Pairing: GrimmxIchi/ might have some other pairings too.
Warnings: maleXmale/ smut chance in future chapters.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do not own these sweet boys. Characters belong to Tite Kubo.
Ichigo Kurosaki was running with all his might. His psychology class was about to start and he was running late because of his goddamn Goat-face-father who had impulsively decided that this particular morning was perfect for some sparring with his dear son and dragged poor Ichigo out of breakfast table just to try and "deepen" their father-son bond, which was in no way unnatural in their household.
Ichigo had easily brushed away his over eager father and an stern stare from the little girl in front of the stove had driven the overgrown kid to quit harassing his son to wail in front of the poster of their deceased mother, crying about Yuzu and Ichigo being cold to him. Ichigo had returned to his breakfast, only to realize that he was going to be late.
When he finally made it to the school, he took a moment to calm his breathing before he stepped inside the classroom A203. Ichigo scanned his surroundings and groaned in displeasure. All the front seats had been taken and there were only few seats on the back of the classroom that were free of occupiers.
He silently cursed his dad to the deepest shithole ever found on earth and took a deep breath to calm himself. Thinking about his irritation in the morning had made him agitated and that was something he didn´t want. No, if he would feel agitated then he would become nervous and lose control. Having control was definitely something he wanted to have. This was Urahara´s class.
This particular psychology class was extremely popular and always attracted a lot of students and depending on how fast you had been on getting into the class the better was the seat you could choose and unlike in normal classes, here everyone wanted to claim a place on the front row.
Ichigo was yanked away from his dream world by a playful poke to his ribcage.
"Earth to Kurosaki, do you copy?" Ichigo turned his head, his intention was to snap at whoever tried to make his day go from bad to worse but he stopped when he saw the goofy smile of his best friend, Abarai Renji.
"Renji, I didn´t know you were taking this class." Ichigo was confused. In no way he thought his friend was a… well an airhead but Renji taking a psychology class from his free will? This had to have something to do with…
"Yup, anything for Taichou~" Renji replied and the goofy smile on his face took a malicious edge. Ichigo couldn´t hold in his laughter, Renji had the strangest ways of showing Byakuya his devotion.
Renji was about to demand an explanation from the laughing red head beside him but was interrupted by a person standing behind the two of them, clearing his throat, obviously trying to signal to them that they should move because as they were now they were blocking the entrance to the classroom.
Ichigo quickly snapped out of his laughing and mumbled an apology as he pushed Renji inside the classroom following after him, wiping tears from the corners of his eyes. They sat down on the two free seats in the back of the classroom.
Renji immediately leaned his chair to the wall. He was having his hands behind his back and he looked like he was imagining that he owned the whole place. Ichigo rolled his eyes and dug his notebook and pencil case from his bag.
The notebook had been birthday present from his little sisters Yuzu and Karin. It was black and had red vertical lines and if you looked carefully you could even see white strawberries in the red lines. You wouldn`t usually find guys using stuff like it and it definitely wasn´t his style but Ichigo loved his sisters and he was almost certain that Yuzu had been the one to choose the present and he couldn´t help but to see the scene in his head. Yuzu had probably been extremely serious about finding a useful present for her brother so he would think about his family when using it and she had certainly succeed in her mission.
Ichigo gave a chuckle and shook his head. Now he had to concentrate, remember why he took the class and ignore all interruptions that were sure to come from Renji.
Ichigo raised his gaze and looked to the front of class and he was lucky his jaw didn´t drop to the floor. There in front of all the people was a single man whose hair was vibrantly blue as the sky itself and when he turned around and Ichigo could see his face the read head noticed that the man´s eyes were even brighter blue than his hair was. Before Ichigo had the chance to run all the other things he thought about the man through his brain he was interrupted by Renji, who had just elbowed him lightly to his side.
"Well that´s some crazy fuck! Who´d dye their hair blue!" Renji snorted.
His comment immediately received a look from Ichigo that was filled with killing intent and Renji immediately realized his blunder.
Ichigo didn´t take it well when someone was talking about hair colors in that manner. He himself had suffered a hell from elementary school to junior high because his natural hair color happened to be orange. It even went as far as fights. Some people actually challenged and attacked him, thought the ones attacking him were usually beaten to bloody bulbs. Sure the boy was studying to become a doctor to help people but that didn´t mean he would let people beat him up.
"Ah! I mean…" Renji tried to make what was said unsaid, not being successful in it he just shut his mouth and looked to the teacher avoiding Ichigo´s eyes.
Ichigo decided to let Renji off the hook this time because even thought he didn´t want to admit it, he was thinking along the same line as his friend.
Suddenly without a warning a roaring yell silenced the whole class that had kept a decent amount of noise.
"Mouths shut jackasses!"
Everyone turned their face towards the blunet standing in the front of the classroom, arms crossed across his broad chest and a devious smirk on his face. No one said a single word as they kept staring at the man. Ichigo could almost hear people's thoughts as every soul in the room was pondering who the hell the jerk was.
"The names Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez but for you Mr. Jaegerjaquez and I am your psychology teacher on this course. If you got a problem with me or my teaching methods then there´s a door right there so drag your asses' out the class. Any questions?"
No one made a sound or tried to rise from their seats. Grimmjow´s smirk grew wider if that was even humanely possible and then he continued.
"Okay then. Get your goddamn note books and pens ready we´re starting." As he said that he took a chalk and turned to write to the blackboard. At that moment few girls near the windows started to giggle.
The blue haired teacher turned around.
"Oi, bitches! I got three rules for this class: 1. No one speaks without permission. 2. I am always right. 3. You do as I say and right now I say that you little fuckers slam your booty to the bench and start writing."
To that statement even the faintest noises in the class died down and when Grimmjow resumed to write to the blackboard. The only thing you could hear in the class was the scraping noise of the chalk and the scratches from the student's pens that were now writing down the rules that were presented to them. With big letters the blunet wrote down his rules and the title of the course.
It said: "Love and sexual psychology".
Ichigo quickly copied all the teacher had written and then he allowed himself to look beside him, Renji´s mouth was open and he was obviously staring at the bluenet. Ichigo reached his hand and closed his friends jaw.
Renji was surprised by Ichigo´s sudden action and shuddered from the touch turning to face Ichigo, mouthing him the words.
"I said he gotta be crazy"
AN/: My first try at fanfiction. Be gentle ;)
This is something I came up with for my own amusement and I thought that others might enjoy it too.
thank you for reading and please review.
EDIT: Revised.