Chapter 1
Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez walked down the long empty hall while glancing down at his schedule before eyeing each room number as he passed he never figured he'd be back in town again. It had been so long since the bluenette had set his eyes on the high school, the high school he never thought he'd ever be inside. The place he and his friends would talk about longingly in grammar school in a big rush to grow up. The teen took out his phone checking the time as it shows him the time of five past eight on his phone. He was five minutes late already. He was tempted to just skip the entire day and go drink with his friends, Nnoitra and Stark had already offered so damn why not? Still he promised his parents he'd finished school before anything else. Then most likely fuck up his life afterwards. He glanced at the paper one last time before making eye contact with the room number, 205. A sigh left him as he enters making his way to the teacher's desk, handing the short and sad looking man a note from the front office. All eyes were on him, since nobody can not not look at who comes in the room. The already dreary man threw away the little paper in the trash bin next to him, "Ah, Jaegerjaquez, we've been expecting you. Please go sit at the last desk." He told him as he took out his attendance sheet. The blue haired made his way down a row of desks only to hear some of his friends that he had stay in contact with, snicker at him. He had seen Nnoitra the year before but he hadn't seen Stark or his little brother Ulquiorra for over two, it had been a while they both had gotten a lot bigger. The teen couldn't help but to snicker back blowing them a kiss. "All right, enough boys." The teacher ordered.
Grimmjow sat right next to Nnoitra who was diagonal from the brothers, "Long time no see you fuckers." he joked clasping hands with the tall ravenette and they went in for a quick bro hug. "I'm saying man, what the hell took you so damn long?" Nnoitra responded and sat into his seat leaning back so Grimmjow could do the same to Stark and eventually Ulquiorra minus the hug. "Man my Ma wouldn't dare let me make any decision for myself till I turned eighteen, so I told her I was moving in with my grandma. Had to get the fuck out of that town kids there are fucking assholes, I'll tell you. Ain't got no sense of humor or fun." The bluenette rolled his eyes and grumbled. "At least you came back Grim, It's real good to see your goofy ass still in one piece." Stark replied with a small smile. Grim laughed, trying to keep his voice down still though, "My goofy ass Stark? Say's the one who should have graduated last year? With your super senior self." This made even the usually emotionless Ulquiorra snort, Stark just shook his head and flicked off his old friend, "Fuck all you guys."
The teacher began row call, calling each student's name. Grimmjow and the rest were to busy talking with each other to even notice the teacher had called out the bluenette's name four times, and was getting more annoyed by the moment. "Grimmjow." The teacher called out. "Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez!" The bluenette eventually turned his head with a grin facing the teacher. "Here" he chimed batting his eyes.
"So I'll need you all here after school for a rehearsal on your solos, we should be out by like...five ish...I hope." The small choir instructor tried on, she wanted a leg up in the competition, of course as anyone would, yet the women was making too big a deal about the situation. The orangette wanted to win the future competitions of course, but the group had made it to state the year before they did not need to jump the gun. He found the extra practices annoying and tiring. The class bells rang disrupting Ichigo's thoughts the room filled with sighs, Ms Suoh had made the group late for first hour again. It was the third time this month. All the students began to pick up their belongings from the desks and tables with groans and complaints. Ms Suoh raised up her hands, "Chill guys. I'll let your teachers know you're not tardy." She reassured her students and led the way out of her music room. Going who knows where, the female was so spontaneous and bubbly you never really could guess her actions.
Ichigo started towards his locker, he hadn't even had the time to get ready for the school day because of the teachers silly meetings. He and a few of the orangettes friends walked together and talked about how ridiculous their instructor was. At his locker Ichigo retrieved a few composition notebooks, pencil case and sling bag full of textbooks that he refused to drag around the school in arms. They were to heavy, and the orangette found it so stupid that teachers expected them to carry around the stupid things around everywhere they went around the school. It was the norm now of course since the beginning of freshman year, and now the male was a senior. Funny how time flies
As Ichigo and his friends were all heading towards their classes a very familiar bell like voice almost sang through the school's intercom "Please allow all choir students into class late." Ms Suoh asked sweetly to the school. Ichigo gave out a sigh of relief, he was not going to be marked tardy, and possibly get detention, because of her. The orangette waved good bye to his companions and went into his first hour English class slowly but confidently.
"Ah Mr Kurosaki thank you so much for joining us." The teacher said a little irritated, "it's quite curious that the new student found his way to class before you did? Wouldn't you agree Mr. Kurosaki?" The old man was giving Ichigo a hard time, they never got along anyway. And Ichigo's tardiness did not make it better even with a legitimate excuse. But the male was more interested in the man's words today, 'New kid...' he thought 'where...' the orangette sorted through the students in the back and saw an old familiar face with blazed blue hair and shook off bewilderment, 'Grimm was back?' It had been almost nine years since he had seen his childhood friend and it took all of his power not to tackled the bluenette to the ground then.
"Well I guess you're right Mr Totska, my bad, I'll make sure to draw out a better map to follow for tomorrow. Wouldn't want to be late to YOUR class, no sir." He responded sarcastically and headed towards his seat with his good friend Chad which was just across from his old friend where he sat with that damn trouble maker Nnoitra. Chad and Ichigo had been friends since the two of them were very young, and were very close, but never as close as he was with Grimmjow.
"Watch your tongue boy." The man cautioned before Ichigo took his seat and he returned to the board and teaching. Chad looked to Ichigo with a nod before returning to his notes, but the orangette was surprisingly happy and excited it was a different look from Ichigo's usually scowl he wore most of the day."Hey Grim, what are you doing here?" The happy boy addressed his old dear childhood friend in the softest whisper he could fathom. Gaining the look of all four friends.
Grimmjow leaned back in his chair eyeing Nnoitra who were ripping up paper and placing it in a unsuspecting girl's hoodie. The bluenette couldn't keep in his laugh before his name had been called out yet again. "Jaegerjaquez, do you need to see the principal's office on your first day." He asked sternly. The teen shook his head as he bit the inside of his cheeks. It was so hard for him to hold in his laugh. "N..No... No sir." He said with a straight face. His eyes went back to his friend once he was done placing the paper in. With soft ease he fixed her hoodie just enough to not get her attention. God, his friend was a dumbass in his eyes, but god did he miss this. He forgot how much fun they were sometimes.
Once the door opened, Grimmjow's eyes locked onto the orange haired teen that entered the room, that the asshole of a teacher was picking on, it was a little funny. The male looked somewhat familiar in his eyes but couldn't put a finger on it, he knew that orange hair was familiar for sure. The bluenette shook off the thought looking down at his english 'notes' scribing some doodles inside. One was a little angry face saying profanity. He glanced back up hearing Mr. Totska still blabbering to the guy with orange hair, not bitching him out but just being an asshole. His first day here and he automatically hated the teacher, the man had this vibe feeling of being a complete douche bag. But he could care less due to the fact that he won't hesitate to cuss a teacher out. He has done it before for being disrespected and will gladly do it again. As the guy sat down at his seat, Grimmjow heard the male's voice from behind. He glanced back at him with eyebrows raised as his face looked in complete disgust. "Uh, I don't fucking know you, geek. Don't talk to me." He snarled to him in a soft tone. With a roll of his blue eyes, he turns back looking back down at his english book and resumed his doodling. Nnoitra laughed and Stark just smirked at the choir boy as he put an L to his forehead made up of his thumb and forefinger. Only making Grimmjow chuckle out again.
Ichigo's face scrunched up a little bit as he watched the other draw he was a bit dumbfounded. 'The fuck?' He thought, the taller male didn't seem like he was being sarcastic or just simply joking with him either, he was serious. Did he really not remember him? And even if Grimmjow didn't, what new kid in his right mind talks to his new classmates like that. "Geek?!" He growled under his breath, he didn't mean to repeat the word but the orangette couldn't believe what Grimmjow had just called him. Ichigo's friends that sat close to him looked at Grimmjow with questioning looks. Not entirely sure about what to do or say in the situation. Ichigo never got called that before, maybe he was labeled an asshole, big mouth or jerk, but had never been a geek, he was far from a loser and his childhood friend was going to learn it quick. "Who are you calling geek, loser? You should learn you place new kid." He sneered at him, sure Ichigo didn't really particularly like coming off as a condescending ass but Grimmjow forced his hand. To many of the raveonettes friends were present to ignore the taller male's comment. The other males around him snickered at Grimmjow words and turned back to listen to the teacher. Except one, "Don't be a douche Ichigo," Chad whispered to the orangette next to him not looking contact with the teacher's gaze. "The prick started it." He said a little slowly in apology. Ichigo moved his body away from Grimmjow with a roll of eyes in annoyance. Even if he wasn't done talking, the orangette almost always found himself listening to Chad if he had a point. Ichigo didn't really know why he did, but he couldn't help himself when it came to the other, but he wasn't going to let Chad know that. He didn't want to come off as a weirdo.
Grimmjow tapped his pencil on his desk as his eyes roamed the room looking at his friends snickering quietly at him. They heard the supposed 'tough guy' act from the other kid. Grimmjow had a bad reputation at his other school for getting pissed off at anyone who tried to put him in his place. Let alone try to show it off towards his other friends. So he turns to face Ichigo smacking his papers off his desk. The teen didn't care if he'd get in trouble with the teacher at this point. But the teacher didn't even bat an eye over to the sound of paper. The teen glared a dirty look at Ichigo, studying him for a moment recalling the male from years ago. He remembered him being his old friend. Old best friend. There was a big grin on his face as he nodded just slightly. He leaned closer towards him and whispered the following: "I got you Stawberry, I fucking got you." It was the nickname he had given the other years ago when they first met. But now Grimmjow mentioned it, it was more like a threat than anything else.