Summary: Abarai Renji's first encounter with Hisagi Shuuhei. Awkwardness ensues...
AN: Not my best piece. I know. I'm a little disappointed with this one but I thought I might post it anyway. I accept criticism as long as you can give me a reason for your opinion. I would appreciate it with this one because I feel like I've underachieved with it. Thanks.
"Oi, what are you staring at?" Renji asked poking Rukia in the ribs.
"Nothing!" Rukia yelped a little too quickly. "I wasn't staring!"
Following her line of sight, Renji frowned at the student that had caught her attention. He was standing across the courtyard, next to a big maple tree and flipping through his notes. He had the air of a teacher, yet he was dressed in the regular students uniform. It was the same colour as his own so he must be in the first class also, but Renji couldn't remember having seen him before.
"What's so interesting about him?"
"Nothing, I was just looking at the… um, tree behind him."
"You're a shitty liar."
"Am not! I am a wonderful liar."
Renji grunted. He glared at the student a little off in the distance. He wasn't jealous. Not at all. It's just that he felt it was his duty to protect Rukia from perverts and he knew for a fact that most guys were perverts. It was Renji's duty as her long time friend and her makeshift family to screen any man that dared approach her. With his height, build and temper, that had never been a problem. So what was so great about this guy? Tall, dark spiky hair, pale skin… except for something on his face. Renji couldn't quite make it out from this distance.
"What's that on his cheek?"
"A tattoo," Rukia grinned dreamily.
"Of what?"
"The number 69."
"69! What the hell? You stay the fuck away from him!"
"Idiot. Do you expect me to be a virgin for the rest of my life?"
"Yes! And never say that word again!"
"What vir..." Rukia was cut off by Renji's big hand slapped over her mouth. Swatting it away she stepped out of his reach. "Besides, he wouldn't be interested in me."
"Why not?"
"I thought you wanted him to stay away from me!"
"I want you to stay away from him! Why wouldn't he be interested? Does he think he's too good for you? I'm going to kick his ass!"
"Aww, Renji!"
"Shut up!"
"Well, before you go and challenge the head student to a fight you probably want to consider that Hisagi is not so much into girls. "
"What... oh... Oh! Wait! So why are you checking him out?"
"Look at him! He's gorgeous."
"Whatever, he's nothing special," Renji scoffed.
"Jealous, Renji?"
"Don't you have a class?" Renji snapped.
"Relax, I'm going."
Rukia picked up her bag, gave Hisagi a final glance and headed down the hall. Renji glared at the man even harder. Seriously? What was so special about this guy anyway? He was okay at best... Stupid tattoo. How full of himself was this guy? Was he gloating about how good in the sack he was or was he just an idiot? Stupid tattoo. How good could this guy be anyway. He sure as hell wasn't shy about it either was he? It was right there on his face! You couldn't miss it. Wasn't it enough that he was naturally gorgeous, he had to go and rub it in everyone's face that he was hot and good in the sack? Smug bastard. Wait a minute! Had Renji just called this man naturally gorgeous? What the fuck was wrong with him? Great, now he was lusting over some pretty, punk boy.
"Enjoying the view," Rukia's voice snapped him out of his daze.
Renji nearly jumped out of his skin. "Don't do that! Aren't you supposed to be in class?"
"I forgot my book. Told you he was hot."
"Who is this guy anyway?"
"Only the top student in the Academy!"
"Really? Him?"
"You can't judge a book by it's cover, Renji. Even if he does have the sexy bad boy image going for him, he excels in all his courses. They say he just got back from doing a mission for the Gotei 13."
"A student?"
"That's how good he is," Rukia smirked. It was so easy to rile Renji up.
"Stop saying shit like that! And didn't I tell you never to say sexy?"
"You told me never to say virgin."
"Gah! Stop!"
Rukia sighed dramatically. "You should get to class. You will get punished if you're late again."
Rukia walked away with a wave. Renji looked back to where this Hisagi guy was but he was nowhere to be seen. The bell rang and Renji cursed. He was going to be in trouble for showing up late again. Damn it! He grabbed his things and considered running to his class but decided that getting in trouble for running in the halls was no better than getting in trouble for being late. He settled for walking briskly to his class. He was only a little late, he might be able to sneak in un-noticed... or not. The back door was never locked but of course today it would be. There was nothing for it, he would have to use the front door. Renji was ecstatic to find that it was unlocked but his joy was short lived. He gave it a few shoves with his hands but it was stuck. This door was always stuck. The only way to get it open was to give it a good shove with your shoulder. Taking a few steps back Renji charged just as the door swung open. Renji immediately noticed the tattooed cheek but he was unable to stop. There was a loud crash, followed by a thud and finally the eerie silence of the classroom.
Renji had fallen face first onto something warm and firm and smelled intoxicatingly good. He pushed himself up a little then froze as he realized he was lying atop of the Hisagi guy he had been staring at just minutes ago. From this proximity, Renji finally understood what Rukia was staring at. This man was gorgeous! His pale, flawless skin contrasted the dark spiky hair, his jawline was strong and masculine, his lips full and pink, his dark eyes peaking at him from beneath long thick lashes were... infinite. And that tattoo! Damn it was giving Renji all sorts of wicked thoughts. It didn't help that the man was sprawled beneath him, his hard, toned body pinned down by Renji's taller frame. He didn't know how long he stayed there just staring at this man because it felt to Renji like time was standing still. In reality it couldn't have been more than a minute but Hisagi stayed calm and he cleared his throat.
"Red hair. You must be Abarai Renji."
"Uh... y...yeah."
"Glad you could make it, Abarai. Now if you don't mind, get off of me."
Renji flushed hard and jumped up onto his feet. Fuck! The man had the sexiest voice he had ever heard, it was making him stupid. He must look like a complete moron. Great first impression, Abarai, he thought. Ignoring the giggles from the classroom and bent down to help Hisagi up but Hisagi was sitting up at the same time and their foreheads crashed together. The class erupted in laughter. Renji wanted to crawl into a hole and die. Hisagi waved him away and stood on his own. He turned to the class who's laughter ceased immediately. Rubbing his head and sighing, Hisagi turned his attention back to the red head who had plowed into him.
"The door was stuck," Renji explained defensively.
"If you had been here on time, the door would have been open," Hisagi said. "Even though I am a student teacher, I still expect the same respect and punctuality you would show Sensei."
"Of course, Senpai!"
"You won't mind staying after class to help with the clean up, will you Abarai?"
Renji nodded and ducked to the back of the class. He slipped into his seat silently. Kira and Hinamori gave him sympathetic looks but Renji could still hear the muffled snickers and giggles from his other classmates. Bastards! Irony bites, he thought. He had been late because he had been so busy gawking at Hisagi and when he finally made it to class, he tackled the man into the floor. Not an entirely unpleasant experience mind you but it was embarassing and now he had to stay after class to help with the clean up... He had to stay... After classn while all of his peers left... To help Hisagi Senpai with the clean up... Well that wasn't so bad at all. Maybe he should be late more often!
