Title: Unwanted Relationship

Summary: Due to unexpected events ichigo has become an outsider and hate by those around until a blue hair new student shows up and changes his life for the good or does he make things more complicated.

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach

Authors Note: Sorry for the wait I just started three new aizen and ichigo stories Accommodating Lover, Blood of an innocence and Sufferings Binding Chains. So if you want to read their out.

Anyway please review; I do appreciate all feedback the good or the bad.

Beta Read By: Super Human Beta Reader Kawaii-Berry (and while I'm at it I'll thank all my beta readers without them there's a strong possibility you wouldn't understand my writing; thanks Black Sun upon an Icy Sky, Warrior Nun and TigerTearz)

Anyway here's chapter 4 (sorry for the wait)

Chapter 4: Awkward Beginnings

Past

Third Person POV

"That's doesn't give you the right to be eavesdropping on others conversation" Ichigo said with annoyance coating his voice.

"I guess not..." Shinji said with a grin, this kid's so hot headed. "But in my defense, you where talking very loud, I'm pretty sure everyone within a ten mile radius could hear you." Shinji said while counting down to when the orange–haired kid will lose his cool. 5... 4... 3... 2... 1...!

"What the hell? Sorry if my loudness is demanding you to stop whatever you're doing to enjoy my ex-best friend tell me that she can't be seen with me because she can't handle the consent teasing!" Ichigo said as his face became bright red.

"Yep that's pretty much it." Shinji said still standing in front "It was pretty interesting to watch, really." Shinji started to grin even harder "Better than any television soap operas especially the crying at the end, so much drama." Shinji sighs.

"Can you do me a favor and fuck off already!" Ichigo said as he walked away.

"Why? So you can cry some more?" Shinji asked mocking Ichigo, this just makes the orange head teen more upset.

"Whatever are you going to keep following me?" Really? This guy is so annoying and I've only know him for, literally, 10 minutes and he manages to piss me off more than Keigo does, and that saying a lot.

"Yeah, you're pretty interesting" Shinji said the last part underneath his breath.

"Whatever; I'm leaving now so buzz off." Ichigo said as he walked back to the school building.

"Hey wait!" Shinji called as he grabbed Ichigo's wrist.

"What!" the orange head teen screamed at the blond.

"Do you really want to go back in to the loins den?" Shinji asked, concern dripping from every word. "You're just going to be teased and tortured again." Shinji said as he looked away.

"So what does my consent teasing have to do with you?" Ichigo asked, a frown settling on his face.

"It's a distraction, I can't sleep properly in class" Shinji said with a smile.

"Sorry for the distraction" Ichigo said under his breath.

"Anyway I think you need a drink." Shinji grabs Ichigo hand before he can protest.

"Wait a minute, I don't drink!" Ichigo said and Shinji just ignored him.

… … …

"Can you at least tell me where we're going?" Ichigo sighed as he was dragged throughout Karakura town.

"Hm, oh we're going to my house!" The blond smiled at the orange haired teen. "Lucky you, my parents are alcoholics so we got loads of liquor." Shinji laughs bitterly.

"Here we are this is where you live?" Ichigo asked.

"Yeah." Shinji simply said.

"It looks a little run down, and I didn't even know there were homes located in this part of Karakura." Ichigo said as he gave the blond teen a worried look.

"Sorry my dad isn't some rich doctor that can afford a large home in the rich district." the blond teen said as he dragged the orange haired boy into his home.

"Well, have a seat." Shinji said as he moved all the old news papers so Ichigo could take a seat.

"I may catch something." Ichigo said with a scowl on his face, really how someone can live in such a mess? There was trash from take out on the living room table and old news papers stacked next the love seat and holes in the walls. The kitchen sink was filled with dirty dishes and pots were stacked on top of each other. The kitten table was littered with old food containers and there was a very disturbing smell coming from somewhere. Really how could someone call this place a home? The orange haired teen asked himself.

"Alright, let's go to my room!" Shinji said as he held the bottle of vodka and orange juice in front of the other tee, while dangling two cups.

"Are those cups clean?" Ichigo asked, like hell he'll use any cup or dish that came out of that kitchen.

"Yeah, anyway come on." The blond motioned for the other teen to follow. "Here we are." Shinji said as he open the door. Ichigo sighed in relief at least his room was clean.

"Wait your pouring too much." Ichigo said as he grab the bottle of liquid sin.

"Whatever, anyway here you go." Shinji passed Ichigo his cup.

The orange haired teen almost chocked from the first sip "This is..." he coughed again, "...really strong."

"Not really" the blond teen said as he started taking shoots back to back.

After a few minutes of awkward silence Shinji worked up the never to ask Ichigo the question that's been on his mind for the last couple of weeks.

"So did you?" Shinji asked Ichigo.

"What?" Ichigo asked in confusion.

"Did you have an affair with that teacher that offed himself?" Shinji asked not caring if he was over stepping his boundaries.

"I'm leaving." Ichigo said as he got up out of the seat that was next to the twin size bed.

"Sorry, just thought I'd ask." Shinji said. "Don't leave, you don't have to answer if you don't want to." the blond said while sighing.

Ichigo hesitates for a moment and then sat back down.

"I didn't sleep with Urahara if that's what you're asking." Ichigo sighed.

Present

Ichigo POV

The bell rang, signaling the school day was over as I was pulled out of my thoughts. When I was packing up, Shinji sat in front of me.

"So what the hell happened?" Shinji asked bluntly. He should learn to bite his tongue.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you..." I sighed.

"Try me." Shinji pestered. Dammit, this is going nowhere!

"Grimmjow confessed his feelings for me and told Neliel." I sighed. Nel was one of the ones who didn't treat me like shit.

This whole thing sucks.