I supose this could be considered sort of a part of The Night Series universe, but not really.

No one ever reviews, but I also hate putting things like 'please review' or threatening to get reviews. I really do like to get reviews though (I check daily for them and anytime I get on :p).

Oh, and this has slight shota in the first bit, since Gin was still young (like when they show him in the Pendulum to the Past arc. or in Ran's flashbacks. )

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Prologue:

The Prize He Found

"Smile like you did when you killed those people earlier." The lean boy with pale flesh, scarlet wide eyes and white hair with dried, crusted blood on the left side of his face looked up at the broad shouldered man hovering above him. The brown hair, brown eyed man had changed completely. He was soft, sweet and tender not five minutes before and now he had forced the boy down onto the thin futon and pinned his legs with his weight and tied his wrists together with his own sash. All the gentleness had escaped and a malice look replaced it in the man's face and eyes. Slowly the boys thoughts reeled and he forced his fear and anger down to give the man what he asked for; the long, narrow, eerie yet mocking smile, nearly ear to ear with his eyes going to thin slits. The man above approved and he chuckled. It wasn't the warm and inviting chuckle the boy had heard on their earlier outing. It was cold and mocking, just like the reiatsu tangling in and around the boys, squeezing and assaulting him. "Good little Kitten."

"Ple...Please don't hurt m-meh. I-I don't wanna' g-get hurt..." The boy softly begged with strain trying to keep the mask on. He didn't want to provoke the Fukutaicho above him, but also didn't want him to think that he enjoyed this. Or enjoyed pain. Brown eyes warmed and the gentle smile caressed the older man's face once more. He leaned down and kissed the boy's forehead. The action earned him a small gasp and a flinch from the boy below. He paused and than slipped his tongue out and tasted the boy from his hairline down to his chin and than back up to lick over his bottom lip, left to right. The boy faltered his face and opened his eyes. The hot smoldering tongue laced its way into the boy's inexperienced mouth. It demanded more than the boy could handle, leaving him lightheaded when it pulled out.

"I won't do anything too bad... Yet. You're still very young and I want you to grow well both physically and mentally, Kitten." The boy licked his lower lip, tasting the older man's essence. He heard the older man chuckle as he pulled away, getting up from the floor. He stood and looked around the boy's room. It was rather bare and simple. As was most homes of the higher Rukongai districts. There was two futons next to each other off center to the left a little and a small low table in the upper righthand corner with a thin un-lit paper lantern on it. The man smiled at the possibilities but dismissed them for simple tutoring and pleasure. He walked back over to the boy lying on his side now and and kneeled down in front of him on the side of the futon. "You'll smile that smile for me from now on, right, Kit?"

"Y-yes, Fukutaicho..." The boy forced the look again and nodded.

"You're disappointing me, Gin." Gin flinched again at the stern and cold voice in front of him. "You hesitated when you said 'yes'. You will smile that smile for me, correct, Kitten?"

"Yes, Fukutaicho."

"Good little Kitten." The older man petted the left side of the boy's face causing some of the crusted blood to crumble away from his cheek. His smile warmed again as he played with the younger man's bangs and eyelashes. "You enjoyed today, didn't you, Kit?"

"Yes, Fukutaicho." The boy's mask faltered as the mock smile turned into a more sincere one. The older man leaned down and gave a chaste kiss to the boy's parted lips.

"Call me Aizen, Kitten."

"Yes, Aizen-dono*."

" 'Dono' you say..?" Warm chuckles filled the room. Aizen leaned in close to Gin and locked his lips in a passionate kiss once again, the boy holding his own better this time. Gin pushed his thin muscled tongue into Aizen's mouth and tasted him from cheek to cheek. At first the boy thought he'd get repromended for being so bold but the man simply moved closer, letting Gin move in deeper. Heat pooled in Aizen's lower regions as Gin let out a throated moan, but he kept himself in check as not to scare the younger boy too much in one day. He pulled away as he took a deep breathe and than stood up once again. Gin whimpered a complaint but regretted it right away as Aizen took hold of his arm from under his pit and yanked him up with great force, putting him on his feet. "Balance on your own feet, Kit. There you go... Come, follow me."

"Yes, Aizen-dono." Gin obeyed and strode after Aizen, his tied hands in front of him and his blood stained golden kimono open and very revealing. Aizen had only seen glimpses of Gin's small one bedroom home after the first night they had met but remembered it all. He led Gin out of his room, down the hall and into the even smaller bathroom where a cracked tub, sink and toilet where. They were obviously old and in need of repairs which young little Gin couldn't afford. Aizen wanted to change that. Aizen found him to be good enough to train him and gave him just enough to get on his feet before he decided he was in fact worthy of being offered the chance for Gin to raise in ranks, attend school and become powerful enough to never starve again. Gin happily took up the offer and did exactly as Aizen instructed. He lured the men Aizen told him to to the place Aizen had deemed isolated enough, turned on his unexpecting companions, tanto drawn, blood spewing high as he savagely sliced at their throats at speed too fast for them to react to other than to let out cries of pain.

Aizen swirled around and pulled Gin close to his chest, embracing him tightly. Gin went wide eyed for a moment before closing them to slits once again when he was sure he wasn't going to get hurt. Tenderly the young boy brought his tied hands up Aizen's royal blue kimono front and tightly grasped at the collar near Aizen's neck.

"You did so very well out there, Kitten. I'm very proud of you for having done that without hesitation. I was concerned that you would back out and not do it, being so young and all. But you did very... very well."

"I want'd it... I want'd their blood... I want'd them 'ta disappear and I was the one to make that happen!" Gin cackled a bit before Aizen pulled his face up and kissed his lips gently. Quickly and with precise movements Aizen ripped off the golden kimono top, earning a moan from the boy below. Aizen carelessly tossed the shredded fabric onto the floor askew in favor of guiding the nude boy towards the tub. He sat down on the lidded toilet and seated Gin on his lap with his legs hanging off of the side of Aizen's legs. Aizen kissed Gin's blood stained temple as he reach forward slightly and began to fill the tub with water. He felt the water with the tips of his fingers until it was satisfactory and than he pulled back and placed his chin over Gin's head. Gin snuggled close to Aizen and started to kiss his neck softly. " 'Ya so nice 'ta meh... 'Ya kinda' scarey sometimes though..." Aizen pulled away and looked at Gin blankly. Gin gasped and swallowed. "I..! I-I didn't me-mean it like that! I-I jus-" Aizen kissed Gin fiercely, cutting him off. He stood after a moment holding onto Gin and placed him into the warm water in the tub, making the water shift and go up a few inches. Aizen pulled his arms from around Gin and turned off the flow of water. He took a small, round vial the size of his palm from his right sleeve and opened it with a 'pop' sound. Gin watched quietly and carefully through slitted eyes, trying to mentally cypher what it was. Aizen slowly brought it under Gin's nose and told him to breathe in. Gin did so and found the vial smelt strongly of lavender. Gin wondered vaguely if it were one of those aroma things but didn't ask, knowing he may have already been out of place by telling Aizen he thought him to be frightening at times. Aizen pulled it back to his own nose and inhaled deeply. He pulled it away as he slowly let out his breathe.

"This is pure lavender oil. It will help relax your body and soothe your head. It can also help you to sleep soundly tonight." As Aizen spoke he tipped the vial over the bath and poured it in. The room began to smell of lavender as the steam lifted and carried the aroma. Aizen pushed the small lid back into the vial and placed it into his right sleeve again. "Relax and settle into the bath, Kitten." Gin obeyed and slid into the water gently, only his face still above as he breathed more calmly. "There you go..." Aizen closed his eyes and inhaled again. "Mm... Do you you like the smell of lavender, Kitten?"

"Mm-hmm. It's interestin' and kinda' sweet, too." Gin had his eyes closed and his words were coming out slow and relaxed Aizen noted as he watched him. Aizen knew the boy was beginning to trust him fully and let him take over. Aizen very quietly got up and made his way out to the living room. He walked over to the chipped and scratched wooden low table in the middle and picked a green cloth-wrapped package off of it. He unraveled the cloth to reveal a small, blood stained, blue tanto. He rubbed his thumb idly across it and smiled at the memory of Gin being so cold yet eerily happy. He knew that the boy was perfect to train and keep as his one and only true ally. Gin was intelligent, agile, had quick reflexes, a rather cold intent and not to mention Aizen could already tell he was going to be incredibly attractive when he was older whether or not he's a male. The boy could already turn Aizen on just by kissing him. A slight shiver ran it's way through Aizen's back as he thought of what he would be able to do with the attractive youth when he got older.

"Oh, what a grand prize I have won..." Aizen whispered to himself as he lightly brought the tanto to his lips and kissed it chastely.

*Dono - Japanese honorific meaning 'Master'. Though is modernly used for those whom teach, it can also be used in manga and other situations as a form of Slave/Master and/or power over someone. Ichimaru Gin is referencing Aizen as his teacher. Though later it'll turn into a more sexual reason.