there's not much smut in this but there are hints of it here and there. but i hope you enjoy!^^

'Toshiro!'

'What is it!?' the icy boy snaps at Hinamori as he slams his locker shut. No offense, he loves her like his sister but sometimes she can be a royal pain.

'The Prince is coming!' she squeals and begins doing a happy dance. Toshiro rolls his eyes. She was making it pretty obvious that she had a major crush on the super good-looking prince of Karakura High School. But then again, which girl didn't?

'There's nothing amazing about him anyways,' Toshiro thinks to himself. 'He's just an arrogant kid who knows how to use his good looks to his advantage. And that is just ridiculous.'

'There he is!' Hinamori whispers excitedly and begins to point at a tall figure sauntering down the hallway with his posse. Toshiro quickly pushes her hand down and glares at her. No need to attract attention!

Ichigo Kurasaki has his hands in his pockets, his unusual orange hair spiking up in all directions, giving him an out-of-bed look. All the girls in the hall hold their breath as he walks by and when he gave them a small smile, they all sigh romantically, a few even fainting. Toshiro can't help but roll his eyes again. Girls! They see a good-looking guy and go all goofy. Well they do say love makes you do stupid things. Toshiro just hopes he never falls for anyone. God forbid he was caught swooning over some girl! That would be embarrassing not to mention a waste of time.

Being in love or having a crush is something of an irritation to him. It basically means you spend an unnecessary amount of time trying to impress someone when deep down you know it's not going to work out and will end up heartbroken. So to sum it up, falling in love just meant getting hurt. And he didn't want to be a fool and fall for love's diabolical trap.

Ichigo is now level with them. He observes them from the corner of his eye for a millisecond. Then, he winks. Hinamori gasps while Toshiro just crosses his arms and scowls at the 'prince'. Ichigo smirks at their reaction and continues to walk on without a backwards glance. Once he rounds the corner and disappears, Toshiro sweeps an eye over the hallway to see the aftereffects of the prince's presence.

Most of the girls are still in a daze and even a few guys are staring longingly at the corner he disappeared around as if wishing him to come back. Toshiro gives the guys a disgusted look. Not that he has anything against gays but it made him shudder to think of a guy having a crush on another guy. It's bad enough falling for someone of the opposite sex but of the same?! It just sounded sick and wrong!

'Hi, Toshiro!' comes a friendly voice behind him and a hand clamps on his shoulder. He swivels his head around to see Izuru beaming at him. 'Even from a distance I could tell you were fighting the urge to punch Prince Ichigo in the face.'

'He needs a dent in that pretty boy face of his,' Toshiro mutters broodingly.

'So you say. You know you can lighten up! It's the first day back at school! Give Prince Ichigo a break. You've been hating him since last year.'

'Izuru! Didja see that? Didja see what Prince Ichigo did to me!?' Hinamori babbles in ecstasy, practically walking on air. Izuru gives a forced smile and looks at Toshiro in confusion.

'Humour her,' Toshiro says exasperately. The bell rings for class.

'Alright, so he was walking by, see, and then he stopped,' she launches into full story mode with hand movements. 'Like he actually stopped! And then, he looked at me and he winked! I'm not lying! Don't give me that look like I'm crazy! I know a wink when I see a wink! And he winked at me! ohmygodohmygodohmygodddd!! Prince Ichigo Kurasaki winked at me!'

'Prince Ichigo winked at you?' Rukia scoffs as the trio enters class. She places her hand on her hip and gives Hinamori a haughty look. 'Like he'd give you the time of day when he can spend time with a girl like me.'

She flips her hair back and sticks her nose in the air. Hinamori gives her dagger looks and opens her mouth to say something but Toshiro grabs her arm to pull her back.

'Rukia, Ichigo doesn't even know you exist except for the fact you do his homework so I'd watch my mouth right now,' he says casually and takes his seat at the front of the class. Rukia goes red.

'Pipsqueak,' she hisses at him and plops down in her seat angrily. Toshiro curls his hands into fists and ignores the comment. It's not like it's the first time someone's commented about his height. Sure he's the shortest kid in school but he excels in his studies further than anyone his age. He was even offered a chance to go on a scholarship to one of the best universities in Japan but he refused. Toshiro likes where he is and he wouldn't trade anything in the whole world for what he has. Except maybe a formula for growing taller…

Toshiro snaps back to reality to the sound of someone writing with chalk on the blackboard. The person is tall and thin, dressed in an elegant suit. He has shoulder-length silvery-purple hair and he has his back to the class. Toshiro is actually curious to see what this person looks like from the front.

'Good morning, class,' says the stranger in a pleasant voice. A chill runs up Toshiro's back. There was something creepy about that tone of voice. 'I'll be your maths teacher this semester. My name is Gin Ichimaru.'

The man turns around to grin broadly at his class. He's got very delicate features but what are most peculiar about his face are his eyes. They seem to be slits without the slightest show of his irises. Toshiro can't help feel uncomfortable around this guy. There is something off about him…

'Well, since I've introduced myself! Why don't you all do me the favour of introducing yourselves,' their new teacher announces, sounding a little too happy for a normal person.

'He's so creepy,' a girl whispers to her partner.

'Yea but you gotta admit, he's pretty cute,' the other one whispers back and sighs.

One by one, everyone introduces themselves to Gin Ichimaru. When it comes to Toshiro, he fixes Gin with a callous look as if to say 'don't mess with me just cuz I'm short'.

'Hitsugaya Toshiro,' he says.

Gin eyes linger (or so it seems like) on him for a bit before smiling slyly and moving on to Izuru next to him. That's when Toshiro realized his heart was pounding rapidly against his chest. Surprised, Toshiro looks at Gin again and his heart starts racing even faster as the man glances at him before turning to the board to start the lesson. Toshiro stares in bewilderment at his head before looking down at his desk. He flattens his hands on the surface of his table and takes deep breaths. When his heart finally calms down, he takes out his notebook to work.

'No way,' he thinks furiously as he scribbles away, refusing to look at his teacher. 'No way did that just happen. He's my freaking teacher, not mention a guy. Snap out of it, Hitsugaya! You don't have time for stupid crushes like this. There is no way you are going to fall for any guy.'

'I want him.'

Renji Abarai looks at his leader, Prince Ichigo, in surprise.

'Who?!' he asks dumbfoundedly. After all, Ichigo seems to have said it out of the blue while they all are relaxing at their regular lunch table.

'Him.' Ichigo points languidly at the cafeteria entrance. Renji follows his finger and blanches.

'Hitsugaya?!' he blurts out, his eyes popping. Ichigo nods and sighs as he leans back in his chair. Renji stares at him now. No offense, Ichigo is the sexiest guy in school and he can have any girl he wants. But the truth is, not many people know that he's gay. Only his close friends like Renji, Uryu and Chad, not to mention his ex-boyfriends.

His ex's were all big, broad guys. Renji should know. He was one of them. He never got over Ichigo completely but as long as he got to be near him, he didn't mind not dating this amazing specimen of a man. And now, he's interested in a guy like Toshiro??

'So,' Ichigo gives a yawn and looks at Renji slyly. 'Can you hook me up?'

'Welllllll,' Renji stutters and scratches the back of his head. 'Everyone knows Toshiro. And they all know he doesn't like…dating.'

'I can change that.'

'He's especially against dating guys.'

'Oh.' Ichigo's shoulders slump. Renji has never seen his leader look so devastated.

'But like you said, maybe you can change that,' he says quickly, his heart aching to see Ichigo so upset. Ichigo's face brightens.

'Yea, maybe I can,' he says shrewdly, rubbing his chin in thought. He glances at Toshiro and makes a face. 'Ugh, there goes that idiotic blue-headed bastard again. Honestly, doesn't he have anything better to do than to pick on Toshiro?!'

Renji looks in that direction and sees Grimmjow Jaguerjack has slammed Toshiro's lunch tray out of his hand. Toshiro is glaring at him angrily and mutters something that turns the bully's smile into a sneer.

'Well, Ichigo, that guy isn't exactly popular like you.'

'True, true. Who would give that guy the time of day?!'

'Back off, Jaguerjack!' Toshiro snarls as Izuru grabs his shirt to stop him from pouncing on the sneering bully.

'You should watch where you're going, shortstuff,' Grimmjow taunts as he jams his hands in his pockets.

'Me?! You were the one that knocked my tray out of my hands!' Toshiro explodes, going red.

'Easy there, Toshiro,' Izuru whispers in his ear. 'Just walk away before you get detention on your first day. Remember, you already got a record from last year.'

Toshiro hisses at Grimmjow before he stopped struggling and bent down to pick up his tray. Grimmjow snickers as he strolls by. It took every ounce of his energy not to trip the blue idiot. But he didn't want another red mark on his profile. His grades aren't going to help keep him in school forever.

'Nice going, Shiro-chan,' Hinamori whispers to him as he gets up. Although he is brimming with rage, he doesn't get mad when she calls him that. She's the only one who has the privilege of calling him that. It shows the intensity of their bond.

'I don't get him,' Izuru wonders. 'Why does he go out of his way to pick on you?'

'What an idiot,' Grimmjow chuckles to himself as he joins his group at their table.

'So you finished picking on your prey, Grimmjow?' Nnoitra muses wickedly. Stark snores loudly as he sleeps. Lillinette kicks him but he continues to sleep peacefully.

'That never works, Lillinette,' Grimmjow says lazily. 'Hitsugaya is fun. His reactions make me wanna do it again and again.' Nnoitra laughs.

'I should try it sometime,' he begins to say but stops when Grimmjow gives him a deadly look.

'Hey,' he says softly and everyone on the table goes silent. 'He's my prey so back off. Got it?'

Nnoitra opens his mouth to protest but the look on Grimmjow's face is so intense he stops and just nods. What is with Grimmjow?

'They won't understand,' Grimmjow meditates. 'Why I pick on him. What would they say if they found out that that little icy boy makes my heart pound and my hands go all sweaty? That I just want to grab him and do things to him?' He looks at Toshiro with his friends and how he broods over his meal, smiling at his friend's jokes once in a while. 'Yea, they can never find out…'