"It's like I find myself laying and caressing in his scent every time I walk pass him. Like I want to wrap my self in his bedsheets. Yeah, I get it, I'm openly gay, although that's technically never been a problem for me to come out with, but the guy's my damn Chemistry teacher. And not that type of chemistry. He's married, has 2 kids, and he's damn near 30! I m fuckin 19! Shit 's fuckin crazy,"Ichigo spat out as he vented to his counselor. Ichigo had been crushing on his chemistry teacher, Dr. Grimmjow Jeagerjaques, which he apparently was aware of that fact that it had crossed the teacher-student boundary by 110%, but as he explained, he was 28 and married.

As a matter of fact, had been for 4 years now, and little did Ichigo nor Grimmjow know, His wife, Yoruichi Shihoin, was very much pregnant. She was barely showing at all, which made it incredibly easy to pass like a charm. Grimmjow's two children were named Toushiro Hitsugaya and Nelliel Tu Odershvank. The two of them were adopted, and before Grimmjow became their surrogate fathers' they were already brother and sister. Their parents, Jushiro Ukitake and Tia Hallibel, were killed on the same exact night as Nelliel's Kindergarten Graduation. At this point, Ichigo had said his goodbyes to his counselor, and headed towards class.

Ichigo ran down the hallway in a full out sprint. He was late for chemistry again and Professor Jeagerjaques was definitely going to chew his ass off for it. He made a sharp turn around the corner to his right and busted wildly into the room. The classroom grew silent and all eyes went to the orange haired boy. Ichigo sucked in his breath and tried to find an empty seat. He had begun to make his way up the stairs when a strong voice startled him.

"You re late . Again"

Ichigo slumped his shoulders and turned slowly.

"I know, Professor Jeagerjaques". Ichigo could the feel the shame creep up his back as he heard a couple of students laugh and make comments. He sighed and took another step before he remembered that he had a pass this time!

He dug around in his pockets for the slip of paper but was extremely unsuccessful. Professor Jeagerjaques turned his head and adjusted his glasses.

"It is one thing to be late but disrupting the class is another. Now please take your seat, you can serve your detention later."

Ichigo began to sputter, N-no, I have a pass this time! I was with Shunsui-Sensei and he wrote me a pass! He dug into his pockets more."

"Please take your seat..."

"I have a pass! I know I do!" Ichigo cut him off with a frantic look on his face. He was facing the front of the class now and his efforts to find the sacred piece of paper were doubled. His classmates began to laugh at his failed attempt.

Professor Jeagerjaques turned completely to face his troubled student and frowned. Hard. Sighing very loudly, he ran a hand through his shockingly bright blue hair and made serious eye contact with Ichigo.

"Please take your seat, . Your disruption is becoming very annoying."

"But I..." Ichigo tried to say but was cut off by the professor. His stern look told Ichigo to just sit down and be quiet.

Taking his seat, Ichigo sighed. This was going to be his third detention in a row. He began to doddle on his notebook when his cell phone vibrated. Tapping the screen he smiled as he read a text message from his best friend, Shinji.

Looks like we got detention together!

The rest of day seemed to go by just a little too fast for Ichigo's taste. All of his teacher's seemed to be nagging on him too. He just wanted to go him and most likely try to eat his feelings again but he had been slapped with yet again another detention. At least he had Shinji to comfort him though. He had liked college during his first year but now it was starting to kick his ass. But there was no way that he was ever going to go back home. Ichigo sighed just at the thought of his home life.

It wasn't that he didn't like his family but when he had came out of the closet at the end of his senior year, his family all but freaked out. His sisters were a bit more understanding than his thick-skulled father. The day that Ichigo was departing for college, his father completely ignored him. Ichigo tried not to let it bother him but just thinking about it made him so upset. How could his own father, look at him like that? It wasn't like he was any different that he use to be, he had just been more honest. Lesson learned; keep all of your secrets to yourself.

His head was starting to pound. It was like he was reliving the moment.

Ichigo picked up his last two bags and threw them over his shoulder. It was the day. He was leaving for college today. He turned his head and tried to smile and his now tear filled sisters.

"Ichi-nii, you'll come visit us right?" his sister, Karin had asked, hugging him tightly at his waist.

Ichigo smiled sweetly and ruffled her hair, gesturing his other sister, Yuzu to come over for a hug as well. Yuzu let a sob go from her throat and she ran over to her big brother. He was enjoying this moment with his sisters when he noticed his father peeking through the curtains of their front window. He had the deepest scowl on his face and his eyes were like ice. Ichigo stood his ground, having a battle with his father's eyes. Ichigo, feeling defeated, kissed his sister's foreheads and them one more time before he waved at his grimacing father. Isshin frowned and closed the curtains. Ichigo's heart dropped. Did his sexuality really bother him that much? He couldn't help who he liked.

Swallowing the lump that had formed in his throat he slid into the front seat of his car and tried to push away the tears that threatened to fall on his cheeks. This wasn't fair. He didn't deserve this kind of treatment. The engine revved and Ichigo drove off, shaking away what he was feeling. He didn't want Shinji to see him like this when he went to pick him up. He took a deep breath and turned the corner, on course to his best friend's house.

He pulled into the drive way and honked the horn twice. Shinji came skipping out of the house, eliciting a laugh from Ichigo. His mother followed after him with red eyes and a wet face.

"Bye Shin-chan! Call me when you get there!"

Shinji smiled widely and gave his mother one last hug, "Ok,okaachan,I love you!"

She kissed his cheek countless times and struggled to let him go. Ichigo honked the horn again.

"Come on Shin,we gotta go"

Shinji pried himself away from his mother and settled himself into the passenger seat. They pulled off, with silent happiness. Shinji looked over at Ichigo with a goofy smile on his face.

"Ichi,we're college boys now!"

They had been in detention for about ten minutes and Shinji had somehow smuggled food into the room. Ichigo wasn't complaining though. Shinji stuffed a handful of popcorn into his mouth as he told Ichigo a story about his history class. When they had both been accepted to the same university they were ecstatic. They didn't really have any of the same classes but the fact that the next four years of their life were going to be spent together was enough for them. They were in detention and Shinji's voice seemed to be getting louder and louder as he reached the climax of his story. Ichigo had stopped paying attention but the only thing he had picked up was something about a rubber chicken and somebody's bald spots.

Ichigo propped his head up on his hand and looked out the window. The door opened and Shinji turned his head. He hit Ichigo roughly.

"Psst, Ichi look who it is!"

"Ow Shin, what the hell?" Ichigo responded, rubbing his arm.

Shinji shook his head and pointed in the direction of the door.

Ichigo turned his head and caught an eyeful of magnificent blue hair. His mouth dropped open. Professor Jeagerjaques stood with his hands in his pockets of his black slacks. His suit jacket was open and his tie was loosened. The top three buttons of his white dress shirt had been unbuttoned. He stared out of the window. The colors of the setting sunlight contrasted beautifully with his hair and eyes. The orange and yellow resting on top of his blue locks instantly made Ichigo think of fire. Ichigo was almost positive that he was drooling. Shinji slapped his mouth shut and giggled.

Professor Jeagerjaques turned and made eye contact with a star struck Ichigo. His gaze was intense. Ichigo's face grew hot and he just knew that he was blushing. Professor Jeagerjaques's lips tilted into a small smile and he walked back out of the room. Ichigo stared at the spot where the blue haired man had once stood and blinked randomly. Shinji waved his hand in Ichigo's face.

"Yo, Ichi? What was that about?"

Ichigo, still staring at that same spot, let his breath come back before he spoke, "I have no idea."

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