A/N A speculation of what could have happened if Aizen forced Orihime to take a more proactive role during her imprisonment in Hueco Mundo…

Favour

He was just doing her a favour, nothing more. Gin told himself even as he placed his arms around the trembling, painfully human, girl.

His hands, enveloping her much smaller ones, steadied them on the hilt of Shinsou. Honestly, his feelings for Rangiku – and by association, his purely platonic feelings for the Reminder embodied in Inoue Orihime – are going to be the death of him.

When Aizen had ordered his newest prisoner to kill one of the traitor, cowardly lower-ranked Numero, Gin had actually pitied the pale ningen, who was both literally and metaphorically stuck between a rock and a hard place. Her reluctance to kill the Espada was obvious. It was equally obvious to Gin that Aizen was further killing two birds with one stone. Should Orihime herself attempt to betray Aizen, her fate would be the same as the Hollow currently cowering a stone's throw away from her feet. And… by killing that Hollow, she is equally stained with blood from doing Aizen's bidding.

In short, the Weaving Princess cannot escape either from her Fate or her morals.

It was the petrified deer-caught-in-the-headlights look on her drawn features that prompted Gin to chirpily announce to the assembly of the top ten Espadas (and Aizen) gathered that being Ori-Hi-me-chan's first time, she ought to have a handicap. He then proceeded to draw out Shinsou as he walked towards the frozen human girl.

In tucking the petite former ryoka in his arms, Gin was pleased to note that Cuartro Espada Ulquiorra was glaring daggers at him. After all, Gin would never deny that he is a sadistic bastard at heart. His smile widened as the fourth strongest Espada stiffened and clenched his jaw when Gin nuzzled Orihime's exposed neck and auburn hair.

"Let's go, Sunshine." He whispered quietly for her ears alone. Then, he forced her to step forward and with an easy push to her arm holding his zanpakutou, propelled Shinsou to slice into the howling Espada.

She is drenched in blood now, but Gin can share that same burden with her.

A/N I do not own Bleach. Don't forget to leave a review…or else…(Shinsou hisses behind Reader-san) XD