There was a small stack of notes on a pad of paper, hidden away in a small niche in her former captain's desk. As she had been charged of clearing it out, to ready it for use for her new captain, the brunette had found them.

Each of the notes was written in her former captain's neat calligraphy, and the vice-captain was going through it, to see if there was any pertinent intelligence. Each of the notes was addressed to her, but she had never gotten them until now.

Hinamori-san,

You arrived a few days ago, a fresh-faced recruit, along with those two little friends of yours, Kira-san and Abarai-san. Do you remember me? I remember when I first met you. So timid and sweet. You will be a good pawn to use, I think.

Aizen Sousuke

There were several more in this vein, all addressed to her as Hinamori-san interestingly enough things seemed to change when he switched to a different term of address.

Dear Hinamori-kun,

It was a pleasant surprise to nominate you as my vice-captain. You are fiercely determined, it seems, when you wish to get something you long for. A trait we both share. I look forwards to working more closely with you.

Aizen Sousuke

Sweet Hinamori-kun,

It is a delight to watch you work, to see that determined expression appear on your face as you sit down before a large stack of paper work, and diligently go through it all, merely because I request it of you. I… I like the way that your face lights up when I speak with you, and the occasional stutter when I move closer to you both intrigues and enchants me.

Sousuke

Lovely Hinamori-kun,

It was a great deal of fun, to watch the fireworks festival with the heads of the tenth division. I don't quite remember what I told all of you, no doubt something causal but profound. I was more worried about the way you were shivering in the cold wind that had picked up partway through the evening. I had longed to offer you my coat, or better yet to pick you up and put you in my lap to warm you, but I don't think you would have taken that very well.

Rest well my dear,

Sousuke

There were several more in this almost… Romantic vain of writing… In an odd sort of way. It was as if her former captain had been fascinated by her personality, but was too wary to actually try anything.

Dear Hinamori-kun,

I don't believe I shall ever let you read any of these letters, and if you do get them it is only because my plan has gotten to a very… Delicate stage of being. If so, I urge you to train harder than ever, as it means that there is a terrible danger looming on the horizon. Of what kind, I cannot fully determine. But be wary of archers, and keep up your defenses, particularly on your middle left. You keep dropping your guard there!

Stay safe my sweet peach,

Sousuke

There was one last letter, and it appeared to be written a few days before Aizen had left Soul Society to try and become a God.

Darling Hinamori-kun,

I know that, if I do nothing to you, they will suspect that you are duplicitous in my plans, despite what I will deliberately reveal about my Zanpakuto, and the fact that I have had you, along with many, many others under my hypnotic sway for a long while. Though it pains me to hurt you, it would pain me more to have them execute you under false pretenses.

Besides, you are mine and you shall stay that way.

Sousuke.