Hey, fanfic readers! This is my second bleach fanfic that with have more than one chapter. Yay!
Warnings!: Yaoi! (a.k.a. boyxboy x3), only two oc's this time, inappropriate texting, bad language, there's a stalker, Aizen has glasses (does he even need them?), and possible smex in future chapters
The main pairing is AizenxIchigo. There's also about three side pairings and only one off them has an oc. Enjoy!
Chapter 1
Kurosaki Ichigo ran through the silent hallway desperate to make it to his anatomy class. He was late for the fourth time that week. His car wouldn't start, so he had to run. This time he was sure he was going to get in trouble. Ichigo had nice teacher, but Ichigo had a feeling his anatomy professor had had enough.
Ichigo stopped at the door to the anatomy room and gulped. "I'm so dead, this time..." He quietly opened the door and attempted to sneak in, but his bright orange hair gave him away.
"Since Kurosaki-san decided to join us I'm sure he can point out the appendix on our diagram." Ichigo looked to the front of the room to see Aizen Sôsuke holding his pointer in one hand and motioning to Ichigo with the other.
"Hai, Aizen-sensei." Ichigo started walking to the front when he spotted his roommate and chucked his bag at him, hitting him in the head.
"Ow! Damnit..." Dark brown eyes glared at Ichigo.
"Give me a ride after class." His roommate nodded.
"That won't be necessary, Kurosaki-san." Both Ichigo and his roommate looked at their teacher confused. "You will be staying awhile after class."
The roommates looked at each other. They were thinking the same thing. 'Oh, shit..." Ichigo shrugged it off as he walked up to the board.
There was a sudden flash of light throughout the room. Before anyone could panic Aizen laughed.
No need to worry. That was just my stalker." That made half of the class worry and the rest laughed.
After class Ichigo and his roommate stood up together.
"Takeo-"
"Not so fast, Ichigo!" His roommate patted him on the back. "The girl with the best aim isn't a patient waiter and I'm her driver."
Ichigo returned the pat. "Good luck."
"You too." With that Takeo sprinted out the door.
Ichigo sighed as he faced Aizen. Aizen's dark brown eyes gleamed behind his dark framed glasses.
"I'm glad you could make it." Aizen slowly walked closer to Ichigo.
"Yeah, my car's piece of shit.. I'm lucky I made it at all." Ichigo rubbed the back of his neck
"You've been having bad luck all week, it seems." Aizen crept closer to Ichigo.
"Yeah..." Ichigo began to notice Aizen's sudden closeness.
"Perhaps I can make it better..." Aizen held Ichigo's face with one hand and leaned in for a kiss.
Ichigo brought up his bad hitting Aizen in the ribs. He took a big step back. "No student teacher relationships!"
Aizen frowned playfully. "Why not?
His question caught Ichigo off guard. "Y-you could get fired!" Before Aizen could respond Ichigo was out the door.
This is my first yaoi fanfic. :D Yayz! I hope you like it!