I looked around the lunch room. There wasn't much to see, just tables and chairs, but that's not what had my attention. My eye's were trained on a guy named Shiro. Shiro was an albino with inverted eyes that scared a lot of people. I personally wasn't scared of them, actually I found them interesting. Shiro had my attention because at the moment he was yelling at a group of people he called friends. I think they were just following him around.

"What you expect me to do my own homework?"

"But Shiro-"

"No buts. I want it done." Shiro was glaring down at some weak looking guy.

"What about my homework?"

"Does it look like I care?" The guys around Shiro snickered. "Shut up!"

The boy ran off and Shiro seemed to be getting annoyed at his followers. I didn't mean to chuckle at the scene before me, but next thing I know one of Shiro's wannabe friend was standing in front of me.

"You got a problem Orangey?" The guy sneered at me. Not that I was scared or anything, I've taken guys bigger then him down.

"No." I wasn't in the mood to fight. I still needed to think about what I'd say to Aizen.

"Oh really cause-"

"Hey! Leave King alone." Shiro pushed the guy.

There was one thing that I never understood. Shiro and I could be best friends if we wanted. We got along great when it was just us, but when others where in the room we fought. Shiro had a stupid nick-name for me because I've always had higher grades then him. I blinked coming back from my thoughts and saw gold staring back at me. I nodded to the white head and he nodded back.

"Get out of here." Shiro didn't look at the group behind him.

"We can back you up in a fight you know." The guy from before made a move to step forward again.

"Did I say I needed your help? No now leave." I watched as the guy hesitate for a split second then turned.

"Great group of friends you got there." I couldn't help but comment on them.

"Please we both know that's not true." Shiro sat down.

"Don't let them hear you say that."

"I don't care. So what's up?"

"Nothing."

"Ichigo."

I stalled, my book half way back up for me to read. Shiro knew about Aizen, but he wasn't in any gang. People would always say their gang was big enough, but I think they were just afraid of him. There was a long moment of silence.

"It's Aizen." I said quietly when it looked like Shiro was going to leave.

"What's he done now?" Shiro turned to face me.

"People from his gang are attacking innocent people, even killing them. Yamamoto and Urahara are worried Aizen is behind it."

"Is he?"

"Not sure. No one has seen him in a while."

"Why is this bugging you so much? You don't live close to him."

"I'm the one they chose to go speak with him." I kept a straight face. I was nervous about what would happened when I would talk to Aizen tonight.

"Alone?" Shiro didn't move.

I nodded. There wasn't much I could do. If I said no then someone else would go in my place, but no one else would be good enough. I've dealt with Aizen before. He was stuck up and felt like he was a god. I know how to handle him without pissing him off or busting his ego.

"I don't like that." Shiro said after a few minutes. "I'm going to come with you and don't try to stop me king."

I stood under the street lamp, Shiro wanted to meet here. I tried to leave early, I thought if I got a head start then I would be able to do this alone, but once I touched the ground Shiro texted me. Our meeting spot was across from a park we use to play at. It was strange to look back and see how I was. It almost hurt really. I use to be so happy all the time, but then my mother died. Everyone took it hard and people who lived around us whispered, but I was the one they pointed at. I look a lot like my mother and have the same hair.

"What'cha thinkin' about?" I turned to Shiro

"When we were kids."

"It's so different now." Shiro shoved his hands into his pockets. "Lets get going."

It took close to an hour to finally reach Aizen's terrain. The man lived in a mansion, but surrounding the area were different warehouses. I could understand the beauty of it, but it still didn't mean I wanted to be here. I followed Shiro up the stone path that led to the mansion. With out stopping he picked up the knocker and hit it against the oak door a few times.

"You trying to scratch it?" I raised an eyebrow.

"How'd ya know?" Shiro smirked. "With all his money he could afford a new one."

The large door opened and a man looked down at us. He stepped aside and waited for us to pass him.

"He even has people opening his door." Shiro grumbled.

"Shut up." I elbowed him.

We were led through the house and one thing you notice quickly is that everything is covered in white. There were no pictures on the walls, the furniture was hard to see, the floor had tiles that were a dull color and the ceiling was yet again white. We came into an open room with one chair to the far side of it.

"You've got to be kidding me." Shiro tsked.

Aizen sat in the lone chair with his head resting in his hand.

"What brings you here Ichigo and Shiro?"

"Your men are causing problems." I crossed my arms.

"Oh? And how are they doing that?"

"Like you don't know! They're going around and killing people for no reason." Shiro shouted.

"Shiro." I stepped forward putting my hand on his shoulder.

"Aizen your men are crossing the line literally. They are going into the other territories and killing. They have no reason to do so or the right. You need to stop them before we do."

Aizen sighed and stood up. "I know what they are doing and I have sent out word to end it, but I have a question for you. Have you noticed anything different?" Aizen stepped closer.

"Different how?" I kept my eye on him it was unusual for Aizen to be walking around.

"Things out of place or new people." He shrugged.

"No." I stepped away from Aizen when he reached out for me.

"Keep your men in line Aizen or your walls wont be so white anymore." Shiro grabbed my arm and pulled me through the house. "God I hate that guy."

"You and me both."