Yuki's POV~~~~

"YUUUUKIIII!" yelled someone in my ear

I swatted my hand around until it finally contacted someone's face.

"Ow!" someone yelled.

"Go away runt…" I groaned to my younger brother Sora.

"Nope! I'm going to stand here and watch you be late for class!"

My eyes widened and I reached over to my desk to grab my clock.

"7:56?!"

Shit!

I jumped out of my bed and ran towards my closet.

Damnit! There's never anything to wear!

I shuffled through it a moment longer until I finally pulled out a white shirt and a vest.

I threw it on quickly and rushed to my bathroom.

As fast as possible, I brushed my hair and teeth. I ran out, grabbed my bag, and out the door I went.

Ume's POV~~~~

I looked at the clock again.

8:23

Yuki, you're never late!

I pulled out my phone and secretly texted her behind Mr. Ukitake's back.

Where are you? We are about to get ready for the big project!

As if on cue, the door slammed open and a huffing Yuki walked in.

Yuki's POV~~~~

As soon as I opened the door, all eyes were on me.

Ume mouthed 'what happened?' to me, but there wasn't any time to say anything.

"Glad to see you've joined us today Ms. Natsume."

I took whatever open seat there was and threw my bag on the floor.

"My apologizes Mr. Ukitake."

He smiled and continued writing on the board.

"Alright. Since everyone is finally here, it's time to get ready for the big final project! It's worth half your grade guys, which means it's important."

He eyed Keigo who raised his hands up in defense.

"Anyways, what we will be doing is each of you will be put into pairs."

Everyone started to cheer and speak to one another.

Mr. Ukitake cleared his voice.

"That I will pick."

As soon as the cheering began, the sighing started.

"Aw, come on! I wanted to be with Ichigo!" Keigo whined.

"Who said I'd be with you doofus?" Ichigo replied.

A couple of us snickered.

"I'm doing it this way because I feel that more will get done if you guys aren't with your friends, not to torture you."

He coughed a bit.

"Anyways, I have all the pairs picked out. All you guys have to do is pick an author and a work of his or hers that you wish to study further. You have 2 weeks for the assignment. Most of the time in class will be devoted towards this, but you are expected to do work outside of class."

He then began to walk around to hand out rubrics that had our pair names on them.

"Awww! I wanted to be with Yuki!" yelled Ume.

"Who'd you get?" I asked her.

She sighed and handed me the paper.

Uryu Ishida…

Oh…this might not end well.

"Hopefully you're much smarter then you look." Said a voice.

We both looked up to see Uryu.

He pushed his glasses up and walked back to his seat.

"Oh jeez. Good luck Ume." I handed her the paper back.

"Seriously, it's like he KNOWS who we like and who we don't like!" She turned back in her seat and began writing some stuff down.

I giggled a bit.

"…and here is your partner, Yuki." Mr. Ukitake said as he handed me the rubric.

I scanned over it and saw a familiar name.

Grimmjow Jaeqerjaques.

I looked around the room to find him and I noticed him in the back corner of the classroom starring out the window.

I huffed.

Alright. It'll be fine Yuki. You'll just do the project and get it over with.

I got up and walked over to his desk.

"Hi. I'm your partner, the girl you shoved in the hallway, remember?" I asked.

Hey, I didn't say I'd be nice about it.

He continued to look out the window, totally ignoring my comment.

I slammed the rubric down.

"So, any ideas of what we should do for our project?"

He stayed quiet.

"Hellooooo?" I asked while waving my hand in front of him.

He slapped it away, and got up.

"Listen you little bitch. I'm not going to do this project. I could fucking care less about it. So have fun." He grabbed what little he had and shoved out of the classroom.

I stood there for a moment and let everything soak in.

Bitch?

No one had ever called me that before.

For a second, I felt a twinge of sadness.

It didn't take very long for it to change to anger.

He called me a BITCH? That fucker called ME a BITCH? I don't think so.

I grabbed my things and walked over to Ichigo.

"You." I said.

He turned over from his conversation with Rukia.

"Yeah Yuki?"

I handed him a piece of paper and a pen.

"Your pals with that blue haired jerk, aren't you? Give me his address."

He starred at me, shocked for a moment.

"I mean, we are friends…" he started.

I shoved the paper and pen in his hand.

"Just please give me the address."

He paused, and then nodded.

As soon as he finished scribbling everything down, he handed me the address.

He's gonna have a rude awakening.

I stormed out of the classroom, not even caring it was only first period.

"If he can ditch school like that, so can I." I said to myself.

I looked down at the address.

423 Dunham Avenue? That's on the rough side of town…

NO. That's not going to stop me. I'm going to go to this jerks house and set him straight!

And with that, I took my leave of the school.

It wasn't long before I found myself in Grimmjow's area.

Hm… it has to be somewhere around this area I think…

I looked up to see a small building. It was pretty rough on the outside.

Gathering all my courage, I made my way towards the door.

Knock, Knock

No answer.

"Maybe he isn't home…" I started.

I turned around only to recognize the same eyes from earlier.

"Uh…"I started.

"Did you really follow me from school? I gotta say, you must have bigger balls then I thought to ditch class like that." Grimmjow said bluntly.

He walked passed me and shuffled through his pockets.

"Ok, listen…" I started.

Before I knew it, he was already inside the house and slammed the door shut.

Seriously?

I sighed, and knocked on the door again.

Within a couple moments it opened.

"What the fuck do you want?" Grimmjow replied.

Ok. I was getting tired of this.

"What do I want? Well, for one, I want you to stop with that damn mouth of yours."

He rolled his eyes.

"Have you listened to yourself?"

I glared at him.

"Also, we NEED to do this project. So why don't you make it easy on yourself, and let's just get it done now."

I pushed my way into his house, knocking him back in the process.

"And I'm being serious." I finished.

He folded his arms and smirked.

"Sure…as long as you don't mind a couple of my buddies hanging around."

I tilted my head in confusion.

I then realized there were other people in the house besides him.

And by other people, I mean SCARY looking guys.

He must be in a gang or something…

A guy with extremely pale skin and dark hair walked over to us.

"Grimmjow, what did we say about bringing the hookers home?"

Grimmjow laughed.

"That's not funny!" I yelled at him. "And I'm NOT a hooker!" I yelled at the pale-skinned guy.

He ignored my comment and walked over to a couch.

"Alright, Alright, joke's over. You can leave now." Grimmjow said between laughs.

He opened the door behind me.

I crossed my arms and stood firm.

"I'm not leaving and this is not a joke. You and your friends don't scare me." I stated.

For a moment, Grimmjow said nothing. Then all of a sudden, he grabbed my arm sharply and dragged me outside.

"When someone says get out, it means get the FUCK out." He threw me to the sidewalk.

"Fine. I'll stay out here all night if I have to." I said defiantly.

He glared at me and slammed the door in my face.

Sighing, I sat on his front steps.

What'll it take to get through to this guy?

"8:34, huh? It's a good thing it's Friday." I said as I looked at my watch.

I had spent the whole morning and afternoon here, and soon to be the evening.

"He didn't even come out to see if I was even here…"

I picked at my nails a bit, listening to the heavy metal that's been playing in the house for hours.

"It's starting to get dark…maybe I should head home."

I gave the door one last look, sighed, and got up.

I had already walked a couple blocks when I noticed my phone was vibrating.

Pulling it out, I saw that I had 27 texts, 13 calls and 9 voicemails.

All from Ume.

I rolled my eyes and smiled a bit.

Hey Ume! Don't worry about me; I'm fine. I'll see you on Monday for school and explain then.

I shut my phone and dropped it back in my pocket.

I then looked around, not really knowing where I was.

"Is this where I went before…? No…that street doesn't look familiar…" I started.

Looking around some more, I had realized that I was TOTALLY lost.

Shit!

This is all because of that jerk…

I looked at my watch again and realized a half hour has already gone by.

And being is this neighborhood after dark was the worst thing that could happen to a girl.

Ok Yuki, just stay calm and think straight.

I tried my best to figure out how I had got here in the first place.

Minutes went by, and then an hour.

The sky was growing darker and darker with each step I took.

And I was becoming more and more tired.

As I was walking, I noticed a group of guys a little far off.

I shivered and hoped that they wouldn't look my way.

Unfortunately that wasn't the case.

"…Hey…You!" I heard a voice yell.

I held my breath and walked at a faster pace.

Just leave me alone, just leave me alone.

But they didn't.

I started to hear footsteps behind me, but I was too scared to look back.

As the footsteps came faster, I began to run.

What do I do?!

I continued running until I didn't hear the guys behind me.

I looked around quizzically wondering where they went.

"I guess I must have ditched them." I said aloud.

As soon as I turned around though, my eyes met another's.

I gasped and stepped back.

The man had dark brown eyes with brown hair that was rustled back. Behind him was a man with long dark hair and snake like eyes. He smirked at me.

"Eh, Aizen, what should we do with the girl?" he asked. I could sense the malicious intent in his voice.

"I don't know Nnoitra." The man called Aizen said.

I glared at them.

"I'm not going anywhere with either of you." I said defiantly.

Aizen laughed a bit.

"Fiery, aren't you?"

He walked forward, closing the gap between us.

Oh god…