Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach. All rights and reserves belong to Tite Kubo

Warnings: Language (I believe), and the inner workings of Kuchiki Byakuya San's mind :/

Ulquiorra walked into class, sniffing. Why did it smell like burnt hair? He grimaced, as he walked in the room, most of the class already seated. There was a tall man with dark brown eyes and long crimson hair that was up in a high ponytail…which seemed to be on fire. A girl jumped up and started repeatedly hitting the man on the head, obviously hurting him, but also effectively putting out the fire.

After the class had quieted down a bit, the teacher called for attention.

"That, class, is how not to do it." He explained, earning a few giggles and a snicker or two from the rest of the class. "That was the only time I was showing you, so I hope you got a good look."

Ulquiorra allowed one corner of his mouth to twitch upwards, finding the sight of a flustered Shinigami frighteningly hilarious, though he thought that he should feel…bed about it somehow. "I just got here Abarai sensei." Ulquiorra said in his high clear voice remembering the teacher's name that Hinamori had given him, he'd effectively drawn the attention of everyone in the room. He heard a few low whistles but ignored them. "Would you mind giving the demonstration one more time?"

The teacher, Renji Abarai was staring at Ulquiorra mouth wide open like a fish. He shut it, before smirking. But the newly dubbed Shinigami couldn't be fooled, he was a very attractive woman, he knew. "And might I ask you your name? And why you're in my classroom?" Ulquiorra pushed his chair back and stood, surveying the class and the teacher.

"I'm Ulquiorra Cifer, and I've just reenrolled in Shino Academy, I would be honored if you would teach me your techniques." The teacher, Abarai sensei raised one tattooed eyebrow.

"Reenrollment? I've never heard of such a thing." He said suspiciously, unknowingly putting Ulquiorra on the spot.

Ulquiorra scowled, what a disagreeable man. "This crazy woman with a braid under her chin advised me to reenroll. If you have a problem please speak with her." Abarai sensei shuddered and shook his head.

"If Unohana sama says its fine, then it's fine. Take your seat, we're going to begin." The pale woman sat back down, only to have to stand up again when it was her turn to demonstrate a skill she didn't even know existed. Some strange magical power called Kido. One that the teacher wasn't very good at apparently. He only knew how to do one spell, and that was called Level 31 Shakkaho.

It seemed easy enough, all he had to do was raise his arms and force energy out, right? Renji had given Ulquiorra a spell beforehand, but it seemed wrong somehow, faulty. Ulquiorra concentrated hard, drawing on a little speck of dark green pulsing energy inside him and forced it through his hands.

He opened his eyes just in time to see a small globe of green energy form in his hand before exploding forward, the explosion was enough to catapult Ulquiorra backwards, though he rolled into a crouch. He frowned at his hands. That, most certainly was not supposed to happen.

KKKKKKK

The class had erupted into panic, but Renji stood immediately after, looking at the short pale woman who seemed to be in shock. She stared at her hands in disbelief for a long while, and Renji just stood and admired her for a bit. She was a gorgeous woman, although she did speak with a rather monotone voice and showed no emotions except brief flashes of surprise. She had long thin legs, well-shaped hips and almost Rangiku sized breasts. But that wasn't the only attraction; she also had a beautiful face, hair and skin. Even the color of those eyes as she surveyed the room, commanding the attention of all that were present.

He had been captivated from the start. The woman was like a goddess, standing above everyone, looking down with a cold almost emotionless gaze, the green tear streak tattoos under her eyes making Renji unconsciously lick his lips. There weren't many women who got tattoos at all, better yet such striking ones as hers. Renji wondered if Shuhei had seen her yet, and what his reaction had been.

Probably the same as my own, he thought grimacing.

"I am sorry Abarai sensei, I have failed." A small voice said, looking up at him with wide green eyes. "Please allow me to try again tomorrow." She almost whispered before standing up, dusting herself off, and walking away. He wondered at her strange reaction, before remembering what had just occurred.

He'd seen that technique once before. Ichigo Kurosaki had used it once while possessed by his inner hollow. It was called a cero.

Renji scowled and decided to try and get the girl some help. He was going to call the only person he knew would be able to explain some things to her. The vice-captain sighed, pulling on his singed ponytail while he thought.

In Ulquiorra's rush he had forgotten to ask for his schedule, and now he didn't know where to go, instead he just followed a student that had had his last class. He wasn't used to failing, especially not so miserably, probably causing an extensive amount of damage to the class room. What had he done? He thought, suppressing a groan. If only he had just said the stupid incantation, then everything would be alright, he would've preformed the Kido spell with no problem and not made a laughing stock of himself.

The student he'd been following went into a class that was very loud, though that was just fine since the bell hadn't even rang yet. He took a calming breath, fixed his hair and walked calmly inside, taking the only seat available in the crowded classroom. One that was in the very front, next to an angry looking teen who seemed like he could snap Ulquiorra in half with his bare hands. Yet, the male was kneeling in front of a keyaki, a folding wood table used for writing calligraphy, with a writing utensil pinched between his short thick fingers.

Ulquiorra could imagine why no one else had wanted to take the seat.

Only the giant, Ulquiorra's new nickname for the teen sitting next to him, and Ulquiorra himself were quiet, the rest of the class chit chatted until the bell rang, slowly making their way to their seats. After that, they were all respectfully quiet and attentive, though some had these dreamy looks on their faces, clutching their writing utensils to their chests and trying to slow their erratic breathing.

"Good morning, class." Said a calm, voice that rivaled Ulquiorra's in terms of emotions. "Are you ready to begin?" He asked, finally stepping, or rather gliding, into Ulquiorra's view. Slate grey eyes regarded him, as the captain took a seat in front of the class.

Some of the class answered with, "Yes, sensei." While most of the female voices replied with "Yes, Byakuya sensei." Ulquiorra didn't even know the man's name yet, so he couldn't very well just copy what the other students were saying. He stood and bowed deeply, from his waist, still not quite used to having breasts, so they peeked out of his uniform.

"I am Ulquiorra Cifer, I have presently reenrolled in Shino Academy. I would be honored if you would teach me your techniques." Ulquiorra said, retaining his bow. He had felt this kind of riatsu before, he knew. A captain's riatsu. It was as familiar as breathing, the wave of intense power that washed over him. While he liked the sensation, it still felt a bit off, and this particular riatsu made Ulquiorra want to run screaming from the class.

"You may sit, Cifer chan." The teacher replied, a hint of amusement in his voice. Ulquiorra kneeled down in front of the keyaki, trying to stifle his primal instinct to run. How dangerous could a man with a hairpin be, anyways? "I am Kuchiki Byakuya, Captain of the 6th Division of the Gotei 13, and Head of the Kuchiki Royal Family. Welcome to Calligraphy Class."

"Thank you Kuchiki Sama." Ulquiorra said, before looking down at the paper like it held all the secrets in the world.

Byakuya could barely believe his ears. Young people these days often shirked such mannerisms and behavior. He was glad that some people still knew how to properly address their superiors.

He gave them their assignment to work on during class and watched the two most interesting students in his class. One was named Watanabe Kyodaina, a most unoriginal name, and Cifer Ulquiorra, a very strange name indeed. It implied that the young woman sitting before him was…a devil incarnate. She certainly had a strange look about her, but that was going a bit far. Byakuya wanted to ask why her parents named her such an evil thing, but restrained himself, that wouldn't do at all. It would be entirely unprofessional and may raise unneeded pain if it were tied to bad memories. 'Kuchiki Sama' he heard again, and tried to block it out. That's how his late wife Hisana Kuchiki had introduced himself. No…he shook his head. He was in a relationship right now, and he wasn't going to cheat on him, even if he was a loud mouthed egotistical jerk named Renji Abarai.

Still though, even Byakuya was entitled his fair share of imaginings, wasn't he?

Ulquiorra found all the work given to him the rest of the day very annoying. And in every single class he found an intimidating teacher that did nothing but stare at him the entire time. He tried to keep a low profile, but it didn't seem to work, because he had to introduce himself in every single class, and every time, the room went silent.

Though, he couldn't really blame his sixth hour teacher, Soi Fon Sensei, because Ulquiorra had scrambled away from her as soon as she took a step forward, and when he was called on, he shook his head and stayed in his seat, a reaction that had been surprising even to him. He didn't know why exactly, but he was very reluctant to draw his zanpakuto, and the idea of doing so in front of a whole class of students and a captain made his stomach do cartwheels.

By the end of the school day, he was exhausted, and lost. He didn't even know where to go and nothing that day had really raised any old memories. Ulquiorra was at a loss, unsure of where to go for the night or what he was going to do if his memories never resurfaced.

While he was wandering around, he didn't notice two pairs of eyes watching his every move. He didn't feel their gazes boring into his back, one hungrily, the other just as intensely, without the heat.

He didn't know that Aizen had already sent out two Espada to bring Ulquiorra back home by force, dead or alive.

Can you guess who those two espada might be? Heh heh, no? Neither can i. Oh, and by the way, sorry this chapter was so short, I'll make it up to you next time.