Hello peoples! Don't ask me why I'm starting another fandom.

I just am. :D

Please bear with me, this was written on a whim.

Pairing: Eventual UlquixGrimm, and some side pairings

Rating: T, for some teenagefriendly themes. May go up

Warnings: You know, badly written, very short. AU and OOC and YAOI

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach.

Enjoy.

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Ugh. Another freaking year of high school.

Grimmjow walked down the hallways, scaring everybody out of his way. Some saw him and walked away in the other direction. Some actually jumped away towards the sanctuary of their lockers. And some just had the nerve to stare awkwardly in his beauty.

Whisper…whisper…

Grimmjow raised his eyebrows at a group of girls who were whispering amongst themselves and staring at him. When they caught eye to eye, they looked away and started giggling.

Tch…no wonder, they're freshman.

Grimmjow sighed, finally coming to locker 912. He did what he had done for the past three years: he opened it, took the books he needed, and slammed it closed.

God, what does it take for some fun to happen around here?! He was a freaking senior already for crying out loud!

Grumbling, Grimmjow headed to his first class which happened to be calculus with Mr. Urahara.

And so the day passed without anything new. Looks like being a senior was just as disappointing as being a junior…maybe even a sophomore.

He sighed, stabbing his new grabbed lunch with a plastic fork. He didn't even realize that he had broken it in half after doing all the stabbing.

"Grimmjow!"

Grimmjow groaned as a dark haired friend sat next to him.

"Noitera."

"Grimmjow! I haven't seen you all summer! You never called me!"

"And you need to ask why?"

"Silly! Of course. I thought you said we'd be spending the entire summer together."

"No I didn't."

"Yes you did."

"No I didn't."

"Yes you did."

"No I didn't."

"Well, don't pay attention to stupid details. Did you see Hime-chan today? Man! Did she grow or what?"

"You mean silicone breasts? They got bigger?"

"Stupid!" Noitera hit Grimmjow on the head with his applejuice box. "They are so real."

"How do you know? Wait—I don't even want to know."

"She seems to be looking for some action with you-know-who!"

"Oh shut up. I told you, I don't want to date her. I never did, and I never will. She's not my type! Too freaking oh Grimmjow, would you please help be button my shirt?"

"You do a nice impression of her."

Grimmjow rolled his eyes and continued to stab his food with a now broken fork.

"Hey did you see that new emo kid?"

"What new emo kid?"

"Are you serious? You haven't seen him? Everyone's been talking about him lately."

"No I haven't seen him."

"Are you sure? You know, black hair, green eyes, as pale as the moon itself."

"The moon is made out of cheese. Cheese is not pale unless it's swiss cheese."

Noitera stared in confusion.

"Well, anyways, he's a transfer kid from somewhere. Everyone's gawking over him. I understand it. I mean, if I were gay, I would so like to bang—"

"Noitera, shut up!"

Grimmjow threw his unopened bowl of applesauce, hitting Noitera straight in the face.

"Whoa. Someone's pissed. What's up, Grimmy? Why so serious?" Grimmjow rolled his eyes, clucking his tongue.

"It's not that, Noitera. I'm just so bored!"

"Then find someone to date. That always keeps me entertained."

"Well, I don't just want to date someone just to date someone. I want some freaking drama!"

"Drama?"

"Yes. Drama."

"Drama?"

"Drama."

"Why not join a drama club? OW! What?" Noitera rubbed his head.

"Not that kind of drama stupid. I want some interesting, love drama! You know, like that one in Passions or All My Children…"

"…"

"What?!"

"Nothing. It's just that you just don't seem to be the kind of guy to want to get up in a mess like that."

Grimmjow shook his head, stabbing his juicebox with the straw. Breathing in deeply, he drank the entire content with one sip.

And then he started choking.

"Grimm? Are you alright?"

Grimmjow coughed, juice splurting everywhere.

But it wasn't the juice that made him choke.

It was that person, just standing across from him.

That one black-haired person with those deep green eyes.

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So yeah. What did you think? Good? Bad? Let me know! :D I promise it will get better.

Arigatou!