shukaku: Yeah, I know, weird update times but ya gotta work with me. Here's another chapter! Enjoy!

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2 weeks later

Grimmjow knew just about everyone in his class and probably a quarter of the school's girls and some guys. He made it his personal goal to fuck with Ichigo's mind everyday and bug the hell out of him whenever he saw the opportunity. Said teen was beginning to figure out that if he ignored the Sexta and refused to play along he would eventually stop.... but not always. And today was one of those days. Grimmjow placed his feet on the back of Ichigo's chair and pushed, earning a glare when he gave a soft kick. The Sexta merely smiled and went back to his school work for a few minutes, watching the teen relax in his periphial vision. Once he knew Ichigo was no longer paying attention to him, Grimmjow leaned forwards and brushed his fingertips across the exposed part of his neck. Ichigo jerked forward with a low growl and was very tempted to turn and snarl at him but thought better of it and instead chose to ignore him.

'This is going to be fun,' Grimmjow thought, planning out the rest of his day as he did his school work.

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While Grimmjow was going to his locker to get money for lunch, he caught sight of the black haired teen again. Most of his upper body was unfortunately hidden by the open locker so he could not get a good look at him. The Sexta narrowed his eyes as the locker began to close and swore when a large group of students decided they wanted to crowd around the teen, all trying to get to their lockers before they were late back to class. To his dismay, the teen was gone when the group left and all Grimmjow could see was the other males retreating backside.

'Not too bad of a sight anyway,' He thought with a smirk. The Espada soon grumbled to himself and slammed his locker shut before heading back to class. Grimmjow sat alone at the back of the class during lunch, staring thoughtfully out the window as the others students around him chatted excitedly.

"Oi, Grimmjow," He looked up and scowled.

"What do you want, Kurosaki?" He growled at the teen. Over the last two weeks, the two had come to an agreement that Ichigo's group would not bother him and he would not bother them; though it only applied during lunch.

"I know we agreed not to go near each other during lunch but insisted that I set an example and talk to you." He grumbled, scuffing his shoe on the floor.

"Don't care, get the hell away from me," The Espada snorted. He saw Ichigo's eyes narrow and rethought his decision; this was the perfect opportunity to mess with him. "Fine, ya wanna talk? Let's talk," He looked at a nearby student and muttered for them to get up and move. Ichigo was less than surprised when the boy did so immediately, poor kid was probably terrified of him. Grimmjow hooked his foot around the leg of the desk and dragged it towards him before offering it to Ichigo, moving his foot away at the same time. Ichigo sat down and he resumed looking out the window.

"How do you like it here?" Ichigo knew better than to bring up Aizen or Grimmjow's supposed mission when at school. Grimmjow gave him a look that said 'what do you think?' and sighed.

"It's not half bad.... from a human perspective," He grunted. "I especially like all the damn virgins," He grinned and Ichigo rolled his eyes. "All the women back home are good for nothing whores and they always throw themselves at your feet when you don't fuck 'em for a few days straight. The men..... eh, not so bad but filthy sluts all the same."

"Wait...? Are you telling me what I think you are?" Ichigo pinched the bridge of his nose.

"What if I am?" A slow grin worked its way across his face. The teens eyes widened and his jaw fell.... Grimmjow was bi.... Grimmjow fucking Jeagerjaques was bi?! "What? You don't believe me?"

"It's hard to believe but I'll take your word for it," Ichigo muttered.

"You afraid I might show you its true?" The teen's eyes widened when Grimmjow leaned in, his face mere inches from his own.

"Back the hell up!" He hissed at the Espada.

"If you two are going to argue, take it outside," scolded them. Ichigo growled and grabbed his things. Grimmjow followed him with a smirk, earning a wary glance from the teens' friends. Ichigo went up to the roof with the Sexta in tow and dropped his things before whipping around to punch him. Grimmjow anticipated this and caught his fist with a maddening grin and a laugh.

"What's wrong, shinigami?" Grimmjow taunted him.

"You're what's wrong, Grimmjow!" He retorted, wrenching his hand free. "Why can't you just leave me the hell alone?!" Ichigo gave a gasp when Grimmjow suddenly lunged, knocking him to the ground. The teen let out a chocked cry and arched up in pain when his back and head connected with the ground heavily.

"If I'm such a problem, then get rid of me," He growled in his ear. Ichigo snarled and struggled underneath the Espada, shocked when he found that he was still overpowered. "Just cause I have a gigai on, it doesn't mean I'm not stronger than you."

"The hell you are!" Ichigo tore himself free and shoved Grimmjow away, jumping to his feet almost immediately. He ducked away when the Sexta lunged again; he wasn't fast enough to strike back and was thrown over the other's shoulder.

"Face it, kid, I'm stronger and faster than you, even in a gigai!" Grimmjow laughed, standing over him. Ichigo jumped up again after recovering from his daze and caught the Espada with a powerful right hook. The man stumbled back and growled when the coppery taste of blood filled his mouth; damn gigai and its soft skin. Ichigo went to punch him again but Grimmjow dodged, kicking his leg out to kick the younger male. He gave a satisfied grin when his leg connected with the teen's stomach and was fairly sure he'd heard a few ribs crack or at least felt them. He jumped back before the boy could recover and laughed darkly as he bent over, holding his mid-section in pain. "Heh, lunch is over, Kurosaki, better get back to class," He taunted as he began to walk off, grabbing his things along the way. 'I'll finish this some other time,' He thought with a smirk.

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Grimmjow jumped up from his desk and bolted out the door when the last bell of the day rang. He scanned the sea of students as they began to flood the halls, hoping to catch a glimpse of the black haired teen. It soon became too crowded for even Grimmjow and students made it their goal to stay as far away from him as possible. One student, probably a foot shorter than the Espada was shoved into him hard enough to cause him to stumble back into a few students. He growled in annoyance when he felt someone shove him forward and for a moment he thought someone was digging through his school bag. The Sexta left promptly with a snort of disgust at the humans around him. When he returned home, he carelessly tossed his bag aside and pulled his shirt off before heading to the bedroom to change.

'Stupid, dumbass shinigami,' He thought, examining his busted lip. He changed into a comfortable white tank top and some jeans and went back into the living room. He grabbed his school bag and opened it, narrowing his eyes when he found an envelope addressed to him. 'So, someone was in my bag,' He thought, pulling the envelope out. He recognized the writing on the front as Gin's and rolled his eyes. The Sexta opened it and read the short letter.

'Remember ta stay on task, Grimmjow, an' don' deflower every girl ya see.' Grimmjow laughed and crumpled it before throwing it in the trash. Gin was certainly smart, having a human deliver the note but his hand writing gave him away.

'I'll get the info but I'll do as I damn well please in the mean time.' He thought with a snort. He finished off his homework and went to bed, thinking of ways to torture Ichigo the next day.

shukaku: Well, what did you think? Any good? Well, plz R&R!