THE THING HE WANTED MOST
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN BLEACH!
Please no flames. Constructive criticism only
Aizen watched Momo walk with Hitsugaya through the summer festival. He couldn't be jealous. He told himself that over and over. He was just upset to see something that belonged to him in the hands of someone else. Momo was supposed to be seeking HIM out not gallivanting off with another captain. His eyes quickly darted to the zanpaktu on his waist. He grinned and let out a chuckle to himself before silently following the couple.
Momo blushed as Toshiro took her hand in his right and pointed to the sky with his left. "Look Momo-chan, the fireworks started." A white firework went off and revealed a blush as deep of red as hers. They leaned towards each other. It was one of those moments where everything was set up for the kiss. Their lips were inches away from each other when Toshiro felt a blow on the back of his head. The man continued to beat the captain about the head and neck with the back of his sword until he was bleeding slightly and lay unmoving on the stone street.
Hinamori let out a shriek as the man tackled her. They fought for dominance but he proved stronger. It wasn't until her kimono was being torn from her small body, that she recognized her attacker. "I-Izuru-kun!" He sat up on her knees and quickly placed a binding kido on her. He crushed his lips against hers, bruising her pale skin. Tears streamed from her eyes and stained her face. "Th-this isn't like Izuru-kun at all!" She thought.
She was brought back to what was happening to her at that moment when her panties were pulled from her soft legs roughly. She started to scream and shake her head as the tears fell faster. "I-Izuru-kun! P-Please stop!" Not wanting to be caught he shoved the torn piece of cotton in her mouth. She heard his pants coming undone and waited for the pain of him tearing through her virgin body. It never came. She opened her eyes and saw her captain Aizen holding her to his chest. "Hinamori! Are you alright?" She tried to stop her sobbing slightly. "P-please don't h-hurt Izuru-kun…he didn't mean it." And with those final words, she passed out in his arms. If she had kept her eyes open during her attack, she would have seen "Kira" fizzle into the form of Aizen
Weeks had passed since the incident at the summer festival. Hitsugaya still hadn't woken up and Momo spent all her time with him. She sat by his bedside and combed his hair if it was tangled. Or apply medication to his lips if they were chapped. This of course made Aizen furious. She was supposed to be all over him. Aizen! Her savior! If things were going to go as he planned, he was going to have to make "Hitsugaya" go all the way.