Hello again KittyBerries how are you all. Im actually posting a chapter on time for a change :3 im quite proud of my self :p any way thankyou to everyone who Reviewed, which i always go back and read because you guys are so lovely, thanyou to those who Followed, Favorited and put me on Alert it means alot :D. there is allot of dialogue in this chapter but i had so much fun writing it so i apologise if this chapter is boring but is necessary. so before i start rambling, on with the story :3

Warnings: Language, Spelling and Grammar. Violence, Occ-ness, Angst, Fluff, Smut, MxM-later chapters- other things that i always forget, you know the drill.

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Ichigo's leg bounced nervously against the car floor, Shiro had gotten him his hour with Aizen and nervous energy had built up and was trying to expel its self in any way possible. Shiro drove up to the large metal gate and stopped as a guard approached them. Giving over his ID to the guard, Shiro looked at his brother and saw that he was looking straight ahead and not blinking. While the guard was checking his ID, Shiro looked around. The guard came back and passed Shiro his ID back and the large steel gate opened.

Ichigo was jolted out of his thoughts as they drove into the prison he looked around. And his mind instantly went into surveillance mode. The walls that surrounded the prison were high and they were lined with barbed wire at the top, so even if a prisoner managed to climb it, their hands would be torn apart by the barbed wire they were probably reinforced with steel so blowing them out was out of the question. Ichigo looked around and saw that there were four guard towers, one in each corner of the prison and in them were four guards each looking in a different direction. On the inside, there was a large area that was fenced off that was used for the hour they got for exercise, there was work out equipment and against one wall was a basketball hoop. There was a yellow line about a meter away from the wall; this was there so that the prisoners couldn't lean against the wall. There were three tables with chess boards set up on them and in the far corner there were benches for them to sit on. As they drove forward, Ichigo could feel the prisoner's eyes following the car, he swallowed thickly and forced himself to keep his eyes to the front. They pulled up to another gate which opened a few seconds later, this took them to a high security underground parking lot where the staff members parked their cars. Climbing out, the brothers walked up to the elevator which automatically took them up to the prison.

Inside the prison was extremely dull, the walls were a dull grey as was the floor. To the left of the elevator there was security desk which was surrounded by bullet proof glass, behind the desk were two guards, one to check people in and the other was there to monitor the cameras and the metal detector. The security guard asked them for any valuables such as their phones and wallets, handing them over, the guard put them in a safe and locked it. The brothers signed in and took the visitor badges and pinned them to their shirts. They each walked through the metal detector to the other side with out any hiccups. They walked to the metal door at the end of the corridor and there was a loud noise before the door opened. The brothers walked through and were met by yet another guard. All the guards were dressed the same, they were wearing dull grey shirts and trousers, and they holstered a standard 9mm glock. The guard led them down the corridor the visiting room and took out a key and opened the door that Ichigo presumed could only be opened from the outside and if it was tampered with on the inside it would automatically dead lock. The guard held the door as they walked through and locked it after them.

In the middle of the room was a medium sized metal table with three metal chairs around it, two on one side and one on the other. Ichigo's eyes flicked to the security camera in the corner of the room which would probably not only shoot video in high definition but also record audio. The twins sat in the uncomfortable metal chairs and waited for Aizen to be brought in.

Ichigo sat up straighter when Aizen was brought in, the man was dressed in a bright orange jump suit with his prison number stitched into the barest pocket in large black block numbers, under it was his cell block number. On his feet were standard black pumps which squeaked on the linoleum floor. Around his wrists and ankles were handcuffs attached by sturdy but light metal chains. Two guards flanked each side and they lead him to the last remaining chair, one crouched and chains were heard as the guard locked Aizen to the metal ring that was embedded into the floor. When it was all done the guards left the three men alone.

All three stared at each other for what felt like a life time until Aizen broke the silence.

"Well isn't this a pleasant surprise? The Kurosaki twins took time out of their busy schedule to come and see little old me and I wonder what ever for"

The muscles in Ichigo' jaw tightened, "Cut the bullshit, you know why were here" he bit out.

Aizen locked his fingers together and pointed at Ichigo, "Your certainly right about that, tell me how is Urahara"

Ichigo lunged out of his seat, ready to slam his fist into Aizen's mouth but Shiro grabbed him and forced him to sit.

Aizen grinned, "Oh, still so feisty, i missed that allot. Memories of the fire that burns through your veins has got me through many a lonely night"

Ichigo felt disgust turn in his stomach, "Yeah, well I sure as hell don't think about you"

"Now that's a lie Ichigo, you wouldn't be here if you didn't" Aizen replied. "Ive been in your head for a very long time, pet"

Aizen smirked as he saw Ichigo stiffen, "I know more about you then you do your self Ichigo. I know that you've come for answers which I will only tell to you"

Ichigo turned to his brother who shook his head minutely; Ichigo leaned towards him and whispered,

"It's the only way we will get answers, ill be fine Shi"

Shiro glared at Aizen and squeezed his brother's leg before he stood and knocked on the door and the guard opened it. With one last look at his brother he left the room.

"You have me alone, now speak" Ichigo demanded.

Aizen lent back against his chair causing the chains to rattle, "I think we will talk for a while first"

Ichigo opened his mouth to demand answers again but Aizen cut him off, "You miss it don't you?"

"What" Ichigo said, confused

"Being on the bad side" Aizen replied

"No, that was a cover not me"

Leaning forward, leaning on his elbows Aizen dropped his voice low, "Oh I don't think it was, I think a large part of you loved it, inflicting pain on others. I saw the glint in your eye Ichigo as you watched the blood pour from your victims"

Aizen watched as Ichigo stiffened and continued, " I think you loved being by my side, demanding respect from those under you. And I know you loved being under me"

Ichigo shook his head, "No" the word came out quietly.

" Oh I think you did, I can still feel your nails raking down my back as I took you higher and higher, I can feel your teeth in my skin marking me as yours. I can still hear you calling out my name. Admit it Ichigo, you miss it don't you, you miss being bad, you miss the rush it gives you, tell me Ichigo, tell me you miss it"

At Aizen's words Ichigo could feel a cold sweat break out over his skin, he knew what the other man was doing, he was trying to get into Ichigo's head and he had almost succeeded but images of Grimmjow kept him grounded. Taking a deep breath he said,

"I know what you're doing Aizen, your trying to worm your way into my head, trying to break me down like your pet." Ichigo lent forward so his face was inches from Aizen's "But the thing is, I don't need you to be bad Aizen, I could kill you in a number of ways before the guards could even get the doors open, I could watch you bleed out and I would bathe in your blood knowing that I had killed you with my bare hands. I would rejoice in the life draining out of your eyes and I would make you beg for me to save you, you fuck"

Ichigo lent back and watched as what he said sunk in, he could feel Aizen's eyes running over his face and he smirked,

"What you didn't think that I wouldn't expect you to try and get into my head, I studied you for a long time Aizen. I know all of your party tricks and then some. The thing is I was bad way before I met you, there was someone before you that took me to places that you never did, and he marked me as his way before you came along. And while you were fucking me, it may have been your name that I was crying out but it sure as hell wasn't you who I was thinking about. Now like I said before cut the fucking bullshit and give me answers!"

Ichigo was panting by the end of his rant and his eyes locked with Aizen's, and in his eyes Ichigo could see the other man trying to think of a way to use the information that he had just given against him. Minutes passed before Ichigo saw the light in Aizen's eyes go out and victory thrummed through his veins as Aizen lent back against his chair and said,

"Growing up wasn't easy for me, I had an absent mother and a work-a-holic father. In school I was bullied until I met two people, Urahara Kisuke and Isshin Kurosaki, they took me under their wing, protected me from the others but it wasn't enough. We were all just out of university when Yamamoto recruited us, we were the graduated the quickest but as time went on I saw that there were flaws, so many flaws. The others didn't understand that though, I knew I was destined for more, so I defected." Aizen paused and looked at Ichigo, " Then you came along, I knew that you were a spy the moment you stepped foot into my building and I knew that you were the domino that I needed to becoming a god."

"So you killed Yamamoto and set me up for it" Ichigo seethed.

"It was necessary, knowing your skill set, and knowing that there were people in the ranks that hated you. So using you as my catalyst was perfect, I would be able to give you to them thus showing that there is a huge flaw in the system. If someone could get to Yamamoto, torture and murder him, then there needed to be a new leader"

"And you think its you, don't you see how flawed your logic is Aizen. You've been sentenced to life without parole in a maximum security prison and you think that you will lead them." Ichigo shook his head "You're more insane than I thought. But you've answered my questions"

Ichigo pushed the chair back and begun to stand, when Aizen saw this he said, "I have someone helping me you know."

Ichigo stopped moving" What, who"

Aizen grinned, "If I told you that it would spoil the game, but know this, they are someone you trust dearly"

They both stared at each other; the silence in the room was eerie quiet. The knock on the door made Ichigo jump and turn, seeing Shiro, Ichigo knew that his hour was up and he turned to leave.

"Ill be seeing you real soon, Ichigo"

Ignoring Aizen Ichigo walked through the open door and tired to block out the manic laughter that was coming from Aizen.

When they got back to Ichigo's house, the orangeette bolted up the stairs and into his bedroom. He stripped off his clothes and started the shower, setting it to its hottest temperature. When it beeped he climbed in and stood under the scorching hot water, not even registering the stinging of his cut, he closed his eyes and rested his head against the wall. The conversation that he had with Aizen ran though his head but the final thing he said of him having help from someone close to him made his stomach clench painfully. The thought of having someone betray him felt like a knife to the heart. There were very few people that he held dear to him two of which were in the house now and the others were busy trying to work out who had killed Yamamoto. He didn't register that someone else was in the room with him until he felt the temperature of the water cool down slightly and a pair of strong arms wrap around his waist. Knowing that it was Grimmjow, he lent back into the warm chest and placed his hands over the bigger set and pulled Grimmjow's arms tighter around himself.

"Wanna talk about it" Grimmjow asked.

Shaking his head, no, "What did you do while I was gone" Ichigo asked instead.

"I got in contact wit' some of my ol' friends. He knows tha person who did tha autopsy on Yamamoto. An he sent me tha pictures of tha autopsy and report"

Without turning Ichigo said, "Show me them"

When they were dry and dressed, they sat at the table and Grimmjow pulled up the pictures on Ichigo's laptop. Shiro and Grimmjow waited quietly while Ichigo read the corners report, when said man was finished he said,

"So Ol' Man Yama was dead before the other wounds were done"

"Yeah, Szayel, he's tha one who did tha autopsy, said that there was bruising next to tha wounds that killed Yama"

Grimmjow clicked on the picture that was in black and white that showed the bruising. Ichigo studied it and saw that there were six deep stab wounds and joining each of the stab wounds together was a thin line of bruising, by the looks of the wounds they were all done at the same time which meant that it was done by the same blade. The way the wounds were set and the bruising between them suck out to Ichigo but he couldn't but a finger on why he recognized it. He looked through the rest of the pictures and saw that it was getting late and he decided that he was going to call it a night. Ichigo also knew that it was going to take him a while to fall asleep.

Trudging up the stairs and into his bedroom he crawled into his bed and closed his eyes, not soon after he felt Grimmjow slide in next to him and Ichigo pulled the mans arms tighter round him when they wound there way around his waist and he fell into a un easy sleep. That night he dreamt of many different things, Aizen, Yamamoto, Kisuke and most of all a faceless figure holding a blade that he recognized but he didn't know why.

Sooooo... what did you all think, please let me know in a review, i really do love them. i hope that you all like this chapter as much as i like writing it. i would like to say that i know noting about how prison systems work so this is all made up so if anything is wrong i apologise. are any of you closer to working out who killed Yamamoto yet? i hope the subtle hints have helped :D...Urm is there anything else... oh yeah, Grimmjows speaking isnt typos... and thats about it i think, if this doesnt make a lick of sense i apologise and if i can explain it more please leave me a review and i will try to explain it more in the next chapter. so without further ado, i hope that you are all having a lovely Day, Night or Evening where ever you are in the world.

Until Next Time.

Meesh :3