Takes place just after Ichigo and Unohana get to the fake Karakura town.

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He'd wasted it. His best chance was the first swing right as he emerged from the Garganta. But he blew it. And now that bastard was taunting him. He knew he was being played, but at that point, he was willing to take any sliver of a chance he could get. Black-red energy swirled around the teen as he hollowfied. The man goaded him even as he released his Getsuga Tensho. When the traitor appeared–unharmed–behind him, he really shouldn't have been surprised. And Aizen still mocked him, as was his M.O.—questioning the teen's power, his motives. Playing on his insecurities and trying to manipulate him. In the blink of an eye, the man appeared only inches from him, placing his fingers directly over the substitute's heart.

He didn't know where it came from. It must have been instinct—from watching too many movies, maybe. A small opening presented itself in the teen's moment of anger and fear, and he had always considered himself to be an opportunist. The second that Aizen let his guard down just a bit, Ichigo did it.

He kicked Aizen.

Right.

In.

The balls.

Every man–living and dead–had the exact same reaction to being hit in the balls, no matter how weak or powerful. The traitorous soul reaper's eyes went wide as he doubled over with a heavy grunt. Not being one to throw away such an enormous opportunity, the orange haired teen held Zangetsu high, and pulled it down as hard as he could with one clean stroke. And in that one clean stroke, Aizen's head came right off. Brain, dead. His body plummeted to the ground below, hot on the head's trail. Both pieces hit the ground like Wile E. Coyote. It was over. Just like that. Ichigo smacked the heel of his hand repeatedly against his own forehead.

"Why the hell didn't I think of that BEFORE?!"

fin.

See? That really was stupid. But it flexes my writing muscles a bit, and maybe it gave somebody a chuckle. I'm working harder on my other stories, so if any fans of To Be Free happen to see this and think: "why is that lazy bitch wasting her time on stupid shit like this?", to that, I say... you're right! But what are you gonna do about it? Huh? HUH?! Okay, love and hugs all around.

Thanks for reading! Even if you didn't really like it! Peace! ^.^