The Slash Stories

Fucking Random Bleach Story

Location: Karakura High School, Karakura Town

Time: 7:30

Mission: Stare at Renji without anybody noticing_

Ichigo wasn't what people would think if they thought the words; teenage boy. No. Definitely not. The strawberry seemed to be too serious for really anything that would count as teenage by behavior. Yet here he was, his head resting on his fist, and his eyes focusing on one person that was in the room. The shinigami lieutenant of the sixth division, Abarai Renji.

Renji was Ichigo's view of perfect. He was strong and he was good back up on the battle field. The red head also wasn't shy about his body and Ichigo loved when he could catch a glimpse of Renji's well defined muscles. Sadly, the school uniform shirt was baggy enough that his muscles couldn't be seen through the fabric. Renji was a good friend (despite all the fighting between them) and he was loyal. The red head was also very commanding and probably very good in the bedroom . . . and else where.

"Kurosaki Ichigo!" A voice yelled out from the front of the class room, startling him from his thought.

"Huh?" He asked the woman, anger clear on her face.

"You are not to day dream about . . . well, probably about sex with an older woman knowing that you're a rebel. Anyways, none of that in my class room!" She yelled at him, obviously making it clear that he would not respond to her. So for once in his life, he did the bright thing and just nodded and sat there.

Unfortunately, he caught a glimpse of his crush again and he let out a soft sigh. The red head seemed to be concentrated on the lesson that the teacher was droning on about. The pineapple had barely  looked away from the board. He glanced away and started to rub his fingers over necklace that he had with him at all times before looking back towards the lieutenant.

"KUROSAKI!" He heard the teacher yell at him again, now in his personal space before she snatched the necklace from his hands. "What is this? Something for your girl friend? Which one is she?"

Ichigo stood from his spot, hands in fists on his desk and his voice coming out strained. "First; I wasn't day dreaming of some girl, or about sex in general. Second; I don't understand why you all call me a rebel. I've tried my hardest to not be seen as a rebel, but everyone always judges me by my hair. It is naturally this color. And third; that was my mother's necklace. She gave it to me to keep safe for her the day that she died."

"I'm-I'm sorry, Ichigo." The teacher mumbled, handing the boy the necklace back.

"Everyone makes mistakes. So don't worry about it." He told her, looking into her eyes with his own. His tears only barely restrained to the confines of his eyes. He looked away quickly, and sat down in his seat.

Location: Roof

Time: 12:00

Mission: Avoid friends_

Ichigo sighed as he sat down with his lunch on the roof. The stupid teacher had ruined his 'stare at Renji longingly' time. It was really the only time he could do that also. He glared at his lunch before taking a harsh bite of his sandwich. He chewed angrily and repeated the process until he had finished his lunch. He looked up when he heard some one clearing their throat and was met with the worried faces of his friends.

"Are you angry about something, Kurosaki~kun?" He heard a feminine voice ask him. He nodded in response before glaring at the paper bag he had eaten his lunch from. Goat face had decided to take the twins on a one week vacation at midnight last night and had decided not to tell him. He hadn't really had time to  throw something together for lunch or breakfast because he had woken up later than normal. Not getting an answer from the strawberry, Orihime continued to talk. "How about we have a party/sleepover tonight? Can we go to your house Kurosaki~kun?"