OMG…

It's been so long since I've updating.

So in order to make up for that I wrote a lot in this chapter.

Well… I honestly am having a lot of stress and pressure lately

Caused by school, friends and some other traumas I've been facing.

I just hate what's happening to my…uhh life?

It's just sad I broke down some week before.

Well tears get to any people in this world so there's nothing to be surprised about…

I just hope my school year ends quickly, so I don't have to see…

Well…them anymore.

I was planning the story out, and now I'm like… so messed up.

Since a lot's been happening to me..

I didn't even know what the heck I was writing here.

However, if you're "bold" enough to continue to read this story of mine…

Then I appreciate it, and bow to all of you who choose to still read this.

…Thank you all.

As We Stare Into the Darkness

Chapter Six

"In the stillness I know my heart is dry

Looking out the window I'm wondering why;

As the moonlights fade

As the stars cease to shine

As the warmth of the sun is gone

As we are shattered away

As we wander around

As My hope is lost

As my faith is worn away

As We Stare Into the Darkness…

But still...You're visible to my tainted eyes..."

*Grimmjow's POV!*

What the hell are the kiddos doing? I narrowed my eyes as I watched them yelling and cheering our loud. I grimaced and slightly shook my head at the noise. It was annoying how they were acting like some wild bitches. I saw Nnotora getting up, saying he's going to the bathroom. The Kurosaki kid looked very relieved to see the pervert leave, but also confused from his seat. He was looking around, frowning at the kids crowding around him.

"The fudge is this now? Kids are all out of their seats when the teacher stepped out of the classroom?" I heard Kurosaki talking to himself. It seemed that he was trying hard to keep the "amusement" to himself, but failed to do so. The sight of the orangette looking around confusingly just made me smirk to myself. The guys were basically rampaging in the teacher-less classroom.

"It's so boring in here! What should we do?" One of the students yelled out.

Wait- I think that it's really not right to call the dudes students, in the aspect of their behaviors.

"I know! Since we learned some interesting stuffs from the new science teacher, why don't we apply that to what we're gonna do during this free period?" Some other dude popped up and said.

Upon saying this, some of the guys ran up to the front of the classroom, where the teacher's desk was.

I noticed the guys' mischievous grins, and knew that some shitty crap was coming.

The girls must've considered the classroom was too noisy for them to gossip, since I spotted all of them dashing out of the classroom.

"Any volunteer who wants to demonstrate the topic we learned today?"

…Shit.

How messed up they are.

They want to see the "lesson" demonstrated in the classroom?

They want to actually watch guys fucking each other?

…How disgusting.

The other students (of course there were only guys, since the girls were outside, which was obviously illegal.) immediately had their eyes on…Kurosaki?

I saw them smirking and yelling out loud, again that I was annoyed as hell.

"Hey! We've gotta do a welcoming ceremony for the orange haired kid!"

…No.

"Welcoming" ceremony my ass.

It's probably to pleasure their own eyes by harassing the kid.

As the guys cheered in agreement, I saw about five guys approaching Kurosaki's desk. The kid was still sitting at his seat, looking at his notes. It seemed that he forgot about the noisy students. He looked up when shadows were hovering above him.

His brown eyes were narrowed as he faced the guys.

"…What do you want?" I heard Kurosaki close his notebook and speaking coldly and calmly.

"..Heh." The dudes just smirked and grabbed Kurosaki's arms.

At the unexpected situation, Kurosaki blinked then tried to shake the hands off.

"Hands off me."

"Sorry, won't do that. We need an entertainment."

The fuck's their entertainment supposed to be?

Ganging up on one kid and using him for a "demonstration" for the "lesson" they've learned? They've gotta be shittin' me.

The guys seemed to have tightened the grip, since Kurosaki winced as he was hauled to his feet. I kept on staring to see what's gonna be happening.

The guys started to pull Kurosaki to the front of the class. But as I predicted, there was no hell of the way that Kurosaki would just stay still and let that happen.

"What the hell is this crap?Get off me, bastards!" He seemed pretty pissed to be interrupted on whatever he was doing. I grinned as I looked at the scene.

It was pretty stupid that five muscular guys were struggling to drag one teen (though they were the same ages Kurosaki definitely lacked in built than the thugs in here).

He didn't seem to want any sort of clash occurring in the classroom, since he was only yelling and struggling, but not fighting back to stop the people.

Just how stupid was that? I would stick my fist up their asses if some duchebag even attempts to touch me. Just thinking of it makes me feel nauseated.

No one should ever contradict to any of my actions or sayings.

Anyways it seemed that they had succeeded in dragging Kurosaki up to the teacher's desk in front of the room.

I yawned and stretched my arms, then watched the scene again.

…I didn't like the shit that was about to happen now.

A group of dudes were pinning Kurosaki to the teacher's table, his wrists gripped by a couple of guys and his body was bent down, his chest hitting the table.

"Damn! What's all of your problems? Why're you doing this to me?" As Kurosaki grimaced and ranted, everyone was ignoring him.

I couldn't watch the annoying scene anymore as I saw the kids' actions. They were attempting to rip off Kurosaki's uniform shirt. They had succeeded to untie his tie, and a few buttons were unbuttoned.

"Shit! Fuck off from me you swine! What the heck are you guys trying to do ta me?" Kurosaki's yelp was getting louder as his face was white in panic.

As the annoying fuckers had succeeded on unbuttoning the shirt, I couldn't watch it anymore as I kicked my desk and stood up, shoving my chair behind in irritation.

"Cut the crap assholes!"

...I'm not sure if I even thought about what I'm doing.

*Normal POV!*

As Ichigo was yelling panic the boys were smirking in dirty thoughts.

Damn, the new guy was sure hot…

Everyone wanted to taste him.

…They weren't even sure if it was just for fun.

It's just messed up if they are.

But surely this teen would be worth molesting.

"Don't worry, new kid." Someone smiled and answered him. "It's not going to be scary at all. It's what we do here everyday."

Ichigo felt his body tense up upon hearing that. The resistance was helplessly blocked by the numerous amounts of dudes.

They do these kinds of crap everyday?

In school as well?

And they just admit that disgusting fact on their own?
…How messed up they are.

It was then when he heard a thunderous roar.

Who was it? Whoever it was Ichigo surely had thought that he is going to be saved.

…when he turned his head to look at the person, he realized;

It was the blue haired dude he had decided not to mess with.

The voice was grumbling, full with stress. It actually sounded a lot tough.

"…Get the fuck off of him, or else you'll see the desk crumbling on your stupid-ass heads." With just one sentence the boys around Ichigo felt chills down their spines. Perspiration was starting to come upon Ichigo as well.

It was murderousness Ichigo felt from the blueberry haired thug.

'…What the…'

The males were just standing there, staring blankly into the brunette's cyan eyes.

"Grr…Damn you brats. Didn'ya all just hear me? I said, GET. THE. FUCK. OFF. OF. -." Grimmjow growled in frustration as he kicked his desk again and pinned his hands inside his pickets.

It was just then when the doors were opened with a loud sound and two males walked in.

…They were Aizen and the silver haired fox, Ichimaru.

The students stared at the teachers again, as they stood still, frozen in front of the teacher's desk, surrounding Ichigo.

Aizen had taken his glasses off, and his hair seemed somewhat more different. He looked more… tougher? And less soft then the last time Ichigo had seen him.

'Sensei? Oh crap… He just walked in when I was about to get harassed by a bunch of gay-assed dudes. How frickin' embarrassing of myself is that. Great… Just great.'

As Ichigo was rolling his eyes and shaking his head the two teachers walked into the classroom. Ichimaru still had the foxy-looking grin plastered on his face. It really was somewhat creepy to Ichigo.

"Arah? It seems that they were a bit hyped up while we were gone, Aizen-sensei~" Ichimaru glanced around the classroom and cocked his head to the side. "By the way, I wonder where all the girls are~"

"It seems you are right…" Upon replying Aizen glazed at the male students with his "gentle" eyes as always. However this time, he gave off such a bloodcurdling aura that made the students shiver in unknown fret. "What were you trying to do to the new student?" His tone was cold and gave out vex.

"Uh-It's…It's nothing sir!" The students answered with timid voices. The teacher was different than all the others that had left the school. Right now he actually kept students in restriction. Aizen's voice was lower than it was when he was giving lessons to the students previously.

"If it's nothing…explain why the new student is surrounded by a horde of male students, wearing a petrified expression."

The boys' eyes were struck with realization as they let Ichigo go, and Ichigo hurriedly went back to his seat, buttoned his shirt back up and glanced at the cyan haired guy. Grimmjow's eyes were gazing at the brunette teacher.

"Ya' shouldn't bully a new student~" Gin said once again, with the grin of his.

"Y..yes sir! We understand!" The male students were now trembling at the unknown dread. They went back to their seats, and the girls loudly came into the classroom, chattering.

"And where might've you ladies have been?" Aizen questioned with the same tone that he did with the boys. The girls' reactions were no different from the boys.

"Oh- No..Nothing Sensei!" And they all went back to their seats. It was actually quite a humorous scene, how the male and female students had the same reaction toward the alternated teacher. However Ichigo was only biting his lips in his seat, not being able to get rid of the prickly and awkward sentiment.

'Sensei looks so hot like that!' The girls were all giggling to themselves in their seats.

It was very amazing how the situation all ended after the two teachers came back into the classroom, especially with Aizen's different look and his change of personality and attitude.

Grimmjow tsked and sat back down. He made a loud noise when dragging the chair to slump his ass down on it, but Aizen didn't seem to notice.

Nnoitora came back to the classroom, stretching and yawning, but stopped when he saw the two teachers, and went back to his seat.

'The heck's wrong right now?' He seemed to have noticed the different aura in the classroom. He sneered when he saw the orangette sitting at his desk.

"Yo," he whispered when he sat down.

"Shut up, shitty bastard." Ichigo spat annoyingly and decided to ignore him.

"What's wrong, ya pissed?" Nnoitora grinned and elbowed the teen.

"Damn right. Now leave me alone so I can concentrate." Ichigo replied, not meeting the eyes of the long, dark haired male.

'Aizen sensei seems so different… And he looks sort of incensed as well… Could something be the matter?' Ichigo was wondering what could've possibly have happened when the two teachers were conversing outside.

"Well, so I've heard that you've learned a lesson containing mature contents from Ichimaru sensei, correct?" As the teacher asked students were nodding their heads silently.

"Well it obviously reveals the fact that you are all not yet ready to take such lessons that contains contents with maturity." Aizen continued, showing a light contortion between his eyebrows.

"…If I see this kind of misbehaviors ever again, then I will severely punish you all. Understood?" The word severely was empathized by Aizen's enunciation, and the students couldn't say a word at the sudden pressure.

The guys were sure that the teachers in this school are not supposed to care about the student's attitudes and shit. But this teacher seemed so supreme and… dominant over the students. It was giving them anxiety, and the students shifted in their seats, showing signs of obvious unease.

Grimmjow was still pouting to himself because of the sudden interruption that had appeared. And plus, why did the goddamn teacher look so hella serious? What the heck was going on? Grimmjow just eyes Ichigo with his pair of cyan eyes. Ichigo seemed to have calmed down quite quickly. Grimmjow raised an eyebrow and shrugged as he blinked and yawned.

The class seemed to be passing very quickly. Aizen continued his lesson from where he had left off, and the students were all very silent and were staring at the teacher.

When he asked a question everyone was gazing at Aizen, but their eyes seemed to have dazed off to space. Ichigo looked around, and then awkwardly raised his hand…

"Yes, Kurosaki- Kun?" The teacher gently smiled then called Ichigo up.

"Uh… Okay then…" Ichigo slowly got up and moved towards the chalkboard.

He didn't like the feeling of hundreds of eyes looking at him.

'Crap, ma hands are shaking!' Ichigo rolled his eyes at the piece of chalk he was holding. It was vibrating…

Still, Ichigo solved the problem, and he hoped that no one would notice the shaky handwriting from quivering too much.

"Thank you, Kurosaki- Kun. You may go back to your seat now." Ichigo gave out a sigh of relief, and walked back to his seat with his shivering legs.

Grimmjow was one of the people who were eyeing him intensely.

…

He would finally get to see the kid alone after school.

"Alright class, I'll see you tomorrow." Aizen "smiled" tenderly and left the classroom even before the students did. Of course, the students started the mumbling and gossiping when the teacher left, talking about how he had changed during the fifteen minutes he was out. The girls were snickering about the new "hotness" of their Aizen sensei.

Ichigo pushed his chair and got up, hurriedly gathering his school supplies and shoving them in his school bag. The teen sprinted towards the door and slid it open noisily.

'The heck's he goin' now?' Grimmjow scowled as he was staring at the orangette's back. As the door closed, he rolled his eyes and kicked his desk. The person in front of him flinched noticeably, but Grimmjow didn't give a damn about it.

Grimmjow scratched his blue locks and grabbed his bag, throwing it over his shoulder and walking outside, opening the door with his put and not bothering to close it back.

When he was out to the hallway, groups of students were darting out of the school building. Nonetheless Kurosaki was nowhere to be found.

'NOW where the damn fucking shit of heck did he go?' Grimmjow shook his head violently at frustration and looked around.

Ichigo headed to the nurse's office right after getting out of the disaster. He frowned at the welcome from the shady office and the nurse. The nurse's hat prevented anyone from looking at his face closely.

"Well well, Kurosaki- kun! You're here again! Are you here to retrieve him?" Urahara smirked and had a fan in front of his face.

"Why do you describe it as such a word?" Ichigo scowled and looked around. "By the way where is him?"

"I'm here." Ichigo looked up as he heard the familiar voice. It was a bit more… playful then before.

"It seems you've gotten better." Ichigo raised an eyebrow as he spoke.

"Certainly, after one period has passed." The teen grinned humorously and bowed at Urahara. "And also it's thanks to the nurse sensei… who provided me with wonderful medications."

Urahara laughed at this statement. "Well, I'm glad you're feeling better."

"So…" Ichigo bat an eyebrow and glanced at the both males. "…He can leave now right?"

"Oh, certainly, yes! It is very nice of you to be so caring, Kurosaki- kun~"

Ichigo scowled and waved a good-bye to the nurse and left with the boy next to him.

"Well…" Ichigo opened his mouth right after the door closed, "so… I guess you're going home as well?"

"Yeah, pretty much." The boy grinned and eyed the orange haired teen. "But before that, I'd like to thank you. I never caught yer name. Care ta' throw it now?"
Ichigo let out a small laugh, saying "are you kidding me?"

"Nope. Well…I certainly did hear the beautiful name when you were speaking with the nurce. So… Ichigo, thanks for helping me today."

"It was no big deal…" Ichigo sighed and put his hands behind his head.

"And plus, you gotta protect the weak."

"I'm not weak at all. I'm quite strong, ya' know? It's just that… That dude attacked so suddenly… and besides, I'm not a big fan of violence."

"Oh really?" Ichigo turned to face the boy as he said the last sentence. 'I guess there's someone like him in this rotten school too…'

"Yeah really." The boy stopped to turn at Ichigo as well. "I'm more of a nice and soft person~" He smirked again and Ichigo rolled his eyes at this.

"Sure ya do… Are you sure that you weren't being annoying to the dude who beat you up?" Ichigo questioned, and a "hmph" was what he got in reply.

"I just bumped into the guy and said sorry, that's all! Jeez… He seemed to have quite a temper… How frightening… I'd never want to face him again."

Ichigo gave a smirk and teased the other teen. "Are you sure you're "strong"? I surely doubt that…"

At the same time Ichigo finished talking he was pushed to the brick wall of the building, just outside the door. Ichigo almost bit his tongue since he was just about to ask the other teen his name.

"…Yes I am." The teen had a solemn look on his face now, making Ichigo's eyes widen in sudden anxiety. "…I can prove it if you want? ...By the way your scent is like strawberries." The boy's arms were both pinning the wall, next to both sides of Ichigo's head. His eyes were glazing intensely on the orangette's.

"…Uh-" Just when Ichigo was about to say something like "don't blab shitty jokes and get outta ma way" and push the boy away, he heard a rumbling growl behind him, the low voice startling the both teens.

"…Kurosaki."

Ichigo flinched at the voice and slowly turned back, just to see a pair of cyan eyes glowing in the hallway.

…His eyes were piercing…

…Oh my god.

I wrote a lot in this chapter, a whole lot, much longer than many of the previous chapters.

You guys can consider this as a sorry message to how I've not been updating in the past weeks.

I am not sure how much I will be able to update the next one.

I have to start all over in planning them out…

And with what's been going on around me…

I am very stressed.

It's just sad, how memories are left in our brains no matter how much you want to erase one.

Well I hope you were at least satisfied with the sucky chapter as usual xD

The quote at the beginning… I just made it up when an idea popped up.

LOL the "As We Stare Into the Darkness" part sorta matches to the story title :D

Wait it's the same O_O XD

..Again, I thank you for reading this story.

And… I don't know when I'll be back but…Bye and see you later.