Tainted Blossoms

Aizen x OC

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach! Otherwise the Turn Back the Pendulum Arc would've been a lot longer. I liked Aizen-fukutaichou; he was gorgeous. He should be shown more often.

A/N: This is kind of a drabble-esque fic. And I've never really been a fan of Aizen x Byakuya, so I made up an OC. A Kuchiki OC who just happens to be Bya's twin. Yes, I am so creative (Heavy sarcasm). But I was bored, and wanted to write something about Aizen that would actually move along faster than the other story I have about him. Because that one is going nowhere as of now, and it's making me angry. Oh well. In the meantime, enjoy this product of my boredom.

1: Playtime

"Onii-sama! What're you doing?"

Byakuya turned to face his younger twin sister, an annoyed expression marring his delicate features. "Go away! I'm training, can't you see that?" He held up his zanpakuto to emphasize his point, then swung it quickly, decapitating a sandbag dummy in front of him.

"Aw, come on, Bya, don't be so crabby. I just wanted to play for a while, but since you're so busy training and all…" she trailed off, beginning to walk away dejectedly. "Hey!" She whirled suddenly, a spark of excitement in her eyes. "Maybe I can train with you!"

Byakuya repressed his snort. "I doubt that, Sakura. There's no way you could keep up with me."

Sakura grinned, her slate-gray eyes sparkling with mischief. "No?"

"No," Byakuya confirmed, turning away from her. Raising his zanpakuto once more, he leaped forward, readying himself to slash down another dummy when a hand knocked his sword from his grip. A giggle alerted him to the thief's presence behind him and he whirled around, glaring at his sister. "Sakura!"

She spun his zanpakuto casually, and then tossed it up into the air, catching it as it fell. "Yes?"

"Give me my zanpakuto!" He dove at her angrily, snatching away his sword.

"Aw, you're no fun," Sakura pouted.

"I'm training," Byakuya reiterated impatiently. "I can't 'have fun' all the time. I'm going to take over Grandfather's place as clan leader when I grow up, remember?"

"I know that," his sister murmured quietly. "I just wish you didn't train all the time."

Byakuya's slate-gray eyes softened as he looked at his twin, her head lowered, dark hair falling around her pale face. "Don't be sad, Sakura. Maybe you can train with me later."

She looked up, eyes brightening. "Really?"

"Yes, really." He smiled at her.

"Okay!" She skipped forward, throwing her arms around her brother in an embrace. "Bye-bye, Onii-sama!" Pulling away, she darted off, a mysterious red object fluttering behind her.

Byakuya's dark tresses fell around his face, and he noticed that the ribbon that held his hair back was missing. He suddenly realized what that red object had been. "Sakura!"