Hello there! I have been writing fanfics for awhile now, and I thought 'Hm, I should probably start posting these soon'. So here we are!
Ichi: Really?! You just had to post this one didn't you.
May: Yeah, well... it was either this one or the one where you and Grimm are handcuffed because Shiro was being, well... Shiro. :)
Grimm: You should post that one! I like that one a lot!
May: '. Sure, Grimm... *runs to laptop to start writing fic*
WARNING: Mentioned and possible future mpreg, possible bashing of female characters (you'll know it when you see it.),GrimmIchi, GinShiro, AizenxKin (OC), RenjixKyori (OC), and is obviously AU-ish... but mostly Non-canon. Sorry for any OOC-ness!
Kyori was a normal child, well as normal as one could be with a hot headed and stubborn mother and an arrogant father. Her parents are none other than Grimmjow Jeagerjaques and Ichigo Kurosaki. Though, she looks a lot like her father, she has her mother's outrageous temper and caring nature. Although, she can be very arrogant at times, and very very sassy.
She was on her way to her first day back to Karakura high, short blue hair waving in the wind, when she heard a voice behind her.
"Hey, you!" it said. "Nice hair, did you dye it or are you just naturally a freak?"
She didn't answer; not wanting to fight on her first day and most likely getting a detention. It wouldn't have been the first time. Kyori just kept walking, ignoring the person behind her, pushing her glasses farther up her nose. She was used to not having friends. Every time she tried to befriend someone, she always ended up alone for some reason. Kyori kept telling herself that she'd be fine on her own, that she didn't need anybody but her family. She hated not having anyone to talk to at school, but what could she do? They all had shun her for one reason or another, so she really couldn't do anything.
She had almost made it to her homeroom when she bumped into a large figure. Not wanting to get picked on even more, she mumbled an apology and quickly walked into the room without giving them so much as a glance to see who they were. Making her way to her seat, Kyori sits in the desk that's in the middle of the room. Once she's all settled, she starts to doodle in her sketchbook and waits for class to start.
"Alright class, please take your seats," The headmaster said, standing at the podium in the front of the room. "I would like to introduce you to your new homeroom teacher, Sosuke Aizen."
Upon hearing the name, Kyori froze. Her muscles tense, eyes wide and a drop of sweat ran down the side of her face. Her parents told her stories of this man, what he did, that he's a monster, and Ichigo told her that he had killed Sosuke Aizen when she was only a few months old so the man could never hurt anyone else ever again.
"It's a pleasure to meet you all," Kyori could hear the fake smile in his voice, and wondered if the others could hear it too. "Now, I must warn you. I expect your best behavior and to listen to everything I say, understood?"
The class was silent, their answer was given. Kyori took this moment to set her gaze on the man that was supposed to be dead. The seventeen year old felt her heart skip a beat, her eyes widened even further. She couldn't believe it, Sosuke Aizen was drop dead gorgeous. From the way her parents had described him, Kyori thought he would look hideous. His chocolate colored hair just about reached to his shoulders and was slicked back, except for a stubborn lock that hung in front of his face. His deep brown eyes pierced through your soul. Kyori could feel her throat start to dry up, and swallows her saliva to try and moisten it, but is unsuccessful.
After homeroom, she walks out the door and runs into the same large person yet again. But instead of letting her pass, a hand is placed on her shoulder. Startled, Kyori looks up to face the person in question. Who she saw was definitely who she wasn't expecting.
"This is certainly an interesting turn of events," Aizen gave Kyori a smirk. "Grimmjow Jeagerjaques."