"Good morning Captain."

"Good morning, Aizen," Isshin said.

"I have more papers for you, sir," Aizen said.

"What," Isshin said, "Cursed papers. They never end."

Aizen smiled at his Captain's antics. The door flung open and a small figure came bouncing in. The small figure jumped over the desk and hit Isshin in the chest.

"Oof," Isshin said rubbing his chest, "that hurt Ichigo."

The boy giggled.

"Oh yeah," Isshin said, "Aizen, this is my son, Ichigo. Ichigo, this is my 3rd Seat, Sosuke Aizen."

Ichigo turned and looked at Aizen. Aizen felt that the kid would be powerful one day.

"It's nice to meet you Mr. Aizen," Ichigo said before sticking his thumb in his mouth.

"Hey now," Aizen said, "Don't call me mister. I mean, your dad is way older than I am."

"That's true," Ichigo said, "He is an old man."

Isshin hanged his head, "No respect. No respect at all."

Aizen and Ichigo looked at each other for the longest time. Isshin cleared his throat.

"Don't you have something to do Aizen," he said.

"What, sir," Aizen said giving himself a little jerk. "Oh yes, of course. I'll take my leave now sir."

Aizen walked out the door. He looked at Ichigo for a few minutes before closing the door.

'I wonder if they realize what just happened,' Isshin thought to himself.