Woo, on to chapter 2.

I know I already posted it, but I didn't like the names I gave the two dogs. Nothing in this chapter has changed except for their names. I thought this would be better than to change it next chapter (which I'll hopefully have done soon).

YUKI'S P.O.V.

You have got to be fuckin' kidding me. He's in all of my classes? Every singe one of them! Homeroom, language arts (according to Ichigo), drama (ugh), and P.E., why all of them? I don't care much about him being in my acting class. In fact, it was pretty amusing seeing him all confused by what was going on. Yet now he has to ruin P.E. for me. Why, of all classes, does it have to be my favorite?

"Hey, Yu-ki-ko." Aki, one of Mayu's followers, crouches down in front of me. It seems like she doesn't get it. Most times creatures who crouch down before another are showing submission. So she is showing submission yet still believes that she's higher up on the social ranking scale that I am. Maybe she is. "Should I care? "D-"

I walk away with my running shoes, only in my white socks, before she can continue. Sure, I may seems rude, but I don't need to listen to whatever she has to say. It's never nice. I know that I'm somewhat an outcast in this school. Not many people here like me. Some are even afraid of me. The simple term for what they do is "bully," but even if they try, it never seems to affect me. Tetsuya says that I'm just more evolved than them. I'm the empress and they're the peasants he'll say. I simply just laugh at it. Chiyo sometimes whines about my "special treatment," as do others, when I'm allowed to just leave school and do any (and all) work assigned. Who knows why they let me do that.

"Rude bitch." Aki mutters to the others around her.

I push my way through the mass of girls who insist on changing right next to the door. Maybe they hope that somehow a guy will see them through the closed door. As usual, they push back, making my path harder than it should be. Once I wrap my fingers around the cool metal handle of the door I inch it open and slide through. They may want some of the guys to see them, but I don't think that's really smart. I should know. Once I'm out it's like the door slams behind me. I get it, I'm not wanted around them.

Now if I can get through this class without exploding I'll be okay. Just have to stay away from the jackass. That should hopefully be easy.

Or it isn't. Not one bit.

Guess who I run into walking out?

The universe seems to hate me today. Like really loathe me. Entirely.

"Well, well, well, look who it is." He drawls.

I sigh and keep walking away to the doors that lead outside. If he wants to start up a fight again that's fine, it just won't be with me. I'm done with him.

"Oi, bitch, I was talkin' to ya!" He yells after me. "I still haven't gotten you back for earlier. You think you can beat on me without paying for it?" I hear his footsteps close in behind me. Instead of stopping or turning around to walk back I keep moving forward. That's the simplest thing, right? I guess I'm wrong. He soon catches up and when I don't stop and face him he grabs my shoulder and whips me around. "I was fuckin' talking to you." He snarls.

I stare at him with bored eyes. Shouldn't he get the message that I'm done with his shit now? Apparently not.

"Like I already said, do you really think that you can beat on me and get away with it?"

I push his hand away."Grimmjow, would you-"

"Hey there, handsome." An exaggerated high voice suddenly sounds from by them. Soon enough Mayu has her stick thin arms wrapped around this more muscular one. She then looks at me with something close to hate in her eyes. "Yuki go away. We don't want you here."

"Don't worry, I was just planning on leaving." I turn around and begin walking again. "Have fun you two."

The bell rings signaling the start of the class. Everyone, save for those who are late or skipping, are gathered outside. I'm alone, as usual, but it's nice. I'll actually warm up so that I'm prepared for whatever we're doing They do not. Every once in a while one of the girls (*cough cough* Mayu) will over exaggerate a slight twist of her ankle, but they've always done that. Soon enough the teacher would just ignore them. He knows the difference between a real injury and a fake one.

"Yuki!" A familiar feminine voice calls my name.

I, along with some others, turn my head to its source: Rangiku. Unlike me she didn't wear a sports bra so when she's running she catches some of the guys' attention. Like right now for example. Just like with her usual uniform she tries to leave her chest as uncovered as she's allowed.

"Hey, Ran." I greet her as she draws within hearing distance. "They're staring at you again."

"So what? They can look all they want, they just won't be able to touch."

I let out a small giggle as she turns around to face away from me, a little sign that she wants me to do something with her hair so that it doesn't fly everywhere. Deciding on a simple braid I get to work, twisting the hair as I go to avoid straying strands. "Your hair is so nice and full of volume." I murmur. "Some girls would kill for this." I finish the longer braid and twist a ponytail from my wrist, that's now left a red mark, into her hair to tie it all together.

"So where's Grimmjow?" She asks me once she turns back around. "I don't see him around."

"Who the hell knows." I mutter. "I ran into him on my way out and I don't really feel like seeing him again. Maybe he's still with Mayu."

"Ooo, I feel sorry for him then." She giggles again. "Oh, there he is." She points to his familiar form emerging from the school. I internally growl. He didn't leave? "Grimmjow, come over here!"

Really, Rangiku, you had to call him over here? Class better start soon.

Thankfully he ignores her and continues to the shaded area of one of the many large trees. He leans against the large trunk and pulls at the collar of his shirt as if it's too tight. The white fabric does stretch across his really goes with his slightly tanned skin (yet it's also pale...weird).

A sharp metallic whistle catches my attention. Guess the teacher's out. Students grunt and groan as they stand up, not happy to begin class. I, on the other hand, am pretty much excited for this. Maybe I'll work out my anger. Rangiku laces her fingers together and stretches her arms above her head and sighs. Already strands of blonde hair fall from her braid and frame her face.

"Today we're gonna test your mile." The teacher tells us. Kids let out sounds of protest; they never like anything in this class. "I'll give you a-hey new kid!" He yells noticing Grimmjow hasn't budged. "Get your butt over here and line up with the rest of 'em."

To my surprise Grimmjow, reluctantly, stands straight and makes his way over to the group. Scratch that, he walks directly to me. Something dangerous sparks in his turquoise eyes as she gets closer. He's trying to threaten me. Sorry, honey, that ain't going to work. Purposefully, although acting as if It's just normal, I straighten my back and look back at the teacher. Soon enough I can feel a presence behind me, almost between Rangiku and I.

"As I was saying, I'll give you another minute to stretch and get ready. If you want to start early then that's fine." He looks at me as he says that, knowing how I am. "It just means that you can leave sooner."

Glad he's letting us do this I make my way to the rust red track. They always say that we should be considered lucky for having a track. I don't really care though as long as I get to run when I want. There are times when I'll come here early in the morning, long before school begins, and run a few laps. It's not as challenging as running in the forest, but it's good enough.

My white shoes scrape against the colored gravel and each step I make sends off a crunching sound. Once at the beginning of the outer lane I kneel down and re-lace my shoes so that they're nice and tight and no longer threaten to fly off on me. As I tie up the last one I hear another pair of crunching footsteps behind me. The others shouldn't be coming here already, the teacher hasn't blown his whistle yet. There's no way they'd move one foot before that. Rangiku wouldn't be here already, she's at least say something.

"We meet again, bitch."

Fuck my life.

I still think it's better to ignore him, so I stand back up. Bad decision. He's right behind me. My shoulders hit his strong chest and I let out a small sigh of frustration. Pretending not to notice I lean forward and count down mentally from three before taking off, hopefully leaving him behind. If I had music it would be easier to ignore him, but sadly, I left my headphones at home and it was too late to go back once I noticed. Now I only get to focus on the sound of my breath and of the sound the small rocks make under my feet. My hair flies back as I go against the slight breeze, leaving a trail of white behind me. Soon enough another pair of shoes hits the ground next to me.

"I was fuckin' talking to you." I hear him growl beside me.

Just keep ignoring him, Yuki. Pretend that he's not there; if you don't you're going to end up hitting him.

"Oi!"

Trying to block him out I begin to sing to myself. Maybe it's not smart since I don't want to be out of breath and walking before this is over, but it helps. "Hail, hail, 'cause the king is gone.." I murmur. "And if you don't stop believing, we'll keep believing. And put the record on and live the life that you're making. Shorts that you're taking. So take the cash and run. And watch the suits watch each other kill one another. It doesn't matter-"

"What the fuck are you saying?" He interrupts me, sounding annoyed now.

I break my singing to speak to him. "I wasn't talking, I was singing. Now if you'll nicely leave me alone that would be great." I quicken my pace, determined to leave him behind, but he's persistent and doesn't apparently like not having the last word in anything. "If you want to talk, later," If I'm still around "but for now stay silent and just run."

"Who says I'll listen to anything that you say?"

One lap down, seven left to go.

I hear the sharp high note of the whistle and soon there are others running behind us. Some are already breathing heavily and some don't even try and just walk. Do they know that they're marked on this? Probably. Do they care? Most likely not.

GRIMMJOW'S P.O.V

That bitch better stop ignoring me. Does she want to die? And what's she saying about the king being gone? I'm right here. I still didn't get to finish talking to her earlier, some other bitch came over and clung to my dam arm trying to convince me to skip with her. Sure I'd skip, but not with a slut like that.

She's still singing. Her voice drifts over to me. It's soft and nice, kind of like that scent that radiates from her.

"I'll be waiting once this is done then." I growl to her and speed up, running farther and farther ahead. If she thinks she can get out of this without any injuries, she's wrong. No one. No one, not even a girl, gets away with what she believes she can. I still need to kill Kurosaki for nearly killing me himself.

"Grimmjow, come with me." The midget captain directs me. "We need discuss something with you."

I roll my eyes and growl internally but follow him anyways. One of the stupid rules that I need to follow about being here (not that I want to) is that I listen to the fuckin' Shinigami and follow their stupid orders. Walk like they want me to. Talk like they say I should.

Stupid bastards.

The brat leads me to the rest of the fuckers, adding in the bitch. They all turn to look at us as we draw closer. The bitch's eyes form slits as she lays them on me. Before she turns to leave the strawberry grabs her arm and whispers something. A look of pure and utter shock takes over her fine features. She doesn't seem happy.

"Oh fuck no!" She yells drawing the attention of other humans leaving the building. "No fuckin' way in hell am I doing that."

"C'mon, Yuki," Carrot top pleads. "he needs a place to stay and you're the only one with the extra room."

Are they talking about me? Is he begging her for a place to stay at for me? Fuck no. I'm gonna bash in his fuckin' skull.

"I already said no, okay?" Besides, aren't you worried that one of us will kill the other?"

"Please, Yuki? Just for a-"

"The hell you talking about, Kurosaki?" I growl at him. "I ain't fuckin' staying at that bitch's place. It's bad enough that I'm stuck with you losers."

The girl turns to me. "Glad we're on the same page." She nods. "Now if you're done I'm going home."

"I'll pay you to let him stay there." Kurosaki blurts out.

Her head perks up.

"Please, just let him stay at your place until he finds one of his own."

"Fine." She snaps through gritted teeth. She can't really be serious. Why is this decision being made for me for fucks sake. "I just can't promise that Nyx and Shiro will like him. If they don't then I can't do anything about it."

Who the hell are they? Younger brats?

She turns her deep green eyes on me. Damn, it's like she's staring into my fuckin' soul. They still hold residual sparks of anger along with newly found ones. She doesn't like this just as much as I don't. Why agree to this if she doesn't like it?

This woman's fuckin' weird.

"Let's go, jackass." She says. "We've got a ways to walk before we reach my house.."

"Whatever, bitch. Who says that I even want to live with you?"

"If you don't then that's fine with me." She turns and begins to walk off.

"Grimmjow, go with her." The pipsqueak tells me (more like orders). "We'll call you when we need your assistance. For now you just need to go to school and behave." He looks to the woman. "Yuki, wait, he's coming."

Both of us are silent as we make our way along the cold grey cement sidewalk. Something close to fury radiates from the woman, along with something else, but I can't quite place it. She's not liking this one bit. Wonder how she's react if she knew who it is exactly she's sharing a house with? Maybe she'd finally shut her mouth and stop bitching.

She stops, but doesn't turn around. "Just so you know," her voice is a fake calm covering anger "I may be letting you stay at my place, but that does not mean that I like you. So far, I all but loathe you. So make even one wrong move and you're out. Got it?"

"Just keep walking." I growl. "I don't need to listen to you drone on about this."

Originating from her is a frustrated sigh accompanied by an "I'm too tired for this..." and she begins walking again, making sure to stay ahead of me. Her ghostly hair trails behind her like a ribbon. Even from behind her I can still smell the tree-like scent emanating from her. Why the fuck does she smell like that? Literally no one smells like that. And what's with her and "feeling someone's energy?" The only people who can do that are the dead ones, and she's very much alive. Speaking of her behind, it's not that bad of a view from back her.

How long are we walking? It's got to have been like twenty minutes by now. We are even leaving the town and going into a more countryside area. Just how far away does she live? No wonder her figure is so good looking. All this walking, plus her running.

Sounds like someone is interested in a human.

Keep dreaming, you stupid panther. She just looks like a woman that I'd fuck.

"I know that you're wondering how much farther away my place is." Her soft voice draws my attention. "It's not much farther. Just down this road." She turns to walk down a dirt road. "I know that I live a ways away, but it's okay with me. I'd rather live out here than in the city. Too noisy there. We only have about another five minutes to go."

All her anger is gone from her voice. It's like being out here totally calmed her down.

My ears twitch as a howl echos through the trees around us. Make that more than one. There's wolves around here? The fuck?

What's even more confusing is that the bitch joins in. Her voice goes from a deep to melodious higher note in a smooth arc. She lets out a giggle once she's done like she's amused before letting out another. The wolves join back in. This time they sound closer. This exchange goes on until we reach a driveway sheltered by trees and cut like a half tunnel in a hill. The woman lets out one small final howl before letting out a whistle.

A rustling of leaves catches my attention. Two giant wolves run out of the trees and towards the two of us. scratch that, they're just running to her, until they see me that is. They swerve by her and head straight for me. Before they reach me they slide to a stop and let out some growls, then the biggest one, a white furred one, jumps forward and snaps at me. I'm about to hit it before the woman's voice, now strong, calls to them.

"Nyx, Shiro, stop it." She doesn't even turn around to see if they do. I should still throw one of them across the path. "Grimmjow, if you lay one violent finger on them then I can guarantee that you won't live to see the next sunrise."

The fuck? Can she read my mind or something? Fuckin' weird human and her stupid wolves.

Keeping a careful eye on me both canines make their way to her. Once they get to her sides they turn into playful creatures. They're like her.

"Just so you aren't confused, they aren't wolves." She says back to me. "They're wolf dogs, hybrids. Near high content, but I'm not perfectly sure. Don't get on their bad side or you will get hurt."

"Who the hell keeps those things as pets?" I nearly growl. It's not like I think they're dangerous, I could snap one's back in seconds.

"I do." She replies and stops walking to kneel down next to them. "My father got me them a long time ago. He found them abandoned. After having a vet check them out, and figuring out what they are, he sent them to me to take care of. Funny thing is that they don't like him one bit." She straightens back up and nods her head to the north. "Go home."

They run off and she continues after them with me trailing behind.

Why do I need to follow her? She should be following, or better yet, bowing down to, me. I'm the Sexta Epsada for fucks sake and she's just a weak human that the Shinigami stuck me with.

"This will be your room." She says as we walk through a small doorway. Her house was a simple two story, thing is, two bedrooms were downstairs and only one upstairs. "Keep it somewhat tidy, because I'm not going to be cleaning it up. Stay away from the second floor, that's my area."

Then she's gone, taking the steps two by two and disappearing to the second floor. The pair of the dogs follow her, both happy and reluctant to leave me alone. Within minutes I hear what sounds like millions of footsteps pound down the wooden stairs. The dogs appear and the sound stops, except for a lighter sound before the woman appears once again. She's discarded her uniform and is now wearing a loose black crop top along with a pair of shorts. Paying not attention to me she flies through the house and out the door with the canines, leaving me alone.

Well, that's chapter 2. I'm sorry if it seems a little rushed, I just couldn't think of another way to write it. I'm also sorry for a lot of breaks.

I know that Grimm seems a little OOC this chapter (I also apologize for that).

Please Rate and Review and stay tuned for chapters to come, I'll try to get them up soon.