I do not own BLEACH, nor Aizen, though I very much hope I did, or at least his Zanpakutou. Oh, of course I do not own the other characters as well. The only thing I own here is my OC Aki-chan. The rest goes to Kubo Tite, the guy who kind of broke my brain.
Hi guys! This is my first time writing a fanfiction. I've been reading many Aizen themed fanfiction, but each one of them never fails to be about Aizen capturing a female to his kingdom and torturing people. I thought it would be great to twist that a little and not make Aizen so evil as if he started planning it ever since he was born. Although Kubo Tite seems to be doing that. Ha-ha!
English is not my first language so, I'm not anywhere near good when I'm writing with it. I still do my grammar and spelling check many times before posting, but I believe they will still be full of mistakes. Please pardon that. And I'm in the middle of an important project, so while I wish to get my idea of this story out, I can't fully concentrate on planning it too well.
I hope you'll enjoy this. Do rate and review so I'll be able to know where I did well or where I need improvements. Thanks!
I'll first introduce you to Sakamoto Chiaki, the main character in this story. Her intro is split into different parts, so you could read where you are interested, or skip into the main story altogether.
Name: Sakamoto Chiaki (坂本血秋)
Sakamoto Chiaki is a young lady with dark red hair. Born into the minor noble family of the Sakamoto, red haired Chiaki has been labeled as the cursed one since birth. Her mother died due to huge loss of blood when giving birth to her, and on top of that, her red hair is not a thing that should occur in the Sakamoto family. A cursed child, born in the gloomy, depressing season of autumn, to kill and to create bloodshed. That is how she was labeled since young. Raised restricted in the family without much freedom, Chiaki, with the help of her senior Ukitake Juushirou made up her mind to change her life by joining the Spiritual Arts Academy.
Zanpakutou: Ninjouhime (刃傷姫) – Princess of Bloodshed
Release command: Shimiru, Ninjouhime (染みる、刃傷姫) – Stain, Princess of Bloodshed
A common understanding is to stain, but "Shimiru" could also mean to pierce, or simply to sting or infect a wound much further. Ninjouhime appears to be a normal silver katana except with a blood red core on the blade. Its hilt is a mixture of red and black diagonal stripes and has rings of circles as the guard, much like a ripple. Protecting the sword when in unreleased form is a normal red sheath.
Upon released, Ninjouhime does not undergo much changes in size or shape, but the blood red core of its blade glows as if it is angry. When swing against opponent, red colored spiritual energy is sent against the opponent upon its owner command. This form of energy sent out resembles Kurosaki Ichigo's Getsuga Tenshou. Special spiritual energy can be released upon request by its owner. In this form, instead of cutting, this special spiritual energy of Ninjouhime stains the opponent like blood and slowly dissolves anything that comes in contact.
Abilities summary: Kidou master (able to cast high level Kidou without incantation), Shunpo specialist (high speed), but only has medium level of swordsmanship due to her preference to use Kidou.
Role: Current Head of Kidou Department in the Spiritual Arts Academy. Also act as a Kidou Instructor in the academy.
(All thoughts of the characters are in 'this is thinking' this single inverted comma and italic format.)
Petals rain.
The sky-colored rain,
fresh from the sky.
The full bloom flower,
fresh in early Spring.
They are so far yet so near.
But they are not true, even if they are so beautiful.
Hence it is alright to gently close your eyes and sleep,
because you are not going to miss anything.
Chapter 1 – The sky-colored rain.
Cries of many tiny hollows pierce through the tense atmosphere surrounding the barren field in a split second and ended. As the giant black box made up of strong energy disperses, students gasp at the sight of the hollows they had a hard time dealing with whole afternoon, died within just a four words command. "Hadou Ninety, Black Coffin." Everything went quiet, except for the sound of raindrops hitting the trees and ground.
Raindrops that falls directly from the sky. Raindrops that look like they are blue, just like the sky.
And then there were the rattling sound of the cherry blossom trees surrounding them. Light pink petals flying around due to the large pressure the spell caused.
Cherry blossoms. Petals rain of the Somei Yoshino. It is already mid-Spring.
Chiaki sigh as she peels her gaze off the flying petals. "For the sake of God, even though that position is currently vacant as proclaimed the betrayer I heard, could you guys please try harder instead of getting your ass kicked?" Chiaki wipes a bunch of drenched hair away from her face and look at her students, wounded and sprawled all over the field. Chiaki loves the rain. That she had to admit. But not when there is mud splashing around and hollows squeaking away. Why does the real world's mud feel so… clingy and disgusting? Aren't all mud the same? And there was someone watching them. Who, she's not sure. But Chiaki knows that someone is watching them.
Or just, her.
All she wants now is to get in the bath and have her dinner.
She turns and prepares to leave. "Get up and let's head back to get those wounds treated guys. They aren't gonna get better in the rain. C'mon c'mon c'mon! Don't be such slowpokes."
"Sa-Sakamoto Sensei! Thank you for your help!" some students ran and catch up with her, thanking Chiaki for saving their lives.
"It's nothing, really. I just wanted to save the trouble of typing fourteen casualties report yannoe."
"I-I.. see… B-But.."
"Hah! Just jokin'!" Chiaki says as she smacks one of the student's head, "Let's go! The gate has been opened and Shunpo test starts now! Last to reach the Fourth Division barracks will clean everyone's uniform!"
With that, Chiaki sped off back to Soul Society with her high speed Shunpo, leaving the students stunned. "Sa-Sakamoto Sensei! Wait up!", some students regained their senses and sped off after their red-headed teacher.
"Argh, she and her impromptu exercises."
"Like we needed that bitch to help us, really"
"And moreover she used such dirty tricks! Hadou Ninety! Isn't that the favorite of the traitor… Aizen?"
As expected, Chiaki arrive at the Fourth barracks first. Much, much earlier than the students could be.
The infirmary of the Fourth Division, how she dreaded this place. As if she hadn't stayed here long enough. The smell, the look, the people, the sound, the atmosphere. Everything here just gives her the creeps, as well as an unwanted sadness and memory she prays to get rid of quickly.
As she enters further into the infirmary sector, a figure dressed up with a straw hat and pink, loud Haori spotted and approached her. "Yo! Aki-chan, whatcha doing at the Fourth barracks? And although you do look sexy being in a wet uniform…"
"Sorry dude but I'm busy he-", Chiaki turn towards the voice and paused when she realized who it belongs to. "Oh Kyouraku-taichou! Good afternoon! My students got wounded in a minor battlefield training in the real world, so I told them to get themselves treated here."
"I see… but really, the poor students are wounded and you make them get here by themselves? How cruel!"
"I'll take that as a compliment, Kyouraku-taichou," Chiaki laughs, "Anyway, why are you here though? Sick from too much sake?"
"As if I'll ever be sick of that Godly liquid!" Kyouraku says as he pulls out a small bottle of said drink out of his sleeves and slightly swings it from side to side, "Ukitake is here for his routine check-up, I'm just following around, anything is better than staying in the office and drowning in paperwork."
"That!" Chiaki raise a finger and points at the captain, "I approve!" she laughs again.
Kyouraku Shunsui is probably the best person she could talk comfortably and openly to amongst the high ranks of Gotei 13. And the few people she allows to call her by the nickname Aki. Another being Kyouraku's best friend, Ukitake Juushirou, Chiaki nods lightly in approval to the image of that tall, pale, white hair yet always kind figure in her mind. They are probably the two people Chiaki respects the most in Soul Society, even though Chiaki has decided that they too, need not know of the truth 150 years ago, especially the frail Ukitake.
Right on time, said tall figure approaches the pair. "Aki, you should dry yourself before you catch a cold! And Kyouraku! Stop staring at her drenched clothes and stop teaching potential captains the wrong things!"
"It's okay Ukitake-taichou, Kyouraku-taichou was just joking... I hope." She looks at Kyouraku and flashes a knowing smile. "And please, I really do not deserve the title of potential captain candidate."
"Why of course you are Aki-chan! You have what it takes to become a good captain, everybody knows it."
"I agree with Kyouraku on this, Aki. Though I prefer that you would allow yourself to recuperate further to avoid straining your body too much. But please, give the offer another chance."
"Maa Taichou! How are you feeling anyway", Chiaki tries to change the subject.
"Aki…", Ukitake looks at Chiaki, this time in a serious manner.
Just then, a group of students rushes in, searching for a familiar red-headed lady.
"Se-Sensei! Sa-Sakamoto Sensei! We-We're here!", the students stumble forward, out of breath.
"My, my, you guys, such a short distance and you guys are already in this pitiful state. Now where are your manners, stand straight and greet Ukitake-taichou and Kyouraku-taichou!"
At the mention of the captains' names, the students look up; shock, as they quickly bow down. "Good afternoon Ukitake-taichou! Kyouraku-taichou!"
"Yo!", Kyouraku reply, as he tilt his straw hat slightly.
"Good afternoon guys, well done for your training. I guess we'll take our leave now, work hard and good luck from now on!", Ukitake smile, as some of the girls blush, while the guys look up at him with admiring eyes.
"Thank you Taichou!", the students bow again.
"I'll see you around Ukitake-taichou, Kyouraku-taichou.", Chiaki bow down slightly as well. "Let's go guys! Enough of the admiring." Chiaki clap her hands to catch her students' attention, "By the way, who was last?"
Dark.
Cold.
Colorless.
A typical fine weather you'll find in Hueco Mundo.
If only it would rain…
Aizen Sousuke is away from his throne in Las Noches. Sitting around and bossing people too much isn't doing him and his body any good. Holding onto his dear Zanpakutou, he wonders if Kyouka Suigetsu is deceiving him as well. Because he must admit that his plans are working too well and too smoothly.
…Or maybe not.
At least not completely, as Ulquiorra Cifer approaches him and whisper him a message. A message shocking enough to make Aizen Sousuke eyes wide for a split second.
"I see Ulquiorra." Aizen sheaths Kyouka Suigetsu and smile. "Thank you for your hard work. I guess I'll need to head back to Las Noches and inform Syazel that one of his … medical prescriptions has failed on me."
I hope you had enjoyed this. Do rate and review so I'll be able to know where I did well or where I need improvements. That includes alighment etc. This is my very first time afterall, I've yet to get the hang of this site. Thanks!