Hello everyone. This is something that has been floating around my head for a while. I intended it to be a oneshot but shit happens.
Warning: Keep out of reach of children. In case of accidental minor reading (wtf?), thoroughly rinse the victims eyes with water and pray to God it works to erase this from their memory... This is Yaoi.
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach. The cleaning product nor the anime/manga.
Now, if I may have your attention please:
Senior trip. When one thinks about it, they usually imagine traveling out of the country, or maybe just traveling across the country in order to get to some type of posh resort or huge amusement park. So when you're told that your not leaving the state you live in for your senior trip but instead taking a bus to a water park, you'd probably be pretty disappointed. If you lived in Phoenix Arizona though, your mind frame might be a little different.
Yeah, when it's 112 degrees outside you probably wouldn't give a flying fuck if you were going to blow up an inflatable kiddy pool and share it with fifty eleven other students for your senior trip.
Wet and Wild was no kiddy pool though. In fact, it was the biggest water park in Phoenix Arizona and all of the seniors at Las Noches High would be frequenting it over the course of the weekend. Rooms at the Menos Grande Hotel neighboring the waterpark had been rented for the students -as well as the teachers- to rest in whenever they pleased.
Grimmjow Jaeggerjaques couldn't be happier with the trip. He was going to be spending his weekend showing off his slightly tanned and muscular physique while being surrounded by a bunch of half naked people and most importantly, water. No school work. No basketball practice. No parents. He couldn't even bring himself to be irritated with the fact that he was going to have to share a room with a couple of other guys because said guys were his best buds. Not even the prospect of having teachers around bothered him. Most of them were laid back and probably needed to be supervised more than the students anyways.
The excited din rose rose in the two buses full of teens as they approached the hotel. Various colorful water slides could be seen from the short distance and the students couldn't wait to get out of the bus and into their bathing suits. Grimmjow was pretty sure half of the students -himself included- had every intention to strip and get into their suits right when they stepped out of the bus. That was why they had supervisors though.
"Quiet down students. We would like to get to the park just as much as you but we still need to have some order. We will not have our school's name shamed by you hooligans because you couldn't control yourselves. I have no qualms with canceling this trip and going back to school right now. You'd do well to remember that."
Throughout that little speech, Grimmjow's mouth had been creased with a deep scowl. Sousuke Aizen was one teacher Grimjmow wished did not have to tag along as supervision. He was such a joy kill.Seriously,who wears a starch white suit in 112 degree heat on the way to a waterpark? But still, just because he didn't like the man, didn't mean he was going to be a jackass and get the trip canceled. Like hell he was going back to school now. He'd climb out of one of the tiny ass windows on the bus, ditch everyone, and pay his own way into the waterpark if he had to.
It seemed not everyone had the same reservations he did though because a tall lanky boy who had his back to a window, long legs lain over his seat and hanging in the aisle, snorted a laugh and mumbled something unintelligible under his breath.
"Excuse me Mr. Gilga, did I say something amusing?" Aizen questioned, cold eyes narrowing at the lanky teen. Said teen lazily looked up and met Aizens gaze with a face splitting grin that was all teeth and gums.
"Actually, ya did. Ya see, I just find it kind of hilarious the way yer tryin' ta act all high an' mig-"
"Shut up Nnoitra!" Grimmjow shouted, effectively cutting the boy off and gaining everyone's attention. God, Grimmjow loved Nnoitra like a brother but the boy didn't know when to shut his mouth. He would literally beat the tall boy black and blue if he gave Aizen a reason to turn the bus around. Nnoitra glared at Grimmjow and opened his mouth to most likely cuss him out but another teacher decided to interject.
"My my Nnoitra. Ya wouldn' wan' this whole drive ta 'ave been fer nothin' would ya? Jus' chill out fer a minute an' ya can do whateva ya wan'." the silver haired teacher said, huge smile splitting his face much like Nnoitra's earlier, minus the teeth and gums.
Gin Ichimaru.
Grimmjow's favorite teacher. The man could be creepy as hell sometimes, what with his mile wide closed mouth smiles and eyes that never seemed to open yet somehow saw everything, but Grimmjow had a lot of respect for the man. He was smart and easy to get along with, and sometimes Grimmjow would have to remind himself that Gin was still a teacher when talking to the man.
Nnoitra also had respect for the shifty eyed teacher even though he'd probably never admit it. He didn't need to though because it showed bright and clear through his actions.
Huffing agitatedly, Nnoitra crossed his arms and glared at his shoes petulantly.
"May I continue now." Aizen stated more than asked, looking between Grimmjow and Nnoitra with cold brown eyes. Grimmjow nodded his head while Nnoitra shrugged and Aizen sighed, running a hand over his face.
"When we exit the bus everyone is going to go to the rooms previously assigned to them and get settled in. You will meet back in the lobby in twenty minutes, and we will all walk to the waterpark together. There I will divide everyone into groups. Am I understood?"
There was a chorus of affirmative replies which must have pleased Aizen because a small smile formed in the corner of his mouth before he turned an nodded to the chubby red faced bus driver. Moments later the bus's door slid open and Aizen began his descent throwing a "one seat at a time" over his shoulder before stepping out onto the pavement.
Grimmjow stood in his aisle seat waiting for his turn to head off the bus. It seemed liked everyone was walking far too slowly, but that was probably because he was an impatient person. In hindsight, it probably would have been a good idea to sit closer to the front of the bus but a certain brunet lying, still unconscious in the very last seat on the bus, -you know the one that's elongated so it stretches across the back of the bus like a small uncomfortable couch- had insisted they all sit in the back.
Cayote Starrk. The only person Grimmjow knew that could sleep on a hot bus full of loud smelly teens for an hour and a half and not wake up once. He was actually kind of jealous at that moment. All the anticipation and excitement he'd built up over the ride was threatening to give him a full blown anxiety attack. It was kind of pathetic really. He wasn't some deprived kid who never traveled anywhere but he just couldn't help himself. He wanted to be getting wet and wild as soon as possible.
"Yo blue balls, wake sleepin' beauty it's time ta move," called Nnoitra, who was making his way to the front of the bus already. "Oh and let tha' poor kid next ta ya out. He's been standin' by ya like scared pup this whole time."
Nnoitra was snickering to himself as he descended the stairs to the awaiting asphalt. When Grimmjow turned his head to see who the mouse was, he came face to face with what he thought was a chick at first but upon further inspection was just a really girly looking boy. Apparently puberty forgot to knock on this kids door. He was extremely short, had large round fuchsia colored eyes, long curled lashes and- was that mascara? Grimmjow squinted his eyes and cocked his head to the side, inwardly laughing. It fucking was! What a fruit!
The boy twiddled his thumbs and averted his eyes to the floor before mumbling out a "could you move please." The kid really did look like a puppy right then and Grimmjow would have thought he was cute if he wasn't a die hard cat person. Clearing his throat Grimmjow muttered an apology and stepped into the aisle to let short stack out. The boy quickly yet somehow elegantly scampered off the bus without looking back, which Grimmjow found too amusing. He'd never seen that boy before but it seemed like he would be fun to mess with. His feminine appearance only foretold of the way he probably reacted to teasing- like a girl.
There was a tap on one of the windows from outside bringing Grimmjow's attention to his tall lanky friend frowning and tapping his thin wrist, trying to convey that he thought Grimmjow was taking forever. And he thought he himself was impatient. Rolling his eyes at the tall boy, Grimmjow turned toward the still peacefully sleeping Starrk and snorted. The bus driver could probably make it all the way back to the bus station without even realizing Starrk was still on board if Grimmjow just left the brunet there. Snickering at the mental image that conjured, Grimmjow reached forward and smacked the brunet on the back of his head full of silky locks-the man obviously spent a lot of time caring for his hair as it looked worthy of any expensive brand name shampoo commercial even though he had been sleeping on it- butinstead of jerking awake like Grimmjow had hoped he would, sleepy gray eyes slowly blinked open, followed by a raised brown eyebrow.
"Hnn..." was the intelligent response the brunet offered.
"Get your lazy ass up, we're here."
With an eye roll fueled by exasperation, Grimmjow left the boy knowing that he'd get up eventually now that he'd been awakened. When he stepped off the bus Grimmhjow saw that everyone except Nnoitra, himself, and Starrk had already entered the hotel or were headed for it's double doors.
"Where the fuck are Ulquiorra and Szayel?" Grimmjow asked after noticing their fourth and fifth roommate were nowhere to be seen.
"Tch, Mopey said somethin' about not waiten' for us brutes, and headed in wit' dopey followin'."
Grimmjow grunted in response and slung his overnight bag over his right shoulder just as Starrk descended the stairs of the bus.
"Lets go ladies." said Nnoitra as he headed for the hotel, Grimmjow and Starrk following close behind.
AN: I had more written but I decided to just use it to start the next chapter because it's from Ichigo's side of things. I figured the introductions to Grimmjow and Ichigo deserved their own chapter. And...maybe it's too early to say this but, there is something about this chapter I didn't like. God dammit. Well, Happy GrimmIchi Day anyways.
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-SP.