Collage life can be a pain in the ass, especially when your the 'poor kid in on scholarship' kind of thing. Cashmere, Gucci, Chenal. This top college only excepts the highest ranked… in fashion? Good thing Uryu Ishida, the mysterious perfect student, is creating his own fashion company behind the scenes of studying to become a doctor. No YAOI, no powers! Rated T for language, and implication. Most Shinigami/Vizard and Hollow/Arancar/Espada/Whatever you qualify Aizen Gin and Tosin as, are either gang members, rebels, cops, business men/women, students, teachers, or friends.
Hey, I know what you're thinking... 'Another Uryu story! Really?!'... but it's true. I can't help myself, I love him toooooo much! Btw, I do not own Bleach.
"That's just great!"
I, Ichigo Kurosaki, a college first year have just been accepted to the best medical school in Tokyo. Finding my way here was a bitch, finding the list with my dorm number was a bitch, but now that I found the number it seems as though my roommates name has been smudged off of it in the rain! Oh yeah, did I forget to mention that it is raining and that I forgot my umbrella? FUCKIN' BASTARDS OUT TO GET ME!
"*CRACK*"
"God, is it really thunder and lightning? I don't really give a fuck who my roommate is, I just want to get insi-"
"WHERE'D HE GO!"
"I-I-I don't know, boss!"
"SHIT! C'MON QUINCY! STOP PLAYIN' THESE GA- AHHHHHHHH!"
I would recognize that voice anywhere! It belongs to that teenage gang leader, Gor- no, Gro- no, Gromjaw? I don't really care! I just want to-"
"*BANG*"
"God! Was that a gun!?"
"*BANG*"
"Shit!"
What did you expect the number one protector to do? I ran to where I heard the gun shot, I've taken down that gang before and even with the help of my best friend Chad (who is currently on tour for Toxic Crush, his band) I got admitted into the hospital with a bullet in my shoulder!
I ran at top speed, there where already two bullets fired, he isn't exactly the kind to shoot warning shots.
"*CRACK*"
The park? There he is! But wait... What's he aiming at?
"C'MON OUT! QUINCY WIMP!"
"Quincy? That is a very interesting title you guy's have given me. Let me guess… it's for the five hundreds I got on our five entrance quizes, correct?"
"Oh, so you finally come out of hiding?"
"It seemed as though you would have never found me and I didn't want you to accidentally shoot your eye out."
"CAN IT YOU BITCH!"
"I can see anger management courses in your past… and most likely, in your near future."
"*BANG*"
"Where exactly are you aiming?"
"STOP MOVIN' AROUND! DI ROY, EDRAD, HOLD 'IM DOWN!"
"We-we would, boss, but he is so fast… we can't catch him!"
"Let me tell you somthin'… I DON'T GIVE A FUCK! GET 'IM"
"Y-yes boss!"
There he is! Blue Nikes, white skinny jeans, fitting light blue shirt, white jacket, coal hair, glasses, slim features, nice ass that's for sure… Okay so maybe I'm a little gay and I don't exactly find interest in the opposed sex… Ahh fuck it, you won't tell, I'm as gay as a Ken doll. But this guy… he moves so gracefully, like he get's shot at for breakfast. Wait! I forgot! He's the one bein' shot at!
"HEY! GROMJU! OVER HERE!"
"Oh, if it isn't little Ichigo Kurosaki. How, may I ask, did you manage to get into this school?"
"Pay attention to your opponent, Jaegerjaquez."
'Quincy' was standing right behind the leader, and the leader (Jaegerjaquez?) eye's widened to the size of dinner plates as he whipped around to come face to face with the petite boy. Then he smirked showing off all his white teeth.
"Got ya, Quincy."
"I don't think so, Jaegerjaquez."
"*BANG*"
'Quincy kicked his foot up into the leaders chin, effectively knocking 'Jaegerjaquez' on his ass, with the gun firing straight into the air.
"STRAWBERRY! WATCH IT!"
"Huh?"
"Got 'im boss!"
"Nice work boys. Now, my sweet little Quincy, would you care to make an exchange? Kurosaki for you. I'm being very generis, it would be wise to accept my offer."
WAIT, WHAT THE HOLY FUCKIN' HELL! He was knocked onto the floor one minute, and the next, three of his gang members are holding me in a death grip that a rhino could not get away from... Rukia's gonna laugh at me for this one... I heard a mutter under someones breath.
"Four. Two more left…"
"What'll it be, Quincy?"
"Fine."
"Come here then."
"Let him go first."
"Do you think I'm stupid? The moment we let go, you two are gonna bolt! Come here and well do it at the same time."
"Fine."
"*CRACK*"
The small boy walked up, and 'Jaegerjaquez' held out his hand. The boy took it, and I was released from the death grip I was held in. The 'Quincy' turned to me and said as clear as day, even through the down pour…
"Run."
"WHAT DID YOU SAY, QUIN-"
'Quincy' knead the guy in the gut, then expanded his leg and kicked Jaegerjaquez's balls. Hard.
"BITCH!"
"*BANG BANG*"
"Zero."
The leader aimed his gun directly at the smirking 'Quincy's' head and fired, for a second I was afraid he was dead, but nothing came out of the gun. 'Quincy' brought down his other leg down upon the guys head and he was out. 'Quincy' then covered his hand with his jacket and picked up the gun, still held by Jaegerjaquez's unconscious hand, and opened it.
"Zero."
Still smirking, he closed the gun back up and tossed it to the blond, who easily caught it, and 'Quincy' began to walk away. But then, he stopped and turned around with a frown, looking at the blond who he had tossed the gun to.
"Granz-san."
"Yes?"
"Should I expect your brother latter?"
"Knowing Szayel, you will."
"Him and Jaegerjaquez in one day? God, I am going to die…"
"I'll try and stall, he is quite a pain for you, Ishida-kun."
"You and him alike."
"But, out of the two of us, which is better?"
"You. By a long shot. See you, Granz-san."
"See you, Ishida-kun."
He walked until he was right next to me, muttering under his breath again…
"You idiot."
"What?"
"You're bleeding. Granz-san does have some nails on him… here."
He reached his right hand into his back pocket and pulled out a small, rectangular, blue box. He flicked the lid up and pulled something out. After peeling it open he used his free hand to hold my hair up, than (after wiping the water off with his jacket's sleeve) placed a band-aid on my forehead where the blond had gouged me.
"If you are going to be on campus don't get involved in my fights. I would do better if I didn't have to care for somone else's safety."
"*CRACK*"
He was so gentle when he placed the band-aid on me, almost motherly, but he said those words like he was made completely out of ice and his eye's reflected his words.
"Ichigo Kurosaki."
"Uryu Ishida."
He looked me in the eye's and I felt like I was five getting in trouble for running out into the middle of the road. He walked by me at a leisurely pace before turning his head over his shoulder, soaked hair hanging to his face, I almost missed it when he said…
"Aren't you coming back to our dorm?"
"What?"
"Oh yeah, my name was smeared, but I am your roommate and, personally, I would love to get dry. So grab your bags and let's go."
Turning my head behind me I saw my two bags, completely soaked.
Damn.
*Inside Main School Office*
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I'M NOT IN URYU'S DORM ROOM!?"
"W-w-well Gr-Gran-z-kun, it ju-st di-dn't lis-t you tw-o tog-ether…"
"I realized that you, IMBECILE! CHANGE IT NOW!"
"I-I can't exact-ly do-do that, without Urahara-san's pre-premission, along with Is-Ishida-kuns…"
"Fine! Wait a second!"
Szayel POV
I pulled out my pink rhinestone Iphone 13, and pulled up 'Kisuke Urahara'.
"Ahh, Urahara-sensei, how are you?"
"Oh, Granz-kun! I'm doing great! How are you~" "
Well, I'm not doing to well. Actually, me and Ishida-kun, aren't doing that well."
"Oh? What's wrong?"
"It's just that we really wanted to share a room together, and it seems someone must have messed up my roommate request and-"
"Nothing was messed up, Granz-kun. Ishida-kun stated that he would rather, and I quote, 'Rot in hell than to share a room with Szayel Granz.' So unless Ishida-kun comes to me with a request for you, I am not switching your rooms."
"But, Uraha-"
"Goodbye≈ *Clip!*"
"AHHHHH! FUCKING URAHARA YOU BASTARD!"
*Back at Ichigo's and Uryu's dorm*
"If you don't mind, I will shower up first… Jaegerjaquez germs… gross."
"Ya sure, I'll look around."
Ichigo POV
He walked past me, not sparing a second glance, and opened up a door. Probably the bathroom… Nice place… This living room is the size of the one I have at home! A kitchen, bathroom, and two doors. Probably the bedrooms.
Opening the first door, I found on the right side of the room, was a queen bed with a white blanket (with a blue cross in the middle of it) light blue sheets, and light blue pillows. Two bookshelves were on the left side practically filled with books and some little… stuffed toys? Wa-wa-wait a minute! There are fake people with dresses on them! Huh? Isn't that the dress Ciel wore when he thought the Viscount was Jack the Ripper? That's really awesome looking! Wait. No it isn't. It is not cool at all!
"Guys don't sew!"
"I think the fact that there are sewing supplies all around my room, and the fact that I have a working penis, contradict your theory."
"WHA-"
"I sell the toys and dresses online. Have you heard of 'False Moon'?"
"Yeah… some girls were talkin' 'bout it…"
"Well, that's my online fashion company."
"If you would mind leaving my room now, I would like some sleep for tomorrow."
"S-sure."
Stepping out of the room, I went to the other door, pulling it open I found my own queen sized bed (delivered earlier) with blue bed sheets/pillows, an empty dresser and closet. I'll just set my stuff up tomorrow. With that thought in mind I grabbed some (dry) pjs and toiletries, and headed for the shower.
"You might want to get up now."
Ichigo sent up a flying kick, ment to hit his dad's face, up fast into the air. Quickly moving his torso back, like you would in the Matrix, Uryu then proceeded to grab the leg and, somehow, pull himself onto Ichigo.
My eye's opened from the little suprising weight on my lap. If dad sat on me I would be gasping for breath, but this weight feels like nothing… my roommate was sitting on my stomach, right above my groin.
"HOLY FUCKIN' SHIT! WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY LAP!"
"Avoiding getting kicked in the face. I was just waking you up before you're late for your first day of school, when you sent a kick up at me."
"Oh, ah, sorry, I guess… my dad likes to wake me up with a surprise kick to the face every morning so I'm kinda used to kicking him when I wake up."
"Won't wake you up again…"
"Haha, what time is it?"
"7:45"
"OHMYGOD! I'm gonna be late!"
In a haze, I totally forgot the fact that someone was sitting (very comfortably) in my lap, and knocked my roommate onto the floor. His eyes opened wide behind his rectangular gasses, and his cheeks hinted the most adorable shade of red from the fact that he fell flat on his face.
"I'm sooo sorry! Let me help."
"Sure…"
I held out my hand and he, hesitantly, took it. Helping him up, his face came so close to mine, I was able to see his head clear and his beautiful blue eyes go back into focus. I must of held on too long because he gave me this awkward look, while raising one eyebrow in question. Now my face went red and I quickly let go.
"You're going to be late, Kurosaki."
"Yeah…"
With that, he left my bedroom, leaving me in a state if puzzlement. Who exactly was this mysterious boy? Wait… what time was it? Oh yeah… it's peanut butter jelly time… no. That's not right at all. It's-*turn twords clock*-it's-*double take*-
"IT'S 7:50!"
*:p~time skip! Ten minutes into second period on the first day of school*
Narrator POV
Walking through one of many hallways, Uryu found himself, hopelessly, lost. The Head Director Ukitake-sensei gave him a map, but considering the fact that he was balancing books in his left hand, deciphering the crudely drawn map (there were frikken bunnies on it!) in his right, and just being generally concerned about the fact that he was ten minutes late… he was in a piss-poor mood.
Stampeding the halls, after getting kicked out by the worst science teacher on the planet, Stark, Mayuri was steaming mad. Students who didn't have first period, or who didn't care enough to go, stood in the hallways, talking to friends. Upon seeing the steaming student, all quickly backed up and stayed close to the walls. All except one, that is.
The one in the piss-poor mood who was trying to decipher the, crudely drawn, bunny map.
Keeping his eyes on the map, Uryu didn't pay attention to anything or anyone. He never had to. When his mood was as fowl as it was right now, people tended to back up. Not exactly taking into account that this was a new school and that nobody here knows his reputation besides Granz... He tuned everything and everyone out.
Keeping his eyes closed, Mayuri didn't pay attention to anything or anyone. He never had to. When his mood was as fowl as it was right now, people tended to back up. He is currently a third year and everyone, including the newbies, knew his reputation. Nobody would dare step in his way, especially when he was like this. He tuned everything and everyone out.
The two people collided.
Books and bunny maps going everywhere, Uryu's and Mayuri's eyes grew tenfold than narrowed to slits, as they both looked accusatory twords each other.
"HOW DARE YOU! YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT!"
"How dare I?! You're the one who needs to look where he's going! Who do you think you are?!"
This, of course, resulted in a screaming match. Both sitting on the floor. Both not caring, or forgetting, about the books and papers scattered around them. Everyone around slowly slid away, everyone except two. Two people who we're apart of the 'too cool for school' group. The one with feathers on his eyebrow, obviously breaking the school's lenient dress code, pulled out his Iphone 13 and started recording the fight.
"Yumichica, I don't think that that's the best idea…"
"But it's hilarious, Ikkaku!"
"Ya, but if the freak Kurotsuchi sees it-"
Yumichica shoved his phone in his pocket and scurried off before Mayuri could see him. Ikkaku followed.
"UGH! You're impossible! I'm going to class."
"I'M NOT DONE YET!"
Picking up his papers, Uryu started walking the halls again, hoping that the magical bunnies would save him from running into (literally) more annoying people like that. As soon as the sound of the blue haired boy's screaming faded he remembered something.
He couldn't find his way to his math class.
Most people look the same in this story, besides the extraordinary features such as... Hollow holes and masks, swords (Ikkaku has a wooden one), creepy make-up (Mayuri looks like he did in the shower scene, minus the gold teeth), Lilynette is Starks daughter, Kenpatchi and Noittora (not sure if I spelled that right, I don't like Noittora, I love Kenny!) do not have eye patches (sorry to those with wierd fetishes.)
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