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HERE COMES CHAPTER THREE! ^^
Just a little reminder about the pairing
The main is of course, GrimmIchi,
But there will also be Other Characters X Ichigo
(Hope you wouldn't mind that XD haha)
Uh and In this chapter Grimmjow's short on his appearances XD
Please be aware of that and sorry XD haha
As We Stare Into the Darkness
Chapter Three
Ichigo obviously didn't like what was going on in his class.
He didn't like the fact that he would have to go through all these crap at having to witness disgusting stuff in here. Why must he be the one to endure all these freaky shit?
Dear Kami, why must you give this kind of temptation to me?
Hell yeah, he wanted to ask God so badly.
Ichigo thought that the Lord's Prayer did contain lines of "Lead us not into temptation but deliver us from the evil ones" or some crap like that.
Hell lord please deliver me from this evil place... Ichigo squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head violently. As the distractions were highering it was harder for him to concentrate at the lesson. Damn... Ichigo gripped on his pen so hard that the tip of it was digging into the notebook page he was taking notes on. The page was soaked in ink by the time the teen managed to calm himself down and lifted the pen from his notebook.
After class ended and it was time for lunch, Ichigo waited for the other students to get out of the classroom, shaking his head as he saw them almost hopping out of the room violently. Ichigo gently got up from his seat and headed to his teacher before going to lunch himself.
Grimmjow hadn't got out of class yet either, and was studying Ichigo as he was walking toward the teacher- what was his name?- oh… Aizen, was it?
Grimmjow surely didn't have much interest on what's going on around him. He didn't even know some of the classmates' names. Shinji kept on blabbing about how it's so sad and crap, but Grimmjow really didn't care. He never bothered to know the names of the ones whom he didn't give a shit at.
Well...Grimmjow considered that he probably would have to know the name of the person he would torment, so Ichigo was an exception.
"Um…" Ichigo awkwardly called Aizen, who had his back turned on Ichigo to clean up his papers. The brunette teacher delicately turned around to face the source of the voice.
"Yes, Kurosaki – kun?" Aizen gave a soft smile at Ichigo and Ichigo finally looked comfortable.
"Oh-uh… I just needed you to explain this again, more thoroughly, if it doesn't bother you…" Ichigo stuttered and requested. He didn't know why he was getting nervous like this. It wasn't even like he had done anything wrong or something?
The teacher named Aizen looked very gentle and kind. It was a wonder to Ichigo why he was working in a school like…this. He would have probably noticed all the mischief that was going around in his class too, right? The students were way too...nautghty. Then why would he bother to stay and work here? He seemed like he was pretty skilled as a professor too.
Aizen looked very surprised to have a student actually ask him a question. Come to think about it, Kurosaki – kun, AKA Ichigo, was paying an intense attention to his lesson during class too. He seemed different compared to the other students.
Not knowing this, Ichigo quickly added, "Uh- your explanation was really good! I mean- it was really well done for me to comprehend, but… There were some…distractions going on in the classroom during the lesson so…" Ichigo stammered and his voice trailed off as he spoke. Aizen smiled and replied.
"No problem, Kurosaki-kun! It is my pleasure to help you!"
And there he went explaining all the things, step by step, so that Ichigo can understand. Ichigo's eyes glinted as he listened through every single thing, and finally got to understand the concept.
"Ah! Thank you Aizen-sensei! I really appreciate it, sir!"
"It was not problem. You are always welcomed to ask me for help." Aizen showed a gentle smile, making Ichigo grin back at him.
After the talk had been over, Ichigo left the room as well.
Grimmjow too, grumbled and left the room, hands pinned in his pockets. 'That kid surely is weird…' He was thinking to himself when he stomped down the hall to leave.
Ichigo found a way to the roof and brought his lunch there to eat it. The roof didn't look that different from his previous school. He began eating his lunch, not feeling too much of awkwardness anymore. The only difference this place really had was that his friends weren't here.
Renji, Rukia, Chad, Ishida, Orihime, Keigo, Miziro… None of his friends were with him. Ichigo felt quite lonely at this new, nasty school. At least the teacher, Aizen sensei, was to his satisfactory. He was much better than his previous teacher, who was so goddamn annoying. And… Well, maybe he has found a buddy too. Nnoitora… Ichigo wasn't so sure if Nnoitora was supposed to be called his friend.
Cool wind was blowing over his bright orange head. Ichigo frowned when dazzling sunlight drizzled into his eyes. He didn't like weathers like this. He liked it either cool or warm - straight forward; not days that are windy with sunlight or warm with no Sun. It was just annoying. It made him think of wavering minds that could not get a hold of what they are doing.
When he was done eating and started to get up, the door opened with a bang and he noticed others coming in. Ichigo stared dumbfound as he watched students dashing in, and spotted Nnoitora laughing in the middle of them. He stood out the most because of his tremendous height.
"SO GUESS WUT?" Nnoitora was practically yelling out loud that Ichigo almost jumped down the rooftop. Ichigo was getting ready to walk out when one of them spotted him.
"HO? Isn't that the new boy in our class? Strawberry, was it?" Ichigo felt heat rising up inside when he heard the word he despised; strawberry.
Upon hearing that line Ichigo was trying to keep his calm. He didn't want to get into a fight in his new school. He slowly inhaled and spoke, "I'm telling you, I'm not a-"
"Now now, let's not tease our little berry boy! He seems quite annoyed." Nnoitora interrupted and smirked as he spoke. Ichigo looked away and started to walk to the door.
Nnoitora grabbed Ichigo's arm firmly and held it in place. "Hold on. You're leaving already?" Ichigo tried to shake Nnoitora's hand off, but the grip was too strong. When he was about to pull his arm, the grasp got strong and Ichigo winced in pain. Ow...
"Since I'm done eating I'm gonna go back to the classroom now. Got any problem with that?" Ichigo glared as he replied sharply. This guy was getting on his nerves. He was guessing now that Nnoitora surely wasn't a good material for his friend. This tall guy was just… too different. No, everyone here was different compared to Ichigo. The thought of what happened earlier in the class still struck Ichigo's mind badly.
Nnotora raised an eyebrow when he heard this. "What? Why would you?"
Ichigo too, mimicked and did the same. "Why wouldn't I? I mean- I'm done eating, so I'll just go back into class."
"Well there's a lot of time left till class, so…Why bother?"
Ichigo slowly got frustrated at this. "Exactly. That's why I wanna go back early before class and review some stuff. Now outta ma way!" Ichigo roughly shoved Nnoitora and led himself out of the roof.
"What the heck is wrong with those guys? I'm getting sick of this already." Ichigo grumbled and led himself down the hallway, towards his class.
It was a bad thing that Ichigo didn't notice Nnoitora following him behind.
Nnoitora snatched Ichigo's wrist from behind and dragged him to the boy's bathroom. Ichigo snapped around and tried to struggle but Nnotora's hard hold on his arm was too sturdy.
"OW! Ugh… What the hell you bastard? Let me go!" Ichigo ranted stressfully and pushed Nnoitora's chest with his other hand. It also got caught by Nnoitora's hand. Nnoitora wrapped his long fingers around Ichigo's wrists, not allowing it to slip out. He applied force to it, and Ichigo sweared. Ichigo's hand curled into a fist, later losing strength to struggle and unfolding the hand. His wrist was too painful; Nnoitora was too strong.
"I don't see that will happen, strawberry-chan~" Nnoitora smirked and pulled Ichigo inside, and closed the door.
Ichigo frowned when his back made contact with the cold brick wall.
"Damn you bastard! Just what are you trying to do?" Ichigo snarled out from Nnoitora's iron grip and headed towards the door. Nnoitora grabbed both of Ichigo's arms and threw him back to the hard wall.
"Now now, there's not need to be too violent. If you resist too much it's just going to make it harder for both you and me." Nnoitora snorted and stared down at Ichigo. "By the way your hair is beautiful as always!" Nnoitora brushed his fingers against Ichigo's soft orange hair. When he showed the leer of his, Nnoitora's one eye looked very creepy to Ichigo that he didn't want to stare at it.
"Shut up! Today's just the first day you've seen it, so stop shittin' around! What do you want anyways?" Ichigo seemed very pissed off as he was trying to wave Nnoitora's hand away from his hair. "And will you fuck off from me please?"
"Now the second request, I'm afraid that I can't obey. Well about the first question, since you've asked me I will have to answer…" Nnoitora showed off the annoying grin of his and moved his face closer to Ichigo's. When he got into a closer range, his dark and long hair curtained around Ichigo's head. It tickled the orangette's ears. 'Ugh… Weird sensation… Wait..WHAT AM I TALKING ABOUT? I gotta get out of here.'
"Uh you know what, I actually don't wanna know. So just leave me alone, will ya?" Ichigo looked up at Nnoitora and spat back with a sickened tone. 'Damn it... Why does that dude have to be so goddamn tall?' Ichigo was thinking to himself as his neck was stiffening due to pointing it up too high.
"Get out of my way you ass punk! I'll kick your balls hard if you don't!"
Nnoitora snorted as his eyes met with Ichigo. Ichigo tried to avert eye contact with him, but Nnoitora's hand clutched Ichigo's chin and kept it in place.
"Where are you tryin' ta look at? Look at me! Or you can't focus on kickin' ma balls~" That annoying fucker… Ichigo had this urge to grab Nnoitora's long black hair and rip it off his head.
Ichigo gave a full force in his right leg and swung it directly at the center of Nnoitora's legs. He felt the hard sensation touching his ankles. After the kick Ichigo set his leg down, since his sneaker was quite heavy. The next thing he heard was the painful cry.
"AHHHH! FUCK! SHIT!" The shriek was giving off horrid echo in the bathroom.
"…I warned you before didn't I?" Ichigo glared as he spoke. He pushed Nnoitora out of the way and slammed the bathroom door shut as he stepped outside.
"Damn Him…He just wasted my time! I wanted to go to class early to get some extra help… it's so goddamn annoying, the homo bastard." Ichigo muttered a line of complaint as he headed back to his classroom.
He just didn't get it.
He didn't know why the students here were tainted like this.
It's like - they are infected with some kind of vulgar disease, spoiled… rotten… ruined and blemished in the outcome of their disgusting behavior.
He hated to repeat it, but Ichigo didn't like it. He felt like running back to his old Karakura town, sinking himself in the arms of his friends. He actually did miss his annoying - as - hell - school.
But he knew that in order to survive in this school, and in this whole new society, he had to get himself used to it. The idea of it just made Ichigo very unpleasant.
…'I feel like throwing up…"
He couldn't help it. Just now, Ichigo was about to get nearly molested by his classmate, who is a freakin' guy. To Ichigo, it was just creepy as hell. This eveng that almost happened just now sent chills down his spine. Ichigo wanted to beat the shit out of Nnoitora before he had stomped out, but had decided to calm himself down and chill.
'Let's forget about this...' He had uttered to himself. Ichigo had realized that he would have to stay silent to not get involved into any crap anymore.
How can he possibly endure being in this nauseating school?
…Well…Somehow is the only word Ichigo can think of.
THE END OF CHAPTER THREEEEEEEE! xD
Hell yeah I spend a whole week trying to type this thing up D:
I don't think it's that good…
OH AND YEAH NNOITORA HAS HIS EYES ON OUR ICHIGO.
XD WELL ICHIGO'S NOT THAT EASY TO WIN :D
Or is he?
SORRY GRIMMJOW YOU DIDN'T COME OUT THAT OFTEN IN THIS CHAPTER BUT YOU WILL IN THE NEXT ONE.
And I feel Grimmjow saying "Ya better or I'll release my pantera and rip your body off".. XD haha
Too bad since this isn't in the Bleach world. :D MUHAHA
Thanks for reading, and of course, I'd say this in every single chapter, but…
REVIEWS ARE ALWAYS APPRECIATED! ^^
I'll try to work on the next chapter this week, ASAP! :)