Plot: Ichigo is not loved by every kid in the school, and certainly not everyone accepts gays. FLUFF grimmichi
Grimmjow is already Ichigo's boyfriend, he isn't one of the mean guys.
I do not own Bleach, 'cause dude, where's the yaoi? :)
It was just a normal school day in Karakura High. Ichigo didn't hear anything important, didn't noticed anything off and certainly didn't do anything besides sitting and somewhat listening to the teacher's endless talking. He was good in almost everything he did at school, so paying attention wasn't on his list today. Instead, his mind wandered to last night, which made him blush a little bit, trying to hide it from his classmates. He thought of the little sweet gestures he got from his boyfriend. The small kiss to his head, the cuddling with him later the couch… But the thing that followed, made him blush even heavier. He was lucky with a boyfriend like his own Grimmjow, or as he likes to mock Grimmjow, his Grimmie or Grimm-kittie. Just like the overgrown cat he is.
The bell rings and Ichigo awakens from his thoughts with a startle. He ducks down to grab his bag and proceeds to exit the classroom.
''Mr. Kurosaki, would you please stay for another 5 minutes?''
Kurosaki looked up to the teacher saying his name. She wasn't looking at him. He just mumbled a low ''yes'' and proceeded to sit down again, waving his friend a silent goodbye. He knew she wasn't going to say anything peachy.
She approached Ichigo, after she had cleansed the chalkboard and closed the door. The classroom was empty, besides Ichigo and the teacher.
''I was wondering if you were feeling alright. You seem to be off somewhere else often. I sincerely do not hope this has anything to do with what happened to your dad?''
O, that.
''If it even bothers you at school, I highly advice you to see a psychologist.''
Her face was now forming a slightly worried glance. Ichigo didn't dear to look at her. His mind was of to something else, but what happened in between his father and him, never seemed to leave Ichigo's mind entirely.
''No Sensei, I am perfectly fine. I just didn't pay attention as every student has a reason not to.''
His teacher laughed slightly, but also shot another worried glance. Ichigo looked at her and threw her a nice smile.
''I hope that's indeed the case. Well, enjoy your weekend for now then, you can go.''
Ichigo grabbed his stuff and waved her goodbye. He walked into the empty hallways of the school, heading towards his locker at the other end of it. It wasn't before he opened the damn thing, that a note fell out, falling towards the ground. Ichigo, had of course his suspicions, but picked the note up out of curiosity. What he read didn't surprise him, but didn't make his own problems any better as well.
''Die, faggot.''
As simple is that.
He shoved the note into his pocket and grabbed his coat. Walking towards the entry of the school, he already had a feeling this weekend would be just like the calm before the storm.
TBC