Ichigo x Aizen: Broken Tears [Oneshot 1]

I may make this into a fullblown story, I'm not sure... it depends on the feedback I get from you guys! If you like the following Oneshot, leave a comment, a message, but most of all, I need a Beta, so leave me a reply if you are willing! Please? [By the way, my secret for writing long oneshots right now is... a program called Freedom. I lock my computer to everything but Freedom and Notepad for 15 minutes, and voli`a! A long Oneshot!]

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[Aizen POV]
I sat down next to the young boy, as I had become accustomed to doing everyday. His heartbroken eyes stared at me, their chocolate centre gleaming with unshed tears. I grasped his hand firmly, leading it to my lips and savoring the taste of his skin, it would be the last time that the orange-haired beauty would be alive, warm, and full of hope.

"A... Aizen... sama...," he struggled to speak, the raspy voice betraying the loss of oxygen, "I.. can't... breathe...!"

I soothed him, brushing his hair from his delicate face, his soft features slowly losing their glow to deaths heady pallor. A tear escaped from my eyes, and I blinked them so that no more could escape. I bent down so that his clouded eyes could see me, even though I knew it to be useless. His eyes were already closing, the last of his resistance crumbling away.

"It is alright, my boy. Soon, all pain will cease to exist, and you will no longer yearn for comfort.

He gave a weak smile, his eyes flitting open one last time, yet seeing nothing but empty darkness. He released a sigh, and his chest sunk in, his arms relaxed, and his features grew slack.

"Soon, you will become one with me..."

[Regular POV]

The young boy had been burried at the cemetary, next to his mother. At his funeral, many had visited, many had cried. Orihime Inoue had not come, she had run off with Chad Yasutora, who had also not come. They both had not heard of their friends death, having been in Los Angeles, in America, Chad studying to be a Cullinary Artist, Orihime studying to be a Starlet. When they had come back, they went to Ishida's house, only to find that Ryuuken had kicked him out, at the pretense that Ishida was Gay.

Orihime and Chad later found out that the boy had died, but did not give their graces to the troubled teen.

Rukia Kuchiki had been one of the many who had come to see the boys burial, hoping to Konsou him to either the Second, or Third, Rukongai District, in hopes of Finding him soon. Their hopes were dashed, however, when he was not to be found.

[Aizen POV]

When the boy had died, I had taken his soul to the palace of Las Noches, in hopes of his memories not awakening. It was not in vain, for, as I obsevred, him, he seemed to be making new memories right there. I was quite taken aback when he was released from his body as an infant, no more than 2 years of age.

I told Isshin of my plan, he seemed to take quite a liking to it. In fact, his exact words were: "If he is a child, and does not remember when he is a child, then his memories will be refreshed, and he can have the chance to grow up happily."

And so, we decided to teach him, the right way.

As of now, he is 5 years old, and is currently playing with two of my Espada, Ulquiorra and Tia. They seem to have become a mother and father figure to him, and have no qualms of developing Emotions. Ulquiorra has learned more of the Human heart, and Halibel has learned how to be compashionate to children.

I believe, that this will be a happier place with Ichigo around.