as the bell dismissed first period.

"Whoa! That went by fast," Ichigo whispered to himself, gathering his belongings in his binder.

"No, you were just totally distracted. First you stare out the window then you pull out that journal and start writing like crazy! Anyone on your mind?" Rukia teased.

"N-no! Who would be on my mind? I was just… Concentrating on my assignment…" Ichigo stammered, a blush rising to his face.

"Haha. I was just kidding. Are you… Are you blushing?" she giggled. "I bet it's that Grimmjow guy! He was cuteee!"

"No! Well… Yeah, he was kinda cute… But I haven't given it much thought!" he quickly replied, rushing down the hall. He tried keeping his head down to prevent her from seeing the huge blush spreading across his cheeks.

"Oh my gawsh! It is! Aww! How cute! You should talk to him!" she walked in front of him, halting his progress.

"Where's Orihime?" he asked, trying to distract her.

"Don't try to change the subject! And she's already on the way to Geometry, where I should be headed now that I think about it…" she said more to herself than Ichigo. "Ugh! Crap! Well, if I don't leave now, I'll be late," she cursed. "We are sooo gonna finish this later with Orihime! She's gonna freak!" she called back happily, making her way down the opposite end of the hallway.

"Great…" Ichigo whispered. "Just what I need…"

...

"Rukia! Over here! I saved you a seat!" Orihime called from a desk by the window. "Look at the teacher! He's so… Mellow!" she squeaked, pointing at their blonde teacher. "He hasn't changed facial expressions this entire time… He's just been staring down at that magazine the entire time…" she whispered.

"That's… Odd," Rukia said, putting her stuff on the Desk next to Orihime.

Rukia sat down as the second bell rang, signaling the start of second period. "Alright! Geometry has now started!" the teacher called from his desk. "My name is Rojuro Otoribashi, but if any of you even dare to call me Mr. Otoribashi, Mr. O, or Mr. Perv, then I will fail you," he said with a grin. "I prefer Rose, and that's what I expect to be called. Most of you in here are sophomores, but as I can see, some of you lovely ladies are freshman," he said, directing his attention at Rukia and Orihime.

"Yeah… We took algebra last year… So there was obviously no reason for us to repeat it…" Orihime explained, turning to Rukia with a nervous grin on her face.

"That's fantastic! Welcome to this class," Rose sighed happily. "Okay… Today we're going to jump right in, so get out your spirals and write down everything I do."

"This is gonna be a long year," Orihime muttered to Rukia.

"Tell me about it!" she replied, taking out her materials. "Oh my gosh! I think Ichigo might have a little crush!"

"What? Spill everything!" she gasped, not once taking her eyes off the board. Rose wrote every single equation swiftly, giving the class little time to look away.

"That Grimmjow guy!" Rukia giggled.

"He's hot!" Orihime gasped. "But he only met him like… An hour ago! How could he crush that fast?"

"Well… I think it's more of a thing where Ichigo wants to get to know him more," Rukia explained her theory.

"Girlsss~ Would you mind telling the class what you're talking about?" Rose asked. When the two shook their heads, he continued, "Then please keep the whispering down to a minimum so to not disturb the rest of the class."

The two shared a sheepish grin and stayed silent for the rest of the class period. When class was dismissed, the two girls ran out and started frantically thinking of ways they could get Ichigo to talk to Grimmjow, but nothing they thought of would get them anywhere.

"Well… I'm sure World History isn't gonna be that bad… Maybe we can talk to him about it there…" Orihime said hesitantly.

"Why the hesitation? Is there something wrong?" Rukia asked, starting the decent of the staircase.

"I overheard Momo and Kira talking about how glad they were for not having that "psychotic senile bastard" teaching them…" Orihime mumbled. "I wanted to ask them who they were talking about, but I didn't want to get them in trouble. But they ended up saying how it was a fun history class… The teacher is just full of himself…"

"Oh. Well… It can't be that bad! At least we didn't have Mrs. Nanao. I heard she's a major math freak. If you get one problem wrong on her tests then you have to do ten of the same kind… I couldn't imagine that much math…" Rukia shuddered.

"Hey look! There's Ichigo!" Orihime pointed at the red-head. "When do you think we should talk to him about it?"

"How about never?" Ichigo suggested sarcastically. "Could you two just please drop it? I mean, it's nothing to get worked up about. And he's probably with that girl we saw earlier. Erm… Halibel!" he grunted, walking into the classroom.

"Oh come on! We could at least be a little.. Investigative!" Rukia said, sitting down at the back of the class. "You know how my detective skills come in handy!"

Orihime snickered, "Yeah. Such amazing skills you have. That's why we were the ones who got caught doing something bad."

"Shush! That was one time!" she retorted.

"Yeah… But we ended up not finding anything out with your crappy skills. We usually end up being found or it's too obvious if we're trying to interrogate them…" Ichigo scoffed. "I don't want them thinking we're like… Freaks or something," he said. He sat down in the desk in between Rukia and Orihime. "Now, just please, drop it!"

"Fine. Grumpy-pants!" Orihime teased, taking out a notebook. "So, have you worked at all on your Imaginative Writing assignment? I worked on mine all summer, so I hope it's gonna get me an A!"

"It's not for a grade babe. It shows the teacher what we're capable of, and it helps determine our rank within the class. Don't you remember when the counselor explained it to us?" Ichigo asked.

"Oh yeah! Hehe. I guess I just forgot," she replied sheepishly.

"You guys are lucky!" Rukia said as the bell went off. "I have to take psychology! My brother pulled some strings because he thinks it's a good course for me to take. Ugh," she said, setting her head on the desk.

"That's right… Isn't that class offered to Juniors and Seniors?" he asked her.

"Mhmm," came her muffled reply. "Who's the old guy?" she asked, picking her head up.

"That's the teacher, and he looks like he wouldn't mind giving us months of detention, so I'd keep it down if I were you…" Orihime whispered.

"QUIET IN THE BACK," the old teacher boomed. "My name is Barragan Luisenbarn, and I expect to be called King Luis. No Mr. Luis, KING Luis, do you brats understand?" he grunted. He continued with the speech, "I will try to make this class as fun as I can, but only if you cooperate. If you don't, it's going to be straight out of the textbook all year."

"Joy. This class should be fun…" Ichigo muttered to himself. The class had gone by unbearably slow, giving Ichigo plenty of time to finish working on his assignment. 'Crap. This is so… Childish…' he thought as the bell echoed in the classroom, ending the uneventful class. 'Well, I guess I'll just have to live with it…'

"Bye Rukia!" Orihime called to the retreating figure of the small girl. "So, Ichigo. Ready for Imaginative writing?" she asked, climbing up the staircase.

"I guess… I just wish I could have spent a little more time on my piece…" he muttered.

"You had all summer to work on it! It's your own fault if you don't get it done," she lectured him.

"Hey you two! Are you headed to Imaginative writing?" a familiar voice asked from behind them.

Orihime and Ichigo spun around to see Halibel smiling down at them. "Halibel, right? Yeah. We are. Why?"

"Well that's where Grimmjow and I are heading. It looks like we're going to be seeing a lot of each other this year," she said. Reading Ichigo and Orihime's puzzled expressions, she asked, "What's wrong?"

"Well… You said that's where you and Grimmjow are headed… But I can't see him anywhere…" Ichigo said, scanning the hall.

"Hmm…Maybe he walked ahead of me and I didn't notice… Oh well! I'll see you two in class, I have to do something first," she said as she walked down past the classroom.

"Okay then…" Ichigo said.

"Guess what this means?" Orihime asked excitedly.

"What?" Ichigo asked, rolling his eyes at her.

"We have a class with Grimmjow! ALL year!" she giggled.

"Hmm… You're right…" he muttered, trying to not let her see his small blush. "C'mon… Just four more classes to go…"

The two walked into the class and were greeted by an extremely enthusiastic woman who seemed to be in her late twenties. "Hello there kids! By the looks of it you two are freshman! Please have a seat, we will be starting shortly!" Ichigo and Orihime looked at each other and took seats in the middle of class. They took out their assignments and read over them silently a few times as the other students filed into the room.

"Hey! Did I miss anything interesting?" Halibel took a seat next to Orihime.

"Not really," she said. "The teacher seems really nice!"

"Oh yeah! She's great. She's really fun and if you ever need help with anything, she's there for you. Even if it doesn't relate to her class," Halibel explained.

"Alright class! My name is Yoruichi Shihōin, but you can just call me Yoruichi. You were put in this class because you have excellent writing skills. And I know you do, because you're not allowed in unless you have approval from your English teacher. This year is going to be so much fun! I'm really looking forward to it, and I know you are, too," the small woman explained happily. "One of our best students, Grimmjow, will recite his summer assignment. This isn't mandatory, but later in the year it will be."

As she said this, she took a seat at her desk and Grimmjow entered the room. Looking impossibly more gorgeous than earlier, he slowly made his way to the middle of the room. He started reciting his poem, his voice gliding over the students, soothing at times, and harsh at others. His voice carried to all of the students, captivating everyone's attention.

"My face pointed at the sky, screaming it all out…

My throat becoming dry and coarse, like a drought.

Rain mingles with my tears

As I release my hidden fears.

Pain and suffering, endless misery…

Rushing all back at once, making me dizzy.

Weeping for those who are lost,

Wanting to bring them back, but at what cost?

Thunder rumbles, lightning flashes across the sky.

Your words echoing in my heart, that one last "Goodbye"

Make it all go away! Set me free!

In your hand you hold the key.

Chained down, trying to escape,

Look what you've done! Your act of rape!

My heart left scarred, unopened to most,

Misery, my love, has become my host.

Walking in darkness, always hiding in shame,

While you bask in glory and fame.

My soul refuses to hate, it denies the pain,

Look at what you've managed to maim.

Horribly corrupted, my heart ready to deform,

It is your name I have learned to scorn.

Dawn breaks, light clearing away the darkness,

I was caught by my harness.

Made entirely of love,

Intentions pure as a white dove.

Holding me up, my friends gather around,

Assuring me that I will no longer be on the ground.

Banishing you from my heart…

I am ready… For a brand new start…"

He finished with a small bow. The class erupted in a frenzy of clapping hands as Yoruichi returned to Grimmjow's side. "That was good, Grimmjow. But not as good as some of the other stuff that you've produced. Nevertheless, it was fantastic."

"Wow!" Ichigo mouthed to Orihime. "That was amazing!"

"Yeah!" Orihime mouthed back.

"It's so much better than anything I could ever write!" he whispered back.

"What was that Mr. … Kurosaki?" Yoruichi asked from the head of the class. All of the students' attention was focused on him.

"I was just saying how good that was! Anything I could ever write would pale in comparison…" he mumbled.

"Well, I'd love to hear some of your work, so if you would, please come to the front of the class and recite what you've come up with," she prompted with a sweet smile.

"Y-yes ma'am…" he said, walking up to the front.

Grimmjow passed him on the way up and whispered a small, "Good luck," before taking the empty seat next to Ichigo's.

"O-okay. Umm… I guess I'll start now…" he muttered. His voice came out shaky at first, nervousness thick in his speech, but soon, it became more confident. Rising in power, his voice flowed through the classroom.

"You pull me in closer, you hold me tight.

It was you my love, who brought me to the light.

Eyes shut tight, waiting for a kiss,

You swoop down, filling my heart with bliss.

Filling with joy, heart bursting with love,

You must be a gift sent from above.

Faster! Faster! My heart beats for you.

Questions running through my head, "Could this be true?"

You promised for never ending joy,

You wouldn't toss me like a toy.

Hoping for an eternal lover,

I'll never give my heart to another.

Come to me, my dear,

Wipe away any fear."

"Well… That's all I have…" He whispered.

The class clapped enthusiastically, and Ichigo smiled. "That was good! I expect great things from you, Ichigo," the teacher said, patting his back. The bell rung, dismissing the students from lunch. "Okay! If any more of you want to share, you can do so after lunch. I'll see you all in twenty minutes!"

Orihime ran up to Ichigo and smiled, "Ichigo! That was great! So much better than mine!"

"That was good, Kurosaki," Grimmjow smiled as he passed by the two.

"OH! MY! GOD! He so wants you!" Orihime giggled.

"Shut up!" Ichigo sharply whispered. "Don't be so loud! And he does not want me! He was just telling me that my writing was good…" he mumbled.

"It was flirting! And Rukia's totally gonna die when she hears about it!" Orihime laughed as she ran out the door.

"Orihime! Hold on! You better not!" he called after the bubbly girl. The two eventually reached the cafeteria, walking in to the large building. "Wow…" Ichigo gasped. "This place is great!" he looked up at the tall ceiling. The room itself was large, with nicely decorated round tables throughout the room. The walls were decorated with all kinds of posters, band, orchestra, football, pictures of events from last year, and everything in between. The ceiling arched up to create a large dome made up of a checkered pattern of windows mirrors. Sunlight shone through the windows, refracting off the mirrors, creating a dazzling display of multiple colors. Large, glass windows stretched along the walls for a nice view of the large courtyard.

"Look! There's Rukia," Orihime said, walking over to a smaller table near a large window. "Hey! How was psychology?" she asked, taking a seat next to small girl.

"Crappy. I didn't understand a single thing he talked about. How was your writing class?" she asked.

"Well, Grimmjow recited the most amazing poem I've ever heard, and then Ichigo did his, and Grimmjow was giving him looks, and then he started flirting with him, and then…" she gasped out excitedly.

"Hold on! It did not go like that Orihime! I'll tell her what happened when we get back from getting some food," Ichigo said irritably.

"Hurry back! I wanna hear all about it!" Rukia said. The two walked over to the lunch line and ordered their choice of food. For Ichigo, a small garden salad, and for Orihime, Fish with pickled onions covered in chocolate syrup. "Well… That's… Interesting…" Rukia gazed at Orihime's choice of food as they got back to the table.

"Yeah. That's I what I said," Ichigo laughed.

"So! Tell me everything!" Rukia demanded.

"Nothing happened," Ichigo rolled his eyes. "He read his poem, and it was fantastic, then I did mine. He walked by us, told me it was good, and smiled. That's all." he finished, putting a forkful of salad in his mouth.

"Oh my god! that's amazing!" Rukia squealed. "Not only because you have a class with him, but he was giving you some attention! Look! There he is now!" she gasped, pointing to the other end of the cafeteria.

"Yeah, with Halibel. I'm telling you guys, they're probably a couple!" he said, turning around to sneak a look at the handsome teen.

"Well, lets find out!" Rukia said as she stood up, grabbing Ichigo's arm. "Orihime, I'll signal you if I need some help, kay?" at Orihime's nod, she started walking, towing Ichigo along with her.

"Rukia! Stop! No! I refuse! Don't make me do this!" he grunted each plead, but with no avail.

At a corner of the cafeteria, Loly saw the two heading for Grimmjow and Halibel. "Menoly! Look! Those two freakmen are heading towards Grimmjow!"

"Ha. Seriously? Who do those brats think they are?" she snorted.

"I have no idea, but I know how to put them in their place!" Loly chuckled evilly. She ripped a piece of paper from her binder and folded it in half. "C'mon! Let's go," she said to Menoly.

"What are you planning on doing?" Menoly asked.

"You'll see," she replied. The two walked at a fast pace, and when they were close enough to Grimmjow and Halibel Loly said in a voice loud enough for Ichigo and Rukia to hear, "Grimmjow! Your boyfriend asked me to give you this note!"

Grimmjow looked at her disdainfully. "What in the hell are you talking about?"

"Ulquiorra asked me to give this to you. He wants you to know how much he misses you!" she said, looking over at Ichigo and Rukia, who had yet to arrive at the table.

"Rukia… Look… He has a boyfriend! Let's just go back now…"

"Wha…" Grimmjow muttered. "Ulquiorra and I broke up ages ago, everyone knows that. What are you two trying to…" he trailed off, following Menoly's gaze. He saw Ichigo and Rukia discussing something intensely, and anger flooded into his body. "Loly! You slut! What are you trying to pull?" he asked in a harsh tone. He caught Ichigo's attention as the two looked over at him. "You, and just about everyone else KNOWS that I'm single!"

A look of fury passed over Rukia's face as she signaled Orihime to come. She dragged Ichigo with her to the table the four others were at. "Loly? God! You're such a whore! What are you trying to do? Ichigo and I were coming over here to ask Grimmjow a question! Even if he did have a boyfriend, it wouldn't matter!" she bluffed. "Why don't you take your childish antics and shove em up your ass!"

"Hey! You dumb midget!" Menoly piped in. "Don't talk to her like that. Who in the hell do you think you are? You're pathetic!"

"I could ask you the same thing! At least she doesn't resort to dirty tactics!" Orihime bit back, arriving at the scene. Tension rose high as the entire cafeteria was looking at the seven teens, everyone holding their breath in anticipation of what would happen next.

"You know what? You stupid slut!" Loly began.

"You guys! Can't we just…" Ichigo interrupted.

"Now, now, now. What do we have here?" a voice called from behind Ichigo, making everyone freeze.

Ichigo turned around to the voice and gasped, "What are you doing here…?"

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=]. End of Chapter one! Yaaaay!

Haha. Wow! It was so much fun writing this! I'm so glad that I decided to pick up writing again!

Well, I'm sure there are tons of ways I could improve this, so if you have any ideas, Don't hesitate to tell me.

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Disclaimer 2- Those poems in the middle were made by me. They were not stolen, because I would never do that. =]