A/N: Alrighty! It's been forever since I uploaded anything…and I'm disappointed with myself for it. But it's time to roll up my sleeves and upload this next one. Now these chapters are beyond short but there should be plenty of them. Also a little drama and of course the boy on boy love between our little Ichi-chan and our Grimmjow-san. But not to give anything away before the story here are the warnings:

BoyXBoy love A.K.A lemony fresh goodness…or gay sex for those who aren't as quick witted to pick up on it.

Also graphic language.

And some serious OOC

The only other advice/warning to add to this is try and use your imagination because after writing the first chapter I have realized this is VERY OOC. I sorry if none of you approve but I thought it would be an interesting thing to see and play out.

Scars, Scars, Scars

He put himself out there last football season. Still nobody judged him for being gay, in fact most people accepted him. He was ripe for the picking, although I was my usual self, admiring him from a distance with my nose in a book or my mind in the body of a fish while at practice.

SPRING: HISTORY CLASS

"Hey Ichi." Grimm said care free drawing my attention away from the latest installment of the book series I had been reading.

"What Grimm? Can't you see I'm busy?" I responded in a cold and monotone voice trying to keep myself from just jumping on top of him.

"Did you study for the "test," as Ms. Halibel calls it, in swim class today?" he asked as he set his stuff down on his desk, which was in front of mine, thank Kami.

"Nah I figured I'd just wing it since I get the extra credit from being on the team." I continued the conversation.

"Well aren't you lucky that you have the dammed, lithe weimmer's body...hm, what's this? "I'm not a serial killer."" he noticed picking up my book, whenever he sees that I have a new one he does this. "He poked the flakey old body's skin while underneath was the mushy dead flesh." he read aloud to me.

I became indulged into his sweet, velvety, baritone voice.

"Sounds like a crime novel to me, interesting though. How is it any book you seem to pick out always grabs me instantaneously?" he asked.

"Beats me." I lied; truthfully I pick out his favorite genres on purpose just so he will talk to me for more than five minutes.

He shook his head turned around took out a piece of gum and threw it back at me, more standard Grimmjow.

Class went by as usual. The teacher talked, asked questions that no one else besides Grimmjow or I knew so we made a competition out of it to see who got the most answers correct. I won. Class finished I packed up my stuff and I went through the rest of the day not seeing any sight of him till after school, this is the ultimate torture that I go through everyday. How I'm still sane is a miracle to myself.

HOMEROOM:

Here I sit in lonely Homeroom with absolutely no one to talk to except for Rukia who's always gone and Renji who can't stay wake for his mother's life. So I either sleep, focus on biology, or the most fun, draw mine and Grimm's name in hearts and other girly shapes. The worst part is he's seen some of them too. He said he thought it was flattering and didn't take it offensively. Like I could believe that.

"Hey, Kurosaki-kun can you stop doodling and focus on your studies?" Mr. Urahara spoke causing everyone in the room to turn and look to see what I was doing. It even woke Renji up.

"Sure, but I finished my homework for tomorrow and next class so I was just trying to kill time." I sighed and put my journal away giving him the infamous Ichigo Kurosaki half death and glare half scowl. Almost no teacher could resist it, heck even Grimm could barely handle it.

"Yes well maybe you can read or something. Busy yourself with something that isn't drawing." he said shooting down my words and playing with his slightly scruffy chin hairs. Mr. Urahara was the one and only teacher who could resist. Damn.

The bell rang and I was the first one out for lunch. I pretty much went into a full dead sprint with this crazy idea to invite Grimm to lunch having finally spent the entire homeroom building up the courage to ask him out. I went to my car to grab my phone and text Grimmjow if he wanted to get lunch.

"Hey wanna grab something to eat and ditch class for a while?"
I waited.

Two minutes.

A response.

"Sure I'll meet you at your car in a few. ;)"

That was his exact message.

A wink.

Holy shit. I had a lunch date with the football star today.

I did a little bit of a happy dance as I got into my car starting it up while making sure I had enough cash for the both of us. I did.

Within a few minutes of listening to a song by some new artist on 103.5 FM I saw Grimmjow walk out checking his phone for any new messages.

I revved the engine so he could find me without having to go and check every car looking through windows like a creep.

He increased his speed to a bit of a jog and he hopped inside the car.

"You ready?" I asked changing gears.

"Yep, as long as we're back before swim class I think we'll be fine." he explained.

"Oh willing to skip out on the geometry class today?" I joked.

"Let me tell ya' that class is horrible." he ranted.

"Yeah I know the feeling." I finished the conversation pulling out of the parking lot.