Synopsis:

Ichigo lost his Memories, after the Soul Society did all they could to try and return them with no success they turned to their last hope, the enemy. Though this would have given the Espadas and their Lord Aizen a full on advantage in the war, Aizen for some [unknown] reason, decided to help out the Society.

The Espadas have been sent to recover the lost memories, and the one in charge is Grimmjow…

GRIMM-ICHI

Disclaimer:

I do NOT own Bleach or any of these characters!

Rated M: For Later Chapters =)

CHAPTER ONE: Ichigo Kurosaki

The bell rang for class as I closed my locker and made sure that it was tight. Picking up my bag from the floor, I walked down the hall, as a usually Tuesday morning began. About halfway down the hall to English, I saw Renji, standing there as he usually did with his bright red hair. But today Rukia was with him, and they seemed to be flirting…

She said bye to him and he came over as she walked off to her class, I smiled "So what's up old friend?"I asked him giving him a nice pat on the back for encouragement and support. I would always support him, even if he was going out with the girl of my dreams.

He laughed, "Dear Ichigo, How do I put this? I'm in love!..." he continued to rage on , and on, and ON about his first date with Rukia yesterday. They way he put it, it made it sound like they were meant for each other… you know? It kind of made me feel bad that I was crushing on Rukia while dating Orihime. We walked into the classroom, and I was supprized to find everyone already in their seets waiting for class to being, Mr. Kuchiki was glaring at us intently, we seemed to have interrupted his talking.

I heard him sigh and start counting down as he looked at his watch, "…Four…Three…Two…" It took both Renji and I a second to figure out what the countdown was, we raced to our seats and slid in JUST in time, the bell rang for class to begin. And I saw disappointment flash in Mr. Kuchiki's eyes before they returned to normal and he simply said "Safe… for now"

Since it was only the second day of school, he basically was going over rules for the entire lesson, about 10 minutes into the most boring class in History… ha-ha get it? English… History… I'm hilarious! Anyway about 10 minutes into his long speech the classroom door opened and the Secretary of the school walked in, she was young and real pretty; I don't know her name I think it's like Matsumo or something like that.

"Com'on in… don't be shy!" she said and pulled in some guy, who was obviously a new student. I felt the energy in the room shift, especially around the girls. And what caught me even more off guard was that my girlfriend, who was undoubtedly the most loyal girlfriend in the world, was staring at the new kid as if he was and idol god.

The boy was tall, and muscular, not long lean muscles… like me, but his seemed to be the kind that could easily build up. His eyes and hair matched in color, and the strangest part was that it was blue. His hair didn't look dyed, on the contrary it looked perfectly natural, and the color seemed to suit him perfectly. He looked up, and I saw his expression of shyness with a hint of depression instantly melt all the girls in the room.

But the way he carried himself, now THAT pissed me off. One thing was to be a rebel another thing was to dress like trash, and he was easily the former. His shirt was un-tucked, he didn't have the school vest, his shirt wasn't buttoned until like the fifth one, by that time you didn't even have to look at him to know that he could steal your girl if he wanted. Worst of all his hair was un-kept.

"Thanks Rangiku, I needed that." I heard him say to the Secretary Matsumo. She smiled and touched his shoulder gently, I watched as the room fell silent waiting eagerly for his next action.

"Introduce yourself to the class." Mr. Kuchiki's cold voice brought everyone back to the reality of the situation at hand. The class sat up in their seats and pretended not to care about the new student that just walked in. Though I honestly decided to keep watching, entertain myself a bit longer.

"The name's Jaggerjack, Grimmjow Jaggerjaquez." The girls were holding it back, but I could tell, all they wanted to do right now as scream! It was his voice, it sounded as if it belonged to an angel, and okay this might sound gay, but it was just beautiful.

"That was three separate names…" Mr. Kuchiki said, his whole being not chaning in the slightest at the sound of the boy's name. "Have a seat next to Mr. Kurosaki please."

"My name is Grimmjow Jaggerjaquez you deft fool, but everyone calls me Jaggerjack so what's the problem?" I heard him mutter under his breath as he came over to sit in the empty seat between me and Orihime. His personality was violent, the way he sat and the way he'd said those words made me shudder, he was ready to kill… anytime and anywhere.

Mr. Kuchiki pretened not to hear what Grimmjow said and excused Miss Matusmo as he wrote a question on the board for us to answer in class. He asked us if we knew the answer, no one raised their hand and the class was silent, just as he was about to answer the question himself, Grimmjow spoke up.

"The United States of America" he said. Everyone turned to look at him, and even Mr. Kuchiki looked at him surprised

"Th... That is correct Mr. Jaggerjack"

There's No way in HELL how the HECK is he smart!