Declaimer: I own neither Code Geass nor Bleach

Hello everyone, this is a fic I've been working on in my spare time.

It features Lelouch as the protagonist and follows his story after he dies in Zero Requiem. Timeline wise this fic is placed post R2 in Code Geass and well before the first episode in Bleach. In this world Ichigo and his friends will grow up in a newly liberated Japan and the Code Geass main characters will age accordingly.

Chapter 1: The End and the Beginning

Lelouch vi Britannia was dying, his world fading away into nothingness. At first there had been pain, reducing his entire world to the gaping wound in his chest where he knew his own blade had pierced him. He never felt his precious blood gushing out of the wound to stain his white robes, he never felt his feet collapsing under him and causing his body to slide to the bottom of the Royal Float. But in a few scant seconds even the pain had begun to fade. He barely felt the hand griping his, could barely see the outline of the figure leaning over him.

"Oni-sama"

Nuanally.

Even as he drew in his last breaths through ruined lungs, Lelouch tried to force his lips to work once more, to speak his last farewell to her, to say that he was sorry for everything he put her through.

"So, everything you did was..."

She knew. Somehow she knew why he had done all this. And she understood. That alone was enough for him to die in peace.

"Oni-Sama I love you!"

The dying emperors lips curved into a smile.

"Yes, I destroy worlds...create...worlds"

He was still smiling as his world faded away.

For an infinite moment he floated in a void of absolute blackness. There was no sound, no sight no feeling. Even thoughts were absent from this place that was no place.

Then, after an eternity had passed, there was a tiny pinpoint of light. Far away but growing larger by the second. Or was it that the light never changed and it was he who was moving towards it? He couldn't tell. He could only watch enthralled as the light grew until it was blindingly brilliant and he was swallowed up in it.

When Lelouch regained his senses again he found himself laying on his back on a hard surface and staring at a cloudless blue sky, the unintelligible roaring of a crowd of people was ringing in his ears.

He pulled himself to his feet and stared around him. He was now standing at the bottom of the royal float he had so recently traveled in.

All around him, chaos reigned. The people, both Britannian and Japanese, were mobbing his Imperial guardsmen, who were in full retreat. His half sister Cornelia was leading her little band of rebels to free the prisoners. And through all this madness the chanting of the crowd.

"Zero, Zero, Zero, Zero!"

Almost inevitably his eyes were drawn to the top of the Royal Float.

There he stood, Zero, the champion of justice, as still as a statue, bloody sword in hand.

Lelouch felt his eyes become fixated on that weapon, and almost as if his eyes were being moved by someone else, felt his gaze travel down the dripping sword and follow the trail of blood leading down the the float and ending at...

Lelouch stumbled backwards in shock.

Lelouch vi Britannia had seen many things in his time that would break the mind of a lesser man, from the Thought Elevator to the Massacre at the SAD, and he was not one to be easily rattled. But seeing his own dead body was enough to send even him into a panic. He quickly backed away as fast as he could from the sight of Nuanally holding onto his lifeless form and sobbing hysterically, blindly continuing until he stepped on his own robes and ended up falling on his back.

It took a while for Lelouch to regain his equilibrium and take stock of his surroundings again.

He noticed that he was still wearing his royal robes, but they were free of the blood that soaked the robes of his...corpse. The gaping wound in his chest was gone too. In its place was a very odd contraption. A square metal plate to which was attached a long metal chain that came down to his feet and draged along the ground as he walked. Another thing he noticed was that even though he was still surrounded by a sizable crowd, none of them took any notice of him and he could not interact with them in anyway. All attempts to touch a physical object or person ended in failure. With his hand bouncing back as if he hit an invisible barrier.

From all this Lelouch concluded that he was indeed dead, and this was the afterlife. It certainly wasn't what he had expected an afterlife to be like, and he had absolutely no idea what to do with himself now that he was a... ghost? Spirit?. Was he supposed to spend the rest of eternity like this? Wandering the world and playing silent observer? Lelouch was dejectedly watching Cornelia and Kallen leading a still sobbing Nuanally away when he felt ...something. As there was something heavy pressing down on him, as if the air around him was getting thinner and was making it difficult to draw breath.

"Please don't be alarmed Lelouch-kun" a voice said from behind him.

Lelouch spun around in shock.

He really couldn't do with any more surprises today. After all he had just died, been confronted with his own corpse, and found himself stuck in a most unflattering afterlife. The universe apparently, was not taking his feelings into consideration. But then he was half sure that said universe spent its spare time making his life miserable. So why should the universe give up its favorite pass-time just because he was dead?

When Lelouch had recovered somewhat from his most recent shock he took stock of the man he now found himself facing. The man was very tall and looked to be in the prime in his life. He was wearing a black Japanese kimono under an antique style white haori open at the front. A pale green sash was tied around his waist and more importantly, the handle of a katana could be seen peeking from the sash. His face was, for lack of a better word, handsome, with square spectacles framing his eyes and wavy brown hair parted down the middle.

But it was not the mans eye catching appearance that Lelouch found to be his most noticeable feature. It was the sheer presence coming from the man. The only time Lelouch had felt a commanding aura like this was when he faced his late unlamented father, Charles. But the slight smile and friendly expression on the man made for a different effect than the 98th emperors.

Lelouch was still staring when the man spoke again.

"I know you must be confused and worried now Lelouch-kun" the man said in a friendly voice that was strangely soothing "Don't worry, I promise to explain your circumstances to you in detail"

The man bowed his head in greeting.

"I am Sosuke Aizen"

end of chapter1

There you have it. I got things moving from the very first chapter and plan on keeping things interesting for Lelouch. What do you think Aizen is planing for Lelouch? :p Also what do you think about the fic itself? Any comments and advice are welcome.

Thank you for reading.