Title: Chains that Binds Us
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach it's that simple.
Answer to Reviews:
ravensterling123: Must kill Aizen.
Sakura Akatsuki Unstoppable: Yes, I am mean, here's chapter 2 I meant to have it out 6 days ago but then I got lazy and just stopped writing *Author Shrugs Shoulders* anyway make that cookie chocolate chip, yes Aizen is a B****** and Kaname lacks the will to think for himself. I think that covers it.
WhiteW12-0: Thanks, I hope you feel the same way after reading this chapter.
krito1389: OMG, THANKS for saying this is amazing I thought it was complete crap when I wrote it.
Trunksters: Don't worry, I hate writing characters that are OCC and this would be dull if Ichigo didn't keep his fighting spirit, and I'm not one for Stock Home Syndrome with that said Ichigo will stay in character, and Aizen will be a little OCC just more Sadistic.
Miku Haru: You Anonymous Reviewer thanks' for reviewing and as for Masaki just keeping reading and see how it plays out.
Kisagi: Thanks for the great review.
safa56bmc: Ichigo's yeah I thought he was too young but it is what it is, thanks for the review.
Amaya Ishimoto: Oddly enough I don't feel sorry for him, thanks for review.
Eldar-Melda: You're pretty demanding, not only do you want me to add more detail to each chapter but you want me to also rewrite all my writing that's heavy load. Just kidding, I don't mind rewriting all my stuff if it will be easy for you to follow and more understandable and I'm glad you like it.
Persistence: OMG Persistence, you like write the best reviews and I'm glad you like the old storyline but I need a reason for Ichigo to really Really REALLY hate Aizen; with that said Masaki is the needed X factor.
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Hollow Ichigo-Ichigo: See aren't you happy I forced you to read this hm, I know you're an HichigoIchigo fan girl but I think it's time I pulled you over to the dark side and I'm bring Tiana Misoro with you. Oooo you'll learn to love an AizenIchigo story even if it's by force.
NARUYCHI AIICHI: Thanks, I hope you'll still feel that way by the 10 chapter.
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A/n: thinks I'm glad for all the positive feedback I was nervous and when writing this and I really thought this was trash. So with that said I'm glad that you all liked it.
Uh Reviews please…
Yet gain another story beta'd by the awesome Tiana Misoro. Thanks
Warning: Dark themes and character death.
"I don't have to listen to you!" The orange haired boy yelled back while glaring at the brown eyed devil with all the hatred he could muster. The intensity of that look lost it's effect due to the constant tears falling from his chocolate brown eyes. Aizen looked at the child with amusement gleaming in his eyes, pulling out a gun before turning towards Gin. A sinister smile twisted onto his lips before he gazed back down at Ichigo. Slowly, as if time were nearly frozen, he pointed the gun at the boy's unconscious mother before speaking again.
"Awe, but you do little boy. Your actions will dictate how long your mother lives… You're not only responsible for your life Ichigo, but her's as well…" Aizen stated, the calm in as his tone twisting into something deadly. The barrel of the gun pressed tauntingly against the woman's temple as he offered the child one of his cold smiles. "I won't hesitate to kill her."
Aizen watched as chocolate brown eyes slowly became the size of saucers, the boy's pupils dilating out of fear. Ichigo froze as he registered the meaning of Aizen's words before looking at his mother. His fists curled into fists as he slowly stood up. "Don't hurt her…" Ichigo whispered while still looking down. Lifting his head up, he glared at Aizen before raising his voice a little louder. "Don't you touch my Mommy!" Ichigo yelled, his chest heaving as he panted in angry breaths.
Aizen sighed, tucking his gun back into the waistline of his pants before walking into the kitchen. Bending down, he opened one of the drawers out from underneath the island, which was in the center of the kitchen, and pulled out a knife. Walking back to the living room, past the stairs and small hallway that separated both rooms, Aizen bent down in front of the small child. Smiling, he raised a finely trimmed brow before speaking again. "Gin lift up her hand…" The silver haired man curled his boney fingers around the woman's wrist, moving it to hover in front of the brunette. That ever present smile grew wider as he used his free hand to stretch out one of her fingers. Ichigo looked up in horror, small whimpers escaping his lips.
"Don't! Please! I'll be a good boy!" Ichigo yelled, and Aizen stopped, sending a chilling smile towards Ichigo. Bending down with the blade still in front of him, he patted orange locks in mock affection.
"Good boy…" He stated, his tone dark, and eyes gleaming dangerously as he pet Ichigo on his head. Aizen gazed over to the blue haired Yakuza when he straightened up again, the blade resting at his hip. "Grimmjow pick him back up and carry him to the car…" Aizen paused, looking thoughtful for a moment before continuing, "This time please don't drop him." Grimmjow whispered something too low for anyone to hear, stalking over towards the small, orange haired boy. Passing Aizen, he shot the brunette a dark glare before walking to the front door. Bending down, he hoisted Ichigo up by his arms, throwing the boy over his shoulder.
"Aizen-sama, what do you want us to do with the body?" The dark skinned man asked unnaturally calm as he put his weapon away, looking towards his boss, waiting for his next command.
"Kaname, you and Starrk trash the body and torch the home." The brunette ordered, not casting a second glance to the man spread out on the floor, nor to his third in command as he exited the home.
"Put me down you oversized blueberry!" The orange haired boy began yelling, kicking, and scratching at the blue haired Yakuza that was currently caring him out of his front door. It had taken him a moment to get over the shock of his mother almost losing a finger, but now all he wanted was to get away from the men who had killed his father and threatened his mother's life.
"Stop ya strugglin." The blunette growled as he adjusted the rowdy child in his arms. Ichigo didn't listen however, delivering one, swift kick to the man's spine. "Damn it!" Grimmjow yelled and tossed the orange haired boy off his shoulder. The small bow landed with a soft 'oof' as he blinked in shock.
"Oww." The orange haired child mumbled before rubbing his backside. The next second, he'd scrambled to his feet in one swift movement. Without a second thought, he ran back into the living room, but before he could make it any further, he ran into something solid. Brown eyes scrunched closed as he toppled over and looked up, his eyes meeting tried gray ones. The man gazed down at him with an exasperated look and tilted his head.
"How troublesome…" The wavy haired brunette stated before bending down and picking up the young boy.
"That little bastard!" Grimmjow yelled as he aimed an attack at the child being subdued by the other Yakuza member as they exited the house, but was easily blocked.
"Grimmjow, Aizen-sama said for us not to harm them." The brown haired Yakuza grumbled, shooting a warning glare to the hot-headed bluenette. The glare softened when the other withdrew from his attack, a low growl rumbling in his throat.
"Just keep the damned brat away from me." Grimmjow snarled, stepping out of the house, and bumping shoulders harshly with the other.
"I guess Grimm-Kitty's mad cause he couldn't subdue one small brat." The silver haired fox teased in a sing song voice, readjusting the unconscious woman that was over his shoulders.
"Oi, asshole! I said don't call me that, and I would've been able to if Stark didn't pick the brat up before I got to him." Grimmjow growled while leaning against the outside door frame, waiting for the others to exit the home. Once they had, he climbed into one of the four cars parked in the driveway.
"Ow~!" The orange haired child whined when he was roughly shoved into the back seat of a black, BMW X3 Series. Rubbing a fist over one of his eyes to stop the tears, his other eye peaked open, immediately locking with dark brown ones. Aizen looked down at the small child with amusement, and Ichigo couldn't help but shiver out of fright at the look in the brunette's eyes. The orange head turned when he felt movement next to him, his eyes widening as Gin placed his mother into the seat next to him. Ichigo watched as his mother's head rolled on her shoulders, unable to stay upright with her unconscious. Sniffling softly, the orange haired boy climbed out of his seat, moving over, and curling into his mom's side. With a slight tsk, Gin closed the door and climbed into the front seat.
"Mom~!" Ichigo started to shake the woman, but stopped when a cold hand grabbed his and pulled it away.
"Ichigo sit back down." Aizen commanded with a smile and authority laced in his tone, both saying there was no room for argument.
"Don't touch me!" Ichigo yelled as he tried to pull away from the hand. The smile on Aizen's face turned into frown, and he grabbed Ichigo's arm, pulling him up roughly and slammed him into the seat.
"Stop it! You're hurting me!" Ichigo yelled, trying to remove his arm from Aizen's grip. His struggles stopped when the brunette shot him a sharp glare. Aizen loosened his grip on Ichigo once he felt him calm down. Dark, brown eyes locked with the child's for a moment longer before he released the boy, looking forward towards Gin and motioned for him to start the car.
Watery brown eyes gazed out the window as Ichigo took one last, final look at his home before the car drove off, squealing tires in the process. The drive was silent for a good ten minutes before the orange haired child rustled up the courage to speak.
"Where are we going?" Ichigo asked hesitantly, turning his head to the front, and refusing to make eye contact with the man sitting next to him.
"To your new home…" Aizen stated calmly, brown eyes soft as he stared down at the boy, lifting a hand up to pet Ichigo's hair.
"W-What?" Ichigo asked, his voice trembling slightly as he finally turned to gaze at the sadistic man, scrambling to get away from Aizen's touch.
TBCxxxxx