I got inspired for this when I was reading this really angsty fic and I thought it would be interesting/hilarious if the actual characters read it. (Like "that never happened" or "how did they know?")

Disclaimer- watermelonxpeaches18 does not own Bleach.

Warnings: OOCness and possible misnaming of the teacher

Ichigo POV

"Kurosaki-san, I'd like to speak with you after class," requested the teacher.

Ichigo groaned inwardly but relied, "Yes, Sensei."

Rukia shot him a confused glace.

"What did you do this time?" she mouthed as she left the classroom.

Ichigo shrugged and made his way up to the teacher's desk. She adjusted her glasses.

"Kurosaki-san, it has come to my attention that your English grades are rather…lacking." she informed him sternly.

Ichigo cussed incoherently under his breath. With all the hollow activity lately, he had virtually no time for school work. Coming home at around one in the morning wasn't exactly the best studying conditions. He didn't know how Rukia did it. Maybe her gigai had built in intelligence. So unfair.

"I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to give you a large project over the winter break in order to pass you in that class." Occhi-sensei's voice brought him back to the present.

Nodding resignedly, Ichigo noted that this was uncharacteristically stern of her. Shaking it off, he asked the obvious question:

"Soooooo….what's the assignment?"

Eyes glinting playfully, she replied, "I think you'll like this assignment. It involves the Internet. I need you to go to a certain website: . For now, just explore the site a bit. It's actually quite interesting. But for your long term project, you need to do three things. First, choose a book, manga/anime, TV show, or movie to focus on. Second, review at least three stories within that category. Third, write a report on the site as a whole, using example entries and lastly, write a multi-chapter story yourself."

Ichigo blinked at the overload of information.

"Wait, fanfiction…reviews…multi-chapter? Can you write this down?" he pleaded weakly.

"Don't worry," she reassured him, chuckling, "I'll send you an email with all this later. But for right now, your main job is to just get a feel for the website."

"Okay," Ichigo sighed in relief, "I can do that. Do you have any suggestions on what category I should focus on?"

An all-too familiar mischievous smile spread across Occhi-sensei's face.

"I would suggest doing it on Bleach," she recommended innocently, "I think it would be a good match for you. You could probably empathize very well with the main character. Bleach fanfictions are in the Anime/Manga section."

Ichigo nodded his thanks and turned to leave.

"Have fun!" she called out after him.

He grunted in response and exited the classroom, and she sighed happily.

"He just walked right into that one," she thought, extremely amused, "That boy needs so much help. How I enjoy screwing with my student's lives!"

Sighing contentedly once again, she turned her attention back to her computer screen, where she was halfway through writing her forty-third Bleach fanfic.

Ichigo shouldered his backpack and left the classroom to find Rukia waiting for him.

"Hey, midget. Thanks for waiting."

"You're welcome. And I'm not a midget." she replied.

"You just keep on believing that."

Ignoring him, she asked, "What did she want to talk to you about?"

"Who, Occhi-sensei?" he clarified, "She's giving me this extra-credit project thing over winter break to make up for all the suckish ones I've gotten because of all these freaking hollows. It was weird though, she had this evil-ish sort of look to her when she told me what to do."

"And the assignment being..?"

"I'm supposed to explore this website called fanfiction," he explained, "And I have to choose a category. She suggested this one, so I'll probably just do that."

"Fanfiction? What's that, like fiction…for fans?" Rukia figured dubiously.

"Genius. Did you figure that out all by yourself?" Ichigo inquired sarcastically.

"Whatever…so then what is it?"

"Heck if I know."

Rukia sighed melodramatically and ceased he interrogation, ending the conversation by forcing Ichigo to let her help.

"Why do you want to help?"

"Because I think it's interesting," she admitted earnestly, "And I know there's something off about this. I don't really trust Occhi-sensei to give you an assignment that does not correlate to your extreme embarrassment."

"So?"

"So I want to figure out what the catch is," she confessed, "Sooooo…I can help?"

"God! Fine, you can help."

Rukia wore her smug smile with pride all the way to Ichigo's house.

Yay! I'm done! And it's not all that crappy!

I'll probably bring in some other characters soon. How very exciting…

R&R PLEASE! (It will make Ichigo happy…;3)