Aizen's Demise
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach, unfortunately. Or maybe fortunately, because if I did, this is probably how the later chapters of the FKT arc would've played out. That, or Aizen wouldn't have been a butterfly in the first place.
Sousuke Aizen blocked another futile blow from Ichigo Kurosaki, smirking at the foolishness of it all. The world would soon be his, no matter what anyone did. He was on his way to victory.
To godhood.
He blocked another blow from Zangetsu easily, watching as the orange-haired teen backed away, readying himself for another attack. "Did you really think you could foil my plans, Ichigo Kurosaki?"
Ichigo smirked at Sousuke. "You're not the only one with plans, Aizen."
"Oh?" Sousuke asked, looking mildly interested.
"No," Ichigo confirmed confidently before yelling, "Quick, Urahara! This is the only chance we'll ever get to capture him!"
Kisuke Urahara suddenly appeared, his striped hat somehow managing to stay on as he shunpo'd to where the orange-haired teen and butterfly-Hollow humanoid were standing. "All right!" He yelled, pulling a giant butterfly net out of nowhere. (In actuality, it was in the same secret pocket he stores his mysterious fan.)
Sousuke stared on in horror as the shopkeeper brandished the net around like a madman, the gauzy material fluttering in the breeze. Then, in a single, swift movement, Kisuke swept the net down, capturing Sousuke in its confines.
"I―what?" Sousuke stuttered in confusion, glaring at Kisuke and Ichigo through the net. What was going on here? Didn't they know better than to try and defy a god? And what was with the butterfly net?
Ichigo burst out laughing at the bemused expression on the self-proclaimed god's face. Kisuke, still holding onto the handle of the giant net, pulled out his fan and hid his smile behind it.
Sousuke rolled his eyes at the unrestrained display of hilarity and wriggled about a bit, trying to free his wings from the tangled net. They were starting to cramp up a bit. "Let me out of this…this thing!" He commanded, trying to sound threatening. Then again, it's really hard to sound threatening when you're a human butterfly with a mullet trapped in a giant net.
"No way!" Ichigo managed to get out in-between hysterical giggles.
"Sorry, Aizen, no can do," Kisuke said with a shrug, as if genuinely sorry. Then he dragged the net, Butterfly-Aizen and all, back to Karakura Town, much to Ichigo's (and everyone else's) amusement.
At last, the great Winter War was over.
A/N: Butterfly nets are wonderful things, I'm telling you. They save bunnies.
And yes, I am being completely serious when I say that. Since bunnies are silly enough to fall in window wells.
I wonder what else Kisuke keeps in his secret pocket? Other than his fan and butterfly nets, that is.
Anyway, thanks for reading this random piece of crack. Bye-bye~!