~Indecent Proposal~

"No way!"

"Do not answer so irrationally, boy. Soul Society has no chance of winning this war." The pale Espada began calmly. Ichigo clenched and unclenched his fists, the desire to lash out at something driving him to distraction, "and what?! Be that bastard's slut?!"

Green eyes flashed dangerously, the harsh line of black thinning. Ichigo could tell he had just royally pissed off the Espada. Even if said Espada's voice didn't show it. "Think, trash. This whole war could be avoided if only you gave into this one request."

"But that would mean--"

"Leaving your family?" The Espada's lip curled slightly with a faint sneer. "Isn't that preferable to seeing them slaughtered before your eyes?"

"You wouldn't--" Ichigo had stepped forward, closing the distance between them, his eyes glinting darkly with barely suppressed rage. Ulquiorra merely brushed off the offending hand that had grasped a handful of his Gi jacket. "Who is to say? Deny my Master this one thing and..."

Ichigo longed to sink his fist into the pale bastard's face. But held back barely with the thought of repercussion. The message was clear, no matter how much he tried to reject it.

Say no and the worlds would fall.

Say yes...and leave everything behind for the embrace of a man whom thought himself a God.

Karin and Yuzu's faces came to mind briefly and his promise to be home before dinner...

"My...town would be..safe?" he questioned hesitantly, knowing his distaste to be written all over his expression. After a moment, the Espada replied with another vague sneer, "so you accept?"

"I didn't--I mean..." No war. Despite the flush suddenly creeping up with the inappropriateness of it all, he discovered himself answering, "..I do. Tell...Aizen.." The name felt surprisingly nice rolling off his tongue, "I agree to his..terms."

Then the Espada surprised him by stepping back a few paces and sinking into a light performance of a bow. "I shall, my Prince."

He was gone before Ichigo had properly regained the use of his mouth.

"And what the hell is this prince stuff?!!" the orange-haired Shinigami roared to the falling night behind the abandoned building at the edge of town.

~To be continued-? ~

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