YO PEOPLE! XD haha…So I've updated again.

I knew that the last chapter was shorter.

So I sorta wanted to make up on that.

I wrote this one whole chapter in one day, so errors are seen.

I know that this chapter is VERY short,

but as I said, the one I've updated in a week maybe was too short for you, so I quickly worked (but didn't rush without any efforts.) on this one chapter.

Two short chapters in two days a row, isn't TOO bad, right? D:

However, I hope you can enjoy.

This chapter sort of empathized the evilness of Grimmjow.

How he loves violence, abuse, his desire for wanting to reign over creatures…

He thinks people are very lowly in the presence of him.

I just love everyone who has read my fanfiction, and I am working on my another fanfiction with a different pairing (but still involves Ichi being the uke :D OH YEAH I'M A ICHI UKE BELIEVER! LOL!)

Here comes the fourth chapter!

As We Stare Into the Darkness

Chapter 4

Ichigo walked down the hallway and entered his classroom. When he slid the door open, he checked the time on his watch to see how much amount of time was left. There was about ten or roughly fifteen minutes left. 'And I could have gotten more time to study if it wasn't for that dipshit…' Ichigo grumbled to himself and stepped into the classroom. He spotted Aizen sitting on the teacher's desk, having on his glasses and reading something intensely.

Ichigo tiptoed into the classroom, trying not to create noise to interrupt the brunette teacher. 'I wonder what he is reading right now… He seems so hard working.'

Ichigo jolted when he heard the teacher speak. "Oh, you're already here, Kurosaki – kun? I suppose lunchtime didn't end yet. Why don't you get some more free time?" The soft tone in his voice made Ichigo reply with a polite tone too.

"Uh…No, sir. I just wanted to come in early to review some… stuff…" Ichigo stammered and stared at Aizen's book on the teacher's desk. "May I ask you what that is?" Aizen looked down to see what the orangette was talking about, then looked back up and smiled delicately.

"Teachers need to study as well." Ichigo snickered at the statement and went to his seat. "Do you need help on any of the topics you have learned?" Aizen asked, and Ichigo slightly shook his head.

"No sir, since you've explained to me well before." Ichigo was very polite to those whom he respected. It was true that he had his own punkish look with his orange hair and the frown he always had on his face. That didn't mean he was pushing the others around.

In fact, he was the one who attracted thugs to have desire to beat him up. Ichigo himself didn't get why his hair would fascinate so many people in a bad way. The teen's appearance stood out a lot, and the others didn't like that. However, he was glad that the students here didn't find that feature of him too stunning. He was actually the one to be shocked at the state of the rotten students. The orangette also had seen a spiky, blue haired student when he was sitting in his class too. The guy seemed pretty fit and tough; and right off the bat Ichigo got the impression not to mess up with the cyan haired classmate. He just gave off this…. Dark aura. His face was scrunched up with scowl, which made Ichigo feel even endangered around him. Ichigo didn't even know who the guy was, but just the first impression of him was enough to give Ichigo his instints; Stay away from him!

Ichigo sighed at the sudden thoughts that were rampaging in his head. It was very stressful to think about the kids here. Ichigo absolutely believed that this school needs some kind of reformation. No actually, not the school itself, but the students.

"Kurosaki – kun?" Ichigo snapped out of his thoughts when he heard his teacher calling his name tenderly.

"Oh – I'm sorry. Uh, so…" Ichigo's eyes wandered around the room, thinking of something to say in this awkward silence.

Aizen smiled and suggested, "how about then; since you don't need any reviews, we can talk about other things?" Ichigo blinked for a bit of time then answered.

"Other…things?"

"Like… our personal matters not regarding school. As you've said, I do know that the distraction of the students during the lessons is quite… repulsive. So let's get our minds off that for a second, and talk about something else – maybe… we can share as we converse together." Ichigo's face turned into a bright smile and nodded. "Sure! I'd love to do that with you, Aizen sensei! I'm more than honored!" Whoa. Getting to talk to the astonishing teacher would be quite stimulating.

"So… What's the motivation of you moving into this town?" Aizen started off.

Grimmjow grunted to himself as he had his hands pinned in his pockets. He felt like smoking some weed right now, but knew that the stupid building would set the fire alarm off. This place was boring the hell out of Grimmjow. He wanted to get out of here, get to a larger city, and jump people and mug them. How pleasurable would that be? Damn… The cyan haired teen surely wanted to experience the taste of true blood. The smell of it would just make this guy so pleasant. He would beat someone up until his eye was covered in satisfying amount of crimson sight.

Grimmjow was in quite a familiarity relationship with violence. He was one of the ferocious gangsters around. He was extremely brutal and furious when it came to beatings. His eyes were filled with atrocious and vile desires whenever he was seeking for a prey to slay. Grimmjow just loved seeing blood. It just excited him whenever he felt blood splashing at his face. He was eager to slaughter weaklings, and was thrilled to witness the victim crawling down to his knees, begging for his life, pissing in their pants. Grimmjow's mouth curled up to a smile whenever he saw that. He was pretty sure that when he targets someone, he can kneel him down within a few days. Weaklings were easy to take over even in hours or minutes.

Right now, Grimmjow had to admit – the Kurosaki kid was giving off an interesting aura. It wasn't frightening; Grimmjow would never sense that from another, but only himself. He began to wonder – how long the orange haired brat would hold out till. It was a challenge to him. For some reason Grimmjow just wanted to see the orangette in pain, suffering. Grimmjow figured to himself that to see Kurosaki stoop and crouch at Grimmjow's feet would definitely satisfy him for long. It would at least calm down his cyan eyes which were burning with hunger for blood.

Even in this very moment, Grimmjow felt like roaring out with his demonic instincts. 'I WANT BLOOD!' He wasn't that dense to do that in school. It actually came to a surprise too, how he managed to calm himself down in certain places where he wanted to.

Anyways, Grimmjow's head was stuck with the orange haired teen. How to cause him agony. He definitely wanted to see Kurosaki's eyes flood with helpless tears. The anguish he would cause within Kurosaki's mind, hell, Grimmjow was mad excited. Grimmjow wanted to torment Ichigo until he would give up. Then he would be the dominant, the king, the one and only that all would serve. Ichigo was no exception.

Wait… Why was Grimmjow feeling like this? Why he all was hyped up? Why would he want to pay such an intense and passionate thinking to make the boy suffer? Why was he giving off his time to pay attention at the fucking Kurosaki brat? This is not acceptable. Why in the first place, would he even look at Kurosaki? Well…

So – He'd get this over with quickly. His prey would be – should be, easy to kill.

Thoughts roaming in his head, Grimmjow was leaning on a wall at the hallway, his eyes sparkling. After the long considerations had ended, he straightened himself up and led himself down the quiet hallway. Everyone was out of the school during lunch. The students just galloped out and did whatever they tended to do. They were like herds of animals. Grimmjow shook his head side to side, trying to get Kurosaki out of his mind. He kept on stomping down the silent hall, and stopped when he felt a shoulder bump into his.

"Oh, sorry!" The boy apologized and continued to walk away, but no way would Grimmjow have let the bastard leave after fucking bumping into him.

"…Ya little fucker!" Grimmjow bellowed and turned around to grab the poor guy.

Grimmjow's reaction was rough. Without bothering to check, he gripped the guy's neck and slammed his body onto the wall harshly. A loud yelp could be heard. Grimmjow chocked the boy's neck with his one hand, too powerful for the boy to even lift his hand for resistance. The spiky blue hair began trembling in the temptation to taste bloodshed. Grimmjow began to punch the kid multiples of times, causing the poor victim to thrash in horror and pain. When the boy couldn't even seem to mutter a line for help, Grimmjow threw him onto the cold floor and continued on strolling down the hall.

"Tsk… Another pain in the ass… So stressful!" Grimmjow uttered and swore under his breath as he blew on his shoulder. "Disgusting!" He spat on the floor and led his way to his classroom. Seeing that it was awfully quiet, he could know that no one would probably be here. Grimmjow paused though, when he heard few chatters and laughters in the room. One was familiar – the teacher that always talks about his lessons in class; the other voice was only heard once today. And that was of course, Kurosaki.

"Heh," Grimmjow smirked to himself as he turned away from the door and headed to the opposite side of the classroom. "I don't think your delightful laughter would last for so long, Kurosaki. "

For some reason, Grimmjow just loved saying that name; Kurosaki.

And he would repeat it until it meets his satisfactory level and the strawberry kid becomes boring.

Grimmjow probably had realized that he wouldn't get bored of Ichigo that easily.

The grin plastered on his face somewhat reminded of a wild predator.

"You won't be able to live as you want here…"

So! I know that Grimmjow would start his move soon, and Ichigo's not going to be very pleasant in that.

Hopefully I get to write more, and update.

Sorry for the short chapters again.

Recently, projects have been getting on my ways.

One for English (I guess they are two.)

One for Science

And assignments for every other subjects XD haha

Dang~ Surely school keeps your life busy! Lol I'm sure every single one of you know the pain :D

Thanks for reading,

And as always, REVIEWS ARE APPRECIATED!