You Don't Have to Hide
Characters/Pairings: AizenXUnohana
Rating: K+
Disclaimer: Bleach and its characters do not belong to me. They belong to Kubo Tite.
Summary: While under a starry sky, Unohana is surprised by the most mysterious man she has ever met.
Note: I'm trying out this pairing, because I have a slight fondness of it. Reviews are loved, as always. This is a short drabble, not a long story. This story takes place before Aizen and Ichimaru leave Soul Society.
The sky was like liquid onyx, dotted with blotches of white paint. One big alabaster dot, the moon, completed the picture. Unohana Retsu had finished her cup of green tea. Every operation and treatment haunted her, but her calm demeanor never showed how frightened she was. Of course, she was used to the gore. She was the 4th Division Captain, after all.
Unohana placed the small cup beside her. She slipped her feet into the sandals. She wanted to take a walk under the full moon. The night wasn't too cold. It was quite a beautiful night; she quickly admitted it. Nights and days like this calmed her. It seeped into her soul, into her mind, which was very close to exploding.
She took gentle steps, the sleeves of her nightgown flowing with the gentle wind. She hugged herself, feeling exposed without her captain's uniform. She hid herself behind baggy clothes and her braid, but not tonight. Her long, pristine hair was loose. She didn't have an extraordinarily small frame, but she could be considered petite and slender.
"Unohana-taicho."
She knew that voice. She spun around to face the man who called her name. It was Aizen. The moonlight hid his eyes, striking the glass of his spectacles. Unohana felt slightly uncomfortable, not being able to see his eyes. Eyes were truly the windows to one's soul. She couldn't see what his motives were. She couldn't see through him. It was too difficult. He was too difficult.
She gathered her hair, swinging the long locks over her shoulder to cover her chest. She wrapped her arms around herself, feeling self-conscious and uncomfortable. A small smile graced Aizen's thin lips.
"Aizen-taicho." Unohana bowed, even though she herself was a captain.
"Beautiful night, isn't it?"
"Yes. It is." A small smile appeared on Unohana's face.
Aizen drew closer. "Such a sad thing that I'll have to leave you here." He thought. Unohana closed her eyes, head bowed. She opened them a bit, gazing at the ground below. Unohana had always thought of Aizen as a respectable, amiable man. Aizen was close behind her, placing his hands on her arms. Unohana was a bit surprised. She stared ahead. He gently pulled her hands to her side; softly sweeping her hair up and swinging it back over her shoulder. Unohana's eyes slightly widened. His lips were close to her ear.
"You don't have to hide."
His lips brushed against her soft hair. All in a moment, he was gone. Unohana stood there, various feelings stirring up in her stomach and rising up to her throat. She let out a small sigh.
But soon enough, she found discovered that the man she respected was not the man she thought he was.