Okay... second chapter. I'm not so happy with the way this turned out, but I am in a way, y'know? It's gonna get better, bear with me here Dx...

..Oh yeah and I don't own BLEACH or any of the characters... they belong to Tite Kubo and... yeah. Anywayyy... onto the storeh, enough with mah ramblin...

It was official. All the plans were already laid out in my head. How I was going to hide the body, how I was going to commit the crime. Grimmjow was getting on my last nerve. It started at four in the morning; I got a call from the blue haired idiot.

With my perceptions in a mix

Down twenty miles through the sticks

To the cloudy town of Hell view: Population 96

Excessive vacancy, well maybe

In the shadow of an-

My phone was blaring… Who would call at this hour? I snatched up my phone and flipped it open. "Hello?" I knew my voice sounded groggy.

"Heya, Berry boy! Just callin' to see if you was awake yet,"

Ooh I should've known.

"What the hell is wrong with you? It's 4:26 A.M. and more importantly, how did you get my number?" This was starting to get creepy. Only a stalker knows your cell phone number and calls you at all hours of the night like this. He was laughing like a maniac on the other line. It wasn't funny, damn it! I swear, if I was late for the trip tomorrow I was really going to kill him. Mark. My. Words.

"That's not important; you'd better get to school on time tomorrow! I'm just helping ya out, y'know, a friend helpin' a friend." I could almost hear him grin.

I didn't even reply before slamming my phone shut and tossing it on my dresser. Now it was 4:34… minutes of good sleep, gone.

Shinji came by this morning to wake me up, since I wasn't answering his calls or texts. I slept in a good fifteen minutes. I nearly flew out of bed.

"Are you serious? Its 7:10?" I panicked and Shinji just stared at me, obviously amused. "Why are you looking at me like that? It isn't funny!"

He laughed. Of course.

I pulled on some faded black, ripped skinny jeans and yanked on a light blue V neck. After slipping into my white, worn out vans and pulling on a white jacket, we both set off in a full on sprint towards school. It was 7:19. We had made it in record time, 7:20 on the dot. Yoruichi-sensei nearly ripped our heads off she was so angry.

"I told you both what time to be here. I had to make him wait an extra thirty seconds for you fools. Get to your seats and no messing around!" She barked. Shinji skipped to his seat beside Chizuru. They were both loud and proud about their sexuality and both seemed to have the same shame-less personality. It was weird how they were so much alike. I walked to the last seat and scowled at a grinning Grimmjow.

"I hate you," I bit out, and he just cocked an eyebrow.

"You gonna sit or are ya jus' gonna stand there?" He grumbled out. I just glared at him.

"Well I can't do that unless you get up, baka." I noticed something in his eyes flicker as he smirked. "Jus' crawl over my lap, it ain't that hard." Ugh… fucker.

"Whatever," I snapped before scooting past him. I swore I felt a hand on my ass.

The ride to the airport was long and irritating. Grimmjow kept tugging on my hair and claiming he didn't do it. Freaking immature, blue haired, instigator…

Once we parked and walked to the port, it was crazy. Several times I noticed Grimmjow trying to hold my hand, which was freaking me out. Ishida and Tatsuki were in each others face, shouting and just plain disagreeing. Orihime looked completely lost. Michiru was currently hiding behind Chad, even though she was scared to death of the guy. Yoruichi-sensei was stressing because security wasn't letting us through. Keigo was crying (crocodile tears) to Mizuiro about some random thing, as usual. Everyone was currently sitting in the group area assigned to us; I leaned my head back against the chair and closed my eyes.

Why? Why didn't I just say no and accept a 30,000 word assignment? A poster board project like the ones you do in middle school for a quiz grade. Anything at all, anything other than this load of bull. Before I knew it, I'd gone and spaced out again, or did I fall asleep? Something poked me in the back of the head, hard, and I jumped. There wasn't anyone around.

"Wha..?" I mumbled, oblivious to my surroundings at the moment.

"We fell asleep, dummy, c'mon lets go." It was Grimmjow who stood up first and looked around. "You really need to stop spacin' out… scares me when ya do that," He pulled me up out of the seat by my wrist. I thought I saw him smirk and he began leading me towards a Jetway. "You don't even know if this is the right plane, idiot!" I growled, pulling my hand away from him.

Grimmjow smiled, seemingly proud of him self, "It is, I saw Yoruichi-sensei lead the class this way," I shrugged and we both boarded the plane. After arguing about who would sit by the window he finally shoved me into the seat and declared I was the cry-baby of the year.

Yeah, whatever...

It wasn't until the plane had finally lifted from the tarmac that I realized something- we were on the wrong. fucking. plane. Apparently, the blue haired moron realized it too.

"Yoruichi-sensei lead the class this way, huh?" I hissed before shoving him and punching his arm. "What the hell is wrong with you?" He growled in a whisper.

"Okay I'm gonna break this down for you… listen carefully, now. We are on. The wrong. Plane. You understand now?" Grimmjow started laughing. I knew I hadn't ever been this angry, this freaked out in a long time. "So? Enjoy yourself. Sure we're gonna be in so much trouble but ya might as well enjoy it while ya can," I couldn't believe what I was hearing. How could he be so calm about this?

I was gonna hyperventilate. I was gonna throw up. I'm panicking and I'm stuck with an immature eighteen year old on the wrong plane… this couldn't be happening to me. "Lemme up." I wheezed.

Oh god, Oh god, oh god, oh god…

"Get up I… I'm gonna throw up." Yeah I felt it. It was coming up.

Grimmjow looked at me with wide eyes; his pupils went to the size of a grain of rice. Not food. Oh I couldn't think about food. "Aw man! C'mon Strawberry don't do this to me now…"

Too late.

I scrambled out of the seat and ran into the bathroom. I almost didn't make it over the small toilet-like thing before I started heaving into it almost violently. A flight attendant came over and rubbed my back. "Sir uhmm, young man, are you alright?" She calmly asked.

No.

"Y-Yes ma'am… Sorry uh… plane sickness?" The woman giggled at me and handed me a glass of water. I drank it, slowly, and rubbed my face with my hands then walked back to where Grimmjow was sitting.

"Did I mention that I hate you?" I whispered as I sat in my chair. The blue-haired teen handed me a piece of gum. I looked at him blankly. "Gee, thanks…" I hissed before popping it into my mouth and leaning my head against the window.

"Oh, you're welcome,"

Oh my god... why me?

Yup... poor Ichigo. Grimmjow's just havin' the time of his life here xDD...

Reviews? Suggestions? (By the way, this came out so much sooner than I expected, but I was itchin' to write.) Thanks to the ones who reviewed and fav'ed! I'm so happy x3... It's you guys who gave me the extra 'oomph' to write this chapter. Otherwise I'd be procrastinatin' about now and not having a clue about what to write!