Yo, BL-UT or Ten here. So I promise myself that I should be working on my next chapter or fixing up some of the previous chapters on my other story but recently I just got a great idea for another story and decided to at least post one chapter of it. This doesn't mean I'm going to stop working on my main story. I'm still gonna work on it but it's gonna be a slow update. It also depends if this story gets any followers really if it doesn't have any sort of follows I'll probably work more on my main story. Anyways~ since that's out of the way now, hope y'all love this one! (I actually search through the entire site to see if any story like this has been posted before but didn't find any! So I think, I THINK, I just started off another original beginning!)

Heads-up, if some of ya are expecting an A+ sort of high-class story then sorry chief, this won't be it chief since my grammar sucks so I'm sorry!:D

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or any of the characters associated with it. All rights belong to the creator Tite Kubo.

This is an AU story with some OOC.

Chapter One: Return to Where?

The loud sound of rushing winds was the only thing that fills his ears. Was he falling? He turns left and darkness, he turns right and still dark. He saw nothing... It was dark... too dark. His eyes are close then, right? Or are they open? He took a slow breath to ease his racing heartbeat, but nothing... he couldn't feel the air invade his nose or the air refilling his lungs. All he could feel was how a panic attack was slowly creeping on him.

The last thing he remembers was him fighting Yhwach... no. That's not right, most of his powers were still sealed. So he wasn't fighting the Quincy Monarch at all... he was distracting him. Stalling the Quincy long enough for Ichigo to sneak behind and kill him but... that fail... everything failed. Even after Uryū fired the special silver arrowhead, all Yhwach had to do was simply dodge it and then he won.

Yhwach won.

What else does he remember after that... Yhwach engulfed the world in darkness. Yeah... that's right. That's where the darkness came from but didn't tell him why he was falling, falling for what felt like years. He only remembers been swallow in darkness once and that was when Soul Society lock him away. Is that maybe what's happening to him right now? Since he can't die, Yhwach decided to seal him?

"What do you desire, Aizen?"

Those were the first words he has heard since this endless fall has started. Aizen's chocolate brown eyes search for the speaker but his world was still covered in darkness, so he instead called out to the person but no words seemed to escape his mouth.

"You want something Aizen, I can feel it... we can feel it."

Aizen clenches his jaws tight. Was the voice mocking him? What did he want!? What could he possibly have in this empty black void? He wanted to speak, wanted to yell but couldn't. Shit, was he losing his mind then? Has he been stuck in this darkness longer than he thinks?

"You don't need your words to tell me what you want. I will always know what my master's desires are, even if I was to reject him."

With those final words, his eyes widen. He finally understood whose voice he was hearing. As a bright light shines through the dark world, Aizen looks towards it and realizes that he's looking down to his chest, to a small purple orb. The Hōgyoku! It still sees him as his master!

"What do you desire?"

Desire? Can the Hōgyoku still grant what he wants?... What does he desire? It did say he desires something, right? But what is it? What does he want in this lost world now? What could he possibly wish for here? Or maybe, not here? What he wants can't be obtained in this tainted present or lamented future. His only remaining chance at fixing everything and getting what he wants lays in the distant past. He closes his eyes, not like he knew if they were close or not, and he thought about the wish.

"It's done."

Aizen could feel the way he was falling down faster, he could hear the rushing air pick-up speed. He could feel the air on his skin now, he could take a breath and felt his lungs refill with a strong burned sensation and when he opens his eyes again, the first thing he saw was a wooden desk... that he bumps his forehead with. He uncharacteristically yelps before once again falling, this time from the chair he was sitting on.

"Is everything okay, Captain Aizen!"

His eyes widen as he heard his ex-Lieutenant burst through the door. The girl looking much younger than he remembers. He watches as Momo walked around the desk and help him up, a concerned look on her petite face.

"You need to stop working so hard, Captain Aizen, I know you like keeping the 5th Division running properly but that much work is too much for only one man. No offense, sir." Picking up papers that fell down with her Captain, Momo spotted his glasses. "Maybe you should go home and rest." Her concern deepen as Captain Aizen slowly and almost too carefully put back his glasses. "Are you okay? Do you need me to escort you to the 4th Divison?"

He only looks at her for a second before finally looking around his new surroundings or should he say, his old surroundings. He was at his Captain's office, at Soul Society, inside the Gotei 13. "I'm umm, fine... Lieutenant Hinamori. No need to take me over to Captain Unohana." He lies through the arts that he perfected. With a smile, while standing up, he says, "Guess you're right though, maybe I should go home and rest." Before leaving his office, he decided to ask the girl a question. "I know this may sound like an odd question, but, I seemed to have hit my head harden that I thought and so I seemed to have forgotten today's date."

"Ah, it's July the 25th," Momo replied but she could still see that her Captain was waiting for more.

"And the year?"

"...1986." She was able to catch a quick glimpse as his eyes widen with shock before returning back to normal. "Captain Aizen, are you sure you're okay, we can always go to Captain Unohana if you're not feeling alright." She walks in closer, trying to grab a hold of his forearm before he gently pulled it away.

"No, everything is fine. I'll simply go home and rest, Lieutenant Hinamori." As he left his office and walked down through the halls of his old Division, Aizen wonders if the Hōgyoku truly granted his wish. Maybe what he heard was the voice of Yhwach trying to trick him? Or perhaps get a kick at toying him with possible illusions. Or maybe not, at every hallway, he could see his subordinates vow at him before moving on with their current duties... If this was all a trick from the Quincy Monarch then the man gots strange ways of toying with people.

As he exited out from the front entrance, Aizen took a moment to turn around and stare at the unyielding building that he has been commanding for what he assumes has been 83 years by this point in the timeline.

By this point in the timeline...

There was a bit of doubt in his mind that his wish has been granted, but, there are some ways to see if this is truly the past or an illusion. For one, he can't seem to feel the Hōgyoku in him anymore or even hear its voice now. Either that means there was never any voice or it could be possible that if this was really the past, then he hasn't merged with the orb just yet. 'But just to be sure.' Aizen ran a hand across his chest to feel the orb but nothing. 'So I haven't fused with the Hōgyoku yet.' So those little check-ups only confirm a possible time travel truth. But, what if this is all a trick by the Quincy Monarch? He thought about a possible way this could be true or false.

Aizen closes his eyes and focuses in finding a very specific individual's Reiatsu, and as he found it, a quick and unnoticeable shock was replaced by a small, yet, cruel smile on his lips.

Kira Izuru peak inside his Captain's office to see the silver-haired man reading one of his latest reports... backward... and flip upside down... "Captain Ichimaru, you have a guest."

"A guest?" Gin threw the papers aside. "Oh, I do hope it's Rangiku!"

The blonded-emo sweatdropped as he looks towards Captain Aizen. "No sir, it's not Lieutenant Matsumoto. It's actually Captain Aizen." He looks back inside to see Gin lose his playfulness at the mention of Aizen's name.

"Well, let's not keep him waitin' then." Gin watched as his 2nd seat left his sight and the 5th Divison Captain walked in and took a seat in front of his desk. "Captain Aizen, should I feel worried about the fact that you decided to see me outside our usual meet-up schedule?" He teases Aizen with the man's unusual 'tea-time'. "Sorry I don't have any tea for ya since I wasn't expecting you."

"That's fine Gin, I only came to tell you about our new agenda," Aizen said.

The 3rd Division Captain's ever-present mocking smile falters a bit. "What's the sudden change about?"

"We're going to start recruiting for the Espadas."

More of Gin's smile drop. "Already? I thought ya wanted to wait a bit longer for that. Didn't you say that we needed the other Hōgyoku?"

Aizen's smile turned crooked and he leans forward. "Don't worry about that, I already know where it's at, so no need to delay our plans anymore."

"My, Captain Aizen, is not like you to rush your plans, you're always so cautious about everythin' and waitin' for the perfect opportunity," Gin smiles returned "Like a snake. Guess I'm rubbing off on you."

Leaning his head more downward, Aizen hides a scowl from Gin. "You're truly are a snake, Gin. You could've easily known it was me if you sense my Reiatsu." He stood up and started heading out. "I will tell Kaname about our change in plan," Just as he was at the doorway, he turns around and says, "It's a bit ironic that you would call me a snake. Gin, which sort of snake are you. Do you construct your prey to death or do you let the poison in your fang do all the work."

Gin stares at the retrieving form of Aizen's, even after the man had closed the door behind him, the 3rd Division Captain was still staring. His eyes were slightly open to reveal his blue eyes, surprise painted in them. He found it a bit out of character for Aizen to call him a snake out of the blue but then for him to ask what kind of snake he was made him feel in danger. And it simply had to do with the fact that Aizen called him a poisonous snake... Snakes aren't poisonous, they're venomous... and then there was the way he simply said fang, that should've been a plural. Aizen isn't an idiot... Was it a slip-up or something? 'Could it be.' He looks down to his Zanpakutō and wonders if there was a possibility that Aizen has figured out his Bankai's true nature. He narrows down his eyes into slits again and frowns. "Looks like I gotta change my plans..."

Aizen's smile hasn't left his face as he exited out of the 3rd Division. 'So Gin is alive.' So now the only thing remaining is, what now? What can he do from this restart? 'But why did I travel back in time to 17 years ago.' He was sure he desire to start from the beginning. Right where he could be sure to set everything right. Now that he knew how to properly create Arrancars, he was hoping to start again at the night he Hollowfied the Visoreds, maybe then he would've done a better job and have them serve him.

His aimless wandering has set him towards the front of his Captain's residence. Is nothing of an extreme design. It's simply a Minka. Easily recognizable by the simple characteristic tatami mat flooring, sliding doors, and wooden engawa verandas. Another aspect of his humble home was the genkan entrance hall where his guest could remove their footwear. Even though he rarely has any guest visit him.

Removing his footwear, Aizen slides his hand across the smooth surface of the wall. When was the last time he actually used this home of his? Sliding a door to the left and seeing nothing complex but a spartan room, Aizen wonders why he never bothered decorating any of the rooms to his likeness? 'Because there was no point to do so. but,' He had plenty of time, besides leading the 5th Division, paperwork, recruiting the Espadas, and manipulating everyone and those are simple tasks. Perhaps the paperwork took most of his time but besides that, his hands were pretty much free. Opening another door, the 5th Division Captain walked outside to his backyard. A simple pond with the tsukubai water fountain was the only decoration he has outside.

He sighs and sits down on the engawa. He needs to think. Needs to understand what he can to do from this point in time. 'Alright, let's see here. By this point, Kaien Shiba is already dead. The Hōgyoku's incomplete. The Espadas are scattered all over Hueco Mundo, Las Noches hasn't even gone under construction.' There's also the Quincies that he needs to think about too, they're going to be a problem.

He frowns at another little problem as well. 'Gin.' What can he possibly do with the to-be-traitor? Kill him off? No, Gin can still be useful for him. Perhaps, try to understand why Gin tried to kill him? No, he doesn't want to lower himself down to a level where he needs to understand why Gin did what he did, doing something like that would make him look vulnerable in front of Gin's eyes and take it as an opportunity to kill him.

So what can he do? Possibly replace him with another Captain? The easiest one to convince to join his cause would be Kenpachi, as long as he gets to battle, the man will be happy but after the fighting is done and over with, can he still control a man like him? Perhaps maybe Kurotsuchi? It was hard to understand just who he 'follows' since even the mad scientist doesn't follow Center 46's laws. And those were the only two people he can think off, the rest of the Captains were simply too prideful of their position to betray the Gotei 13.

Lost in his thoughts, Aizen never realizes the moment the sun settle across the horizon to let the moon rise. As he finally became aware of the sudden darkness, the brunette settles his eyes on the quiet moon, silencing watching him. 'The moon...' He started off staring at earth's satellite with a dull look but with each passing seconds, his eyes slowly widen. He stood up and Flash-Step towards the 5th Divison.

Momo was happily finishing off the last bit of paperwork before her Captain appears out of nowhere, she jumps from the unexpected appearance. "Captain Aizen, you almost gave me a heart attack." She rests a hand over her beating heart and releases a long heavy breath. To her surprise Captain Aizen didn't apologize, something that she was expecting but instead, he hurried into his office. "Captain Aizen, is everything okay?" She follows him to his office to see him open a secret drawer underneath his desk, while she was a bit curious as to why her Captain would have a hidden drawer, she will ask about it some other time. "Cap-"

"Momo, dear, what year did you say this was?"

She couldn't help but find it hard to believe how excited her Captain sounded and the smile on his face was the one of a child who knew what he was getting for Christmas but was still trying to hide his excitement. What was her Captain excited about? "25th of July, 1986."

His eyes may be widened with shock but it didn't stop him from molding a smile on his lips. "Luietenant Hinamori, sorry for disturbing you. I'll be leaving now." As he left his office once again with a Shunpo and appeared inside his humble home, Aizen removes one of the floors mats and took out a cloak. As he puts it on, he opens a Senkaimon. He needs to go congratulate a happy family at Karakura Town.

The streetlights illuminate the dark streets Aizen slowly and calmly walked on. In no need of a rush to get to his destination when he could already see it. He could see the to-be-clinic still under construction and because of him, it'll never finish. He didn't even stop at the front door, a swift slash with his Zanpakutō did short work of it. However, with his actions been done at dead of night, the household residence woke-up as the pieces of the door echo like thunder when they hit the floor.

Isshin was the first of the two to react, he got off the bed and headed downstairs. "Hello? Anyone there?" Soon as his eyes saw the door cut clean, the back of his hairs stood up. 'What!? Could it be a Shinigami?!' Who could it possibly be?! Just as he turns around to get upstairs and warn Masaki, his body stops. He flexes his muscles, trying to command them to move but they wouldn't respond. An unimagine pain that he was feeling was center right at his throat. He looks down to see a knife planted there. He couldn't even see who did it. 'Why...' As sleep was taking back his conscious, this time into an eternal slumber, Isshin last thoughts went to his barely born son. 'Ichigo...'

Aizen walks pass Isshin's body as it fell. Slowly walking up the stairs, halfway through them, he saw Masaki standing on top. He was sure she sees him so he couldn't help but smirk as he walks past her. "I thank you, Masaki, for giving me the perfect tool." He didn't even turn around to see her dying from Soul Suicide. Since he killed Isshin first, the one keeping her alive, it was only natural she die the moment he did. Which each step he took the sound of wailing reaches his ears, almost as if Ichigo just knew what had happened. He turns the doorknob and walks inside the Kurosaki's bedroom to see a crib next to a bed. He looks over it to see a barely born Kurosaki Ichigo.

The baby's wailing wasn't bothering his ears or his thoughts and his chocolate orb's gleam with a shine. 'So young, no sort of talent, no Shinigami's powers.' His smile turned wicked. 'You don't even know what's right from wrong, good or bad... the truth or a lie.' Yes, this is why the Hōgyoku must've sent him here, at this time! Kurosaki Ichigo has just become his tool, the perfect sword. 'No, Ichigo is too good to just be one of my swords. The boy is better at protecting than attacking.' Ichigo has become his shield, an impenetrable shield that he will be sure to forge himself this time by involving himself into the child's life. And then, it came to him a way to get rid of one of his future problems. 'If I can help you grow, you will be the one to take Gin's place.' He moves a strain of the child's orange hair. "Is time to forge a new future for you, Ichigo... Aizen Ichigo."

-X-

So that's that. Was it any good? Perhaps a bit unpredictable when it came to a Time travel fic? Most of the TTFic always have Ichigo go back in time and such so I decided to put a twist and actually have Aizen travel back in time.

Hmm, that's right, at the Bleach fandom site, I notice that Yamamoto's death was revealed to be at the year 2003, the same thing was added to Retsu so I sort of went of by that time.

What else... ah yes, so in this fic Aizen's goals are more set at a 'noble-cause' level. I always thought it was stupid how Aizen wanted to kill the Soul King without any sort of reason (though there seemed to have been one, however, we were never revealed about it), and no I'm not going to believe the crap that Aizen lost the war on purpose so that he would be seal away or that Aizen was just looking for an equal. That was honestly just dumb. Also, while Aizen's views would still be proclaimed to be 'evil' in the eyes of Gotei 13, there will be a bit more 'kind' view the Arrancar's eyes. Yes, this means Aizen will turn a leaf and be a good guy in this story but that won't happen instantly. So don't worry if Aizen's just decides to be good in like a chapter or 2. If there's something I'll do right is make sure he has the right Character Development. So that probably won't happen in like 10 or something chapters lol.

Also, Aizen gonna play Papa with Ichigo :D

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