And it continues like this for several hours. Ichigo's body drifting in and out of consciousness. Each time he wakes his body feels lighter and lighter, being able to move his limbs out of the stiff position from his back. Rolling his legs over the sheet, hugging the blankets like he would back home. But this isn't home. The thought settles into his mind and that pushes him to fully awake. This isn't home this is Hueco Mundo land of the Hollows. Sitting up knees together flat on the bed and one arm planted on the mattress to stabilize his weight, Ichigo rocks his body slowly trying to stay upright because his balance isn't right with him.

Two hands cup his elbows, they are light, long and feel delicate. Soft lighting glowing through the room allowing vision to be clear and details to be taken in lets him see. In front of him is a person he has never met. Pink hair and white glasses, Ichigo can't tell if its a she or a he the face looking at him is very androgynous and bright eyed. They are speaking to Ichigo but the words coming out can't be taken in.

Szayel anchors Ichigo into a more comfortable sitting position leaning him against the thick fluff of pillows afront the bed's headboard. He is fully aware of the balance plates within Ichigo's head being in a state of discombobulation. Disregarding the confused and frustrated look he was being given Szayel pokes and prods at his patient for a general check up and an announces a light introduction.

"Stop it!" Ichigo shouts pulling away "I don't understand a damn thing your saying."

"Oh, well I suppose you wouldn't speak Hollow" He reaches forward to resume checking Ichigo.

"Don't - don't touch me. Who the fuck are you?" He sinks back against the headboard and pillows almost shrinking himself from the hand. He feels so drained of energy and is very aware of his pathetically low ability to defend himself right now.

"Would you relax? There is no need to work yourself up dear. My name is Szayel as I was saying am somewhat of a physician and more of a scientist. Right now I am checking you over." He reached behind himself for a glass of water and a set of pills offering it to Ichigo. "Here your balance plates in your head are misplaced this will help level them out.

"No."

"If your worried about poison or dying - don't be. For one we would have killed you already and two I wouldn't waste my time here healing you. So drink." And hands over the water and pills which Ichigo reluctantly accepts. "Give it a few minutes and you should be better"

"Are you or anyone going to explain what the hell is going on." He said handling over an empty glass.

"That will be reserved for our Lord Aizen to tell -"

"Yeah, yeah same bullshit Grimmjow said before shoving his hand on my face."

"Well aren't you the impudent Luna"

"What?"

"Nevermind," Szayel shook his head, he knew Ichigo still had no idea "but yes our Lord Aizen will be addressing all of your various questions."

That is an answer Ichigo did not want to hear and grits his teeth. Feeling helpless he fists both his hands in anger making the whole body go tout, stiff and strained. Szayel takes notice and tries to calm Ichigo but doesn't do much to initially help. The stress will only set back his body in the healing process but to what injuries he doesn't know, his skin and body as a whole feels OK but internally is completely opposite. But he wills himself to relax, this hollow with him isnt violent and very civil in comparison to the others he has had encounters with.

When Ichigo is in an agreeable condition Szayel is comfortable with he stands and readies himself to leave but before so says that he will come back shortly only leaving to retrieve some fresh clothes and food.

Once gone Ichigo takes his opportunity to test the waters and stand. Who knows how long he has been in this bed and he needed to move even to possibly stretch out his limbs and understand where he is. The medication had helped, the balance has mostly come back to his center and can plant his feet well to the floor. He took a few steps ahead one hand still anchoring him upright against the wall to his right. He cursed at the drag of the night clothes he was dressed in, not only because he realizes what violation had had to be done to his body for cleaning and healing but also because he felt like he is walking in loose cotton night dress.

The main door of the room is just a few feet away, just within reach. Slowly he opened the door and popped his out. Great tall empty hall is on the other side and its silent. Ichigo strained his hearing for footsteps or voices but the only sounds surrounding him are his own breath and heartbeat. Pushing the door completely open he steps foot into the corridor and randomly decides left. His bare feet on the cold stone floor claw at his skin, he quickens his pace but as soon as he picks up speed hugging the wall down the hall he stops completely. Ichigo can feel his eyes going cross and body falling dizzy, closing his eyes and taking a few deep breaths he leans back against the wall for a moment.

When he opens his eyes and sees the sky.

Grimmjow is surrounding him, his arms caging Ichigo in from both sides of the shoulders and their noses close enough for the skin to kiss.

"Niño what the fuck are you doing out of your room?" Voice thick and heavy but Ichigo doesn't answer instead with all his might pushes the girth of Grimmjows left forearm in an attempt to run away. It's pathetic to Grimmjow and easily swings his arm around the waist of the smaller boy holding him to his chest. "Knock it off, yur only gonna make yourself feel sick moving so fast."

"Let me go!" he struggles and panics.

"Chingado" Grimmjow cursed annoyed with Ichigo "Calm down you little -" He is cut off by the a thundering sound of running has come down the hall in a rush. When he sees them both, there is a look of relief and displeasure upon his face.

"¡Grimmjow! Que esta - con cuidado estupido! No agarrela tan fuerte la vas a hacerle daño!" He shouts taking Ichigo from Grimmjows hold into his.

"No me grites Luna, tu es el que lo dejó fuera de la cuarto ... " And they argued like that for a few moments back and forth all the while Ichigo grew frustrated and confused. He has no idea what these two are saying but knows it something to do with him. He tries to push Szayel away and takes a deep breath.

"Ichigo slow down, are you starting to feel sick?"

"I'm starting to feel really pissed off, I don't understand what the fuck the both of you are saying - I want to go home but can't, and none of you fucking arrancars will tell me why I'm even here." He shouted with all his might and almost exasperating all of whatever energy lingering inside his soul. At this point both hollows hold their tongue and focus on Ichigo, with a scowl on his face Grimmjow turns his back and mutters something again which can not be understood but Szayel is complacent and locks arms with Ichigo for support.

"Catch your breath now we are going to see our Lord Aizen" And surprise bursts out of Ichigo's face and the three of them start a slow pace down the hall.

"Why now"

"Don't ask stupid questions" Grimmjow shot back.

"Excuse me jackass?"

"Ichigo don't" Szayel tried.

"Don't what antagonize my kidnappers"

"Didn't kidnap you" Grimmjow said over his shoulder.

"I'll say it again, excuse me jackass?"

"¡Callate los dos!" Szayel has had enough of this, but the look on Ichigo's face has him reiterating."Shut up the both of you. Ichigo you are an idiot for exhausting yourself and you will not behave like this in the presence of our Lord Aizen. You will sit and wait to be spoken to is that understood?"

There was no answer in return just a side look and scowl with gritted teeth. The rest of the walk is silent.


Grimmjow paused in front a wide set door, before opening it he looks back at the two behind him taking a particularly sinister grin toward Ichigo. The room is in a shroud of shadows with one single source of light. The tall window on the far wall casting lace lite moonlight on the center of the room. This is were a long table is set and there sat Aizen at the head of the table Gin to his right and a few other members of the Espada Ichigo did not recognize. Szayel and Ichigo split to the left side of the table reaching closer and closer to the front, two seats vacant to the immediate side of Aizen. They pass two others one short hair blonde and another with shoulder length black hair. Their faces are turned and can not be seen.

Ichigo's face on the other hand is dripping with disgust as he is settled into the chair closest to Aizen, Szayel sitting on his other side and the other two they had passed right at his side.

"Hello Ichigo and good evening. Forgive me for delaying our meeting of one another I am sure you have many questions but before we begin. Please let us have some tea." From the far shadows inside the room two young looking arrancars brought trays of eight white cups of tea to the table. "Thank you" He says to the young ones and turns back to a irritated Ichigo "Now for a few introductions, we have met briefly before back in Seirete but formally I am Aizen Sousuke and this is Ichimaru Gin" He pointed to his right and went down the opposite side of the table "This is my Primera Espada Stark Coyote. Grimmjow Jeagerjaques whom you have already met." Aizen points across the table to the two others near Szayel and continues "Ulquiorra Ciefer my Cuatro, Tesla Lindocruz fracciõn to my Quinto and SzayelApporo Grantz my Octavo."

Inside Ichigo is boiling with anger, eyes burning towards every member in the room regardless of stoic or friendly given faces. He fists is hands on his knees under the table and stars back at Aizen.

"Thanks for the introductions but I don't particularly give a damn Aizen, what am I doing here and what the hell do you want." He watched the man in questioned take a calm sip from his cup.

"I want to tell you a few things, a few truths that many others haven't heard and may have forgotten."Ichigo is not amused "The line of arrancar sitting next to you are a very respected, cherished and rare type of hollows, they are named Luna in this world. Does that word mean anything to you?"

"No, don't really care to either" Tension in the room is strung like a bow.

"You will. Tell me Ichigo - do you know where Hollows come from?"

"Your asking stupid questions Aizen" Ichigo almost shout and the spiritual pressure from the other arrancars begin to raise, but with one motion of Aizen's hand has them calm within a second. A silent command that everything is ok.

"Please, indulge me"

"Corrupted spirits that stay on earth too long and don't pass into Seirete, among other things."

"That is what Soul Society has told you and many others for centuries - for generations. It is a lie" Aizen said very softly gazing at Ichigo undisturbed by the young boys angry features. "Hollows were born from the night sand and moonlight."


A/N - The Spanish is a bit heavy here if you can't read it suffer like Ichigo is, as a reader I hope you can just feel his perspective but if you do read Spanish the advantage is not that tremendous. And I use female form on purpose. I will regard Spanish as Hollow speak or their native language in this Fic.