"Ace?..."

"Hmf," she response, sleeping.

"Ace, wake up."

Ace begins to feel around for Gin, who…left some time during the night apparently.

"Ace, it's me, Kate. Wake up; I need to talk to you."

She opens her eyes slowly, taking in the blinding light, "What is it? I'm tired."

"Answer my questions, I just want to know."

She mumbles, "Level? Nye. Skills? It's bad."

"I just want to know at least our skills…I am your best friend."

"Kate, its just shadow. Nothing important, just bad."

"What you mean shadow?"

Ace looks at the corner as Kate does the same. The shadow moves, like a snake slithering on the ground.

"Something moving back there Ace!"

The shadow snake moves towards Kate, crawling around her legs, binding them tightly together. She struck her sword into it. Nothing.

"Kate, nothing really does harm it unless it's enough force to knock it up. Like the wind, blowing away leaves.

The shadow dissolves at the flick of Ace's fingers.

"Creepy…There's nothing bad with it Ace, honestly you're being paranoid."

Ace falls silent, curling up in the corner.

"…I see you later tonight," Kate bid her byes, watching the corner as she exits out the room.

Then Aizen shows up, opening the cell, "Coming Acemeir?"

"Why should—ow!"

Aizen lifts her up, her front body against the wall, "because you surely know what will happen."

Ace signs and gives in, "Okay…"

"Good girl," he praises as he grins, which feels more of a smirk. Ace could not see all of the sudden, body numbing up.

"I'm dead. I'm dying," She thought, before passing out to the powerful drug. Her body, heavy and limp. Slow breathing in the silent. He picks her up and disappears. Aizen pulls off her necklace, leaving it on the ground. Her important item.

"Michiyo," The noble calls. Michiyo quickly stops and turns around.

"Yes Captain Kuchiki?"

"Give this letter to her," he says, handing her a piece of folded paper. She unfolds it and reads, "Good bye."

"That's it? Byakuya! You know how fragile she is. I know you, at least, care a bit. You're just gonna break apart her heart?! I refuse to give this to her," she fumes, crumbling up the paper and throws it to the ground.

"Very well. I'll give it to her myself," he calmly speaks, picking up the balled paper and fixing it back into neat folds. He walks pass Michiyo, as she tries to keep in control of her anger. How furious he's treating her friend, her Miharu. How…sad that…Miharu have this unavoidable fate. How she would lose her only best friend. A hand lightly touches her shoulder.

"Michi…you okay? You know there's nothing we can do…" Shuuhei murmur, unsure of what he should say.

"Hichitake," Byakuya speaks clearly, in his state of no emotion.

A quiet shuffling.

"Miharu Hichitake," he repeats.

Dead silent.

"A note for you," he drops it. As if on cue, the gentle wind blows it across the floor, landing near her feet. The sound of paper crippling fills the room. She reads the letter, the one line that will cause her heartache.

"Good bye…" she weakly speaks, sounding sick. Byakuya stands a bit longer, scanning in the dark to see a shadow figure of her. Shortly after, Miharu quiet whimper slowly turns into tears. Softly crying. He tries to shrug her, or his own feeling, away.

"Crying is a weakness, surrender to your heart's contest." He follows her cries slowly. Miharu slowly harsh herself, silently cries into her blanket.

"No need to cry," he kneels down, gently patting her on the back. He mentally curses to himself for being so…so like this every time Miharu is harm.

Miharu tackles him, hugging him ever so tight of fear being alone. He quickly turns cold, "Let go."

Miharu clings, refusing to let him go. He sighs. She buries her face under his chin, murmuring three words. Byakuya tries not to soften as he repeat those cold words, "Let go Miharu."

"No," she firmly says.

"Mihi," he repeats, "let go, now." He wraps his fingers around her face, thumbs on her chin and moves her face away. Her grip on him loosens, but she still refuses to let go. Her sky clear eyes, shining with water, stares right in his cold violet eyes, begging not to be alone. With Miharu hurt look, Byakuya lets out a soft sigh, wiping her tears away with his free hand.

"Mihi…please…you look so…gloom…its depressing for a girl like you…"

"Then don't go…?"

"Mihi, no I can't," he slowly loosens his grip on her face, getting ready to stand. Before he do so, Miharu kisses him, arms tightly secure around his neck to prevent separation.

He kisses back, a hand on the back of her head. His fingers curling around her soft hair. A moment passes. He pulls away after running out of breath, but Miharu feels scare that he'll leave, so he kisses him again, harder as her soft lips bruises. His heart beats hard and fast, trying to keep himself cool down. Miharu's heart stays normal as she breathe slowly to control her heartbeat. Finally, she lets him go, looking at the floor, her lips of pale purple.

"Mihi…" he breathes, his sweet summer breath sweeps across her shoulder.

"I'm sorry…" she sighs, her pinky gently stroking across her lips.

"No, I am sorry," he lifts her chin up and turns her head, facing her, "I love you, but I can't love you."

Her eyes start to water again, her voice cracking, "She would want you to be happy…"

"Miharu, I can't. It's…complicated."

"I know that but it doesn't help with me in love with you...," she murmurs, putting her hands together.

He strokes her lips and kisses gently, then her neck.

"I have to go; I will not see you again until you're near death. You and I are too close."

He gets up, regardless of Miharu clinginess.

"We been friends since forever until now…don't tell me it's over…"

Miharu tends to overreact and panics. It helps with the noble being gentle by agreeing with what she doesn't want, makes it more credible.

"It's over," his voice echoes.

"Byakuya no!" she shouts.

After a moment of realizing that the noble isn't with her, she remains in her standing position, and wait. Waiting for her death to sweep through her body. To take away her heartbroken pain. A little girl with a sad ending

The weeks pass by, the changes that begins to stir.

"I can't believe those assholes won't let me in!"

""Mich, it just because the extermination is coming up."

"But Shuuhei," she whines, "she's such an…innocent…person. It not even serious enough for death. Her sate kept moving up. Kind of suspicious. Beside, soul reapers done it in the past and didn't get terminated!"

"Well that was then. This is now."

"I think something is going on."

Momo holds the false letter close to her chest, a letter from Aizen that Rangiku has retrieved.

Gin and Izuru walks along the rood, as Toshiro steps into view.

"Just as I thought. If you broke him out, you weren't smart to not make it very obvious, Ichimaru."

"What…" Gin grins, "you misunderstood lil' Toshiro, I did the obvious cuz' I wanted people to know. After all, tis a good thing I got here before Hinamori did."

"Before she gets here, I'll kill you Ichimaru," Toshiro start pulling out his zan, but let's go of it as it slides back in place, seeing Momo landing in front of him.

Momo faces Ichimaru, as Toshiro cries out that Ichimaru is far too strong for her. She pulls out her zan but as it turns out, she's against Toshiro. Her childhood friend. She places her zan on Toshiro's shoulder near the base of his neck, eyes welling up. Gin just smirks in the background, watching.

"Along this road, we won't stop moving forward.

Not even if we become separated from one another.

That how life goes; Always changing, never stopping.

But even so, if these were times when we were afraid, when we'd look back on it all and wonder we'd just say that this was our destiny, wouldn't we?

So we start off, All walking down the same road.

That's why we can't stop moving forward.

Along this road, even I we become separated.

We can't stop moving forward. Along this road.

Even if///The road is closed.

Thus, I sense that my time is near…to show my faith in you…I will tell you all of the facts of this conspiracy that I have discovered. I discovered a terrible scheme in my investigation, and why the execution date keeps moving forward. The reason why Hichitake Miharu is sentenced to death. The real goal of this execution isn't to execute Hichitake Miharu. The scheme is to take control of something and was planned before Miharu's captured. That's "something" is…

Terminal Duo. Only during the execution, will the seal on the Terminal Dou be lifted. The blade has the destructive power of a million soul cutters; the base has the defensive strength of the same magnitude to withstand the power of the blade at the time of the execution, the shinigami is tied to the support beam and the blade will run through the convict. It is said that during that instant, the power of the blade will surge to more than 10 times the original strength. The conspirator that plans to use that power to destroy the city, as well as all of soul society. And the name of that cursed man is…

Hitsugaya Toshiro

"…that's really…what Aizen wrote…on the letter?" Toshiro ask with a shock expression.

"…yes…and he wrote this at the end…"

Tonight, I successfully got him to meet me at the eastern holy wall. I will stop him from succeeding in this plan. If he doesn't, I will fight him to the death. Hinamori-kun, if I die…Please inherit my will…and slay him. This is my…last wish…not as the captain of the 5th division, but as a man…pleading…for…your…help.

Momo screams as she raises her sword, at her very best friend. Toshiro stares at her, still in shock. The winter captain avoids her hit as it comes down, and just simply dodging as Momo cries, filled with pain, but also, confusion. She doesn't know what to do as she strikes angrily into the ground. Toshiro dodges up into the air.

Aizen's will is a fake, he looks to Gin, whose smirking the whole time through, haven't even moved an inch from his spot.

"…I see…so this is also…part of your devilish scheme!!! Ichimaru!!!" He yells, anger creeping onto his face. He pulls out his zan, once again, only to be caught by Momo's attack in front of him, between him and Gin. He couldn't avoid this attack in midair so his only choice was to hit Momo. He despises that but he did anyways. Momo falls onto the rood, bruise forming on her cheek. She passes out from the hit.

"The captain of the 10th Division is so cruel!" Gin taunts, "There's no need to hit that hard…A girl who has lost her mind to her emotion…"

"Ichimaru… The alarm sure went off with perfect timing," Toshiro points out, "…what are you trying to do? Can't you just enjoy the last alarm quietly…? Soon…you won't be able to hear it ever again. Not just Aizen…Hinamori too…you made her suffer so much pain…To the point that she held her soul-cutter so tight that her hand bled…"

"I told you, Ichimaru."

"I'm afraid that I do not understand…"

"If you made Hinamori shed even one drop of blood…I'd kill you!!!"

"…Aa…That's no good, Captain of the 10th division. If you draw your sword here…I'll have no choice but to stop it with mine," Gin says, hand on his sword's halt.

"Cap…Captain Ichimaru?" Izuru shutters.

"Move back, Izuru," Gins order, "Unless you want to die."

"Get out of here Kira. If you stay anywhere within 7 square-miles of this place…I can't guarantee that I wont drag you into this," Toshiro says, jumping into the air as he actives his banki, "Soar in the frozen sky!!" Ice forms around his zan into a huge ice dragon, "Hyourinmaru!!!"

The dragon, Hyourinmaru, of ice and water being formed by spiritual energy but also even controls the weather. The strongest ice-element swords. Hyourinmaru strikes at Gin, who remains in his place. Izuru jumps out of the way, covered in water as ice crystallize on his arm. Gin avoids the attack, landing on the higher roof behind him. Toshiro throws another attack at him, which Gin avoids but his left arm, snagged by Toshiro's chain around it, and ice. The ice forming and grows on his arm.

"You're done for, Ichimaru!"

Gin opens his eyes, colored pool of red blood.

"Shoot him, Shinsou," Gin smirks, his zan striking close to Toshiro's face, so close to his left eye. Toshiro dodged it in time, falling back as he breaks the ice off Gin's arm. Gin closes his eyes as his shinsou continues to Momo's laying body.

"…Are you sure? If you dodge it…She-will-die."

Michiyo flashes in and blocks Gin's attack.

Miharu sit calmly in the chair, as the execution members repeat the execution, that it been moved once again, taking place tomorrow. Miharu's eyes widen at this new, but stays calm and nods, accepting it.

"Michiyo…if you haven't come here…Hinamori would've died…Thanks…"

Gin withdraws his sword, and walks off.

"Instead of coming after me, shouldn't you take care of the vice-captain of the 5th division?" Gin disappears with Izuru.

A hell butterfly flies in, delivering the execution message. That Hichitake Miharu's execution date been changed to exactly 24 hours from now.

Toshiro runs out of the room, heading to the execution side, with Michiyo following behind.

"Byakuya!! Bad news…Hichitake's execution is—

"I have heard from the hell butterfly a while ago," Byakuya interrupts.

"I see. I'll get right to the point…"

"No," he interrupts Ukitake again, "I don't care. In the future, don't stop me for unnecessary things like that. Excuse me."

"…you….you!" Ukitake grabs his scarf, pulling him around, "Stop joking around! How could you say such things right now?! Its tomorrow! Tomorrow!"

Ukitake voice starts to strain and coughs as he legs go of him.

"….Don't stress it…It won't make much of a difference if it's happen two or three more times."

Ukitake stares at him in shock.

"Even if she is killed, it shouldn't concern you, senpai. Please be reasonable. Don't act so recklessly."