"We're going to be late!"
"No we're not!" Angel shouted back as she came out of the kitchen with a bento box. "There's still a good forty minutes left before the bell rings and it doesn't take us longer than twenty minutes to walk there. Here," she shoved the box to him.
"Thanks," Ichigo replied as he grabbed his lunch, while putting on his shoes. "Don't forget to bring that report you have to turn in to Andrew. It is almost 30% of your overall grade."
Angel rolled her eyes. "I know, I know. Hurry up and just go," she lightly pushed his shoulders.
Ichigo turned back and leaned over to brush his lips against hers. "I'll see you in a bit," he grinned.
Angel smiled back. "Okay," she replied, smacking his head to get him out of the apartment as soon as possible. When he finally closed the door, Angel took off her apron and tossed it on top of the kitchen counter. She huffed, looking around the apartment. "Looks like I have some cleaning to do when I get home tonight," she groaned. Checking the clock one last time, she quickly ran to her room to change into her uniform and grab her bag.
And as she said to Ichigo, forty minutes was still enough time to get to school and not be late.
"Ohayo Bushū-san!" several students greeted her as she walked into the school building.
She immediately brought out her fake act and smiled back. "Ohayo," she greeted back like any other day.
But today was far from normal.
Angel tried to pretend like nothing different was going on but she couldn't help hearing the whispering and the gossiping that was circulating amongst the students.
"Did you hear? Walker-sensei is apparently having an affair with a student!"
Angel literally stopped in mid-step when those words entered her ears. She turned around to see two girls whispering to each other (although they weren't being very quiet since she could still hear them).
"A student? But I heard it was with another teacher!" the other girl replied to her friend.
Suddenly, a male student came up to add his two-cents. "No, I heard he's doing it with Fernandez-sensei."
"EEHH?"
Angel rolled her eyes as she continued her way back to her classroom. It was just another stupid rumor. She slid open the door and walked in. "Ohayo," she greeted her friends.
"BUSHŪ-SAAAAANNNN!" Jonny screamed with joy as danced around Angel. "You look beautiful as always!"
Angel gave him the usual 'innocent' giggle. "You flatter me too much, Lopez-kun." She sat down on her seat where her group of friends have gathered. "Hey guys."
"Angel, have you heard?" Bia leaned forward, her breasts threatening to spill out even more, "Apparently Walker-sensei is married!"
Angel suddenly started coughing from her own saliva that got caught in her throat.
Jane sat up and shook her head. "No, Ichigo isn't married; I would have known if he was." But then she leaned forward and whispered, "But I did hear he is living with a girl."
Almost everyone around them gasped.
"I can't believe Ichigo got laid before me!" Jonny whined.
"He's older than us so it's not that shocking," Joshua commented before he added, "Besides its obvious everyone is going to get laid before you, Lopez-kun."
"WHYYY?!" He screamed out the window.
Jane rolled her eyes, getting back to the topic at hand. "I still can't believe Ichigo has a sex-life though."
Angel looked up and frowned. "What do you mean?"
"He never seemed interested in girls before," she said, "I wonder if he changed while in college."
"Well I'm not surprised if he has a sex-life since he is pretty hot," Bia smirked, "Not to mention he has a sexy tushie that no girl could resist."
Angel had to stop herself from imagining Ichigo's butt.
"I don't think we should be discussing about this," Clara whispered, "He might be coming in any minute."
"Oh don't be shy, Clara," Bia grinned, "It's not like we're talking about your Montes-sensei."
Clara blushed. "Stop teasing, Bia-chan!"
"What the fuck are you guys talking about?"
Angel and her friends turned around to see Justin walking towards them with Ivan and Aaron on either side of him. "Ohayo, Justin! I haven't seen you all week," Angel greeted with a smile, "It's already Friday."
But Justin responded with a silent glare before looking at the other girls. "What the fuck is so interesting that you guys are giggling like idiots this early in the morning."
"Jeez Tan, what's up your ass so early in the morning?" Jane glared, "You haven't come to class for several days. The least you could do is say 'hi'."
Justin just grunted at her as he pushed his way to his seat.
Angel turned around and asked, "You okay?"
Again, he didn't respond. He just leaned back on his seat and stared out the window. "Hopefully it will be soon," he whispered to no one.
At that moment the bell rung and Ichigo came in, shouting, "Quiet down and get back to your seats!"
Angel sat up straight and looked straight at Ichigo who was starting attendance as usual. She wondered if he had heard of the rumors yet…
"Ichigo, are the rumors true?"
Well, looks like she'll get her answer sooner than expected.
Ichigo looked up to glare at Jonny. "What rumor are you talking about?"
"Well, duh!" Jonny ran over and threw an arm around his old babysitter, "I heard you're living with a girl!"
Ichigo stared at him with wide eyes. "W-what?! Where the fuck did you hear that?!"
"Apparently there's a rumor going around that you're sleeping with someone, like with another teacher or something," Jane commented, her eyebrows furrowed as she glared at him, "Mind giving us an explanation?"
Ichigo made sure his eyes didn't move over to Angel, who was trying to cover her blush by pretending to read her book.
Of course Justin was watching both of their reaction with a watchful eye. They were being way too obvious. If anyone noticed their stiff bodies, they could have automatically guessed it might have something to do with the rumor. He scowl deepened the more the thought about that night.
"Where is this coming from? Who started that fucked up rumor?" Ichigo asked, forgetting about the rule of 'no cursing' from teachers at the school.
"Aw, don't act shy Ichigo," Jonny grinned before a dreaded look overshadowed his face and he ran towards an open window to scream, "WHY IS IT ALWAYS ME?!"
Ichigo raised an eyebrow before pointing at the teenager who was starting to cry out the window. "What's wrong with him?"
"He's just sexually deprived," Joshua smiled.
Ichigo shook his head. "Anyways, I don't know where that stupid rumor started, but it's not true."
"So you're not in a relationship?" Jane asked.
Again, Ichigo shook his head. "I haven't been in one in a long time. Now, let's get back to work."
Justin, who was leaning on his desk, noticed how stiff Angel's shoulders became when the orange head teacher commented about not being in a relationship. He couldn't stop a low growl from escaping his throat.
"Tan, why don't you give us your thoughts on the last chapter first," Ichigo called over. But he was taken aback when the red head student gave him an icy glare.
Not giving a damn what would happen to him, Justin stood up, hands in his pocket, bag still slung over his shoulder, and stomped his way to the door.
As Justin passed by him, Ichigo quickly grabbed his shoulder and stopped him in his track. "Where do you think you're going, Tan?" Ichigo glared. Justin tried shaking the teacher's hold off of him but it didn't work; Ichigo just held on tighter. "I asked where you're going in the middle of class." Venom was literally pouring out from Ichigo's mouth.
Justin's hand immediately came up and grabbed Ichigo's wrist in a death grip. He yanked it off his shoulder and glared back, barring his teeth like a crazed dog. "Don't fucking touch me you bastard."
Everyone gasped.
Did Justin have a death wish or something?! Because he just signed up for one with his own hands!
Ichigo's eyebrows were close to touching as his entire body tensed. "Watch your mouth, Tan, I'm your teacher. Now go back to your seat before I decide to report you to the principle."
"Do it if you want, fucker," Justin sneered, "I don't give a fuck what you do. Expel me if you want." He quickly tossed Ichigo's arm to the side and continued his way out the door.
Everyone, except Ichigo, cringed when they heard the deafening sound of their classroom door being slammed shut, the noise echoing through the empty hallway, as the red head disappeared.
Ichigo kept his eyes on the door for several seconds before closing his eyes and facing back to the classroom.
Angel could see how bothered he was. His hands were rolled up into fists and his breathing was labored. She could tell that it took all he had to stop himself from punching Justin in the face just a moment ago.
Trying his best to control his breathing, Ichigo looked back to the rest of the class and cleared his throat. "Rodrigo, you start," he called out with a husky voice.
Clara and the rest of the class were still staring with gaping mouths at the door, none paying attention to their teacher who was trying to restart class.
"Rodrigo," he called out again.
"H-hai!" she jumped up and stood up from her seat. "Ano, I thought the last chapter was t-tragic because Titus—" (*A/N)