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Title: Untitled.
Pairing: None yet.
Summary: It's so easy to fall to the temptation of power. Arrancar!Keigo, !Mizuiro, and Mentions of Arrancar!Tatsuki. Very, Very AU.
Rating: PG-13 for safey ;o
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Warning: Char Death. [mentioned]
Notes: Yeah. Idea still stuck. <<; Here we go for the third~
Yes of course Mizuiro wouldn’t want to leave. He had…a whole lot in Hueco Mundo, as opposed to what he’d probably had in Soul Society (never mind what he had in real life, that was hardly anything he cared about anymore, and he’d never much been connecting with his mother as of late, so he wasn’t worked up over her, or anything) among other things. Nobody would trust him-he’d be treated terrible, considering how closely he’d worked with Aizen, and that’s just something he couldn’t stand for, not now. Not when he was so close, so up there, in Hueco Mundo anyway. Regardless, Aizen was teaching him everything, you know. Why should he leave? Keigo was here, and it’s not as if he could leave without the other.
Ichigo wasn’t believing much today, was he? Because, yeah, you guessed it-Ichigo was having a hard time believing what Mizuiro was saying-he, personally, couldn’t even fathom anybody actually wanting to stay in such a ‘shitty’ (in his opinion, of course) place such as Hueco Mundo…and he was getting this wrong feeling as Mizuiro looked at him with that…smile.
It was his entire fault.
“Also, we could kill you now if we wanted, you know, Ichigo. It’s been…such a short time, but Aizen-sama has taught us so much.” Mizuiro laughed at this, though it was more of a chuckle than anything. “It’s too bad Aizen-sama clearly forbids harming you here-he has plans for you, Ichigo. So be careful.”
Mizuiro was going to say something else when suddenly, yet another portal was opened up beside him, and another person stepped out-Aizen.
“Don’t you think you two should be getting back, soon?” Aizen questioned rather innocently, smiling down at Ichigo, watching the other tense up as his subordinates acted just how they were supposed to.
Keigo bowed, low, at the sudden presence of their Leader, and sheathed his own sword, looking at Mizuiro for immediate instruction. “Yes, yes…” Mizuiro started, unable to stop the small sigh from flitting past his lips. “I suppose we should leave, Aizen-sama.” He bowed himself. “I apologize for the delay-I got distracted. Catching up with Ichigo, you see.”
Aizen nodded, slightly amused by Mizuiro’s words. Reached out and pat the other on the head, much like an animal that deserved a reward and that bit of a sad smile was on Mizuiro’s face once again.
He didn’t mind the touches-Aizen was…a bit like the father he’d never had. Well, not exactly (and it wasn’t as if Aizen could be his…mother, so to speak) like, but it wasn’t as if Mizuiro had anything to base it off of, now, did he?
Ichigo glared, stepping forward. Aizen was here, and he knew what to do around Aizen. His mind wasn’t as confused (to fight or to flee or to talk with Mizuiro and Keigo?) as it had been with simply Mizuiro and Keigo, he could deal with Aizen, and this. “No. I’m taking Mizuiro and Keigo back with me. I’m going to fix them, damnit! I don’t know what you did to their heads, but, I’ll find a way to fix it.” Mizuiro hesitated at Ichigo’s words, shaking his head.
“Nice try, Ichigo…but we’re going home now. And if you are stupider than I thought and you do, in fact, fight Aizen-sama at this point and time-then, by all means, good luck, and do try not to die, will you?” He waved, once again, and stepped through the still-open portal back to Hueco Mundo which Aizen had still left open for them.
“Ah…Would you like it for me to take care of him, Aizen-sama?” Keigo inquired, hesitating and not following Mizuiro just yet.
“Not needed, Keigo. But I appreciate the offer. Go find Mizuiro, and make sure he’s fine. I’ll deal with Ichigo.” Keigo nodded, smiling and bowing at Aizen once more.
“Yes, Aizen-sama.” And without another word, Keigo disappeared into the portal after Mizuiro.
“…You bastard!” Snarled Ichigo, lunging for Aizen. “The hell did you do to them?”
It didn’t take Aizen much to dodge the lame attempt of attack from Ichigo. Honestly, was that all the boy had? Surely not, but it was pathetic now, nonetheless.
“Let me simply tell you, Ichigo. All I did was plan on killing them all-it was Mizuiro who gave me the deal that I could take him if I brought Tatsuki and Keigo back to life. And I did that for him. He’s growing, you know. Becoming a…” Oh, he couldn’t resist the smirk tugging at his lips here. “A fine Arrancar for me.” Much like an Espada in his rankings, except the whole, not-as powerful with a weapon, thing. “It, however, is a pity he doesn’t fight as much as everything else. But he is, definitely, a smart boy. It’s quite sad that nobody noticed his talents…” A sigh and Aizen shook his head as if disappointed with the world. “I digress…I must get going. Mizuiro’s aforementioned class, you see. Try to get them back, Ichigo. It’d like you to try again, as you so horribly did with Orihime.” This part would be just a game to Aizen, after all. It’s not like it mattered, and it’s not as if Mizuiro and Keigo were a threat to soul society…not yet, at least. So who would help him?
“Farewell, Ichigo. Perhaps I’ll see you soon.” And with that, he left through the portal once more. Oh, what a fun game this was.
“Damn it!” Ichigo swore, feeling the intense urge to hit something but considering the only object that he could possibly hit was the chain link fence, he didn’t do anything.
How could he have done that? How could he have let Aizen take Mizuiro and Keigo…just like that? He was, honestly, furious at himself for that. If only he’d paid more damn attention! He should’ve known that Aizen might stoop so damn low as to harm his friends (what he didn’t know, however, was that Aizen had done it because Ichigo needed to be ‘punished’ for sticking his nose where it didn’t belong) and…argh!
He spun around, using flash-step because, yeah, needed to get to Urahara’s shop as fast as he could. Urahara would do something about it, would know what to do about it…right? Either that, or he’d contact Soul Society with the matter and they’d figure out something to do. They would-damnit, they had to! He wouldn’t know what else to do… “Urahara!”
Pairing: None yet.
Summary: It's so easy to fall to the temptation of power. Arrancar!Keigo, !Mizuiro, and Mentions of Arrancar!Tatsuki. Very, Very AU.
Rating: PG-13 for safey ;o
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Warning: Char Death. [mentioned]
Notes: Yeah. Idea still stuck. <<; Here we go for the third~
Yes of course Mizuiro wouldn’t want to leave. He had…a whole lot in Hueco Mundo, as opposed to what he’d probably had in Soul Society (never mind what he had in real life, that was hardly anything he cared about anymore, and he’d never much been connecting with his mother as of late, so he wasn’t worked up over her, or anything) among other things. Nobody would trust him-he’d be treated terrible, considering how closely he’d worked with Aizen, and that’s just something he couldn’t stand for, not now. Not when he was so close, so up there, in Hueco Mundo anyway. Regardless, Aizen was teaching him everything, you know. Why should he leave? Keigo was here, and it’s not as if he could leave without the other.
Ichigo wasn’t believing much today, was he? Because, yeah, you guessed it-Ichigo was having a hard time believing what Mizuiro was saying-he, personally, couldn’t even fathom anybody actually wanting to stay in such a ‘shitty’ (in his opinion, of course) place such as Hueco Mundo…and he was getting this wrong feeling as Mizuiro looked at him with that…smile.
It was his entire fault.
“Also, we could kill you now if we wanted, you know, Ichigo. It’s been…such a short time, but Aizen-sama has taught us so much.” Mizuiro laughed at this, though it was more of a chuckle than anything. “It’s too bad Aizen-sama clearly forbids harming you here-he has plans for you, Ichigo. So be careful.”
Mizuiro was going to say something else when suddenly, yet another portal was opened up beside him, and another person stepped out-Aizen.
“Don’t you think you two should be getting back, soon?” Aizen questioned rather innocently, smiling down at Ichigo, watching the other tense up as his subordinates acted just how they were supposed to.
Keigo bowed, low, at the sudden presence of their Leader, and sheathed his own sword, looking at Mizuiro for immediate instruction. “Yes, yes…” Mizuiro started, unable to stop the small sigh from flitting past his lips. “I suppose we should leave, Aizen-sama.” He bowed himself. “I apologize for the delay-I got distracted. Catching up with Ichigo, you see.”
Aizen nodded, slightly amused by Mizuiro’s words. Reached out and pat the other on the head, much like an animal that deserved a reward and that bit of a sad smile was on Mizuiro’s face once again.
He didn’t mind the touches-Aizen was…a bit like the father he’d never had. Well, not exactly (and it wasn’t as if Aizen could be his…mother, so to speak) like, but it wasn’t as if Mizuiro had anything to base it off of, now, did he?
Ichigo glared, stepping forward. Aizen was here, and he knew what to do around Aizen. His mind wasn’t as confused (to fight or to flee or to talk with Mizuiro and Keigo?) as it had been with simply Mizuiro and Keigo, he could deal with Aizen, and this. “No. I’m taking Mizuiro and Keigo back with me. I’m going to fix them, damnit! I don’t know what you did to their heads, but, I’ll find a way to fix it.” Mizuiro hesitated at Ichigo’s words, shaking his head.
“Nice try, Ichigo…but we’re going home now. And if you are stupider than I thought and you do, in fact, fight Aizen-sama at this point and time-then, by all means, good luck, and do try not to die, will you?” He waved, once again, and stepped through the still-open portal back to Hueco Mundo which Aizen had still left open for them.
“Ah…Would you like it for me to take care of him, Aizen-sama?” Keigo inquired, hesitating and not following Mizuiro just yet.
“Not needed, Keigo. But I appreciate the offer. Go find Mizuiro, and make sure he’s fine. I’ll deal with Ichigo.” Keigo nodded, smiling and bowing at Aizen once more.
“Yes, Aizen-sama.” And without another word, Keigo disappeared into the portal after Mizuiro.
“…You bastard!” Snarled Ichigo, lunging for Aizen. “The hell did you do to them?”
It didn’t take Aizen much to dodge the lame attempt of attack from Ichigo. Honestly, was that all the boy had? Surely not, but it was pathetic now, nonetheless.
“Let me simply tell you, Ichigo. All I did was plan on killing them all-it was Mizuiro who gave me the deal that I could take him if I brought Tatsuki and Keigo back to life. And I did that for him. He’s growing, you know. Becoming a…” Oh, he couldn’t resist the smirk tugging at his lips here. “A fine Arrancar for me.” Much like an Espada in his rankings, except the whole, not-as powerful with a weapon, thing. “It, however, is a pity he doesn’t fight as much as everything else. But he is, definitely, a smart boy. It’s quite sad that nobody noticed his talents…” A sigh and Aizen shook his head as if disappointed with the world. “I digress…I must get going. Mizuiro’s aforementioned class, you see. Try to get them back, Ichigo. It’d like you to try again, as you so horribly did with Orihime.” This part would be just a game to Aizen, after all. It’s not like it mattered, and it’s not as if Mizuiro and Keigo were a threat to soul society…not yet, at least. So who would help him?
“Farewell, Ichigo. Perhaps I’ll see you soon.” And with that, he left through the portal once more. Oh, what a fun game this was.
“Damn it!” Ichigo swore, feeling the intense urge to hit something but considering the only object that he could possibly hit was the chain link fence, he didn’t do anything.
How could he have done that? How could he have let Aizen take Mizuiro and Keigo…just like that? He was, honestly, furious at himself for that. If only he’d paid more damn attention! He should’ve known that Aizen might stoop so damn low as to harm his friends (what he didn’t know, however, was that Aizen had done it because Ichigo needed to be ‘punished’ for sticking his nose where it didn’t belong) and…argh!
He spun around, using flash-step because, yeah, needed to get to Urahara’s shop as fast as he could. Urahara would do something about it, would know what to do about it…right? Either that, or he’d contact Soul Society with the matter and they’d figure out something to do. They would-damnit, they had to! He wouldn’t know what else to do… “Urahara!”