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Numero Zero- Chapter 1

He was enshroud in the darkness for so long, he had lost all sense of direction. As he walked on, a dull pain had formed on the side on his head. Ichigo let out an exasperated sigh, making the pain in his head ache. "Damn it! Where the hell am I?" he groaned, clasping a weary hand on his aching head.

Feeling defeated, he stopped his travels, plopping down and looking at his hands. Ichigo felt nauseous, angry, defeated, but most of all a strange loneliness that he couldn't describe. 'What is this? I need to do something, but I can't remember what…" he pulled his knees to his chest and groaned once more, not liking his current situation in the slightest. "Why do I always hafta fuck up like this? I can't remember anything! Is this a friggin dream, because I am sick of this, and I'd like to wake up right about now!" he shouted out to no one.

"Because, you are an idiot king." A familiar voice came from somewhere behind him, making Ichigo flinch. Ichigo turned around, only to be met by those all-knowing golden eyes.

"Hichigo? What are you doin' here?" Ichigo whispered in a hushed voice. "Where are we?" he added, looking into Hichigo's eyes almost afraid to get the answer.

"You are in what looks to be a black abyss, and I am with you, so… I suppose you've gotten yourself into a pretty messed up predicament." He chuckled wickedly.

". . . Well no shit Sherlock! I meant where is the black abyss!" Ichigo yelled, raising a hand to smack the smart ass out of Hichigo. Yelling only seemed to make the aching increase.

"Oh, well you need to be more specific sweetheart; you know how slow I am." He purred, coming incredibly close to Ichigo.

Ichigo pushed him off, an annoyance growing in his chest. As they sit there, all of a sudden, a chuckling came into the ears of the twins, scaring Ichigo and making Hichigo disappear. "Hichigo?" Ichigo shouted, getting up and walking the way he was originally. "HICHIGOOO?" he screamed out, a sudden sense of panic spreading through his entire body. What is going on?

"Ichigo, I have been waiting for you, thank you for coming around." The voice was as smooth as silk, yet had a chill that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. Feelings of intense fear pooled into his stomach, and he knew this would only end in disaster.

"Who… who are you?" he stammered, holding onto himself tightly as if he would fly away.

"I am Aizen Sosuke, and you are Kurosaki Ichigo. But, you are now something else." The voice seemed to be mocking, but at the same time kind.

'Aizen… oh my God…' Ichigo thought helplessly, sinking into a mindset of hopelessness. "WH-what do you want from me?" Ichigo thought out loud, looking around for some kind of trace.

Suddenly, the man in question appeared, clad in his white uniform and walking towards him, one elegant step at a time. Ichigo was pushed up against something invisible, yet hard like a concrete wall. One gentle hand had come up against the invisible force and had been placed right next to Ichigo's aching side of his head.

"You know, I have been looking forward to this day all of your life, you know that don't you?" he whispered delicately into Ichigo's ear, leaning right up against Ichigo's lean figure. Ichigo shivered, feeling the pain in his head heighten. Ichigo could hardly stand, and right before his knees buckled and his sight went completely black, he could have sworn Aizen had said," Sleep sweet darling boy, for tomorrow, shall be a big day for you. Oh, and I am apologizing beforehand." After that, everything went black, and the abyss that Ichigo was trapped in, didn't seem so bad after all. In fact, it helped with the now blinding pain of his face.

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As he opened his eyes, his sight was blurry and he felt groggy. 'What, did I get drunk last night?' Ichigo thought, just lying in the softness that surrounded him. He sat up slowly, feeling rather nauseous and a feeling of dread flushed over him. All of a sudden Ichigo had become alert and aware of his surroundings. "Oh no…" he whispered, now realizing where he was. Hueco Mundo. How on earth did Ichigo get there? He stood up and dusted himself off, but when he went to touch his clothing, he noticed something very wrong.

Ichigo was not in his usual robes, but in different attire entirely. His outfit was a little revealing in his chest area, but he was wearing a white overcoat and unfamiliar white Patten leather gloves. A red cloth waistband wrapped around his slim waist and his sandals were white along with his black socks. Ichigo was now very frightened and when he went to put his hands over his face, something covered the right side of his head.

Ichigo gasped out loud, faltering back and falling on his bum. Now truly afraid, the poor boy just horrified on what his newfound predicament was. 'No, I can't be. I honestly can't be a… an arrancar! I can't be here right now! I need to…'

'…Where was I going? I… I was doing something, but I can't remember what I was doing before I fell into that black hell hole.' Ichigo sat there, thinking and trying desperately to remember what he had to do. In fact, he couldn't remember anything. He began asking himself questions like 'Where do I live?' and 'Who are my parents? Do I have a family, or am I an orphan?' The only thing he really could remember was Hichigo. He remembered that guy like the back of his hand, but why? Maybe because he was a part of him? But… how did one person have two people? Was he crazy?

A sudden tear fell and ran softly down his cheek. Ichigo suddenly felt a wave of exhaustion fall over him. He laid back down in the sand and closed his eyes, feeling alone and somewhat frustrated. Yet, a person not so far off from him was watching intently, waiting for their chance to talk to the heartbroken boy.

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