Class had begun, everyone was taking their seats. There was a light chatter from the students as the made their ways to the empty desks. Ichigo with a wary expression sat without much to say to Renji and the rest of his friends. It's been a while since he had heard that voice. The sudden outburst he had made him slightly ashamed of himself. He thought he had a better grip on the situation than he actually did.
The teacher decided to make he entrance and told the class to pull out their notebooks. With a deep sigh, Ichigo pulled out a pencil and his notes.
The teacher rambled on and on about metamorphic rocks something Ichigo really didn't care about. He did care about his grades on the other hand. He couldn't get distracted anymore. The teachers always keep a watchful eye on him because of how he often gets in fights with other students. He was always confident in a fight and it gave him a bad reputation around the school. Not to mention at lunch he heard the murmurs from the other students.
Still scribbling down his notes he thought about the last two weeks of school he missed. What story did the other students think up? His face paled and his stomach clenched, he was recalling the first time he heard that voice. He swallowed hard and took a calming breath.
"Ichigo, are you sure you're alright?" Renji whispered underneath the scribbling of the other students who were diligently taking notes. Feeling a bit startled but unwilling to show it, Ichigo rolled his eyes and attempted a smirk. Ichigo could clearly see the concern on Renji's face. He didn't like making Renji worry about him so much.
"Yeah, it's just a headache." He gave the red headed boy a softer look to show appreciation for caring for him. Renji gives a sly smile ready to tease Ichigo.
"That's just like you, huh?"
"What?" Ichigo asked a scowl returning on his face.
"The fact that you still lash out at people when you're upset." Renji smirks. "Learn some self control."
"Stupid! You do it, too!" Ichigo whispered loudly annoyed by the hypocrite before him. Renji laughs quietly at the boy as he shook with frustration. "Bastard, kiss my a-"
"Kurosaki Ichigo, I won't allow that kind of langue in my room. Go stand in the hall." The teacher chimed, apparently listening to Ichigo the whole time. Grumbling to himself the orange haired teen strides out of the room hanging his head. Renji gave a light chuckle followed in by a giggle from Rukia who witnessed the whole thing.
"I'ma get you later, idiot." Ichigo growled leaning against the wall. He would space out often thinking about anything and everything to help pass the time. However, it was hard for him to stay off the subject of that voice. Ichigo never understood where it came from or what it wants. 'So much for being a normal teenager...' he would always say to himself. To this day he wonders if he should tell someone...maybe he was to prideful for his own good. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to ask for help.
Hearing a trail of footsteps echoing in the hall he was brought back to reality. The footsteps belong to the same blue haired menace who was trying to pick a fight with Ulquiorra. 'Grimmjow, was it?' Ichigo though in irritation. The sophomore must skip class a lot. It didn't surprise Ichigo in the slightest.
"Damn, carrot top! Dye you're hair, just lookin' at you hurts my eyes." Grimmjow complained walking up to Ichigo.
"I could say the same to you." Ichigo calmly stated not paying Grimmjow much mind. Grimmjow scoffed in response. They held a glare between each other before the teal haired boy spoke.
"I don't like running into a brat like you." He snarled a sadistic look in his eyes. Ichigo smirked at the fact he was upsetting him just by standing there.
"It's fate." He replied.
"Fate must hate me then."
"Not as much as I do. Go to class, moron." Ichigo sighed annoyed at him.
"You wanna fight, punk?" He snapped with a slight grin.
"Well, you see I'm already in trouble so..." Ichigo said stepping away from the wall and leveling himself to Grimmjow. With a scowl, Grimmjow threw the first punch, Ichigo dodge an overconfident smirk appeared on their faces.
Suddenly the bell rang and everyone swarmed out of the classroom. Rukia stood between the two boys looking harshly at Grimmjow. The sophomore boy gave the raven haired girl a smirk. Ichigo noticed the flirty atmosphere he had around him.
"No, stop right there." Rukia said not impressed by Grimmjow at all.
"Looks like someone got shot down." Ichigo said with a smirk. Grimmjow opened his mouth to say something in return but Rukia quickly dragged Ichigo away with her. Renji seeing them leave he quickly chased after them knocking shoulders with the sophomore. Without bothering to apologize Renji took his place by Ichigo's side.
Grimmjow watched the orange haired boy smile with Renji, light spirited and happy. He didn't like it. He absolutely hated it.
"Bastard." Grimmjow sighed turning away...deciding maybe he'll actually go to class for once.
It was around 8:00pm and Ichigo was too stressed to stay home any longer. He had finished his homework but not easily thanks to what's been haunting him. He decided fresh air would help calm him. It was only a hour before the stores would start closing. He had been walking for five minutes, already feeling better. He sighs and stares up at the starry sky. Surprisingly, a lot has happened on his first day. None of it was that great except seeing his friends for the first time in a while.
Now he was coming up to a convenient store and decided to get himself a snack. He was feeling hungry the only real meal he had today was lunch after all. Even that was ruined by the rude sophomore, Grimmjow. The sight of him made Ichigo lose his appetite. He's probably pick at the leftovers Yuzu left after he gets home but he wanted something sweet first.
With his hands in his pockets he looked calmly through the candy. He wanted to find a king sized Hershey chocolate bar. Once he found it he smiled to himself wishing he didn't have to wait to take a bite out of it. Taking the chocolate of the shelf he makes his way over to the counter to pay.
"Well, if it isn't carrot top!" A very familiar and annoying voice said. Ichigo glances over his shoulder. and plops the chocolate on the register. He was starting to wonder if fate hated him and not Grimmjow.
"Why are you here?" He replies feeling impatient. Ichigo hands the store clerk her money. "Thanks." He utters to her picking up the candy bar.
"Stupid, I live in this neighborhood, too. It shouldn't surprise you." He says giving Ichigo a blank stare. Taking a blow to his pride Ichigo glares around the room before speaking.
"What do ya want high-lighter hair?" He growls not wanting to waste time.
"I'ma ignore that 'cuz I need your help." Grimmjow stated with an annoyed smile.
"Really? What?" The freshman asked with a smirk.
"Tell me about that girl you were with. The dark haired one."
"Rukia?"
"Yeah. I don't got all day, dumbass, hurry!" Hissed the upperclassman.
"Hell no." Ichigo said without interest. He turned to walk away but the older boy stepped in front of him. Ichigo glared up at him, a deep scowl on his face. "Prove to me you can treat her right then I tell you whatever you want to know." Ichigo paused. "You got three days to prove to me that you're worthy of dating her." Grimmjow looked slightly confused but more annoyed then anything.
"So what should I do?" He asked seriously wondering what to do. Ichigo sighed and couldn't believe that he was about to help him, but that was how he was raised.
"Rukia won't believe you if you tell her you're a nice guy. If I say you're a nice guy then maybe she'd be willing to look your way."
"Then tell her that tomorrow!" Grimmjow snapped not understanding what Ichigo was trying to do.
"Idiot! I need to see you're a good guy to tell her that. I'd be able to tell if you're faking it, too. So I want to see that you can genuinely be nice and respect a person before I tell her anything. Damn, I feel like mother." He utter that last part under his breath.
"That doesn't explain how I prove it to you, stupid!"
"I don't fuckin' know! Figure it out I gotta get home." The orange haired boy roared and stormed out of the shop.
Once Ichigo arrived home he threw away the wrapper of his candy bar in the trash and tiredly climbed the stairs. Once he reached the top he realized what he had got himself into. This meant that he'd have to see that guy for three whole days.