A/N: This is my first yaoi. Ever. So…don't flame me if I'm bad at it. Also, I implore you to read the warnings before you read the story! ~M.M.
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Title: By The Seventh Day
Summary: After being captured by Aizen, Ichigo finds himself in a rather odd situation. When Ichigo agrees to a deal between himself and Aizen, he finds himself unwilling to leave Los Noches. Rated for language and yaoi fluff.
Warnings: This fic is rated M for language. There are some yaoi moments, but they aren't graphic and there's the mention/suggestion of sex. The characters will be OOC (out of character) because this wouldn't happen in the world of Bleach.
This fic is suggested for people 15 and up.
Pairing: AizenXIchigo
Chapter 1:
What Comes Before
(Prologue)
After being ordered by the Head Captain to not do anything, he traveled to Hueco Mundo with the help of Urahara to rescue Orihime by himself. He made it to Los Noches and started battling his way in.
So why the hell was he sitting in a very cushy bedroom, wearing the clothing of an arrancar, and munching on a plate of grapes?
The answer was simple: Ichigo had screwed up. He hadn't been properly prepared to fight the Espada, and that was what led to his capture. He had been brought before Aizen and given a choice.
Option 1: Aizen let him go immediately and had one of the Espada escort him back to the Human World. There was only one catch - the whole of Karakura Town would be destroyed along with everyone in it.
To put it in nice words, Ichigo had refused. Which brought him to option 2.
Option 2: Ichigo stayed in Hueco Mundo for seven days. If he still wished to be released at the end of the week, he would be. Karakura Town would remain unharmed, and Orihime Inoue would be sent back to the Human World.
Ichigo wasn't exactly thrilled about the second option either but if it meant that everyone would be safe, he would do anything. So that was the one he chose.
Then, Aizen had explained some of the perks that came with being an honored guest in Los Noches. (Ichigo still had no idea why he was an 'honored guest'.)
He would be given a large suite to stay in, new clothes to change into (his bankai uniform wasn't in the best condition after fighting three of the Espada) and anything else he required or wished to have.
It was explained to him that he wasn't a prisoner; he could leave his room at any time as long as he had an escort, and that the Espada and their fracción were instructed to assist him with whatever he needed.
There was only one rule that Ichigo had to follow during his stay at Los Noches: He could not knowingly and willingly beat the crap out of anybody.
So that explained the cushy room and the arrancar clothing, but not the plate of grapes.
Ichigo had found them next to a note that said:
Ichigo~
Enjoy the grapes. I learned from Inoue-san that the seedless variety was your preference.
~Sōsuke Aizen
The plate of grapes was huge. The plate itself was as large as a dinner plate, and the pile of grapes on top of it must have been at least eleven inches tall. And all the grapes were a nice purple color. To Ichigo's growling stomach, the grapes looked very inviting.
Now, Ichigo wasn't the kind of person to put the possibility that his enemy might try to poison him completely out of his mind. He did have the good sense to understand that if Aizen had wanted him dead, he would be dead, and most likely in a way that would involve humiliation and pain.
But Ichigo didn't exactly peg him as the type of person to use poison on someone just to kill them. Granted, Aizen was a sneaky and manipulative bastard, but wouldn't do something that took as little effort as poison. It was just too un-elaborate for Aizen to do.
So Ichigo ate the grapes after showering and changing into the arrancar uniform. The bottom of the outfit was almost exactly identical to the bottom of the Soul Reaper outfit - baggy pants that would billow around the wearer's legs when he/she walked. Well…except for the fact that they were white.
And then Ichigo had assessed the top part of the outfit.
It was white, like the pants, but it wasn't as covering. When Ichigo put it on, he noticed that it bared a huge resemblance to Grimmjow's top. The entirety of his chest was exposed, but there was cloth covering his arms and shoulders and the huge, black-rimmed collar of the jacket covered his neck up to the bottom of his ears.
Ichigo sighed and knew that there was nothing he could do about the clothes for the moment. So he collapsed on the bed and was content to just lie there for a while.
A/N: And that's the prologue. Again, this is my first Bleach story and I hope to get some good feedback from this. No flames, please. All flames will be used for the destruction of Orihime Inoue (I hate that chick so much) So if you're a flamer and you love Orihime, you're gonna end up killing her :) And then Ichigo will be sad (though I have no idea why)
Thanks for reading. ~M.M.