(and this is how Aizen-sama got his new style)
"I feel like I should return with a bang."
"Bang?" Ichimaru Gin tilted his head, "yer mean like among screaming fire and splitting flesh? That can be easily arranged."
Aizen Sousuke's own head was tilted at a perfect 30 degrees angle, "no, I mean like a significant revelation that will once again, shake the world at its core. I miss the hebetudinous looks on all the faces when I reveal my true self; they were rather entertaining."
"Aer."
The sound came from Tousen Kaname's legs, or rather, Wonderweiss Margera, who had wrapped himself around Tousen's legs.
"Oh? Didn't even notice yer were 'ere, lil' Wonderweiss. What did yer just say?" Gin reached for the Arrancar, who pulled away immediately. It seems Wonderweiss could not get over his distrust of the white-haired commander. He looked straight at the imposing, troubled figure on the throne chair and repeated the word, tugging at his blond locks, "aer!"
Perhaps it was because of all the time spent with the little one, Tousen understood him, "Aizen-sama, I think he means hair."
"Hair?" Aizen reached up to touch his perfect lock of hair between his brows.
"He's suggesting you change your hairstyle," Tousen elaborated.
"I see. That might be a good idea," a perfect smile spread across Aizen's face. "Do you have a particular style in mind, Wonderweiss?"
The little Arrancar bounced up and nodded excitedly, sprouting random syllabuses as he played with his own hair.
"I'll help, Aizen-sama," Tousen offered.
"Yer can't see," Gin frowned for a moment before his signature grin re-appeared, "but I can help too!"
"All right then. Let's begin."
