Homecoming------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------

Author’s Note: Inspired by Green Day’s song Homecoming. I love this song! I’m also in a Hichigo and Ichigo state of mind, so you guys get this story! This is surprisingly going to be my first chapter story on here. Hope you enjoy.

Chap.1 Well, Nobody Cares!

Hichigo sat in the back of the classroom, tapping his pencil to the band sticker covered binder that was beneath it. He sighed, earning a look of displeasure from their teacher.

“Is my history class boring ?” Urahara’s voice boomed from the front of the classroom. Hichigo was quiet for a moment, before sending a death glare at the older handsome man.

“No, not at all Kisuke.” He said a smirk of playfulness on grazing his lips.

Urahara’s mouth nearly dropped to the ground upon hearing his first name uttered by a student MANY years younger that himself.
”To the principle’s office !” He growled, a blush of embarrassment on his face.

Hichigo shrugged, standing and grabbing his beloved binder, leaving the classroom within seconds.

As Hichigo walked down the hall, he couldn’t help but feel that something strange was going to happen in the office when he got there. When he walked in, he sighed with relief. Nothing out of the normal.

“Hichigo plea—“The secretary started, but Hichigo rose his hand to silence her.

“I’ll show myself to the principle’s office Rangiku sama.” He said plainly, opening the door of Byakuya’s office only to be met with a gasp.

There stood, or rather lay a very bright red Abari Renji under the principle. Hichigo grinned widely as he watched Renji collect his tank top and backpack from the ground.

“I’ll see you later Byakuya sensei.” Renji whispered shakily, kissing Byakuya’s cheek and running out of the room.

Byakuya straightened his tie, sitting in his chair. “You never saw that unless you want to fail the ninth grade again .” he said daringly, as if telling Hichigo to just try it.

Hichigo shrugged, sitting in the all too familiar seat across from Byakuya.

He sighed, leaning back in the uncomfortable stiff chair.

“Why are you here THIS time ?” Byakuya asked, obviously aggravated with the punk boy interrupting his time with one of the sluttiest girly boys in the school. Hichigo shrugged, grinning madly.

“I called Urahara sensei by his first name.”
”Why?”

“Because he’s a fagg—“

“Do NOT say that.”

Hichigo shrugged, grinning again. Byakuya sighed, bashing his head against his paper covered desk.

“So what’s my punishment this time Mr. Panties-up-in-a-bunch?” he asked teasingly, smirking playfully.

Byakuya growled at the name, a glint of evil shining in his eyes.

“Well because you have one, disrespected a teacher, two used inappropriate language, and three called me Mr. Panties-up-in-a-bunch,” Hichigo snickered under his breath, eyes filled with amusement.

“…You Hichigo, will show the new student around the school when he gets here.” Byakuya finished, eyes gleaming with evil and a smirk on his face. Hichigo’s mouth dropped when he was told this.

“OH HELL NO! I’M NOT SHOWING SOME NEW PREPPY GIRL AROUND THE SCHOOL!” He hollered, standing from his seat.

Byakuya still had an amused look on his face, and he shook his head.

“It’s a boy. His name Is Ichigo Kurosaki. He is your age and is transferring here from another school in Okinawa.” Hichigo grinned widely, amusement clear on his face.

“Are you gonna try to screw him on your desk too?”

“I’m going to let that comment slip because he is here.” Byakuya said, twitching with annoyance.

Hichigo sighed and nodded, opening the door. When he did, his heart nearly skipped a beat.

There sat in the waiting room, politely speaking with Rangiku sama, the most beautiful boy Hichigo had ever seen. His hair was bright orange, going perfectly with his deep brown eyes. He had fairly tan skin, but still on the pale side leaving him a sexy glow. He was wearing a hot pink shirt that said “If You Said I Have a Nice Body, I Would Hold It Against You”, a black and blue striped mini skirt and ripped faded jeans that had drawings all over them, along with a nice pair of girl skull covered chucks.

The boy looked up at Hichigo, his eyes thickly covered with black eyeliner. Hichigo’s eyes widened and he turned red, a feeling of love coursing through his body. Byakuya rose an eyebrow at Hichigo and smirked.
”Ichigo this is Hichigo. Please go with him for the next three days. He will show you around.” Byakuya said in a professional voice.
Ichigo blushed lightly and nodded, standing up and running his fingers along the rough surface of the strap over his shoulder, holding his hello kitty and patch covered messenger bag.

Hichigo smirked to himself, putting a hand on the shorter boys shoulder.

“C’mon. Let’s start this damn tour.” He said in his usual ‘fuck-you-I-don’t-care’ voice.

Ichigo nodded, blushing lightly. Hichigo opened the door into the hallway, earning looks from all his friends and other people in the halls. One set of eyes made him feel especially uncomfortable and pissed.

Abari Renji’s eyes.

END CHAPTER ONE

Author: Okay here we go with the first chapter kids!

Ichigo: WHY THE HELL AM I THE UKE!?

Hichigo: -smirks- BECAUSE YOU’RE DAMN CUTE!

Author: -hides behind Hichigo and nods- AND BECAUSE YOU’RE A WEAK LITTLE SKANK!

Ichigo: I’M NOT A SKANK!

Hichigo: Don’t feel bad cutie. You’re my skank.

Author: -laughs- WELL UNTIL NEXT TIME! –Hits reader with fan and runs off to write next chapter-