A/N Hello everyone ^^ I know some of you must be confused on the situation between Ichigo and Orihime. The reason Ichigo behaves the way he does is in fact because of Orihime's wealthy status, and he doesn't hang out with her at school because that's the only place where he excels her in status. Most may not see it ,but in this story Orihime's friends know about her secret wealth and like Ichigo they act the same towards Orihime. More will be explained at the end of the next chappy ^^

Moving On & Moving Out

Orihime's P.O.V

I sighed for the tenth time this morning. Everything was so...so depressing and ominous , Ichigo was finally moving out and I honestly felt bad. My face was contorted and seemed to be stuck in a solemn frown as I watched Ichigo move back and forth with his boxes..filled with his stuff.

A couple times as he passed by me he would glare down at me as if I was the one who did something wrong and he would shake his head with an agitated smirk.

"I don't know why your looking at me like that Ichi- Ichigo...this was entirely your fault" I told him.

He snorted. "Oh that's rich Orihime, after all I've done for you now your kicking me out"

My anger sparked and my eyebrow twitched at his ignorance. Was he for real? He hasn't done shit for me except probably cause me even more problems.

"You haven't done jack squat for me except protect me! And not even that! not only do you socially outcast me ,but you treat me like a kid too" I yelled at him.

I hadn't noticed I was getting in his personal space until I had to step back from his face.

He narrowed his eyes then and dropped the box he was holding on the floor, a big clanking sound ringing throughout my living room.

"Do you have any idea what it's like living with you?" he yelled.

I stepped back some as I saw his arm muscle flex , but I only ended up tripping over the box he dropped on the floor and landing right on my arse.

Rolling my eyes I got back up. "No I have no idea Ichigo ,but I assume your going to tell me" I retorted snarkily.

He gritted his teeth and picked up the box he dropped and resumed his process of moving out. "Ugh I don't have to stay here and watch him leave, it's time to move Orihime" I told myself.

With my confidence level turned on high I walked back to my room with my head held high and toke confident strides towards my room. On my way there Ichigo passed me with a smug look on his face and roughly brushed his shoulder against mine. "I'm so glad your moving out you ass wipe" I thought.

Grimmjow's P.O.V

I sat down at an empty table in the cafeteria near the window, as I gazed out at the sky I heard cheerleaders and slutty girls alike trying to get my attention ,but no, I wouldn't even give them that. Today I was wearing a rather classy looking outfit, the girls went for it so I guess I did good in tidying myself up a little. My black button-up shirt had like five buttons UN-done and my black jeans hung teasingly on my waist with chains attached to the buckle. It was official, I looked so fucking sexy. My attention was immediately taken by sweet ass muttering very angry words to herself . At first I was turned on to see her so angry and feisty ,but then I realized the small tears in her eyes as she stomped towards the carrot-top head.

I instantly wanted to smash orange-haired fucker's head in because he was obviously the problem, but this time I'll just watch. Using my 'selective' hearing I blocked out everyone else and tuned in on their conversation.

"I cannot BELIEVE you!" she screeched.

The bastard just gave her a smug look and shrugged at whatever she was accusing him of. He then clapped his hands loudly gaining everyone's attention.

"It's just a car Orihime-chan, you could always buy another Audi R8 whenever you wanted couldn't you?"

A fucking what? Everyone gasped and my eyes widened slightly. Those things ranged from $114, 200 to $206,100, I smirked, even more interesting not only was she a hottie ,but she some doe too.

As everyone went about their new conversations about sweet ass's wealth, she looked utterly humiliated. Her face was red and her fists were clenched so hard I thought she would draw blood soon. I really wanted to rush to her rescue ,but something just told me to watch on.

"I'm not the only one hiding things Mr. quarterback" she sneered.

His eyes widened as she was about to say something, everyone listened with new found intensity.

"I wonder if your team knows about the steroids you shoot up your arms and legs before big games and practice" she shouted for everyone to hear.

My eyes widened again. The carrot-top was on steroids? I looked at his arms and legs and saw the obvious tensions in the muscles and the little jerks he did once in a while. Everyone else went crazy over this new information and I saw the carrot-top kid look like he was about to do something to sweet ass.

I rushed to the scene then and grabbed the kid's hand right before it was about to curl around Orihime's pretty little neck. She gave him a bewildered expression and he only just glared at her. That's when the vice principle and the head principle both stormed in the cafeteria.

The vice had crazy wild hair and scars on his face with a strong build, looks like he just hopped out of jail if you ask me. The head was a woman with this weird braid thing going on and I gave her a confuzzled look, aren't those things suppose to be behind you?

The vice narrowed his eyes at me. "Everyone leave right now"

He didn't have to say it twice nor did he have to raise his voice, within a matter of minutes the cafeteria was cleared out and it was only me, fine ass, and the carrot-top head left (who not to mention was still being held up in the air by me).

The vice glared at me. "Release him, Grimmjow"

Before actually doing that I looked down at Orihime who just continued burning an angry glare at the carrot-top. Her gaze was so intense- so angry that I was afraid for the well-being for the 'QB'.

I released Ichigo and he fell on his feet rubbing his purple colored wrist. That's when the head smiled gently and turned to Orihime.

"Orihime-sweet heart would you like to tell us what's going on here?"

Fine ass stopped her glaring and turned to the head unclenching her fists.

"That ass-hole over there totaled my Audi!" she screeched.

That got the vice's attention then as he looked at her with a new interest.

The head furrowed her eyebrows in bewilderment.

"Language Orihime-chan!, and Ichigo is this true?"

He lowered his head some and bit his lip, nodding.

"And what's this I here about our school's best QB is shooting up eh?"

the vice yelled.

I could see the worry in Ichigo's eyes as he didn't say anything in response to that.

"Nothing to say eh? Well there's only one thing left to do, and that is boot you off the team"

I inwardly smirked. "Heh that's what you get ya bastard" I thought.

His eyes widened and his face turned into of desperation.

"Bu-but coach! The team is all I have!" he pleaded.

The vice shook his head in disappointment. "No Ichigo, if I let you back on the team it would set a bad example for other teams and your juniors, it's gonna be hard just to keep this little thing under wraps" he narrowed his eyes at Orihime for that, but she defiantly glared back at him, earning a look of surprise from the vice.

That's when the head finally turned to me and gave me a phony motherly smile that made me sick to the core.

"And how do you tie into all of this Grimmjow-chan?"

I twitched at the honorific she used for me, and I almost wanted to say none of your fucking business ya backwards braided bitch, but surprisingly I held my tongue.

"I was only here to stop him from wrapping his hand around pretty girl's neck" I gestured to the slight redness of Orihime's neck.

The head drew back a small gasp and narrowed her eyes at Ichigo.

She then cleared her throat. "Under normal circumstances I would have called both of your parents ,but I can't so for now I'll just suspend all of you for two days and you Ichigo get a week"

"Wait a minute why the fuck am I getting suspended?" I shouted.

"Because in my school we don't condone any type of violence whether you were trying to protect Orihime or not"

I grumbled under my breath a crossed my arms haughtily. Stupid ass school.

Ichigo's P.O.V

I couldn't believe Orihime called me out like that in front of everyone and got me simultaneously kicked off the team! This whole sha-bang was her fault in the first damn place so why the hell was I getting punished more than everyone else was?

I don't know why Orihime betrayed me like that and I don't know what she could've possibly gained out of it either ,but there's one thing I do know and that's as soon as I rise back to my rightful seat of popularity, I'll make sure the rest of Orihime's time here is way worse then hell.

Orihime's P.O.V

I was still reeling from what all happened those first thirty minutes of school this morning! I've never been suspended before in my life because I was always the good girl that everyone envied or sought after, but now? Now after thirty minutes of school I get kicked out of it. I shook my head clearing away the tainting thoughts filling my head with a dark aura.

While walking out the school, I sped up my pace while Jaggerjack kept up with me, earning a slightly irritated look from me.

"At least let me walk you to your car, he knows where you live and he already attempted to go after your throat..you really wanna be alone right now?"

My eyes widened in fear and I toke a big gulp as I remembered the burning rage I saw in Ichigo's eyes when I revealed his dark secret. Nodding in agreement with Jaggerjack I let him follow me to my car.

He whistled as we approached the sleeping beauty and rubbed a hand across the shiny trunk.

"This car is almost as sexy as you, well not really but it's still pretty sexy" he grinned at me.

I turned my face away from him with a slight blush. "Thanks I guess" I mumbled.

He hopped in the passenger seat while I fiddled with the lock to the trunk to put my stuff in. That's when I felt it, that feeling you get when someone is watching you, except this was way worse..this person wished a lot of harm on your head.