CHAPTER NINE: THE ESPADA TAKE SPECIAL REQUESTS FOR NUMBER OF HOSTAGES IN A KIDNAPPING? NOT LIKELY.

ICHIGO POV

I was surrounded by the Espada, Grimmjow and the fat guy still struggling to untangle their limbs, and, by the grunts and cussing heard from down below, they weren't having much luck. The big-breasted blonde came at me next, her green eyes flashing guiltily. Dodging her swift kick, I couldn't help but wonder where the hell Shiro was at a time like this. But, now that I mentioned it, Gin didn't appear to be here either. They probably didn't want to come. Shiro might have been fighting tooth-and-nail against his comrades if he knew that Yuzu and Karin were here. And Gin, hell both of them, were head over heels for each other so whatever one did, the other would be right behind. Dodging a low blow, the blonde soon grew tired of my dodging and grabbed a lamp, swinging it toward my form, surprising me with the sheer force of the swing and slamming me to the opposite wall. My head hitting the plaster painfully, I dizzily got up and tried to clear my spinning vision. Staggering forward, I parried the next swing of the lamp by grabbing the base and pulling. Caught off balance, my opponent stumbled forward, and I kicked as hard as I could, landing my foot right into her solar plexus, effectively knocking her out cold. Stepping over her unconscious body, I readied myself for the next opponent, only to find Aizen smirking at me.

AIZEN POV

Really, it wasn't as if I was planning to hurt the boy at all. I just needed him back. I wanted to gaze into those chocolate brown eyes, enjoying the way my reflection gazed back at me, taking me in through innocent eyes. I wanted him to gaze at me as if I was his god. He would be mine and never love anyone else. Forever, we would be together, but I would never use this love as an excuse to get most of my top Espada together to invade Kisuke's base. It was unheard of. So I made up a slight lie about Ichigo being a potential threat when Gin and Shiro were not present. I knew many of my subordinates were skeptical and hesitant, but no harm would be done. He would be injected with a mild sedative that I had Syazel concoct. He would be knocked out if he somehow managed to not be injected with the drug. Not at all tricky, until I forgot that this beauty was Kisuke's son, Shirosaki's twin brother that had managed to take down even my right hand man, Gin. It was supposed to be easy, that is, it would have been if Ichigo Urahara was who I wished he was. So I would have to take matters into my own hands. If you want something done perfectly, call Sousuke Aizen to do it. Holding up Yoruichi in front of the boy, I took her injured, struggling form and punched her in the stomach, right where I knew it would hurt. She let out a loud, pain-filled grunt. Dropping her, I watched as she curled in on herself. Honestly, it was me we were talking about, as if that measily way of protecting herself would keep me from doing any more damage. Grabbing her by her hair, I held her over my head, for all to see and watched as a horrified expression crossed Ichigo's beautiful face. What a fitting look to describe what I was about to do. Swinging her back and forth slowly, I watched as Ichigo stumbled forward, the fear filling his mind causing him to not think clearly enough to walk, and I threw her away, as if she was garabage, right into the window, and heard a satisfying thud as she hit the ground, probably breaking a few of her bones. Silence awaited my action, and that was when Ichigo screamed. The sound raw as it ripped its way out of his throat. He staggered a few more steps before falling to his knees, crawling his way to the window as he sobbed pitifully. Oh yes. Now I remember. Masaki died in much of the same way. She took Ichigo out to shop when suddenly they were grabbed and used in a hostage situation. They were led to the building's roof and the police, incompetent folk, didn't believe that the man, who happened to be high on drugs, would do anything. Pushed to his limit, the man shoved Masaki off the top of the building before he was shot down by a police sniper. Ichigo experienced the whole thing.

Kisuke picked that wondrous moment to wake up, his eyes groggily opening, only to snap to Ichigo's sobbing form that was still trying to make its way over to the window. Pulling himself up, Kisuke also crawled to his son's sobbing form. Enveloping the spasm racked body into a hug, holding his son and rocking him back and forth.

"Take deep breaths Ichigo." Kisuke whispered as a tear escaped his eyes. Processing the damage in his scientifically-wired brain, Urahara had a pretty good idea for what had happened.

The Espada stood horrified; watching the scene with what could only be called guilt and sorrow.

"I-Ichigo. I'm f-f-fine, h-honey." Came the broken call from down below. It was barely heard over the loud half-screams and gasps for air.

NORMAL POV

Striding coldly over to where Kisuke kept Ichigo firmly in his hands, Aizen knocked him out with a well placed blow while Ichigo's father still had his hands encircled around his son. Mugetsu took that as his que and took over Ichigo's body, black hair growing out and eyes reddening.

AIZEN POV

"You have caused Ichigo Urahara much more trouble than need be. I shall not forgive you for putting him through excessive harm." Mugetsu growled, appearing behind me and swinging around, aiming for my neck. I jumped, his hand barely skimming my skin, and aimed a kick for his torso. All hell broke loose when "lchi-nii. We heard you-" was heard before Yuzu Kurosaki was cut off when Mugetsu appeared before them and picked them up. Taking them and Kisuke Urahara outside to Yoruichi's body, he left them there before telling them to call Aunt Soi-Fon. He re-appeared in front of us before suddenly turning back into Ichigo and passing out. Seeing Shirosaki and Gin standing there, I noticed Gin had his arm stretched out and a sedative was stuck into Ichigo's arm. Shirosaki's eyes were wide as he took in the damage. All of a sudden, he was in front of me, grabbing me by the collar, and started to yell in my face.

"What the FUCK did ya' do ta' my twin and my house. Do ya' know wha' this coulda done to 'im?! This is gonna take a lotta FUCKIN' work! Damn it Aizen!" As he was yelling at me I noticed as Gin pulled Syazel by his hair over to Ichigo's body, making him check on his wounds. Finding nothing but emotional stress, Syazel was sent out to treat Yoruichi's broken body. Soi-fon was not called and Yuzu and Karin were taken with Ichigo's body. Though a lot of struggling was undergone, after a while, Karin had to be sedated and Yuzu had a few bruises, much to Shirosaki and Gin's displeasure.

SLAP

It rang out as a burning feeling settled itself on my face. Bringing my hand up to my face, I saw Gin glare at me and tell me "You should be ashamed!" I supposed I deserved it.

~HELL YEAH YOU DESERVED IT! I had an extremely hard time writing Ichigo crying and Aizen's part wasn't really hard to believe, but I still had a hard time writing cruel things be done to Ichigo. Poor Him! ~BOOGEY-MANN-HEART-ICHI