Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or anything like that. All of the rights go to their respective owners.
Here's my second Fanfic guys! This will be longer than my last one, multiple chapters instead of a oneshot :) This may contain some major OOCness but I'm not that great at gripping personalities so do bear with me while I try to get the hang of it. Also, reviews and PM me if you have a request as I will take them :) KayThanks!
Summary: Ichigo is a lecturer in a local college at just 19, being a child prodigy and having family connections within the college allowed him to secure a job instantly without the appropriate training. When he gets taken to a bar by his friends, he doesn't think he'd end up for falling in love at first sight, especially not with a blue haired predator.
Ichigo's P.O.V
I don't think I can take much more of this. Seven times now, I have had to silence Matsumoto for being too loud and disruptive. That girl will be the death of us. She has this idea that, because she's voluptuous, she has to shove them into every poor guy's face; including mine, and then yell and moan whenever a guy doesn't show interest. I cleared my throat and gave her an icy glare although she didn't notice, too busy shoving her said cleavage into the face of Hitsugaya-kun.
"Rangiku Matsumoto! Stop throwing your breasts in Toshiro's face and sit the hell down!" I barked, the strawberry blonde haired girl showing surprise at my outburst as I rarely had to shout to get her to shut up. I glanced at the clock and sighed. Half an hour before I was undoubtedly going to be pounced on by Shuhei and Renji after I finish my lecture. Kensei had briefly mentioned something about them planning something for me this morning as I walked past him on my way to work. I had groaned and thanked him for the warning; oh did I mention? Whenever Renji and Shuhei plan something, it can never be good. I growled a little when I noticed Rangiku up to her usual mischief again. I slammed my pen down on the desk, earning a few jumpy responses from my class, notably Izuru. I rubbed my forehead and sighed in defeat.
"Just...go. Go on. You're dismissed, just get out of my sight." I half-hissed, not wanting to deal with them anymore. The students fled, Izuru muttering something to Rangiku darkly on his way past her and Ishida doing the same. She bounded out after them, nearly knocking into one of the troublesome duo that I called my friends. The black haired male perched himself on a nearby desk and smirked.
"So, sir..." His tone was mocking, almost making me want to get up and smack it out of him, not being in any mood for his attempts at the student-teacher act. I glared up from under my eyelashes at him, hoping he got the picture. "Renji's outside with the car, come on."
Before I had a chance to argue, he was up at my desk, hauling me to my feet and dragging me out by my arm to Renji's black Porsche. Surprisingly, with the redhead's bad driving skills, it still had no dents in it. Shuhei shoved me into the back, where my head narowly missed colliding with the window. Renji snickered at their oh so sly kidnap attempt, before speeding down the road, barely giving me time to put my seat belt on.
"R-Renji! Lay off the speed!" I griped, fastening the belt and gripping the seat so I wouldn't propel forwards if he jolted to a halt like he had a habit of doing. He laughed again and slowed the car a little; and by little I mean, miniscule. Probably from about 80 to 79. That's how little it was. Shuhei looked at me from his front seat.
"Have fun back there while you can, we're late picking up Kensei-san from work." He remarked, making me swallow hard and roll my eyes at the same time. Kensei is Shuhei's boyfriend, one who doesn't like waiting around and with a temper to match. He also had muscles that burst through his clothes, each one giving him the whole don't fuck with this guy or his friends kind of atmosphere. I'm pretty sure he could go feral at any moment. Looking at Shuhei and his slim muscular frame, I shuddered at how their sex life must feel and how Shuhei was still in one piece and not covered in bruises and casts. Obviously Renji caught on because he laughed at my reaction and even mentioned it.
"Don't worry Ichi, Shuhei's a lot sturdier than you think!" Clearly Shuhei caught on afterwards because he belted Renji in the arm with a lot of force as a response before pink flushed his cheeks. I was distracted when a familiar body came into view, sporting silver hair and a tattoo on his chest very similar to the one Shuhei had on his face. They'd got them as reminders of each other but why the number 69 I'll never know. In fact, I daren't ask. Kensei climbed in the back, to which I switched with Shuhei. I never felt comfortable in the back with the taller man, he sort of frightened me. Like he was going to break every one of bones if I just looked at him. Shuhei cuddled up to the said tank in the car and Renji drove off again, heading to wherever they were taking me to. Porbably somewhere for me to get laid, like usual, no matter how many times I've told them that I'm not interested. I was really dreading this.
We pulled up outside some bar and all three males clambered out, Kensei practically dragging me out and keeping a vice grip on my arm so I wouldn't bolt. I looked up at the name of the bar so I knew where I would have to avoid in future. Las Noches? What kind of name was that? Well, I guess I'm about to find out...Wish me luck.
Sorry this was a short chapter, I kind of went blank towards the end but re-reading through it, I have found a perfect way to start the next one, which will be up soon! Thanks for being such great people! Reviews please! ^_^