Soul Society All Boys High School

Disclaimer: I don’t own Bleach (as I wish I did) it belongs to the almighty Kudo Tite.

Warning: This is a YAOI fic. If you no likey then no ready!!! Also this is an AU so that’s that!

Summary: Meet Ichigo Kurosaki a boy starting Soul Society All Boys High School, a school filled with perverted students and teacher! What is a poor naive virgin like Ichigo going to do? Well first he is going to need to survive the first day of school!

‘Beep…Beep…Beep…Bee-‘a slim hand crashed down onto a noisy black digital alarm clock. Said hand’s owner grumbled slightly as he shifted the sheets off to his side and swung his legs over the edge of his bed. As he forced himself to stand and wonder across his semi-clean two room apartment to the small bathroom.

When he did get there he shuffled to the shower in the corner and turned on the water allowing it warm up while he brushed his teeth in the sink, right next to the shower stall.

When he opened the medicine cabinet to retrieve his tooth paste and toothbrush he caught a glimpse of him reflection in the cabinet mirror. A shock of orange spiked hair, brown eyes, and a face with a slightly drowsy scowl.

He got his cavity fighting materials out and slapped the tooth paste on the brush. While he started to brush his teeth he stepped out of his black sweat pants he had used as pj’s last night and then his strawberry covered boxers then threw them to the side and while still brushing his teeth he stepped in to the shower.

In a haze he coordinated brushing his teeth and washing his hair all at once, all of this was done with practiced skill. When he finished his shower he turned of the water and stepped the one step over to the sink where he rinsed his mouth and put the tooth paste and brush back in the medicine cabinet where they had come from.

Garbing a towel sitting on top of the toilet seat he dried himself off and then wrapped the towel around his waist as he went back in to his room portion of his apartment.

Sifting threw his neat small closet he pulled out a school uniform, the uniform consisted of a short-sleeve button up white shirt with the school insignia on a left breast pocket; the crest was a sword with black thorny vines wrapping around it. Then the outfit had black dress pants, which were rather tight fitting for the boy’s taste but he had no say in the matter anyway.

After pulling on his new uniform he stared at a picture on the wall, just above his bed next to a widow with the blinds pulled shut. The picture was of a family of four; a man who could be presumed as the father was draping his arms around three children, on the left was a girl with black hair who looked like she had better things to do than be standing there, in the middle was a brown haired girl who looked slightly younger than the other and looked to be laughing nervously. Standing next to the brown haired girl was a boy with shockingly orange hair who was scowling full force at the man.

With a sigh the boy turned around and went in to the kitchen/living room/entry room and he strolled over to his fridge and pulled out a gallon of milk, not bothering with a cup he drank from the carton and then when he was done he replaced it back in the fridge.

Turning around he picked up a black suitcase like backpack and slung it over his shoulder. With out another moments thought he locked the door as he left his apartment. He daydreamed as he walked down the streets towards his destination.
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-Soul Society All Boys High School- was what the sign at the front gate said. The gate itself was impressing; a tall brick fence with a black iron gate. But the gate was nothing compared to the building it surrounded, a huge brick walled building with detailed white doors, for each room the was a lovely set of windows, and more windows that line the hallways.

The boy proceeded through the doors and looked around, there was no one in sight most likely because everyone else was in class. He walked down a hall until he found a door that had a sign that said -OFFICE- on it.

When he entered the room he saw a desk with a man behind it, he had blonde hair and his bangs covered half of his face. He was sitting working on a computer and he didn’t notice the boy enter. Said boy went up and lightly tapped his fist on the wooden desktop.

“Oh? Yes who are you?” The man asked as he looked up from his work, obviously unhappy that he was being disrupted. “I’m Kurosaki Ichigo, the new transfer student,” Ichigo replied with his usual scowl in place. “Hmm Kurosaki…ah yes here you are! Give me a moment to print out your schedule,” the blonde told him as they waited in an uncomfortable silence until the blonde turned around and grabbed a paper from the printer’s tray and handed it to Ichigo along with a map of the school.

“Okay, thanks…” Ichigo looked at the name plat on the desk and read -Kira Izuru-,” Mr. Izuru.” They nodded to each other as Ichigo left the office, as he studied his schedule:

1 hour- Japanese History-Teacher Ukitake Juushiro
2 hour- Science- Teacher Kurotshuchi Mayuri
3 hour- Writing and Composition- Teacher Matsumoto Rangiku
4 hour- Lunch
5 hour- P.E.- Teacher Zaraki Kenpachi
6 hour- Mathematics- Teacher Urahara Kisuke

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He walked as he went over his new schedule memorizing the piece of paper. He found his first class easily enough, Ichigo knocked on the door and heard a muffled “I’m coming!” from the other side. The door opened revealing a man with long white hair, and what Ichigo thought a very sickly looking face, as if he had the flu or some other illness. “Ah, Hi I’m the new student…” Ichigo said as the man took his schedule from his hands and looked it over. “Hmm yes I got a memo about you this morning, come in and introduce yourself then.”

With that the man, whom Ichigo presumed was Ukitake Juushiro, walked in to the room and Ichigo followed. A ripple of murmurs ran through the class as they stared at the new student.

“Alright class this is Kurosaki Ichigo he will be joining us from now on, I ask you be nice to him alright?” Ukitake said as he returned to his desk and motioned for Ichigo to start.

“Yeah my name is Kurosaki Ichigo I moved here a little while ago, I am 17 and I live by myself in an apartment. I’ll say it now, my hair is naturally orange and if anyone has any comments ‘bout it they can talk to me and I kick their ass. That’s all,” Ichigo finished and looked at Ukitake.

“Alright then thank you Ichigo for that…lovely introduction, now you can sit by,” Ukitake scanned the room,” You can sit by Abarai-kun in the back there.” He pointed to an empty seat by a guy with insane red colored hair.

He was laid out in his seat with a smirk settled on his lips as Ichigo approached his newly designated seat. When Ichigo sat down and took a closer look at the guy he saw his eyebrows were tattooed on, he wore a white head band and his hair in the back spiked up in a strange way. He was wearing the school uniform as everyone else was, but the top two buttons undone give Ichigo a nice peek at a fine chest, with even more tattoos.

He was still smirking when he held out a hand to Ichigo and said in a low, rough voice,” I’m Abarai Renji, pleasure to meet you,” Ichigo hesitantly took Renji’s hand and shook it. “Kurosaki Ichigo, nice ta meet you too.” Ichigo found he had to wrench his hand away from Renji’s insanely strong grip. After that Ukitake-sensei got up and started to lecture the class. “So you single?” Renji asked suddenly, Ichigo was rather caught off-guard by this.

“W-What!?” Ichigo stammered as he tried to contain the blush that spread over his face, although the key word was tried. “I said do are ya single? But with that reaction I’ll take it as a yes,” Renji’s smirk was replaced with a mischievous grin.

Ichigo was confused but he didn’t have time ask as the bell rang at the moment. “I’ll catch ya later then Ichigo,” with a wink Renji was off to his next class. Although he was confused Ichigo just shrugged it off and proceeded to his next class.

When he got to his next class he went up to the teacher, even if Ichigo was frightened by the teacher’s outfit; he had on a strange hat the looked like it could poke an eye out if someone ran in to it, his face was painted in white with black around the middle of his face.
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“Ah, Kurotshuchi-sensei?” Ichigo asked the strange looking man. “Hmm, what do you want?” Kurotshuchi snapped at him. “I’m the new student…” Ichigo trailed off as Kurotshuchi-sensei just pointed to an empty seat while he returned to what he had on his desk.

Ichigo figured that meant he was supposed to sit there then. So he took his seat as the other students filed into the classroom, all looking at him with curiosity and some with a strange stare that Ichigo just couldn’t think of a name for, but it creeped the hell outta him. The rest of the class period was spent with them doing worksheets and using their books.

No one talked to him through out the whole hour, in fact no one talked at all. It seemed as if a cloud of despair was hanging over the students and anyone stupid enough to even consider talking would be suffocated. Ichigo would ponder this later though now he had to go to his writing class with a Matsumoto-sensei.
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As Ichigo entered the classroom he went to the teacher’s desk and found a woman with rather large breast and the low cut shirt didn’t do much for them either. “Matsumoto-sensei?” Ichigo said as the woman looked up at him and blinked once…twice…and then she jumped up on to her desk jumping and while pointing at him, “Oh you’re the new student! Right? Right! Well new student you can go sit over there by Keigo and Mizuiro!” With that she settled herself back at her desk and back on to her computer.

As Ichigo started towards his next seat he caught a peek at what the teacher was doing on her computer, she was playing pong, and losing, very badly. Walking to where she had pointed he took an empty seat next to a boy with short blue hair and on his other side was a boy with shoulder length brown hair.

“Hello, you must be the new guy! I am Kojima Mizuiro nice to meet you!” The blue hair boy introduced himself as. “And I’m Asano Keigo!” the brown haired one said. They all shook hands as Ichigo introduced himself, “Kurosaki Ichigo, nice ta meet cha.” With that the three spent the rest of the hour talking and getting acquainted with each other, all the while Matsumoto kept getting beat at pong.
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Next all three boys had lunch together, so naturally they sat together. Abarai Renji was the farthest thing from Ichigo’s mind at the moment as he and Keigo debated what was better; bacon or butterflies. Currently Ichigo was winning the argument with bacon, when a shadow fell on him and he heard a familiar voice, “So there you are Ichigo I’ve been lookin all over fer ya.”

Ichigo twisted around to face Renji and looked up at as he towered over him in his seat. “Can I help you with somethin Renji?” Ichigo asked in an annoyed voice putting on his best scowl. “Well as a matter ‘o fact you can,” Renji replied with a strange undertone to his voice and that mischievous grin back on his face. Before Ichigo could ask he was grabbed up by his collar as Renji gave him a full opened mouth kiss. Ichigo couldn’t even think for a couple seconds he was so shocked.

When he felt Renji’s tongue start to slip in to his mouth he snapped out of his daze and punched the offending man square in the jaw sending him flying into the table. The same table where Ichigo’s new friends were watching just as shocked as Ichigo had been, they didn’t even think about how their lunch was just destroyed by a flying hot guy. Renji sat up and rubbed his jaw a little, but what set Ichigo off was the smug smirk on his face.

“What the hell was that for!” Ichigo yelled. “Well I was just puttin’ my claim on ya ya know? But damn you didn’t have to hit so hard,” Renji said the last part with a fake hurt in his voice. He got off of the table, brushed off his pants and before Ichigo could even think Renji had a hand squeezing his butt while the other was lifting the bottom of his shirt, Renji’s smug smirk was still going full force too.

It was at this time that Ichigo became all to aware of all the attention the rest of the student body was giving them. Most were practically drooling, others looked jealous, but if they were jealous of Ichigo or Renji he couldn’t tell, neither did he care to know for that matter.

Ichigo heard Renji take a deep intake of breath before he yelled out,” Alright ya’ll listen up and listen good! If I catch anyone makin moves on the guy I will personally kick your sorry asses! You got that? He’s mine!” then with that Renji pushed another rough kiss on to Ichigo’s unwilling lips then ran off before Ichigo had a chance to punch him again.

After a few moments of complete silence same whispering started and gradually the talking had resumed almost as if the scene before had never happened, almost as it had never happened as the the topic of all the talking was about the scene that had just happened. Ichigo righted his chair that had been knocked over and sat down fuming,” What the hell is his problem! That freakin bastard! How dare he “claim” me or whatever that was,” Keigo was the first to speak, interrupting Ichigo’s rant. “Ichigo…do you realize what just happened?” Keigo asked uneasily. “Hell yeah! That ass just freaking kissed me!” Ichigo retorted with a fiery anger.

Keigo and Mizuiro just fell over anime style and pulled themselves back to a sitting position. “Abarai Renji just put dibs on you! The Abarai Renji! You don’t realize how lucky you are!” Mizuiro all but scolded him.

“Abarai Renji is one of the hottest guys in school! Not to mention one of the most popular too,” Keigo added. “Oh wow, I feel so much better about it now,” Ichigo rolled his eyes, his voice was dripping with sarcasm, “ I really don’t care who he is I still friggin kissed and groped me!” Ichigo was about to spit fire again when the bell rang dismissing lunch. Everyone made sure to give Ichigo and his two friends at least a five foot radius which did have its advantages walking down the hall.
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Ichigo and his friends had to split up now as Ichigo headed towards the gyms and locker rooms. When he got there he went to check in with the teacher and get his P.E. uniform. The teacher wasn’t hard to find, in fact he was hard not to see. The man, Zaraki Kenpachi, was a mountain of flesh, with his hair reminding Ichigo of a porcupine. And the guy had an eye patch on his left eye.

“Kenpachi-sensei?” Ichigo asked rather nervously. The man turned towards him and as if sizing him up looked him over. “Yeah what’d ya want.” Kenpachi demanded more than asked. “I’m new, and I need my uniform for P.E.” Ichigo replied trying to keep from taking a step back.

“Oh you’re new? Well then here ya go, now hurry up and change then!” Kenpachi with a rather evil laugh on the end of the sentence. Doing what he was told Ichigo went to the locker room and saw most of the other students were in the middle of changing in to their P.E. clothes.

He found an unoccupied locker and started to remove his shirt when he felt someone behind him, he couldn’t see the boy because his head was still in his shirt but he did feel the pair of arms wrapping themselves around his waist. “What the hell?” Ichigo said before he finally whipped off his shirt and looked over his shoulder to see a guy with some weird marks on his face and a 64 on his cheek.

“Hey there cutie, judging by your hair you must be the guy Renji wants,” the boy said, “Well I’ll say it now, Renji will have to just back off this time.” Ichigo blushed as he realized that the other boy wasn’t wearing a shirt either but even though he was rather distracted by the shirtless guy feeling him up, he could still hear what the boy was saying and it really pissed him off.

But before Ichigo could beat the other to a bloody pulp the other boy gave him a quick peck of a kiss on his cheek. And then let him go, “The name is Hisagi Shuuhei, and don’t forget it.” With that he walked away not giving Ichigo anytime to protest at all. Flustered and angry again Ichigo quickly changed and headed off to the gym.

It was a few moments later before Ichigo stepped in to the gym area, in what he thought was the most cruel joke for a boy’s gym uniform he had ever set eye’s on, and he had ever worn. The so called “uniform” was a white tank that hugged his upper body rather nicely he had to admit. But the sorry excuses for shorts were what he couldn’t believe.

They must have been made out of spandex for crying out loud! They left little to nothing for the imagination either, black in color and they stopped at about four centimeters below his very well accented butt. The whole outfit was drawing more than enough attention for his liking.
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Ichigo made his way to the giant P.E. teacher in the middle of the gym, when Kenpachi turned around he smirked as Ichigo felt him give him a look over. “Well, seeing as you’re here you can get started then,” Kenpachi stated and started walking away. “Hey! Wait up, what do I have ta do?” Ichigo hollered as he ran to keep up with Kenpachi’s steps.

“You gotta do your testing,” Kenpachi stated as he reached the other side of the gym to a pair of doors with a red exit sign on top. “Alright everyone come on!” the giant man hollered to the groups of boys that were chattering away. They all quickly came and went out the doors as Ichigo waited for everyone else to pass.

Of course his luck would have it, Shuuhei was among the boys running out, Ichigo could have sworn he winked at him too. Ichigo and Kenpachi followed the students outside, it was a nice day so far the sun was shinning the bird were chirping- then Ichigo noticed a rather sinister feeling behind him. Slowly, very slowly he turned around to see a scary Kenpachi.

“Alright then alls you gotta do is…OUT RUN ME!” then with out warning Kenpachi leapt at Ichigo, whom thanks to his father, just barely avoided being squashed. Ichigo’s eyes practically popped out of his head as he watched the ground crack and splinter under the man’s freakish weight.

“What the hell!” Ichigo screamed as all the other students cheered off on the side. “I told you for your first day you have to take a test,” Kenpachi started to stand, “and that test is to out run me as long as you can! The best time was 10 minutes and 52 seconds if you beat that you get and A for the rest of your high school life!” Kenpachi was finished his little speech by getting in to a running position. “You got 3 seconds.”

Ichigo didn’t even hear the last words Kenpachi said as he was already running, Kenpachi only smiled as he took off after the orange flash.

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It was over only when the bell rang, but all the spectators were gaping at the orange haired youth who was sitting on his butt trying to regain his breath with their teacher not to far off doing the same thing. “ 42 minutes and 54 seconds…not bad Kurosaki!” Kenpachi panted out as he watched Ichigo drag himself up and started to move towards the doors.

“Right back…at cha…” Ichigo managed as he made his way back to the locker room where most of the other students were already starting their quick showers. Ichigo thanked whatever god there was that the school had shower stalls. Shower stalls with doors and locks on the doors.

There was a reason the school had these though, they had been sued a while back because a student had been raped in the shower, so the judge made them pay and had them put in shower stalls with locks.
Any way Ichigo was nothing more than a flash of orange as he sped to his locker grabbed his uniform, into a stall, undressed and showered, and then dressed and made his way out of the locker room. Not at once had he even seen Shuuhei, that which he was very grateful for. Or he was grateful for it until as he was walking by a corner a pair of strong hands grabbed the back of his shirt.

The hands then shoved him against a wall and the body that just happened to be attached to those hands then pushed up against Ichigo’s, molding to him. “My my, aren’t you fast,” Shuuhei whispered in to Ichigo’s ear. As Shuuhei pulled he face away he dragged his tongue across Ichigo’s cheek.

“Wh-What the hell are you doi-“but Ichigo was cut off as the warm taunt body pressing up against him was roughly pulled off and sent flying down the hall. One Abarai Renji was looking pissed off as he glared daggers at Shuuhei. “Man I tell ya, I figured my warning at lunch was ‘nough to keep everyone away, humph well shows what he knows,” Renji grumbled more to himself then anything else.

With that he turned to Ichigo, “So you all right then? That wacko didn’t touch ya did he? If he so much as touched your perfect ass I gonna-“Renji smacked his fist together to emphasizes his point. “Ahhh, he didn’t do much…” Ichigo replied to Renji, who looked almost disappointed he wouldn’t get to beat Shuuhei up.

“Well then, whatever, I want you to wait by the front gates after school, and you better not run off,” Renji stated before he turned around and started to walk away, then stopping mid-step and turning around, almost as if an after-thought had occurred.

He took a few steps back and once again before Ichigo could even blink, he was pushed up against the wall, in much the same manner as before, only this time Renji forced another rough kiss on him.

And also once again before Ichigo had the chance to punch him he jumped back and ran off yelling over his shoulder,” Don’t forget to wait out by the front gates!” With that he rounded a corner and was gone. This had left Ichigo fuming and flustered as it had before only this time he just closed his eyes and turned around to go to his next and final class.

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Ichigo’s final class was math with Urahara Kisuke. He entered the classroom and walked up to the teacher, who was sitting at his desk. Ichigo studied the man for a moment before he talked to him. The man was wearing a white and green striped hat, and had roughly shoulder length blonde hair.

“Umm, Urahara-sensei?” Ichigo asked the blonde who looked like he was half asleep. “Hmm? Oh yes what do you need?” Urahara asked the orange haired student. “I’m Kurosaki Ichigo, the new student. Where do you want me to sit?” Ichigo asked in a monotone like voice.

“Hmm well lets see…” the teacher scanned the room and then pointed to a seat near the back. “You can sit by Ishida over there!” Urahara whipped out a fan seemingly from nowhere and hid his face behind it while fanning and laughing and moved to in front of his desk. Ichigo just raised an eyebrow as he passed by his new teacher.

It happened so fast Ichigo couldn’t even think about it until it was over. It was when Urahara tripped Ichigo and while the hand without the fan wrapped around the front of his wait to catch him the other went straight to grabbing and feeling his ass up.

Ichigo could feel the heat of his blush coming from his face as all the students laughed and snickered. Urahara’s hand on his ass was just about to head between his legs but before it had the chance Ichigo was half way across the room and about to his seat.

Urahara just raised his fan and continued to fan his smiling face as he retuned to his desk to finish some paper work. Ichigo wasted no time and was in his desk, with his forehead on the surface of the desk. Ichigo heard a slight chuckle from his right and looked over to see a boy with black hair and glasses.

“what the hell is so funny four-eyes?” Ichigo asked as he turned his head all the way so the side of it was resting on the desk, and his face was in yet another full force scowl. “What was so funny was I haven’t seen Urahara-sensei get that excited over grabbing someone’s ass in a long time, the name is Uryuu Ishida by the way,” the boy, Ishida said as he held out a hand.

“Humph, stupid perverted teacher, Kurosaki Ichigo,” Ichigo shook Ishida’s hand and then when they dropped their hands things settled in to a comfortable, yet uncomfortable silence between them. Needless to say that is how the rest of the class went, small bouts of chatter here and there, no work had been handed out so there was nothing else to do really.

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When the final bell finally rung Ichigo might have been one of the farthest from the door but he was one of the first out if it. He quickly walked through the crowded halls and kept looking to make sure he didn’t run in to anyone he’d rather avoid.

Luck was on his side for the second time that day as he made it out of the school building and to the front gates without mishap. Of course this luck was short lived as a black sports car whipped in front of him as he was about to take his first step onto the road to cross.

“What the hell!” Ichigo yelled and fell on his butt as he quickly got up and prepared to yell at the person in the car the black window rolled down and in the driver’s seat was none other than Renji. “Hey I told you to wait didn’t I? Now hop in!”

Ichigo merely gaped at him like a fish out of water. “What? Somethin’ wrong? Do I got dirt on my nose? What!” Renji asked his questions as Ichigo just straightened himself and started to walked down the sidewalk.

Renji followed in his car as he leaned over, “What? Come on and get in already!” Ichigo just scowled and looked forwards. “I can follow you all the way home if you want, in fact that sounds like a great idea! I wouldn’t mind seeing where you live!” Renji leaned back in his seat rubbing his chin with one hand and smirking.

“Gah! What can I do to get rid of you!” Ichigo hollered as he stuck his head in to the window. “Well how bout you come with me, I take you to my place and I whip up some food and then if you don’t like my cooking then I will leave you alone,” Renji sad everything in one breath and so quickly Ichigo almost didn’t catch most of it, almost.

“Fine fine fine!” Ichigo rolled his eyes as he opened the door and sat in the passenger’s seat. Renji’s smile couldn’t have gotten any bigger if he tried to do so. The thought, ‘What have I just agreed to?’ passed through Ichigo’s mind as Renji sped off to his home.
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Man I am hungry, anywayz what did ya’ll think about it? R&R please