Well hello… this is kinda my first fanfic…and it's not even a fanfic.

I don't own bleach or the characters… and I don't own this story either. This story is actually from a doujinshi book made by Kitamura Koume and this story is from the book "Suifuyu"

I just wanted to make it into a fanfic… and if it's okay then I'm happy^^

And to all who love AizenxGin… You have to read it. Kitamura Koume is fantastic and has made so many good AizenxGin doujinshi books.

Thank you KK.

Well….enjoy^^ and please comment.

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"I am aware, you know. That your eyes are… an extremely beautiful color of jade."

Gin looked up and saw Aizen Sousuke stand next to him. Standing under the blooming sakura-tree in one of the academies gardens. Gin did´t say anything. He knew what Aizen wanted since he had come without his taichou jacked on.

Aizen took a step towards him. "It appears that reading depressing works of literature does little to impress you"

Gin lowered the book he was reading.

He liked reading books. It was relaxing. Rangiku had also been teasing him about it. But it was the only thing that really calmed him down. It was not like he had anything else to do. The life at the academy was easy but boring.

Until Aizen showed up.

"It seems like such a waste…" Aizen took another step towards Gin "… to lose your eyesight when you were born with such beautiful eyes."

Aizen smiled warmly "Well, hello there." Gin noticed that Aizen did´t have his glasses on.

Gin looked down at the pages without really seeing it. "Not really. I hardly think yer affected by the loss"

"What?"

"My eyes…" Gin did´t look up. "Ev´ryone jus´ assumes I can't see."

"Not at all. It is of utmost importance to me" Gin looked up in surprise and saw Aizen sitting in front of him. Smiling and relaxed with his hands folded.

"By the way…" Aizen lifted his hand and showed Gin a package "Here. I brought you something today. It's the book you said you always wanted to read. I heard it's out of print, but I managed to come across a copy."

Gins eyes were open in shock and misbelieve. What was going on?

"But not just the book. I've also brought a kimono. Custom-made for you." He began opening the packaged "I would like for you to accept this gift without hesitation"

"Ya didn't hafta, y´know." Gin bowed his head so Aizen couldn't see the confusion in his eyes "How many times do I gotta tell ya before ya get it? I dun need anythin´ like that!"

Aizen almost laughed "You should not act with such reservation at your age. I'm sure someone like you would rather have a private collection than read books from a public library. And you could use a nice custom-tailored kimono for your days off."

Gin still looked down. Why? Why did Aizen do such thing? What was so special about him?

He clenched his fist.

"I guess… I guess it´d be difficult t´say that I lived a privileged life. Considerin´ I came from one of the poorest areas of Rukongai. An´ it dun´ make me happy ta hafta admit I'm from such weak an´ pathetic beginnin´s"

That was the truth. He hated it. He hated to look back and see the weak boy he once had been. He hated it.

Aizen smile disappeared for a moment. He looked down with a sad look in his eyes. Gin thought it seemed fake for a second.

"Now I've done it. I never intended to sound as if I thought you were pathetic" Aizen´s sad smile looked almost disappointed "I just wanted to make you happy."

"Why me?" Gins mouth was dry "From the first time I met ya, ya seemed ta really like me er somethin´. Why? Since our first meetin´, we've only exchanged a few words…"

"It's quality, not quantity." Interrupted Aizen "In life, we must take a moment to establish our priorities." Aizen was now playing with a stone from the dusty ground. Smiling but still concentrated on the younger boy.

"In death as well" Aizen closed his eyes and let the stone slid out of his fingers "and faith" the stone hid the ground with a dash "and love."

Aizen opened his eyes slowly and Gin froze. There was something different about them. Suddenly they were cold and hard.

Aizen´s right hand reached slowly out to grab Gin left ankle. Slowly and steady. Like a snake ready to strike. And Gin couldn't do anything. His body could not move. He could only watch as the hand came nearer and nearer. He felt a single drop of sweat running down his neck.

Ding, ding.

Aizen´s hand flew back and he looked up with a disappointed expression on his face "Well, that's the bell. I guess afternoon classes are about to start." Aizen slowly stood up and made a little nod fat Gin. "I'm sorry to leave you, but I must return to my division"

Gin, who still couldn't move a muscle was still looking down.

"I seem to have offended you with my gift." Aizen bowed down and grabbed the small package he had brougth. "So I will take it back quietly."

Aizen turned and began walking away. After a few steps he looked back, "I'll be going. See you when our paths cross once again" and within a second was he gone.

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It was like Gin was free from a binding spell. Suddenly he felt how his whole body became weak but at least he could move now. His mouth was dry and he snapped for air. He hesitated for a moment then he grabbed around his own ankle. What was Aizen doing before? Why had he reached out for him like that?

He felt so exhausted. All his powers were gone and he felt so tired. It was like he hadn't slept in weeks. Still holding his ankle with one hand he rested his head on the other arm.

"What… the heck?" that guy…Aizen Sousuke. Gin remembered the first time he met him. He came one day to observe the academy as a taichou in the Gotei 13.

As the head of the class, Gin was given the opportunity to meet Aizen and introduce himself to him. That was all it was supposed to have been. They had exchanged greetings and formalities.

And ever since then, Aizen had come to visit him from time to time. Without the number on his back, as a civilian… not a taichou. He comes to se Gin in school when he is alone, usually appearing out of thin air to make small talk before disappearing again.

Or sometimes he will jokingly bring these ´presents´ again and again.

But to say exactly what his intentions were after being on the receiving end of all those weird gestures... Gin still couldn't really put a finger on it.

I really… like you.

I am eventually thinking of… recruiting you for my division.

Saying those kinds of things to him all the time. Then approaching Gin as a representative authority figure of the Gotei 13 simply on the basis that Ichimaru Gin's abilities are of certain interest to him.

Gin got the feeling that more than anything it's just going way too far, way to fast.

Those usually calm and gentle eyes sometimes felt like they are boring through your soul. Somehow you can see the madness in the color; what the heck is that?

The persistence and urgency in its stare.

Dang Gin shook his head what the heck! So creepy… If he gets any closer ta me. I have a feeling´ things´re gonna take a turn fer the worst…

Even so… avoidin´`im completely prolly won't do me too much good, either.

I look forward ta the day… when he's grown tired… of my existence.

TBC

Thank you for reading. The next chapter will come soon… hope you liked it^^