Well, here we go again. Hopefully this chapter will be more interesting than that last one…

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or its characters. Only Yume, Hatsuyume, Rei and their respective techniques belong to me. And... adding to my disclaimer, the character and techniques of Kenzaki Okami belong to Kamen Rider Blaze.

Yume had long lost track of time as she wandered in Las Noches. One day, two weeks, an eternity- it all appeared the same to her in this world of forever night. The only things to break to the monotony that she had fallen into were her training sessions with Hatsuyume and the occassional conversation with Gin.

The conversations with Gin, well, those were far less serious than that fateful day of her sister's death. In all truth, Yume had found something of a brother in the grinning captain. She was sure that Aizen had probably noticed this, but he had said nothing concerning it. Deep down, Yume wondered if Aizen was pleased that Gin had found another reason to stay in Hueco Mundo. It was clear to the young woman that Aizen thought of Gin as a sort of son- abliet in a twisted sense, and she found herself vaguely wondering what her role was here.

While her conversations had take a pleasant turn, her training sessions were comprised of moments of living hell, and haunting echoes of memories of better times. She had made progress, and she was damn proud of it, no matter what else happened. Having learned how to penetrate someone's mindscape allowed Yume to increase the amount of time she spent tormenting the Fraccion- and not even leaving a hint of evidence that she had harmed them. According to Hatsuyume's theory, this ability was the crossover stage from her shikai into banaki. However, even the terror that she struck in the minds of the lesser Arrancar was becoming less amusing to her.

Today, however, things were not going to follow the same pattern. This morning- at least, she thought it was morning (it didn't really matter since she knew that she was supposed to show up right after her meal was delievered)- she had a meeting with Aizen.

Getting out of the bed, Yume sighed and stretched. She felt somewhat strange this morning, as if something that had been lurking in the depths of her heart was finally making itself known. With a shake of her head, she cleared that idea from her mind- she needed to be focused for her 'meeting' with Aizen.

Quietly moving towards her mirror, she began untangling the mass of silver that was her hair. After assuring that she looked more like someone who was never unprepared- the very image that she was trying to impress upon the man, she donned the white clothing that was standard of Aizen's army. The former lieutenant repressed a scowl at her reflection.

This looks bloody ridiculous! What kind of villian decides that white will be the color of his blasted army? After I manage to betray Aizen... I'll never wear this blasted color ever again.

After a few moments of waiting, the door opened and a rather fearful Arrancar entered the room with her breakfast. The poor thing was doing its best to remain innocious, but, as Hatsuyume was whispering in her mind- it reeked of fear. Yume smirked evilly, contemplating on whether or not she would play with this one.

Drawing her blade silently and watching the Arrancar's eyes widen further, she was about to speak her zanpakuto's release when what she was doing hit her. The former lieutenant froze as the Arrancar stared in horror. This is... wrong! What the hell is wrong with me? I never used to be like this... I used to actually take care of my subordinates... Captain Ukitake and Captain Kyoraku taught me that- and they would be disappointed in me now.

With a disgusted sigh, she sheathed her blade once more. The Arrancar had not moved an inch, fearing what unknown horrors this shinigami could unleash. Gathering her wits, she growled at the unfortunate soul, "Get out of here before I change my mind."

The Arrancar bowed swiftly and practically ran out of the door. Dimly, Yume registered the fact that she would have been amused had this occured before her bloodlust had began to grow. Right now though, all she could feel was anger. Anger that she had truly fallen so far and so fast without actually noticing it. Knowing that she couldn't deal with this feeling right now, she did her best to shove it from her mind. She ate in silence without really noticing the meal, her thoughts elsewhere.

Damn you Aizen... this is all your fault. If you had never found out about my powers... then I would never have been kidnapped. Stupid memory powers...

With a last glare at the reflection in the mirror, she left her room. Striding down the halls of Las Noches towards Aizen's throne room, she was stuck by the lack of, well, anything as she passed. There were no Arrancar nearby- as if they had known that she would be walking this very hall and had decided to run for their "lives".

With a sigh, she finally reached the throne room and without further ado, entered silently. To her dismay, no one was in the room. Shaking her head, Yume tried to control her temper.

Of course, they aren't bloody here! I know for a fact that I am not early... nor am I late... so... Where the hell are they?

As Yume was about ready to lose her cool and punch a hole in the wall, Aizen decided to make his appearance. He swept into the room and took a seat on the high throne as if he had already conquered heaven. The female shinigami had to control her facial expression and managed a neutral blank that would have made Captain Kuchiki proud. Hell, it made her proud, as she was dying to glare holes in the man sitting so calmly infront of her.

"Yume, my dear... I think it is time for your powers to be put to good use." Aizen smirked, his tone velvetly smooth.

She managed to simply quirk an eyebrow in response.

Aizen continued, "I want you to go into the human world an capture us a shinigami for interrogation. Use whatever powers you deem necessary... I will send you some Arrancar to cause a distraction while you kidnap your target."

Yume nodded, not particuarlly pleased about this latest development. However, she did not allow that displeasure to surface. Instead, she took her leave and prepared herself mentally for what was to come.

What a job... I have to select someone to torture... Yume thought as she left the white sands for the colorful human world. Stepping through the Gargantua with several lower class Arrancar, she wished that things had worked out differently.

After a few private moments of taking in the sight of color and feeling the gentle breeze about her, she barked out her orders. "Distract the shinigami at any cost. Keep them busy... or you'll find out why I'm feared by your less fortunate collegues."

Waiting as the Arrancar fled to do her bidding, she couldn't help the dark laugh that came to her lips. Pathetic creatures. After the sounds of battle had begun, Yume drew her blade.

"Sing, Hatsuyume."

*****

Across the town, a young male shinigami paused in his battle. He knew that he recognized that spiritual pressure and a frown made its way onto his handsome face. Shaking his black and silver hair from his face, he snarled as he made his way towards an old friend, "Yume... you traitor."

She felt his spiritual pressure coming towards her and she couldn't help but think of how they had met back in the academy. Shaking her head, she knew that those memories would only make things more difficult. However, she couldn't keep them from surfacing.

She was sparring with her best friend back in the academy. Kenzaki always had the upper hand because, deep down, Yume knew that she didn't want to harm her friend.

"What division do you want to belong to, Yume?" That was Kenzaki for you, always thinking of the future. "I'm going to be in Division 11."

Yume rolled her eyes, Kenzaki would never make it the way he was now, but she didn't have it in her to crush her friends dream. "I think I'd like to belong to Division 6."

The male almost dropped his sword, "With Captain Stick-up-his-ass?"

She struck, hoping to disarm her friend and end this without any bloodshed. "Captain Kuchiki is a model shinigami... and you're just jealous of him."

Kenzaki grinned and kept his hold on his blade, "Nah, that's not it, you have a crush on him!!"

Now though, they met on the field of a real battle and the mood was nothing like the one in her memory. Yume allowed the frown that she had been attempting to supress appear on her face.

"Yume! What the hell are you doing here?" His dark colored eyes blazed with a steady hatred.

"Kenzaki, its been too long." Her voice had managed to remain steady, despite the way that her mind was raging against this.

"How can you be so calm? Did you forget who you are?" Kenzaki yelled, pointing his blade in her direction.

Yume sighed, this was not going as planned. "I have forgotten nothing." She knew her time was limited, and so, she reluctantly began the battle against him.

The "lone wolf of squad 11" snarled at her as he blocked her blade and counter attacking, "What happened to my best friend?"

Images of her past flashed before Yume's eyes as she parried his attack.

Yume strolled though the gardens of her new division. It wasn't the one she had hoped for, but Division 8 already seemed like home. It was only missing one thing...

At that very moment, Kenzaki fell out of a tree. Talk about fate. "Yume... are you in Division 8 too?"

She grinned, "Yeah, looks like we both joined the Sake pirates..."

"Sake pirates? Yume, have you been reading too many fiction novels again?"

Yume laughed, "You know me. Besides, isn't that the perfect discription of our captain?"

The mood sombered as Kenzaki asked, "Why aren't you in Division 6?"

The silver-haired girl shrugged, "I wasn't good enough. What happened to Division 11?"

A flustered Kenzaki answered, "They said I was too... 'unprepared'."

Yume slung an arm around his shoulders, "You'll make it yet. I know you will."

Kenzaki had never given up his dream, and Yume had silently promised herself to do anything to make that dream come true. The silver haired shinigami smiled at her friend as he sparred against her. She would help him make it to the 11th, no matter what.

Yume grimaced, trying to keep her mind on the battle before her. "Now isn't the time for words." She struck low, aiming for his leg.

"Yume... what... what happened?" He managed to dance out of her way at the last second before swiping at her in return.

Her voice was a whisper, "Kenzaki.... for what its worth... I'm sorry. Reflexive Echo: Scatter, Sebonzakura."

She saw her friends eyes widen. Kenzaki knew this technique all too well. Yume had brought out her favorite weapon memory.

Kenzaki frowned at his friend, "Yume, how did you make lieutenant when I've never seen you perform Shikai?"

The silver-haired girl frowned, "Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean I can't do it."

The fourth seat of Squad 11 frowned at her, "Then show me."

"On one condition... you have to promise to never tell anyone what you see."

Kenzaki nodded, "No problem."

"Sing, Hatsuyume..." Her blade transformed and she felt for a moment, afraid to reveal her secret. Brushing the feeling aside, she trusted in Kenzaki. "Reflexive Echo: Scatter Sebonzakura."

The male froze, had he heard her right? Did she just say, 'Sebonzakura'.... what the...

He witnessed her blade transform, just as Captain Kuchiki's did... save that the flashes of flower petals were a vibrant purple. "Y-Yume?"

She smiled while directing the hundereds of blades in gentle arcs, "I can copy my memory of any Shikai technique I've ever seen. Of course, though, they each have a spin entirely my own... maybe I'll even copy someone's Bankai eventually- though, I'm not sure I could pull off more than a cheep imitation of it."

Without a seconds hesitation, knowing what would happen otherwise, Kenzaki readied his sword and released it. "Shine to the Heavens, Gin no Tsuki!" His blade shapeshifted into a claymore at the summons.

Fortunately for Kenzaki, he had done this just in time. Yume had begun to attack him using Kuchiki's shikai form. With a growl, he used his zanpakuto's special attack- and light eerily similar to a cero errupted from the end and scattered the blades.

Slashing his blade towards her, he sent another flash of light to attack. She didn't dodge out of the way, as she always would in the past. Instead, she slashed her own blade, cutting the attack in half with her own sword.

And then, to Kenzaki's surprise, Yume merely laughed. Her eyes glimmered with something that the fourth seat recognized as the beginnings of madness. "Why Kenzaki, I'm proud of you. No hesitation. That's how this battle should be."

Directing her copy of Sebonzakura once more, she sent countless numbers of blades towards him. He frowned, the Yume he knew was not like this. She was seriously out to kill him! She had loved sparring when she had been in the Seireitei, but she had never tried to kill him before. "Yume, what is wrong with you? This isn't like you at all!"

She paused and shook her head, her attack missing all on its own. I nearly lost myself there.... I need to finish this... before it happens again. "Reflexive Echo: Cry, Suzumushi."

Kenzaki cursed as he blacked out. The last sound he heard was Yume's voice once again. "I truly am sorry it turned out this way."

Well? What did you think? I kinda got a little carried away with myself... but... seeing as it was actually going to be several pages longer.. I am actually pretty pleased with this chapter. Hopefully you are too. Thank you for reading!!!!!