Heyz~! I wasn't not in a coma or dead, I was just reeeealy busy with school and other stuff.

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[Ichigo's P.O.V]


I jot down what the instructor said into my notebook and listen in what other detail she informs the class. She finishes up her explanation and turns to write on the board. She maps out the equations in fine detail as she asks for the answer from some unfortunate students. Seeing it's hopeless, she tells the answer and turns back around to draw a diagram to fit the problem.

Tap. Tap.

Copying what's on the chalk board, I ignore the tapping from a nervous classmate. I glance at the professor then at the problem.

Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap!

I clench my pencil while trying harder to disregarding the irritating noise. Flipping to the next page I continue to write down the information presented.

Bang! Bang!

Jolting my head up from my work, I glare at the guy who decided to ruin my mood. Looking past the rows of people, my mouth drops to the floor. I start to panic, and my heart is in my throat.

Why the hell is he here?

I stare at the blue haired Espada, horrified that he can be noticed by my friends and maybe nearby Soul Reapers. He grins widely at me. I close my mouth and scowl at him. He laughs soundlessly on the other side of the glass. I quickly search the classroom for any notice of his presence from my friends. Not seeing any, I mouth at him, "What are you doing?"

He brings his hand behind his ear in a mocking gesture that he can't hear. I roll my eyes and raise my hand.

"Yes, Mr. Kurosaki?"

"May I use the restroom?"

"O-oh, why of course," she replies and nods.

I get up from my seat, walk to the door, and I exit; I head down the hall to the stairs that lead to the roof. Making sure I'm not seen, I scale the stairs. Opening the door, I step out and onto the roof. The door slams shut behind me, and I whirl around to become face to face with Grimmjow.

"Hey-"

"Hey, yourself," I snap at him. "Why did you come here?"

"Like I said this morning: I'm bored."

"And just what the hell am I suppose to do about it?"

"Well…I don't know," he mumbles, like a kid lost of his words. Suddenly an idea pops into his head. "A few pranks won't hurt… not that I would care if they did…" He begins wondering to himself with a devilish smile playing on his lips.

"No-!"

"It's not like they'll see me," he retorts. He entwines his fingers and stretches his arms over his head. "Besides, it's that or I'll just go busted some heads around the city. Your people irk the living hell out of me…"

"That doesn't give you the right to-"

"Oh, and you condemning me doesn't lighten my mood either." He rubs his temple, in a fake gesture.

"You're such an asshole," I growl at him.

"Congratulations, you finally noticed," he scoffs sarcastically, and his grin drops.

"It isn't hard to," I shoot back.

"Then what took you so long?" He raises an eyebrow and folds his arms over his chest.

I try to step around him to the door, but he grabs both of my shoulder and in a mocking tone, he challenges, "Leaving so soon? We're alone up here, so why go back down there and get bored out of your mind?"

Great, another one of his jokes…

I blink, and my eyes trail to his hands. He's a lot stronger than last time. My badge is back in the classroom, so I can't fight my way out of this. He did promised to not to fight me, though he's the type of person who'll go back on his word without a second thought.

"Get out of my way," I demand, staring past him, trying to keep my cool.

"Geez, why so uptight?" he rudely snarls, turning one eighty and slamming me against the wall.

"Because you keep doing this," I say, pushing him away. It's proven to be unsuccessful, and my back slams against the exterior wall again. "I'm not gay!" I shout as the door opens. One of the board members I vaguely remember brings his head around the door and looks at me with horror. I stare blankly at him and remember that Grimmjow's invisible to him, so the situation is unexplainable.

"…"

"…"

"…"

"…"

"Er… Mr. Kurosaki, I'm glad that have…discovered that among yourself…"

"I…I…needed some air."

"To the office, now please."

"Y-yes sir…"


[Grimmjow's P.O.V.]


I walk away laughing, replaying in my head that atomic wedgie I gave to an unsuspecting kid. His screaming for help and the tears streaming down his face was just too hysterical to forget. He probably thinks the school is haunted now.

I slip my way through the boy's bathroom and notice a couple of students doing their business. Perfect. I step behind one of then, lean my weight on one my feet and kicked the kid right in the ass. His form smashes against the urinal and he lets out a sharp girlish scream. The other looks over, but is kicked as well. The two of them sprawled on the floor, pained and groaning.

"What was that?" one of them hisses out in agony.

"I don't know, man," the other groans with his eyes in terror. "But lets get out of here!" He and his fiend pick themselves up and run out of the restroom, or as much as two retarded penguins can run.

Crackling a laugh, I howler out without a care. This is great! No Soul Reapers around, and I get to torment these weak humans as much as I want. I get to bug Kurosaki without him barking back. And of course I know he's not gay, but he gets so strung up about that that I can't let it go. It's amusing to watch him blow up about it, tough before that he seem to fumble his words… maybe he is gay after all? I'm not the kind of guy to judge someone on that. I judge simply on strength, and I seek for powerhouses, because that's the best kind of prey.

My eyes graze over the hallways, only to see them empty. I shove my hands deep into my pockets and slouch. I then begin to drag myself down the hall. The sound of a door opening brings my eyes from the floor and meet with honey brown ones. I smile toothily at him and come to his side.

"What are you getting yourself into, Grimmjow?" Ichigo asks, not breaking eye contact.

"What you told me not to do," I say, in an almost teasing manner, my grin deepening.

He scowls and starts to walk to his class. I tag along, but after a while I get tired of his expression, and I jab my elbow into his side.

"Why did you do that for?" He looks at me, ticked off.

"You're such a stick in the mud," I complain.

"Thanks," he grumbles sarcastically, annoyed.

"And a pain in the ass."

"Will you stop already?"

I put my jokes on hold and look over to him. His eyes are downcast and staring at the floor. His back is slumped, and his head is turned slightly away from me.

"Hey, don't get all emotional on me," I tell him. "It cramps my style."

"Will you quit it?" he snaps at me.

Someone's on their man-period…

"Nah, I don't feel like it," I reply.

"Then get out of here."

"No," I decline.

"Now you're the one being a pain."

"I call it part of my charm."

"I call it a bad habit."

"Ichigo, Ichigo, do you really think I would care if it is?"

My smile broadens but is immediately erased when he has the nerve to slam the door in my face.


lol The last part rhymed!

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