#2. The nerd and the playboy.
''Grimmjow-kun, you do realize how pathetically you are failing math right?'' I raised one eyebrow at my math teacher, Hirako Shinji. Of course I knew I was bad at math, but that didn't make me want to actually waste my breath at understanding it. I did well in other subjects, so it should cover up my final score, and it wasn't like I wanted to go to a great university or be top of my school. Just passing it is more than enough.
''Don't you give me that look, I'm your teacher, you brat,'' In what world did teachers call their students brat?
''I don't care about math,'' I reply, not even sparing him a glance.
''Seriously! You little piece of shi-'' Hirako seemed to be going into one of his bitchy fits when the door to the staff room slid open suddenly and Hirako coughed awkwardly to contain his words. Deciding to take a look at the presence that from the boring nag, I glanced at the kid before me who was tall enough to reach my chin and his scalp sporting bright orange hair. Kurosaki Ichigo.
His black rimmed glasses looked fugly as ever adorning his pale and gloomy face. He held a bunch of print outs in his hands and looked at the ground. I clicked my tongue at the sight before me. He's so puny.
''Oh, Kurosaki-kun, did you collect the print outs? Thanks!'' Hirako said cheerily while Kurosaki only nodded and put down the print outs on Hirako's table then he bowed. He was about to leave when all hell broke loose. More like, the can of worms in Hirako's brain broke loose.
''I have an idea! Wait, Kurosaki-kun, I need you to do me a favour.'' Kurosaki stopped in his tracks beside me and turned to look at our lunatic teacher. Hirako Shinji was grinning, this can't be good.
''Our Grimmjow-kun here, has been having a bit of a trouble with math. Would you please tutor him?''
Oh fuck no.
''Wait, Hirak-Teacher,'' Hirako noticed the tongue slip but decided to let it go, ''I don't need help from someone like him. My other subjects are fine, so spare me this headache,''
''What do you mean by 'someone like him?' you numb skull, he's in the top 3 in your grade. Even if your other subjects are fine and even if your overall marks look pretty, if you fail one subject, you will be held back.'' He raised one nasty blonde eyebrow, ''You wouldn't want that now, would you?''
I want to strangle him so bad. Kind of sad that it's illegal, and unfortunately, he has a point.
I sigh, looking at the orange haired nerd. He was still looking at the ground, as if that's the most fascinating thing in the room. What a timid bastard.
''Well, Kurosaki-kun?'' Hirako asks and the nerd just nods.
When we are out, I'm about to head towards my classroom when I hear him mumble, ''Um, it's..''
I turn around, frown and a disgusted look etched on my face. Look at that slouch in his shoulders. Are you even a man?
''What is it?'' I sigh eventually when he remains silent, then he seemingly takes a breath before glancing at me once before he looks down again, what the hell.
''You can, you can come over to my place after school, for studying.'' He says and it takes my all not to just ignore him and forget that this whole arrangement was about to be set up between us. But just realizing that I would have to stay in this god forsaken place for another year if I did makes my mouth string words together, ''Sure. Where do you live?''
He looks startled. Well surprise! I am too, ''Here,'' He says as he takes a pen and a small notebook –seriously?- from his pocket and writes down an address then he puts it in my open palm. ''Go there after school.'' He says lowly then turns to head back into our classroom. I glance at the neat handwriting before crumbling the paper and shoving it in my pocket. What a drag.
I arrive at the Kurosaki Clinic and I take a deep breath, gathering all the energy to be able to survive through this hell with the nerd. I ring the doorbell, once, twice before the door opens to reveal a chestnut haired young girl. Her eyes are bright and wide as she takes in my appearance. The ear piercings must scare her, coupled with my blue hair, but she doesn't even flinch, just stares up at me with a bit of surprise.
''Uh, you are…?'' She questions and I reply, ''Kurosaki's classmate.'' I tell her and her eyes widen, ''Nii-chan's friend, you say?!'' She squeaks, her voice breaks at the end and I grimace, what was up with this child?
She smiles awkwardly before half bowing in apology, ''Please come in, I'll call my brother down,'' She tells me as she makes way for me to enter. We arrive at the end of the stairs when the girl calls out, ''Ichigo Nii-chan! A friend from school has come to see you,''
''I wouldn't really call us friends,'' I mumble but she doesn't seem to care when she calls out again, this time sharper, ''Nii-chan! I'm telling you that your friend has come to visit!''
There's a loud thud and the girl pouts, brows creasing into a frown, ''-coming, I'm coming, I'm coming'' The voice gets louder and louder until a man stops at the end of the stairs on the other side, his messy orange hair even messier and I'm honestly trying my best not to get shocked.
He's wearing black denim pants which hug his long and sexy-how did I not know?- legs tightly, the short sleeved white shirt is a perfect fit and reaches just until the waist line of his pants, the V-neck showing creamy skin enclosing beautiful collarbones. My eyes travel to his face which are rid of those hideous black rimmed glasses and I look straight into bright, brown eyes much like the girl but his are more velvety and alive. He's standing there with his shoulders broad and confidence oozing off of him. He's squinting at the moment and his lips are swollen –Why are they so red?- his cheeks are shining white and really, I wouldn't have known that this sexy and very fuck-able creature in front of me was Kurosaki Ichigo if not for the presence of those bright orange strands adorning his head, unless other people had natural orange hair too.
I watch as the corner of his swollen lips turn up into a smirk and holy shit, the cheeky little bastard.
''Were you sleeping?'' The girl asks and Ichigo turns his attention to the girl before croaking out a, ''Yeah,'' voice breaking deliciously and a dark thought of 'What would he sound like in bed?' crossed my mind but I shove it aside.
''Well, I'm going out. Karin and dad might be back in a couple of hours. There's food on the table so eat it if the both of you get hungry,'' She says then turns around, walking towards the door and Kurosaki speaks up, ''Wait, Yuzu, where are you going?'' This is the first time I'm hearing Kurosaki's voice so clearly.
''Jinta's place!'' She replies as Kurosaki climbs down the stairs, ''Wait, you can't be-''
''Don't worry, Ururu-chan and Kisuke-san are going to be there too! I'll be back in an hour,'' She says and Kurosaki is now standing right beside me and I try my best not to look in his direction. Seriously, what kind of a twist is this? Oh, but there was more to come.
''Okay, Sure, be careful,'' he says and the bass in his voice is very attractive. He's very attractive, wait-stop, go back. Don't be attracted to the nerd, this is all an illusion. But what if the nerd was the illusion? I shake my head to clear it. What in the world…
The door shuts and we are left alone in the house. One second, two seconds, three- ''Let's go into the kitchen,'' I hear from beside me and Kurosaki starts walking in the direction of said place. I follow him and on the way, I see him pick up his school bag from the couch in the living room. Did he leave it there so that he doesn't have to bring it down again, was the efficient Kurosaki Ichigo this lazy?
''Sit down,'' he says as he seats himself in one of the dining room chairs. I sit across from him when a notebook is slid into my line of vision, ''Those are some of the problems which appear in most of the tests, try to solve it now.'' He says and I look up at him looking straight at me with a piercing gaze. I open the book and honestly, it's like Greek and Latin to me. Well, it is. What the hell did I need to use a theta in my day to day life for anyway? I huff and sigh. This is gonna be hard.
A few minutes pass by before I look up at him again after attempting and failing to solve the first problem. He brought himself an apple and I watch him as he takes a bite of it, his jaw flexing and eyes fixed on the table, his chin jerks as he manages to bite a piece off and he starts crunching it in his mouth, his lips are not swollen now but they glisten with the sweet fructose, he then presses his lips together before he wipes a pink tongue across them, then he proceeds to take another bite. But this time, he stops midway and I frown, my eyes traveling to his brown eyes and I'm stuck because he caught me staring at him.
He leans forward across the table, never breaking eye contact. His finger taps on the notebook between my hands and then he says, ''If you are done eye fucking me, could you continue solving these?''
My mouth hangs open and there's nothing I can do anymore.
Kurosaki Ichigo, what in the world are you?
There might be a continuation in another chapter. Maybe if I get a review?
