Ichigo looked at the door. He had no clue how he had gotten to the door, but he reached out to touch it. Was this the answer to everything that was going on? His hand reached out to grip the door handle, he was so close. He could feel it now. He could escape, whatever was behind that door was his ticket out of here.
"Not that way, partner." His inner hollow had appeared beside him as he reached for the door.
"How do I know you're not just trying to mislead me?"
"Why ever would I do such a thing? I have no reason to mislead you. You do enough of that on your own."
Ichigo out of spite to his inner hollow reached out to grip the door handle again. He pulled, the door began to open.
"Ichigo!"
Someone was shaking him. His eyes slowly opened and he saw Aizen.
What was real? He didn't even know anymore.
His hand reached up slowly rubbing against Aizen's cheek. His eyes were open, but he had no clue of his actions. That was when he felt the bed shift and he became very aware of what was happening.
Aizen was now sitting on the bed, his hand was entwined with his own. His finger was softly stroking over his hand. Ichigo bit his lip, well this was some wakeup call. This was somewhat his own fault though, even if he had not been aware of his actions.
"Aizen" he got out. His throat felt dry.
Aizen was looking at him with the most intense look in his eyes.
"Is this real?"
Aizen sighed, his finger had stopped stroking his hand. "Which part are you referring to Ichigo?"
"This, before. I don't know what to think anymore." He may have ruined the moment, but he didn't know how to deal with Aizen in this matter. He couldn't shake the odd feeling in the pit of his stomach.
Aizen had shifted in the bed, but he had not gotten up. Ichigo got out from under the covers and sat up in the bed. "I'm trying to understand. Are you referring to this moment right now? Yes this is real. I am here. You're not dreaming. Yes you went off into the halls after I had told you to rest before. Yes you got caught. Yes you blacked out earlier. Is your head still hurting, Ichigo?"
Ichigo looked at the man that was sitting on his bed. He didn't know who he was anymore. Had he always been a doctor, and his mind had just labeled him as the villain or was this the fake reality not the other way around? He tried to think of how Aizen was like before in the world he knew. Aizen had tricked the Soul Society, he had been a good captain before he all of a sudden betrayed them. Aizen was a man of illusions. This could all be an illusion. What was real though?
"Ichigo what exactly do you want to hear?"
Ichigo looked at the man. "Tell me the truth. Tell me if this is really reality. I am having trouble believing it is. I mean what is behind that door?"
Aizen frowned. "Nothing of importance."
"Is it a way out?"
"No."
"Then what is it?"
"Perhaps I was wrong to think you could help Grimmjow. He is a bad influence on you. Gin."
Gin must have been outside the door because the snake opened the door and stuck his head in. "Yes Dr. Aizen."
"Throw Grimmjow into solitary again."
"Of course."
"And Gin?"
"Yes?"
"Try not to make a habit out of spying on me."
Gin frowned, nodded and disappeared closing the door. Ichigo sighed. "Why put Grimmjow into solitary again?"
"He has misbehaved, and those who misbehave are punished. Ichigo, I want you to follow me."
"Are we going to the mess hall? I believe I know this place well enough to find my way myself."
"No, we are going elsewhere. You will be eating with me and not with the other patients."
"Um okay" he got out going to get out of the bed. Aizen grabbed his hand to stop him.
"Remember what I said. You are not an exception to that rule. If you misbehave, you will be punished as well. "
Ichigo gulped, the way the man in front of him spoke reminded him so much of the Aizen he knew. Aizen's eyes soften as he got up off the bed pulling Ichigo with him. He had thankfully let go of his hand. Ichigo followed shortly behind him. Was the man acting, was this all his illusion? He hadn't thought he had been exposed to Aizen's shikai though. Perhaps it was all his imagination. Ichigo was too lost in thought to register that Aizen had stopped. He ended up running straight into the man's back. He could tell Aizen was shaking his head.
"You can come out now, Momo."
"Dr. Aizen" the girl had come out of the shadows. Ichigo tried to remember what she was in here for and who she had been before. She was here for bi-polar and if he remembered correctly she had been the fifth squad's lieutenant and served under Aizen.
"Why are you following me, Momo?"
"It isn't fair!"
"What isn't fair?" Aizen voice was calm as he looked at Momo.
"You have been spending so much time with him. I don't understand what you see in him. Why don't you want me, Dr. Aizen?!" It looked like the girl was going to start crying at any moment.
"Momo, we had this talk already. I cannot return your affection. You are a nice girl. Momo. Though you are not my patient. Go back to the mess hall, Momo."
"No! I will not! Why is he so special?!" The tears had started to fall down her check. Ichigo stood still, he wanted to disappear. Momo had come up in front of him. "The only thing that makes him different is that orange hair! I heard he is named after a strawberry. Do you like him because you think he is some strawberry? I can make you feel so much better, Dr. Aizen." Momo was so close to him, and he felt like he couldn't move.
It was at that moment he thought the girl was going to pull out a zanpakutō. "That is enough, Momo. We have gone over this over and over again. I am not interested in you."
"Would you be if I was a guy?"
"Momo." Aizen's voice had gone from calm to a stern tone of voice.
"I refuse to give up on you, Dr. Aizen. Because this boy won't be here for long." Momo whipped something out from her pocket. Ichigo saw how it caught the light. Ichigo went to defend himself. The girl had stopped though. Aizen had caught her hand, making her release the blade piece in her hand. The blade fell to the ground. She was bleeding.
"Snap" Momo said quietly.
That was a release command for a zanpakutō. Ichigo jumped back, it was sloppy, but he had to be prepared. He wished he had Zangetsu, he would be so much better off if he did. He was ready for anything that came his way, he would have to deal with not having Zangetsu in hand. Though the attack never came. Two men had appeared and were leading Momo away.
"You can't get rid of me Dr. Aizen. The boy will be dead and there will be nothing you can do." One of the men had to have knocked her out because she fell silent and Ichigo could see her body slouch in the men's grips.
"What the hell was that about?!" Ichigo couldn't help the shaking in his voice, nor could he help his voice rising. Aizen had gone back to his calm composure and had grabbed his hand and was leading him away from the scene. Ichigo didn't see the blade fragment anywhere. Perhaps it was all an illusion. Though if Aizen was doing it, why would he have done something like that? No he had to remember in this reality this was a mental asylum. The people here may have been his friends before, but he had to take things as they came.
Aizen had led him into the room, he had been silent the whole time. He closed the door after he stepped into the room. "Are you not going to answer me?"
"Ignore that one, she isn't stable. "
"I would say so. She threaten to kill me. Would you like to explain what that was all about though, Dr. Aizen?" Ichigo couldn't help the mocking tone in his voice as he called the man Dr. Aizen.
"She is obsessed with me, I have told her on countless occasions that it won't happen. That is probably why Dr. Hitsugaya hates me."
Ichigo felt like he would believe what Aizen said, and not push the subject. That event had clearly meant something. He would have to be careful around Aizen or perhaps he should just play along.
"So why did you bring me here anyways?"
"I told you, I want you to eat with me." Ichigo finally looked at his new surroundings. The rooms were off white, but this room had cherry woods floors. There were several small green rugs around the room, one in front of the door, one surrounding a table and one on the side of the bed. The bed?! Ichigo couldn't help but stare at the bed. White sheets, with black and maroon trim with matching pillows. He had to force himself to stop staring at the bed. Ichigo's then saw that food was on the table.
He couldn't force himself to ask any more questions. Aizen had moved over to the table, expecting Ichigo to follow him. Ichigo couldn't help but realize that this was not a typical meal for a patient in this place. It smelt so good. He sort of wondered who the cook was. He took his seat at the table. He took in the different dishes in front of him on the tray. Ichigo noted that the food had to have been made specially. It wasn't exactly the typical meal. Vegetable and chicken yakitori, rice, what looked like a variation of miso soup, and either teriyaki salmon or chicken. He was pretty sure that there were both though. The tea and water was once again present.
"Go ahead Ichigo" Aizen said he was already picking up his chopsticks.
He muttered his thank you and began to eat his food. Oh god this was the best food he had ever tasted.
"Aizen" he got out.
"Yeah?"
"I am sort of curious, just who made this food? It is probably some of the best food I have ever tasted."
"I'm glad that you like it. I picked the menu out myself, but I did not cook it. The cooks name is Kaname Tosen. Why?"
Ichigo was wondering if the other traitorous captain was here too, that answered his question. "No reason, I would like to thank the cook one day. Wait has he made all of my food so far?"
"No. Just this meal. This place has another cook. I asked Kaname to make this meal for us."
Ichigo smiled and went back to eating. He had to admit that Aizen did have good taste, even if he didn't know which Aizen was the real Aizen anymore.
After they had finished eating, Aizen moved away from the table. Ichigo stayed where he was. He was still a little stunned that he was in the man's room.
"The meal was amazing, thank you. So this is your room?"
"Yes it is. It is a lot more private then the mess hall and I couldn't take you to the employ longue to have dinner. It was the only choice actually. Though I wanted to have dinner with you. You can come over here Ichigo." Ichigo got up and followed the man who had moved towards his bed.
Ichigo gulped. Was the man going to make a move on him at this moment? Aizen took a seat on the bed, and patted the place beside him. Ichigo cautiously sat down on the bed.
"I would like to clear some things up, Ichigo."
"Um okay."
"I do like you, you have probably figured that out. I like you more than a doctor should like their patient. Your father may very kill me if he knew. Though I understand that you are still very confused about things and well about me. I will not make the first move though. I wanted you to know how I felt about you. It is all up to you, I will not push you to do anything."
Ichigo blinked. He didn't expected to hear those words leave Aizen's lips. Yes he had realized that Aizen was in love with him, but he didn't expect that Aizen would come right out and say it. Then there was the last part of it too, he wouldn't push him to do anything. Ichigo didn't know what to think anymore. He felt a small blush go across his checks. Was he in love with Aizen? No he couldn't be.
He could only imagine if the Soul Society found out about that. He would be deemed a traitor too. That was when it hit him, what if that wasn't real and this was. The man wasn't that much older than he was, it wasn't as if it was illegal or anything. Though what if the odd feeling in his stomach meant something bad was going to happen. What if Aizen had planned this all out and wanted him to fall for him. Aizen could be playing with his emotions.
His body however did the talking for him, his mind had no choice in the matter apparently. He went closer to Aizen and pressed his lips to Aizen's. The older male wrapped his arms around him, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss. The kiss was a lot different than the one he had shared with Grimmjow. That one had been downright awkward compared to this one.
Ichigo couldn't stop his hands from going into the other man's hair. Aizen didn't stop him. Ichigo wondered if he had kissed Aizen before. It was the oddest thing to think of as he was kissing the man, but he remembered his dream. Something was terribly wrong, Aizen had been talking about whatever was behind the door. Had Aizen really been the person to steal his first kiss or had it been Grimmjow? He was confused. He pushed Aizen down against the bed. He had no experience, but his body seemed to want this, his mind on the other hand was spinning.
Aizen had pulled away from the kiss and was looking up from him from his spot under him. "Ichigo, are you sure you really want to do this? Remember I'm not forcing you to do anything. I'm not saying no, if this is what you really want to do. "
Ichigo had to truly think this out. Aizen had to be more experience than him. This would be his first time after all. Aizen wanted this though, he could tell by looking in the man's eyes. "We can stop at any time if you do decide to go through with this." Aizen's voice was calm as ever.
Was this really real? Ichigo couldn't help it as his fingers seemed to start to undo Aizen's shirt. The shirt slide to the side as the last button was undone. Ichigo kissed the now bare chest of the man under him. Was this really him? Was he really in control? Aizen was panting a little bit under him. Ichigo softly nibbled on Aizen's neck, which caused a small moan to leave the man's lips. "Is this really what you want" Aizen got out again, he was softly panting.
Ichigo came to his senses. He was looking down at Aizen who was softly panting under him, he was bared chested and a small bite mark was on his neck. Had he really done this? He couldn't move from hovering over Aizen. "That is what I thought" Aizen got out, he looked a little disappointed.
Ichigo brought his lips down to softly kiss Aizen's. The kiss was softly returned, but Aizen pulled away before the kiss could deepen. He moved from underneath Ichigo. Ichigo moved so he was now just sitting on the bed. He didn't know what had come over him. Though he was very distracted by Aizen being shirtless.
Aizen had pulled Ichigo into him, his fingers were going through his spiky hair "We will work up to it" he whispered into his ear. "At least I know how you feel about me that is good enough." Aizen was softly nibbling on his neck. Ichigo's eyes closed. God that felt so good. That was when Aizen began to slowly suck on the skin on his neck. Ichigo couldn't stop the moan that left his mouth. "God" he got out.
He thought he could feel Aizen smirking on his neck, but his neck was so sensitive right now, it could have been his imagination. "I have an idea" Aizen finally said moments after his mouth had left Ichigo's neck.
Ichigo made a noise in reply, he wasn't exactly sure even what kind of noise it was.
Aizen had moved him so that he was now facing the other man. "How about you stay with me tonight."
"But won't anyone think…" he was silenced by Aizen kissing him.
"Not at all. Remember no one else handles you, I am the only doctor you need."
This was wrong. He wouldn't admit it out loud, but it was all wrong. How could he have allowed himself to fall for Aizen? The man had to be tricking him. Complete and utter hypnosis. Maybe Aizen had used his shikai on him somehow. It was all an illusion. Yet the bad feeling was gone from his stomach, he felt at peace with Aizen like this.
"I'm positive that my bed is way more comfortable then the bed you have. Don't make me result to begging" Aizen got out. Wait what the hell? Had Aizen said he would beg?
"You really want me to stay don't you?"
"Yes."
"Aren't you worried about what everyone else might think? You're the head doctor and well I am a patient, isn't this sort of forbidden." As he said the words, Ichigo felt almost a thrill from it. He was being a rebel.
"You're not exactly a normal patient. Gin will make sure no one thinks the wrong thing though."
"Gin? " He had forgotten about the devil's snake. "Please tell me he doesn't sleep with you."
Aizen chuckled. "Why would that make you jealous?" Ichigo was pretty sure his face was bright red. "He doesn't sleep with me though. Well there was that one time though."
Ichigo looked at him. Was he joking? "You slept with Gin?"
Aizen reassured him with a smile. "It was harmless, nothing happened. Promise. "
"I want to know the story though."
Aizen looked at him. "I figured. I'll tell you but only if you promise to stay with me for the night. "
"Fine, now explain."
"Gin may have been drunk and ended up sneaking into my bed one night."
"He was drunk, did Rangiku share her sake?" Ichigo didn't know Rangiku that well, nor did he know Gin that well, but he did know that Rangiku liked to drink.
Aizen chuckled. "Yes. I'm not sure which one of them started it though. I woke up with Gin in my bed, he was passed out and didn't remember a thing."
"Aizen, odd question for you."
"Call me Sōsuke. Though what is it?"
"Um okay. Sōsuke, do you drink?" Saying Aizen's first name felt foreign to him, but it also felt nice. He couldn't truly explain it.
"Occasionally, but not that often. Did you hope to see me drunk?"
"No. I was just curious." Aizen softly kissed him.
"If I recall, you have never taste sake. Perhaps we should break into a bottle one day soon. I doubt you will see me drunk though."
"Well how about if we include Gin and Rangiku."
"You are hoping to see me drunk. I knew it."
"Am not. Though it is physically possible, right?"
"I suppose yes. Though don't get your hopes up. Now shhh "he got out.
Ichigo could hear footsteps as they walked towards the door. "Dr. Aizen?"
"Yes, Kisuke."
Shit Kisuke was outside the door. "You have the patient, Ichigo Kurosaki in your room don't you."
"Why would you say a thing like that Kisuke?"
"I saw you abduct him, but no worries Sōsuke, your secret is safe with me. "
"Don't trust him" Ichigo whispered in Aizen's ear. Aizen moved out of the bed, not even bothering to put on his shirt again. He opened the door. Ichigo could see Kisuke.
"So what do I owe this pleasure?" Aizen said.
"Oh I thought you would like to know something, but well it isn't important. My lips are sealed." Kisuke pulled out a fan. Ichigo looked in amazement, he wondered when it was going to come out.
"What is it, Kisuke?"
Both men were looking at him, he was still sitting on Aizen's bed.
"Oh you got it out of me. A patient has escaped."
"What?!" Aizen got out. Aizen went into the room, pulled his shirt on doing up most of the buttons and went running out of the room. Kisuke went into the room, looking at Ichigo.
"So you really want to see what is behind that door?"
"Was there really a patient that escaped?"
"Yes, there was Ichigo. Though what about the door?"
"Who?"
"Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez."
Grimmjow had escaped. He looked at Kisuke and nodded. "Yes I want to see what is behind that door."
Kisuke smiled at him. "Very well, Ichigo. Follow me and do try to keep up."
