A/N: Okay, I just wanna tell you guys that Ichigo is a yandere (term for a person who is initially very loving and gentle to someone before their devotion becomes destructive in nature, often through violence. Yandere characters are mentally unstable, often using extreme violence as an outlet for their emotions.) Also, you might notice that some things are similar to the manga 'Dengeki Daisy' but nope, I didn't get the idea from that manga. I just noticed the similarities while I was working on the chapters and a reviewer noticed it too. And, the plot will be completely different. And oh, please forgive my grammar or any mistakes. My MS word isn't working right now. SO, I'm just using the previous documents that I've uploaded before. XD That's all! :D

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach.

"Hey kid! What the hell are you doing here? Classes have started." the orange-haired janitor asked, rather rudely as he approached the girl in front of his view. She was leaning forward against the railing and the wind is brushing up against her short skirt, exposing the upper part of her creamy legs which was rather damn pleasing to the eyes. The dawning urge to touch it aroused him but no, he must hold back. He doesn't want her accusing him as a pervert and he definitely doesn't want to screw up his chance with her.

He had long decided that he'll make her fall for him slowly and sweetly.

Damn. He totally sounded like some pedophile with that. Technically, he is a pedophile for taking up a liking to her. He's like, five years older than her. He hopes Rukia won't mind the age gap.

Startled at his voice, she jumped a bit and immediately turned around, scowling. He was a few feet away from her when she did. A flicker of recognition flashed her eyes-in which he was ecstatic about- but after a few seconds, she scowled again.

"What?" her voice is a bit hoarse. Irritation was clearly in it too. Red lining encircled her eyes and her nose is a bit red too. Ichigo thinks, without a doubt that she had been crying moments ago. He suddenly felt a tug in his heart but he decided that he must focus on his mission first.

"Don't 'what' me. Mind telling me why the hell are you here when classes have started for god-knows-how-long ago? And, don't fucking think you'll get away with trespassing in here." he managed to said in a bored tone though it was hard to do so with her eyes fixated on him. This is the first conversation he had with her. For the past months, her free time was always occupied by that Shiba bastard. He wouldn't be surprised if she doesn't even notice him. Though, he prayed to the heavens above every single night for her to notice him.

"Look, I'm completely not in the mood to engage myself in a conversation to a foul-mouthed school janitor like you. For the meantime, leave me alone please. After the last period ended, you can punish me with anything you have in mind."

Anything, huh? A sinister smirk made it's way to his lips as erotic thoughts filled his mind. Lots and lots of erotic, sweaty fun. His pants seemed rather tighter than usual but he was a bit relieved to see that she already had turned her back to him.

But no, as he had long decided, he'll do this slowly even though his body achingly begged him to do differently.

"What? To assist you here after school 'till I graduate which is in six months? No way in hell, bastard!" she exclaimed after the 'foul-mouthed' janitor announced her punishment.

"Hey, you're the one who says you'll do anything what I have in mind. This is what I have in mind," not really. "Also, my name is Ichigo Kurosaki so you might as well get acustomed to it. Lastly, I don't care if you're depressed or something. You'll be working an extra hour today for yelling at my face and the name calling." he smirked as he saw the fuming expression on her face.

They bicker for a while, Rukia convincing-more like abusing- him to let her go early today since its the first day. After a few more punches and kicks to the shin, Ichigo finally agreed to it, begrudgingly cursing the abusive little woman.

"Thank you, Ichigo-sama," she said mockingly. She was aware that the pain from the ordeal earlier seems to subside. She didn't even felt it for a second while she was conversing with this idiot. It felt nice. Even though, she'll never say it to his face, she's a bit grateful.

"Yeah, yeah. And oh, make me bento tomorrow." he smirked.

Must he be such a jerk?

Rukia immediately took back what she thought earlier and left immediately.