AN: This is the first time I have published anything...anywhere and as such am still learning how this whole thing works, so don't get offended if I don't respond. This is probably going to be a fairly long story, and the pairings are up in the air so suggestions are welcome (except Ichigo/Rukia, this pairing irks me to no end). This also won't follow the manga as I was not to pleased with the final battle, It definitely needed Ichigo whoopin' some ass in his final Hollow form!
Warnings: contains bloodshed, violence, and possible foul language...subject to additional warning
Disclaimer: I, in no way shape or form, own or are affiliated with Bleach or it's characters. They are the sole property of Tite Kubo
Chapter One: Plans of Sacrifice
Nothing had gone to plan. The Gotei 13's forces were decimated, and the Vaizards weren't faring any better. Even though every single person was a warrior prepared to give up there lives by continuing to fight, Ichigo was determined that it wouldn't come to that. He could wait no longer, it had to be done now. He cornered the captain most likely to not question his idea.
"Unohana-san, I need you to return to Hueco Mundo and prepare to evacuate everyone when the time is right." Ichigo stated numbly. He figured he might as well reign in his emotions, seeing as he soon wouldn't have any.
Unohana's first reflex was to question the boy next to her. And that was exactly what he was to her, a boy of fifteen conscripted into a war that he had no business fighting in simply because he had raw power. But as soon as she caught a glimpse of his eyes, her retort died on her lips, His eyes told her many things, the first was that he had seen far too much for his short life (or death as it were), they were the eyes of someone much older than fifteen, the eyes of a warrior, the eyes of someone fixing to do something difficult because there was no one else to do so, and finally his eyes spoke of his tenuous grip on some indescribable power threatening to unleash itself on it's foe and take with it the sanity of it's host. She could only reply with a meek "yes Kurosaki-san, if that is what you truly wish". When he didn't respond she took that as a yes and sped off back into the garganta.
Ichigo watched the captain commander fall to Aizen's sword, his own hand shaking, not from fear, but from trying to contain his madness. He saw his father, Youruichi and Urahara enter the fray, showing no surprise when he realized Isshin Had been lying to him all these years. He didn't react when the very people who had looked at him as a savior when he returned, now chided him for his inaction. They didn't realize that he couldn't fight, that it was not yet the right time. Finally after he knew that his father was too injured to follow, did he approach, He held his hand up when Isshin opened his mouth, forestalling anything he could have said. The time for explanations was passed. "Dad I need you to not talk and just listen. There are a few things that I need you to promise me before I end this. First I need you to promise not to interfere no matter what." He waited for his father's hesitant acknowledgement. "Finally I need you to promise to tell my sisters that this was the only way, and that I love them very much. Tell Karin not to lock away her emotions anymore than she already has, tell her that it's ok to cry, it's not a sign of weakness. Tell Yuzu to be strong for me, and that no matter what to not hide behind housework. Promise me to protect them when I can't and for the love of all that is holy to never put up a poster of me." Ichigo was wearing a bittersweet smile that didn't reach his eyes that shined with unshed tears. "Ichigo, this sounds like a goodbye speech.", Isshin said in a joking manner. Ichigo turned his back on him and replied, "that's because it is." Slowly realizing exactly what his son intended to do he began to pled with him. "Please son, there is anther way, there has to be another way." "Goat-face, there is no other way, you know that." "Then let one of the captains do it, hell the Captain Commander can do it, anyone but you." Isshin was openly weeping and as such barely caught Ichigo's answer. "I'm living on borrowed time as it is, I'm not strong enough to hold him back anymore, if they seal Hueco Mundo, I can finally let go, there is no doubt in my mind that my hollow is strong enough to take out Aizen. The only problem is that I won't be able to return. So please promise me, I have not made this decision lightly, hell I'm only fifteen, but I am willing to make the sacrifice." "Ichigo-", his father began to protest. "PROMISE ME!" Ichigo yelled. "Fine, I promise" Isshin replied defeated. "Just know that I love you very much and am so proud of you." With that his father collapsed into a ball of grief while Ichigo sped towards Aizen, sclera turning coal black and irises blazing a sick yellow. He slammed his hand into the former captains face while simultaneously opening the garganta, leading them to their destiny.