Hello! :D
This is just an edited piece of what I've wrote.
I saw that quite a lot of you were complaining about how the first chapter is paragraphed in the center.
So guess what ._. I tried to fix it.
My computer didn't completely let me fix everything, so no complaints anymore!
But for those of you who are reading this for the first time, this is my first fanfition ever ^^
I might have a lot of errors..I'm not a native English speaker after all :)
Thanks for reading this!
And I'm working on my second chapter right now.
Prologue/Chapter One
Life is disgustin'.
I knew that before as well but I just can't help getting rid of it in my mind.
School grosses me out,
and so do the people.
Well I guess I can't do anythin' 'bout that…
Since life surely doesn't go smoothly as you always expect it to be.
But what if you find something very interesting?
Perhaps you find something or someone that makes you truly want to know more about.
Wouldn't it be a source of entertainment in this useless, trash-like existence?
Well I've been experiencing it.
And it was caused by an orange haired brat.
"GET YOUR ASS UP AND GO TO SCHOOL!"
Shit, today starts the same as any other days,
which is my "dearest" nosy friend Shinji coming into my house at 7:00 in the morning and bugging me.
"JEEZ GODDAMN IT SHINJI! SHUT THE HELL UP AND GET OUT OF MY APARTMENT!"
It's the same response over and over again.
Isn't he tired of doing this?
I mean-why does he have to break into my fuckin' house every morning and just-
He's just shitting around to wake me up from my sweet, delicious snooze.
"Don't think so Grimmy."
Here comes the shit.
"Ya' know how much your sis asked me to take care of ya for you when she was getting married?
She was literally begging me for yer sake.
Ya' know how long, since when we were friends?
When no one was there for you I was.
And I believe that I was your dearest friend of you after all-"
"SAME CRAP ALL OVER AGAIN. I get it."
I sighed and got up from my bed. I ran my fingers through my messy aqua hair.
I threw a smirk at the blonde.
"My sis? She's been gone away from me for such a long amount of time!
You can just stop if it's only because of that, asshole! I wanna have at least ten more minutes of sleep in the morning!"
Screw him.
Shinji probably wouldn't know how fucking good it felt to catch a sleep even for one more minute at the morning.
"Yeah? Well too bad since I am too diligent to see your lazy ass screwed up in the bed at bright mornings!"
I groaned and walked to my bathroom.
"Fuck you"
I mumbled as I walked in and closed the door.
I heard Shinji yell back.
"No thanks, I'd rather fuck my mom."
Bastard, how's his hearing that good?
I'd better whisper next time.
No-wait. You know what; I'm not scared of anyone so why should I care?
People should be scared of me, not me being the one being aware of them.
I brushed my teeth and took a shower.
Damn, the hot water felt good in the morning.
I wrapped a towel around my lower body as I exited the shower room and stared into the mirror.
Hmm… Pretty fit, are you, Grimmjow.
As I was thinking about all these crap Shinji opened the door with a loud crack.
I jumped and looked.
"WHAT THE FUCK YOU ASSHOLE!"
"I guess you were fantasizing about yourself too?
Well if you're done then get to school already.
I'm gonna go first."
After saying that, Shinji closed the door back and left.
I heard him closing the front door.
I didn't bother to clean up my bed and just left.
I looked at the watch as it pointed 7:45.
"Damn it Shinji! Why'd he have to wake me up so early?"
I pouted and stomped through the street.
While I was walking I saw an old fag who was carrying some shit I didn't care what it was.
I smirked of the sudden thought that popped out of my head.
I was bored and I needed ta' do something to pleasure myself.
I followed the old hag, fag, or whatever.
Fortunately he was going to the direction of my school so I just followed him.
When I though that I'd had enough in this sneaking up game, I pushed him-
Hard.
And I didn't care.
The old guy fell to the road and his stuff fell out.
It was then when I spotted a car racing across.
I didn't care and decided to leave the spot.
When I turned around I saw a flash of orange that headed to where the old fag-hag-UGH whatever- was.
I wheeled around to look at him, and saw him- helping out the old guy.
The hell?
Why'd he do that?
Whatever the reason was I was pissed.
I watched the orange haired teen pick the old man up and his stuff and race out of the road.
"Are you alright?"
I heard his clear voice.
I do not know why but his voice just allured me to listen.
"Thank you young man…I really appreciate it."
The old…grandpa replied.
"I just have done a civic duty."
The orange haired idiot smiled and stood up.
"I wonder who did this to me…"
The fag murmured to himself or to some shit.
"? Someone purposely made you trip to a road? When cars were coming?"
The Orangette looked confused and shocked to hear that.
Why would he be?
It's not that shocking to hear some prank going on.
Is he really that stupid or something?
Okay- and now I was really getting mad.
"Well-apparently yes. I felt someone push me hard."
"That's…That's very bad! That person deserves to go to jail! He has to get a punishment!"
Jail my ass, punishment your dick.
"Ha-ha...Thank you for your kind help anyways."
"No problem."
And I saw the soft and gentle smile again.
"Well- I was on my way to school, so I guess I'll be on my way now ^^"
"Oh wait young man! What is your name?"
Great. And now I'm eavesdropping personal information.
Well that really didn't matter, since I saw his uniform and it looked like one of our school's.
It seemed like he was new; since if that kind of guy was in my school, I would have noticed him a thousands of times.
And it's rare for a high schooler to have a bright orange hair- dyed or natural,
so I can just figure out his class by that, and eventually his name anyways.
Wait- what am I saying?
It sounds like that I'm saying that I will find out who he is even if I don't hear his name here.
Well- anyways, I listened as the orange haired guy as he smiled once again and told the old fag his name.
"Ichigo- Kurosaki Ichigo."
So…Strawberry, huh?
I almost bursted out as I heard that kind of name coming out from his mouth.
What kind of stupid parents would name their son a fuckin' strawberry!
I wonder what their names are.
Melon? Apple? Cherry?
Kurosaki would be a good name to call him.
I don't even know him in the first place, to call him by his first name.
*Notice that Japan has the name order from Last to first. So In English it would be "Ichigo Kurosaki" But in Japan it's the opposite. "Kurosaki Ichigo". So literally Kurosaki would really be Ichigo's "first name" In Japanese, but I just called "Ichigo" as his first name. So don't get confused. I like the name order as in Japanese.*
"I see…it's a nice name for a handsome young boy."
The old man smiled and stared at the Kurosaki guy.
"Uhh…It's not that…
Ichi as in First/one
Go as in guard/guardian…;;"
I guess he's heard that a lot.
I watched him as he explained his name meaning by meanings.
"Ohh I get it now. Well sorry for delaying you with me so much, Ichigo-kun."
The old guy stood up and received his stuff back from the Kuro guy.
"Oh-it's no problem! It was my pleasure to help you out."
Pleasure? To help the old fag out? How lame, that idiot is.
I guess he doesn't know the society over here.
It's very rare to see someone nice in my area.
Even the school, lots of teachers quit because they can't seem to handle the students.
How weak and dumb they are! Fuckin' scared of their own students!
No one's polite to the teachers.
When the teacher is talking we just text…
Some kids kiss with each other…
Do disgustin' stuff.
I have fun watchin' those kids do that.
At first the teachers were in deep rage and tried to cut it off,
But I see that it was harder and harder to do that as the quantity of those kinds grew.
At last the teachers grew dreadful of the school- no- students I mean, and left.
I didn't give a shit about it.
I was one of them anyways, though not directly involved.
I was in a gang, hung around with guys,
Smoked, drank,
And I never found anything wrong with any of those crap.
And as the orangette walked away from the old fag, I noticed how much time I've spent watching that shit and looked at my watch.
Shit.
It was 8:07.
I had to run. My school starts frickin' early, which 8:10.
And I obviously despise that fact.
I started to run, not giving a crap about my messed up hair.
As I ran until air ran out of my lungs, I was finally here.
I slammed open the door and got inside.
I sat at my desk and sighed in annoyance when the bell rang.
I just hate that sound.
We're not fuckin' kids, so is there really a need to remind us all the times?
We have our own mamas and papas to do all that crap for us.
I scratched my head and looked out the window.
I was still sleepy, so I guess I'll just take a short nap during the first and second period.
As the kids were chatting and playing around with their fellows, I heard a footstep- no actually, two footsteps heading towards to our classroom.
The door opened with a creak and the students' heads pointed to the source of the sound.
It was the teacher, whose name I didn't even know about.
He was a new one…One we got last week.
I wonder how long he's gonna hold out for.
It seemed that he didn't care how the students acted like.
And beside him…One more person walked in.
Everyone seemed interested and stared at him, since no one expected anyone to transfer to this school.
I looked up and gave half of my attention to him,
And gave my full when I realized who it was.
…Orange hair.
Amber brown eyes.
It was him.
Kurosaki Ichigo.
Well obviously, Ichigo's in Grimmjow's class now! ^^
I hope this fan fiction goes smoothly…
Was it okay?
This is my first English fan fiction ever I've written..
As I've said before, I'm not a native English speaker ^^;;
I am originally a South Korean.
And I'm turning 14 this year.
I hope the writing was okay.
Reviews are appreciated! :D
Thanks!
And I am sad to say that I won't be able to update regularly, since I go to school and all that, as a lot you do ^^
But I will try my best :D