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Author's note: Seriously? Over two thousand visitors and only six reviews? Oh well, I was kind of disappointed at first, I expected it to be much more but I will take what I got, maybe the story wasn't as good as I thought it was to be, but I am still grateful to those who read this story and gave it a chance, I hope this new chapter will satisfy you all, Now, into the story…
"Speaking."
'Thought.'
'Zanpakuto talking.'
'Hollow talking.'
Techniques.
Flashback.
Chapter 2: Arriving In The Past.
"... Zen-taicho! Wake up Aizen-taicho!"
He could faintly hear the voice of someone familiar, trying to wake him up. And he opened his eyes blearily. The fifth division captain was greeted by the sight of his lieutenant shaking him up.
'What?'
He blinked his eyes a few times, trying to cast away the imagination his mind had been playing with him.
"Good morning, Aizen-taicho!" Greeted the division five lieutenant, Hinamori Momo.
Rather than returning the greeting, he rubbed his eyes with his hand, still trying to convince himself that he wasn't seeing things. Because whoever stood in front of him, can't be his long dead former lieutenant, as she was killed by one of the Vandenreich soldiers, Hirako Shinji had confirmed her dead. So, she must be some kind of an imposter. And he immediately stood up.
"Who are you?" He asked coldly, one hand already at the hilt of his sword.
Hinamori frowned.
"What do you mean by that question, Aizen-taicho? Of course I am your lieutenant, Hinamori Momo. You acted a little bit of weird and you also fell asleep on your desk. Are you perhaps tired? I could help you do some of the paperwork."
Now, it was his turn to frown.
'Was this imposter still trying to fool him?'
"What are you p-" He stopped abruptly at the middle of his sentence. His attention was now solely focused on a thing that hanged innocently on the wall behind his lieutenant.
That thing was a calendar.
And the date written on it was eighteen years before the supposed date.
'The hell?'
Usually, he wasn't the type to curse, not even in his mind. But it just couldn't be possible, the date was-
And it all suddenly came back to him. The war with the Vandenreich, The destruction of both Soul Society and Hueco Mundo, Knight, the last battle between their group and the Quincy army, shielding Ichigo body with his own from a deadly attack, Orihime teary face…
"Aizen-taicho?"
The tiny voice of his lieutenant brought him back to the reality.
"Ah, yes, forgive me, Hinamori-kun. I was just a little tired. Please put the paperwork on the desk and after that you could go outside." He said with a fake smile that could be easily mistaken as a genuine charming smile.
Hinamori blushed. "Are- Are you sure you don't want a help? I could do some of the paperwork if you are tired."
"Thank you but I could do this myself." He spoke, still with that fake smile plastered on his face.
"Al- Alright, see you later, taicho." She bowed and left the room.
As soon as the timed girl left his room, the fake smile immediately melted down from his face.
Just what exactly was happening? He was supposed to be dead! Could this be an afterlife of an afterlife?
He glanced to the window where the peaceful sight of Soul Society settled. No destruction at all. Soul Society was still standing.
Was all of that merely just a dream? Or…
"Inoue Orihime power is to reject the reality itself." A cold, emotionless voice said from behind him.
He whipped his head to the source of the voice, which happened to be a little girl who suddenly appeared and was sitting on his office window.
"And I assure you, all of that weren't a dream." Continued the girl.
"Kazuki Emiko."
The name left his mouth.
"Hello, Aizen Sousuke."
Kazuki Emiko, a petite girl with short black hair and emerald eyes. His fellow comrade in Knight. The girl hoped to the inside and walked slowly until she stood right in front of him.
"What exactly was happening?" He asked the petite girl.
The girl only tilted her head to the side, "I am the enigma, not the genius."
He narrowed his eyes, really, this girl could always somehow found a way to irked everyone. Nevertheless he tried to think calmly.
Many possibilities ran through his head, and the words of his fellow Knights member echoed loudly in his head.
'Inoue Orihime power is to reject the reality itself'
Then, the date on the calendar he had seen earlier…
The fact that his supposedly dead former lieutenant was somewhat alive…
And the fact that Soul Society was still standing…
He shook his head. 'No, that's not make a sense at all. They couldn't possibly had… Travel back in time?'
"Really? It took you this long to figure it out? For a genius, you sure don't seem like one." Commented the emotionless girl.
He glared at the insult. "Were you saying that we had somehow travel back to the past? To the time where the war and all of that weren't even began yet?"
The black haired girl lips twitched upward a bit, "Perhaps."
No, he wouldn't believe it just yet. If they really had came back to the past, and seeing the date, then, today is…
"Today is Ichigo-sama birth date. If you still can't believe it, why don't you go to the human world and see it for yourself? Just remember not to make any ruckus, every action had it is consequence."
"Fine." He was also tempted to find out.
He opened a Senkaimon and left to the human world, leaving the enigmatic girl behind, who just mysteriously disappeared.
As he walked through the Senkaimon, a voice appeared in his head.
'Master?' A hesitant voice called to him.
He widened his eyes, he would never be able not to recognize that voice. 'Kyoka Suigetsu?'
Now that he took a good look at the sword that was strapped on his sash, the regular white sword that he had use in the war against the Vandenreich had been replaced by an elegant sword with green hilt. The zanpakuto was really his Kyoka Suigetsu, the zanpakuto that he had abandoned a very long time ago, the sword that had crumbled into nothing but ashes.
Could it be that he really had travel back in time? The date, his supposedly dead former lieutenant, the fact that Soul Society was still standing, the existence of his zanpakuto, everything were nothing but proving out that theory.
But no, that's not possible, time travel is an impossible thing.
Even with Inoue Orihime ability to reject the reality itself, that's just simply absurd.
He had tried to pinch his cheek earlier and it was hurt. So, this wasn't a dream.
Perhaps, he was trapped in some kind of powerful illusion.
He considered that. Yes, that could be possible.
'Illusion won't work on you master, you know that. Were you really come from the future? Had you really travel back in time?'
He closed his eyes and answered the truth, 'I don't know.'
'I saw everything in your memory.'
'Then, you also already saw how I cruelly abandoned you after I deemed you pretty useless in the fight against Kurosaki Ichigo.'
'It wasn't happened yet.'
And he opened his eyes just like that, snapping back to reality and ignoring the voice of his zanpakuto. He was annoyed that his zanpakuto seemed to agree with the idea that he had somehow travel back in time.
'Why did you keep denying yourself like that?'
He ignored his zanpakuto voice. Yet, the question remained. Why? Why won't he believe it? Maybe, because it was so illogical. Or maybe because he didn't want to let his guard down for just a second, believing that he arrived in the time where everything was still peaceful, and the enemy could easily shatter him when he realized that everything was just an illusion to the painful reality.
But the truth is…
He was scared…
If everything was true, and he really ended up in the past, then, Kurosaki Ichigo would not be the strong warrior that he knew. He was still a helpless baby that can't even protect himself. Everything that he did to make the boy become strong would be a nothing. Kurosaki Ichigo was still a helpless baby, that with just a few burst of reiatsu, and he will be a goner.
And that scared him more than anything else.
That's why he didn't want to believe that he had ended up in the past.
While thinking, He kept walking in the senkaimon and he could finally see a light, signaling the exit was near. He was out of the Senkaimon in a few minutes, landing rightly in the Karakura town.
He immediately looked around, only to found himself dumbfounded.
'No way…'
To be continue.
Author's note: I bet all of you are wondering how the heck Emiko ended up in the past with Aizen. It will be revealed in the next chapter, so don't worry. And I believe I haven't apologized for the slow update. I am truly sorry for it but please trust me when I said that my school is hell with their unstoppable exams. can you imagine it? One month of hell! One month of unstoppable exams! And I have to study everyday, no time at all to write or even open this site! But I know that it wasn't an excuse at all for delaying the story this long. So as a form of my apology, I will try to make the next chapter even better and longer than this one. I will try to update it as soon as possible. Anyway, If you have the time to read this chapter, then, you must also have the time to give a review, please; it will only take about ten seconds. I would like to know the readers opinion about this story, so, I could consider this story as a worthy one or not, an interesting one or not, and it would encouraging me to write more, it will also help me improving myself to be a better writer.
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