There was only one thing worse than disguising myself as a student and entering a High School to spy on the Ichigo Kurosaki kid--falling for a girl who was obsessed with someone who was her same gender.

I kept repeatedly cursing to myself as I stalked down the hall towards my classroom. The uniform was rather uncomfortable and very irratating to my chest (which was used to being bare). "Why the hell must I always get stuck with the stupid pointless missions?!" I muttered under my breath. After a few turns I made out the door.

"I hope this is just a bad dream and that I'll wake up back in Las Noches..." I was finally at the classroom door.

"Too bad it isn't," hissed a cold voice. I knew it all too well.

"Shuddup, Emo Kid," I barked at Ulquiorra behind me, "you're not the one who has to go to some damn human school!"

The Prince of Darkness didn't even twitch to my tone. As usual. Piss me off... "Stop complaining. It's just for the day...or week..."

"How about I pop my foot up your--"

"YOU CAN COME IN NOW, NEW KID!!"

"What the hell?" I twisted to the door. "Was that the teacher?! Damn she's loud."

Ulquiorra shurgged and strolled off. "Aizen hopes to hear all about your day..."

"Keep walking!" I snapped and opened the door. The teacher waved me over. "Class this is Grimmjow J-J-...Grimmjow!"

"It's Jeagerjaques," I stated to her stupidity. The screaching of a chair--Ichigo Kurosaki dashed past me so fast my tie flipped in the wind. The door slammed shut.

"He's been awkward lately..." The teacher said to no one in particular.

I glared at every person in the room. I picked out a handful that I sensed reiatsu coming from.

Some midgit with white hair.

A woman with large breats and red hair.

Freakazoid covered in tattoos.

Peacock ugly. At least his hair wasn't over sparkling like the res tof his body.

Baldy with those strange eye markings.

And a black haired girl who looked relatively normal out of all of them. I ignored the humans who had faint traces of Spirit energy.

The following day was hell. A LIVING HELL.

The class was in an uproar untill I walked in. They instantly fell silent and began murmuring to themselves.

I noticed how Kurosaki wasn't in today. Damn. How can I complete this mission when he's not here?!

Ignoring the quiet I took my time towards the back of the class and sat on a random person's desk top. They watched me all the way. Some girl was brave--or stupid--enough to actually confront me for no reason.

"You're in my seat." OK, so she did have a reason. Her glasses gleamed.

"You're point is?" I asked dejectedly, keeping my gaze focused on anything BUT her. She arched an eyebrow.

"You're rude."

"And you're an annoying four-eyed freak. Now we're even."

Gasps from the students. She didn't respond. I risked a glance at her. "Let me take that back--you're annoying. He's the four-eyed freak." I jabbed my finger at some thin human reading a book at his desk while his two 'friends' stood next to him. One was large and dark and the other was a younger version of that red head shinigami.

The skinny kid turned, sneered, and then looked back on what he was skimming before.

She folded her arms back against her chest. "I'm annoying? Have you looked in a mirror lately?"

"Bitch, go away."

She rolled her eyes skyward. "Pfft. Whatever." Was she talking back to me? I hated that more than Ulquiorra. I HATE HUMANS.

"I'll move when I feel like moving," I stated with irritation glazing my tone.

"I would appreciate if you moved now."

"Make me." I growled. That was when I noticed the students were starting to inch closer. Obviously they were ready to step in at any moment.

The annoying girl flashed a grin. "You know, I really don't like you."

"Good. I hate you more."

"I'm Chizuru Honsho," she extended her hand out to me. I remained silent. All I could do was stare at her hand. "You're supposed to shake it."

"I ain't stupid ya know," I scolded past barred teeth. The red haired Shinigami snorted and her friends covered her mouth. I shot them all a death glare.

Chizuru's arm remained out. I slapped it down and slid off her desk, storming toward the door just as it slid open.

Kurosaki strolled in, yawning. I grabbed the back of his collar. "We need to talk."

"What the hell?! I don't wanna fight!" He was serious?

"I don't wanna fight you little tart!"

"Then what do you want?"

i dragged him outside and slammed the door on curious faces. "I need help. That Cheza girl is really starting to piss me off."

Kurosaki asked, "Why the hell are you here anyway?"

"Mission."

"Oh, that sucks."

"Shut up before I kick your ass again."

"Correction I was the last victor!"

"Now it's a tie but I'm going to win next time! Actually, you had help. Unfair."

"I would've won."

"Doesn't count."

He flashed his tounge. "Whatever. Anyway, what's the mission?"

"Isn't it obvious?" I turned abruptly back toward the classroom. "Now then, if you don't have any helpful adivce I'm just gonna choose my prey."

"Wait what?!"

"Just playing. You're my prey." I entered the room again to a bunch of angry girls. OK, pissed off beyond all hopes of ever restraining high school females. "What do you all want?"

---

"They threw me in a closet!" I roared at the Espada seated around the table, "It was murder! Good thing Halibel's the only girl or we'd have a major problem."

"I can still kick most of your asses so stop talking," Halibel mentioned.

Aizen, Ichimaru, and Tousen strolled into the room. "Goodday my fellow Espada," Aizen chirped, "Today we have to observe Grimmjow's report. I'm sure he's told you most of the story already. Just because it's such an exciting mission and it couldn't wait to be shared."

"It's just loads of fun." I mumured sarcastically.

---

"Good morning, Grimmjow," Chizuru chimed, "You're in my seat again."

"There's nothing I love more than pissing someone off," I noted.

She pulled up a chair and sat infront of me. Her eyes narrowed into dangerous slits but she remained grimly silent.

I suddenly remembered how she acted around the other girls. Lesbo much?

I sipped my soda. My only means of breakfast. How could humans survive this stuff? It tasted like crap.

"What?" I finally asked after a few moments of tense silence.

"Why is your hair blue?"

"Birth defect."

"Is it dominant?"

"Who wants to know?"

"I do."

"Go away, I'm not answering any of your pointless questions."

"Did you do your homework?"

"Why would I?"

"You answered my question."

"With another question so I didn't actually answer anything." Why the hell was she so annoying?!

Chizuru sighed heavily and leaned forward, pressing a kiss on my lips. I pulled back in shock and fell out of my chair. The class broke out laughing.

She repleaced her chair. "I like a man with a short-temper." and she walked away to join her friends.

---

The Espada sat at the table that afternoon, waiting for Grimmjow to return.

"You would think Grimmjow'd be back by now," Nnoitra said.

"It must've been an interesting day," Szayel added.

"Speak of the Devil," Halibel said, dragging all of the Espada's attentions onto me as I entered the room--a book in one hand and a notebook and pencil in the other.

They were silent as I made his way to the table and sat across from Ulquiorra.

I opened the book. Then my notebook. And began to read.

After a few seconds I glanced up at the Espada who were curiously watching. "What? It's just homework."

"Homework?" Yammy retorded.

"What? You have a problem with homework?"

"No...It's just...I never expected you of all people to do homework..."

"A kiss can take you places."

"Come again?"

"I want some soda."

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