AN: Omg, the response for this story was amazing! :D Just a quick warning, it's now Rated M (just in case) mainly for language. And there's a yaoi pairing (Grimmjow/Ulquiorra) but no lemons or stuff, I'm not like that. And it's just tiny flashes, nothing major, don't worry. I'm really trying to add the Highschool feel here.
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The first thing I noticed was the silence. I opened my eyes to find sunlight streaming from the window opposite me, and the deafening quiet greeting me. I glanced around warily, finding the room strangely empty. Rooming with three other girls, I thought I would've heard a commotion or something. I slowly got out of bed, yawning, still tired from yesterday's journey, and noticed the undone beds of my fellow roommates (whoever they were). I was pretty sure they'd been done last night when I got in- which meant they must have come in whilst I was asleep and left before I'd woken up. How embarrassing.
I continued on with my usual routine- brushing my teeth, pulling on another baggy jumper and some pants, tying my hair back into its usual do, before slinging my new bag over my shoulder, and eventually leaving the flat. My watch read 8.35am- classes didn't start till 9, and it wasn't too far from where I was now. Or so I hoped.
I pulled out my class schedule, which read something like this:
HOMEROOM: , ROOM 103
MATH: , ROOM 204
PSYCHOLOGY: , ROOM 118
ENGLISH LIT.: , ROOM 415
CHEMISTRY: , ROOM 612
BIOLOGY: , ROOM 308
P.E: , GYM
I shook my head disdainfully, wondering what sort of day I would have today. Of course, being the nerd I was, I was in all AP classes, which didn't come as a surprise to me. I walked down the clean, brightly lit hallways, examining the strange sort of people that studied here. Strangely enough, instead of the posh, uniform-bound posh snobs I expected, the sort of people I saw here were...normal. Pretty much what I'd expect from an ordinary high school, really. Ducking my head, I pushed my way through the chattering, smoking, basketball-playing students in an attempt to make my way to Homeroom. I was glad that I'd set out early- the crowds of people was making it almost impossible for me to navigate through. Instead, I stood back and watched the crowd.
Apart from the basketball playing idiots who had almost broken my glasses, there was a busty blonde chatting up the Math teacher, a gay couple making out- one of the guys having bright blue hair- a group of girls giggling about whatever they got up to last night, a group of guys nearby ogling them, one of them with the weirdest carrot-coloured hair, people throwing paper airplanes about...
After the crowd subsided a little, after a couple of minutes, I continued to make my way down the hall, only to be barred by a group of other girls. This group weren't sat about, giggling though. As I looked on, I noticed that a young, mousy-haired girl was sobbing quietly, a dark-haired girl near her shouting something at her. I moved in to listen to what was happening, taking care to remain as anonymous as possible.
"You ruined it, you cow!" the dark haired girl was yelling, her green eyes strangely bright. "Do you have any freakin' idea how much my skirt cost? Well lemme tell 'ya, it cost a whole $400!"
"I'm... I'm sorry Rhianne-chan, I didn't mean to spill it over you!" the mousy haired girl replied reproachfully, holding what looked like an empty cup of coffee.
"Yuzu, you stupid cow, I'll make you pay," Rhianne snarled, grabbing what looked like a trashcan. "I swear I'll make your life a living hell!"
"I said I was sorry!" Yuzu sobbed. "It was an accident-" and without warning, Rhianne upended the trashcan over Yuzu, leaving her crying, humiliated and embarrassed. The onlookers burst out into laughter, chanting horrible things, before leaving the poor girl alone and embarrassed. I rushed forward, feeling a rush of sympathy towards her.
"I said I was sorry!" Yuzu exclaimed once more, as I approached her.
"You don't need to apologize to me," I said as gently as I could. "Come on, let's get this cleaned up," and with that, I dragged her away to the nearest girl's bathroom before anyone could say anything more. Mercifully the bathroom was silent, and I was able to help Yuzu wipe off most of the dirt in relative silence. We both remained quiet for a while, until she spoke first.
"Thankyou," she whispered quietly.
"Uh...it's okay," I replied, slightly embarrassed. "You don't need to thank me or anything,"
"I'm Yuzu, by the way," she continued, a sweet smile on her face. "Yuzu Kurosaki,"
"Rukia Kuchiki," I answered, smiling back.
"Are you new here, Rukia-chan?" Yuzu asked, curious, as she continued to wipe away.
"Yeah, I only moved here yesterday,"
"Are you a senior?"
"Yes,"
"I'm only a freshman," she replied nervously. "Wait, if you're a senior, you might meet my brother!"
"Your brother? Who-"
The door burst open, and a girl with black hair and grey eyes rushed in.
"Yuzu! I heard what happened, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Karin-chan," Yuzu answered with relative confidence.
"Who's she?" Karin asked, glaring at me pointedly. Well, I couldn't blame her, really, after what had happened.
"Oh, this is Rukia-chan," Yuzu said, a little breathlessly. "She helped me clean up,"
Despite this answer, Karin continued to glare at me.
"Um...Karin-chan is my twin sister," Yuzu broke in, hesitating slightly. I raised an eyebrow in surprise- I couldn't have found two more opposite people.
"Fine," Karin answered curtly, finally taking her eyes off me. "C'mon Yuzu, we're gonna be late," and with that, she dragged her sister along with her, leaving me alone. Sighing, I picked up my things and left the bathroom.
It took me another 10 minutes to find Room 103, and after several misguided directions, I finally found the room. Breathing in deeply, I pushed open the door and walked inside.
Unfortunately, Homeroom had already begun and class was already full- so when I entered, despite the ruckus, everyone's head swivelled to face me. The expressions ranged from curiosity to amusement, to even creepiness- mainly from a pink-haired guy in the far corner. My teacher, a long, white-haired guy, looked up at me.
"Oh, to whom do we owe this pleasure?" he asked, in what was a gentle voice.
"Um..." I replied, not knowing what to say. "Sorry I'm late," I began, rather sheepishly. He continued to smile at me in a warm way, before speaking.
"That's quite alright, Miss...?"
"Kuchiki," I answered. "Rukia Kuchiki." A few eyebrows shot up at this, and I inwardly sighed, realising that Nii-sama's fame must have reached all the way here by now.
"Byakuya Kuchiki's sister, am I correct?"
"Yes," I replied once more, feeling slightly edgy.
"Welcome to Seireitei Academy, Rukia, I sincerely hope you enjoy your final year here," he continued, in that warm manner of his.
"Thanks," I answered rather quickly, everyone's eyes still on me.
"Hmm, you need somewhere to sit...I'm afraid the only open seat is next to Szayel at the back," he sighed, almost regretfully. With a jolt of horror I realised that he was gesturing towards the creepy-looking guy from before, the one with the ridiculous pink hair. Trembling slightly, I edged my way past the tables towards him, before gingerly sitting down on the plastic chair, trying hard to ignore the stares he was giving me.
"Ohai there," he said, in what was a poorly disguised seductive purr. "Well, aren't ya an interesting species?"
"Species?" I managed to stutter out. I hated to admit it, but this guy was creeping me out pretty bad.
"Veerrrryyy interesting," he whispered, leaning in closer, his glasses almost touching my head, before looking down at my chest. "You obviously have nothing up there, it should be interesting to see how that affects your obviously interesting personality..."
'I wish he'd stop saying 'interesting',' I found myself thinking. 'As if I'm just some object to leer at...what a disgusting creep,'
"So mebbe if you came over to mine later, I could conduct some eh...tests on you, I promise it won't hurt," he was saying, leering at me. I looked around at him, glaring back. The bloody nerve-
"Oi," a distinctly female voice called out, breaking my train of thought. I looked up to see a curvaceous, teal-haired girl standing over us, a formidable glare on her face. "Get up, Szayel," she ordered, narrowing her eyes at him.
"Ey, I was just playin' about with her," he defended, shaking his head before straightening his glasses.
"I know perfectly well what you were trying to do, Szayel," she snapped, clicking her fingers. "Now get out of- what the hell is that?"
"Uh, nothing," he answered quickly, stowing his hand in his pocket.
"Hand it over," she said sternly, before grabbing his hand and wresting from him a tiny doll that looked suspiciously like-
"Is that a voodoo doll of me?" I exclaimed, jumping away from Szayel. "When did he-"
"Don't worry," the girl assured me, with an air that suggested he'd done this multiple times before. "It doesn't do anything- it's just his way of greeting people,"
"That's just ridiculous," I muttered.
"I know," she sighed. "Oi, Szayel, why don't you go sit with Grimmjow or something?"
"I'm not sitting with that fag!"
"Language," she replied sternly.
"How the hell is that bad language? They're gay, everyone knows that at night they fu-" at that point, the girl clamped her hand over Szayel's mouth, for which I was merciful. I really didn't need to hear that kind of thing on my first. Luckily, he eventually took the hint and moved over to a guy with a giant head.
"Oi, Spoony!" he shouted out to the guy, who was pretty much twice my height even when sitting down.
"Shut the fuck up! I told 'ya my name's Nnoitra! You stupid pink-haired faggot, why don't you go fuck someone over?"
"Did someone say Nnoitra's gay?" The blue-haired boy from earlier in the corner shouted out. 'He has some nerve saying that, being gay himself, I thought, shaking my head.
"Nobody said anything about Nnoitra being gay," the black-haired guy next to him answered, who, for some strange reason was wearing excessive amounts of talcum powder and black/green eyeliner. "Although I can't say I would be surprised if that piece of trash also turned out to be a homosexual," he finished, to much protesting on Nnoitra's part.
"Shut it, Ulqui," the blue-haired boy said, smirking.
"As you wish, Grimmjow," he answered monotonously. "I do prefer you calling me Ulquiorra, though,"
I turned away, not wanting to hear anymore of the conversation, and instead turned to the teal-haired girl next to me.
"Does this happen every day?" I asked her, in a sort of whimper.
She nodded almost regretfully. "I'm used to it though, since we all pretty much grew up together,"
My eyes widened. "All of you?" I asked. No wonder she was the way she was.
"Me and Tier were the only girls," she explained, gesturing at a dark-skinned blonde with skimpy clothing. "Oh, I'm Nel, by the way,"
"I'm Rukia,"
"So I heard. Your brother owns Kuchiki Corporation, right?"
"Yeah," I sighed, as we continued to converse about various things. I managed to glean that Nel had grown up with boys all her life, with the exception of Tier who she didn't talk to much anyway. She seemed to be relieved at talking to someone like me for a change.
"The boys here aren't all bad," she said after a while. "Just these lot, mainly. I know some pretty nice ones, like "Chad, Ishida, Itsygo even,"
"Itsygo?" I asked, confused. "What kind of name is that?"
"It's Ichigo, actually, but I call him Itsygo," she laughed. "It really irks him, but he doesn't say anything about it.
"Is he here?"
"Here? No, he's not in Homeroom with us. Hey, show me your schedule?" I obliged, and she pulled out her own, comparing the two. "Hmm," she said after a few seconds. "Looks like the only class you have with me is Biology. I suggest you sit as far as you can from Aizen-sensei, he just gives you these really creepy looks all the time. Same with Kyoraku-sensei, he's a pervert and keeps calling you 'sweetheart' all the time..." she sounded disgusted, and who could blame her? I decided I'd take her advice. The bell rang seconds later, and the class trooped out, chattering loudly.
"See you later?" Nel asked, waving at me.
"Yeah," I replied waving back, feeling strange now that I'd made my first friend. What was stranger that it'd been so easy, and I'd quite enjoyed it. Perhaps having friends wasn't entirely a bad thing. I looked at my schedule to see that I had Math next, so I slowly made my way to Room 204 for my next class, sincerely hoping it would be a normal one.
Next Chapter: Ichigo and Rukia meet. They will, I swear :] so keep the reviews, follows, all that coming in! Thankyou :D
