AN- Hey there everyone, it's been like a year and a half since I've written anything, so please bare with me.
Disclaimer- I do not own Bleach. If I did many people would have been dating long ago.
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Greater Fears
It had taken him years of planning and centuries of work, but Sasuke Aizen had become the most powerful man known to Soul Society.
A threat to his old life and a deity to his now one.
Aizen had become a God. In the eyes of the Arrincar that would now and forever serve beneath him, he was their creator and master. The King of Hueco Mondo.
Nearly all feared him, the threat of losing their lives keeping tongs from lashing out.
His word was law.
His commands were final.
All wished to please him, to be favoured by him and find sanctuary from his wrath in the warmth of his grace.
"Oh, Aizen-sama you seem board." But there would only ever be one to know the feeling of true security.
"Do I?"
"Yes you do." Gin Ichimaru, his left hand man, would forever hold this position.
"Then would you care to entertain me?"
"Certainly." The fox giggled deep in his throat and sashay his way across the floor, body swaying ever so dangerously, so seductively. Like a poisoned wine. To sample even the slightest of taste would mean nothing but death.
Because Gin belonged to Aizen, and Aizen never shared.
He draped his arms to rest about his masters shoulders, seating himself on his lap.
Aizen had chosen Gin to be the exception to every rule.
Enthralled by the slender boy he had discovered smothered in blood Gin had been chosen the day they had met.
" I think you look much more entertained now." The fox purred.
The leader only smiled, resting an arm around his trophy. "Perhaps that's because I now have something beautiful to look at."
"You think I'm beautiful?"
"Of course." Lips met in a chaste kiss.
There was never pain in his world, never loss or despair. He was under Aizen's protection.
The Arrancar saw it. They all knew it even if their lord and master didn't. They could see the danger, as it smiled down upon them with those mocking eyes and fox like face.
There would always be an evil greater then their King, a master above that of their God.
"That's not what our prisoner told me. He said that I was like a manatee, said I should've been gutted as a child and left for the birds." He almost looked hurt, remembering the words.
"A manatee." He smiled. "I suppose in a way you are. Deceiving all of Sole Society with your beautiful smile, only to be grinning for blood. You were the voice that lead them all to the rocks."
"And you were the monster waiting there." He frowned. "But still. They hurt my feelings."
"Shall I kill them for you?"
"Yes please!"
The one who could control him.
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AN- I found this story just lying in my writing folder and decided to give it a read. It was pretty good and I figured that I mine as well finish it up, (It just needed a good close). Hopefully I did well with it. If I did then chances are I'll write a bit more. Otherwise, just ignore me and slowly but surly I'll disappear from the face of the earth once more. :3
