Chapter Two
Beta-ed by FlyinGShadoW1314...BUT WRITEN BY ME!XD
The sliding door opened to reveal the very man Ichigo had ran into and almost got molested by. 'SHIT!' The orange-haired teen thought as the blue-haired newcomer locked eyes with him and smirked widely.
The dominate walked towards the front of the class,ignoring all the swooning submissives and the glaring dominates, preferring to keep his eyes on his soon-to-be orange-haired kitten. "Hey," he said, leaning up against the teacher's desk, "I'm Grimmjow Jeagerjaques."
"OK then, now, tell us about yourself, kid!" Ms.
Suni yelled at him as she waved her favorite weapon(1), the chunk-of-chalk-from-hell-that-pops-up-out-of-everywhere(2), at the blue-haired boy.
Holding up his hands in surrender, Grimmjow said, "I'm an Arrancar species of feline, which explains my armored tail. I love sushi, hate school, make good grades, adore fighting (which is what I do in my spare time), and I have a thing for orange hair." He winked at Ichigo as said orange head glared heatedly at the dominate, blushing slightly. Slightly,but noticeably.
"OK, so Mr. Jeagerjaques, you can sit by Mr.
Kurosaki. Ichigo, raise your hand!"
'Damn it!' Ichigo thought as he stiffly raised his hand, tail more bristled than usual. The older man stalked over to Ichigo, sliding easily into the chair next to him. 'OK, I'll admit it. He is fucking HOT! But I still don't like him.'
The other smirked when he saw Ichigo looking him over warily and as he put his hands behind his head and smugly asked, "Like what you see, kid?" Ichigo looked over at to see if she was still teaching the kids the wonders of sex-ed, which all kids in this class had the horror of having for 1st period. Seeing as she was, he hissed back, "No, I was just wondering if you were a stalker or not, and if you are, how you get it done so fast." Ichigo grabbed another kid's hand and twisted it, silently breaking his joint. He heard the kid muffle a scream and smirked widely.
Grimmjow looked the younger one over thoughtfully, then smirked wider, more interested than ever about the little orange rag doll cat. Not only was he good-looking,but also came from a slightly insane but good family that fought to protect their family as well as their other loved ones, said rag doll was sharp-witted and always had a come-back. Not to mention he had just broken a kid's hand for reaching over to touch him.
In Grimmjow's mind,just three simple words:
Perfect.
Mating.
Material.
The blunet's smirk widened as the other squirmed a little under his gaze and glared at him, showing off his smallish fangs in a hiss. 'As I thought. Perfect.'
Ichigo shivered a little and thought as he shifted away from the dominate male, 'I'm getting a veeeeeeeeeeeery bad feeling all of a sudden...'
-TBC...-
1.)Goddess bless, I had a teacher like her; funny as hell to watch other kids get yelled at, about to piss themselves, scary as fuck when she turns on you for laughing.
2.)My teacher's was a damn rubber band...