The second half of chapter one. It was originally going to be left out because I had issues with it. But then I regretted cutting it so I decided to put it back in. plus it makes the story flow more and makes things much more interesting. I couldn't be bothered to go through and change all the chapter numbers though, hence the part 2.


"Pain is inevitable. For it is a part of life."
- TDW

Chapter 1.2: The young, the weak and the vulnerable

Gin yelped in pain when he hit the floor, now starting to panic, wondering what exactly was going to happen next.

"What the fuck're you…"

"Shut up"

He felt Aizen's fingertips pressure either side of his neck on the jugular veins, making him wince for the pain. Aizen was holding him firmly down and working his hands down his body. Aizen breath shook as he spoke.

"Strip."

"What th' fuck?"

"Do it."

Gin was shocked and scrambled to his feet as his eyes widened in horror as thoughts of escape flooded his mind. He needed to get out.

"Shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit!"

A shudder of panic ran right through him as Aizen's hands wandered down his shoulders, taking the clothes off him and breathing down his neck. He could only stand still, he couldn't move. Either from the overbearing reitsu or from his fear. He didn't know which.

What kind of nightmare was Gin in now?

He knew he had to get out, now. He was only half undressed, maybe he could make a run for it.

He broke off, sprinting towards the door, still scared. It was obvious what was going to happen next. He was fast, but not fast enough. Before he even made it to the door Aizen had dived on him and slammed him to the ground.

"Trying to escape from me, bitch?" he snarled, fingers clenched into Gin's snowy white hair, slapping him across the face. Then forcing Gin onto his back and quickly undressing himself. Gin whimpered as Aizen touched his neck. He was being held down and he despised anybody touching his neck. But he couldn't move, Aizen was above him and holding him there, so that he couldn't try and escape again. He couldn't fight back either.

As Aizen's hands worked their way down him Gin clenched his teeth. Aizen's hands wandered down further to between his legs, making Gin yelp again as they caused more pain.

"ahh, no… st- stop, you're hurting me… Taichou stop!"

A shooting pain tore through his body as he was thrown onto his stomach and Aizen pushed himself into him, violating his fragile form. Gin screamed.

It was so degrading and agonizingly painful. Aizen's fingers dug into his wrists and made him bleed more and more as he roughly mounted and fucked him. All the while Gin crying and screaming in protest. Pain was all that existed there.

"Ugh… no, please…"

Gin begged and pleaded for Aizen to stop but he didn't listen. He wasn't listening any more. He was only interested in one thing and that one thing only.

It was so degrading and painful. Gin tried to shut it out, to blank out what was happening, but he couldn't. It was all too vivid, all too clear. But the trauma he suffered that night was only the beginning of it.

And after he was done, after Aizen had enough of him and reluctantly pulled himself out of him, he got up and ordered Gin to dress himself and leave. And in complete and utter silence, somehow Gin then dragged his aching body up and got to his feet, opened the door, and staggered back to his own room. Where he then curled up and waited for sleep to claim him, still crying and bleeding everywhere.