Theoretically speaking, everything was in place. The execution of Kuchiki Rukia would be in just a few short days, and the ryoka were already causing a huge uproar in the Seireitei... However, there was still one thing eating away at the mind of Aizen Sousuke.
"Gin?"
"Maa?"
"Can I ask you a question?"
"'Course, Aizen-sama."
"Why is your face like that?"
Gin looked a little worried, but nevertheless continued smirking. "Ya know how peoples' moms always tells them 'don' keep makin' that expression, or your face'll get stuck like that'?"
"Yes...?"
"I never had a mom, Aizen-sama."
"Ah, I... see."
A/N: You know you've thought it too. Poor Gin.