Lolololololololo Don't hate me after this chapter c': jk jk you all have every right to hate me, but seriously, it adds to the plot -spooky wiggly arms with a creepy grin- Enjoy eve


Once Ichigo was semi-calm, he stormed out of the candy shop. He still is upset that he was used as bait just to help Shiro. Night has settled over the town. Ichigo looks up, staring at the sky. The moon is a silver in the sky and the stars glow brightly. Ichigo slows to a walk, trying to wonder what had happened before he stormed away. An angel had came by, panicked, but Ichigo was too busy seething in anger to pay attention. Only a few cars drive past the orange haired angel, who looks ahead, watching out for any signs of danger. He lets his feet guide him away from the stuffy candy shop. The longer he walks, the more relaxed he becomes, almost as the night breeze is just carrying away all the negativity from him. The idea relaxes him even more and Ichigo smiles softly. He comes across a small cafe. The smell of coffee making him walk in without thinking. Only one other person is in the cafe aside from the employees. Ichigo smiles slightly as a young woman greets him. He orders a caramel espresso. He drifts over to a small table near a window, an elbow resting on the hard surface with his chin on his palm. He gazes out, brown eyes watching the cars zoom past and other humans walk past the window. He doesn't know how long he zoned out, but the sound of a cup being placed before him as him jerking out his mind. He nods his thanks and grabs the warm cup with both hands. He sighs as the warmth leaks into his hands. He smiles softly, eyes staring at the coffee drink as he waits for it cool a bit. Just as he is about to take a sip, somebody clears their throat next him. He looks over and his eyes widen in surprise.

"Tatsuki?!" Ichigo gasps. He stands up, gazing down at the smirking woman. She places her hands on her hips, dark hair falling across her brow.

"Sheesh, almost forgot me?" She teases. Ichigo laughs softly and hugs the woman.

"Oh god, it feels like it has been forever! So much has happened since we last saw each other," Ichigo says to the angel. He sits down, grinning brightly. Tatsuki laughs.

"It has been a while. How have you been?" Tatsuki asks, her brown eyes gleaming. Ichigo cradles his cup close, his smile waning.

"Confused and stressed. I have so much on my shoulders lately all because of what I am. It is really hard ya know. I guess I have to find a true form. Some really complicated demonic shit to be honest. My twin brother got his form, but only because his lover and Kisuke were assholes and almost got me killed! I really just to sleep and resume searching up things on our enemy. This war isn't going to be easy. I...I just hope I can stop others from being hurt. I don't want them to get hurt. There is just so much happening and I could go on and on about it. I don't want to waste your time," Ichigo sighs. Once he's finished talking he takes a sip of his coffee. Tatsuki snorts and then starts laughing.

"You aren't wasting my time Ichigo. Catch me up! The angels have been upping training, so I got nothing to report. So do explain what has been happening. I am always here to listen," she says and Ichigo sends her a grateful smile. Needing an outlet, he spills and he feels so relieved to have an old friend listen to him.

Rukia looked over, her violet eyes wide. "Why is he talking to that man?!" She whispers to Aizen.

The two were sent to follow Ichigo in case anything happened to him. The brunette frowns, head tilted as he scowls. Both are equally confused. Sitting across from Ichigo is Libra, smiling widely as he listens to Ichigo. Rukia seems panicked. Aizen is cold and emotionless, as he takes in the whole scene. "It appears that they are friendly with each other. Do you have a phone? Capture some of this in case things go awry," Aizen says, turning away as he thinks.

Why would Ichigo team up with the enemy. Was he playing them all along?! At his side, Rukia starts to record the conversation. Aizen tries to think of ways that this could happen and as he tries out theories, more questions appear. He snarls softly to himself. He glances over at the table the two are sitting at him. Aizen scowls once more before turning away. Rukia stops and looks over at the ex-demonic general. "We must hurry and tell the others of this. They will want to know," He says.

The two stand up and swiftly leave, unaware of the twisted sneer on Libra's lips as he watches him, he quickly focusing back Ichigo, who is still rambling. The orange head only takes breaks in order to take a sip from his cooling drink. Aizen runs a hand through his hair as he walks back with Rukia, who is rewatching the video, trying to find any hints as to why Ichigo would do this them. Aizen doesn't like this and he knows everybody will be extremely upset and his wings will be ripped out. Ichigo will become a fallen for betraying them to the enemy. Aizen is pulled from musing when they reach the shop. Aizen frowns, slightly confused but Rukia rushes forward, calling for her brother. Aizen follows, Phobos suddenly at his side. Aizen glances at the hybrid child. Always the loyal guard, Aizen thinks. Aizen steps after Rukia, his steps slower as he continues to create theories within his mind, rethinking them all. Kisuke easily gathers those who are present into a large room. Within the room is Hallibel, Kisuke, Yachiru is on Kenpachi's shoulder, as earlier Grimmjow had managed to calm the man down enough to let him loose. Yet the large man is seated between Grimmjow and Byakuya, as both men can easily subdue the large there is Renji at Rukia's side. Aizen sighs and sits himself between Halibel and Rukia, Phobos easily sitting behind him.

"What is this about?" Grimmjow asks, arms folded over his chest. Before Rukia can say a thing, Gin saunters in with Shiro behind him. Shiro is pouting with his arms over his shoulder and Gin's smile appears less wide, as if he is annoyed, but just refuses to stop smiling. Grimmjow only snorts, which earns him getting a shoe thrown at him, courtesy of Shiro. Shiro snarls softly as Kisuke scoots over so Gin can squeeze in between him and Hallibel's other side. Shiro just plops into his lap, not caring about the strange looks he gets, but Grimmjow is the only who is grinning knowingly. Rukia clears her throat and sets her phone down on the table they all sit around currently.

"When me and Aizen reached Ichigo, he was already speaking to Libra. He was talking too nicely to other, as if they were friends," She says. Shiro is quick to snatch the phone up. People glare at him, but he is too busy glaring at them.

"That can' be true! He would never betray yer asses!" Shiro hisses as Gin takes the phone and leans back a bit so he can watch the video. Shiro squirms, jerk Gin's arm away from his chest so he can watch also. Aizen looks down at the table, wishing for a cup of tea. The audio is soft, but Shiro is stunned into silence. He turns to Rukia and Aizen.

"No!" Shiro shouts, shaking his head wildly. His amber eyes blaze. "I can't believe this!"

"Neither can we, but he basically gave the enemy information! He still is!" Rukia shouts. Byakuya stands up.

"I shall go with Renji. We will take care of it," he says smoothly, walking out of the room gracefully. Renji scrambles to stand up and follow. Shiro shakes his head once more, face set into a twisted sneer before he is up and out of the room, Gin on his heels. Rukia looks over at Grimmjow, who is tense, his blue eyes holding nothing. It unnerves her. She has never seen such a blank look on the demonic feline's face. He doesn't move, and nobody else in the room does. Yachiru stays smartly silent as she plays with Kenpachi's hair. Rukia shifts, unnerved with the awkward and tense silence. She stares at the phone that is now on the table. It just sits there silently, as if mocking them all. Rukia tears her gaze away, tears falling from her eyes.


Ichigo fights them, but Renji and Byakuya have a very strong grip on him. He is dragged towards an empty park. Ichigo was alone when they appeared, as Tatsuki had left him moments before they arrived. Ichigo is confused, his brown eyes wide. "You have to believe me!" He cries out, struggling even more.

"Tatsuki is dead! You were there when the angel said so! You stormed out after they claimed she was dead, killed by a blade through her chest," Renji bites out, his voice strained. He is fighting to keep his feelings out of this, but it is hard. Ichigo freezes.

"W-w-what?! NO! I was just talking to her! How can she be dead?!" Ichigo shouts, causing Renji to flinch.

"You gave everything away to Libra. Ichigo you must face the price of your betrayal," Byakuya cuts in, his voice cold and emotionless.

"No! That couldn't have been her!" Ichigo bites out weakly.

"He must have really twisted your mind if you keep going on about that. Tatsuki is dead. She was found dead in an alley, her wings ripped out, then choked. She suffered but the killing blow was a sword through the chest. She is dead Ichigo. Give up, this is a pointless act. Rukia and Aizen saw you talking to Libra, giving him all the information we know and our plans," Byakuya says. Ichigo flinched away, staring at the ground. A deep voice cuts through the air.

"I see your have brought the traitor?"

Ichigo's head snaps up to see Yamamoto. His heart stops and he knows what they are going to do. What they do to every traitor. Ichigo looks around wildly, seeing everybody important. A slight relief is that his sisters are not there, but his father is. Ichigo looks away, anger, confusion, and shock swirling in his chocolate orbs. The head angel motions towards Byakuya and Ichigo flinches as he explains what is happening and what Ichigo did. Ichigo can't figure it out. There was nothing out of place with Tatsuki. She acted how she always did...Right?! Ichigo can't think straight. His dread growing as Byakuya ends his story. Ichigo looks up, watching Rukia step forward, guilt and hurt in her eyes. Ichigo doesn't even fight. He finds himself foolish. The sound of Yamamoto's staff hitting the ground echos in Ichigo's mind minutes later. He looks up with wide eyes. Yamamoto looks furious, His scowl deeper and his knuckles are white with how hard he is gripping the wooden staff.

"Ichigo Kurosaki! You have witnesses that saw you giving our enemy, Libra, vital information. A demon none the less. This is an act of treason and as such, branded as a traitor. You have gone against us, and now you must face your punishment. You have dishonored your team and family with this vile betrayal. You are to have your wings ripped out, as you are no longer apart of us. You will be banished from our lands. If we see you doing anymore harm, you will be attacked. Try to set foot back into seireitei, and we will dispose of your like we would a demon. From here on out you are a fallen angel and our agreement with those hybrids and fallen will break once this is done. We will return to our normal duty, regardless of what happens and we will not help them," Yamamoto says.

"NO! Please, you must help them. They can't do that without you! I don't fucking care if I have to leave this city for good but do not revoke the treaty with them! Please….." Ichigo cries out, tears falling from his eyes. Yamamoto stares at him for a long moment before he sighs.

"We will only be counted as backup. They can NOT connect us unless they are in dire need of their help," Yamamoto says, needing to compromise. He remembers the last time Ichigo was pissed. He was pissed because somebody had framed Rukia and she was going to be killed. Nothing can stop him once that fiery wrath has started. Ichigo relaxes with a tired nod. Renji moves away, not daring to be any closer to his friend. Instead he goes over to Rukia while another angel takes his place. Ichigo braces himself, He clenches his teeth together when he feels cold hands on his skin, fingers digging into his collar. His wings splay out, the glittering orange feathers blazing like a fire, even in the moonlight. Ichigo shudders as hands grab the base of his wings. The pain that burns through his very bringing burns and Ichigo screams, back arching. While the ripping out of his wings is only seconds, the pain makes his legs buckle and he collapses to the ground, crying out in pain. His body convulses painfully and he can feel blood seep from the wounds. The world around him goes dark. He is unaware of anything around him as his voice gives out. His throat and lungs burn. Every muscles burns in agony and Ichigo doesn't even bother to move, curled up in the grass. Something cold goes over his back, making flinch. The flinch draws a weak, pained gasp. He tries to blink away the darkness and the last thing he sees in teal eyes and white hair. Ichigo closed his eyes just wanting the pain to go away.

Ichigo doesn't know how long he is there, the pain slowly leaving him. Once it is a dull rawr, he stumbles to his feet. All the angels are gone, but something hear his hand stills him. A single feather. A beautiful orange feather. Ichigo bows his head and cries softly. He had failed them all all. He takes the feather, and stands up, his muscles crying out in protest. He cradles the feather to his chest as he stumbles away, leaving the empty park. His shirt is tattered around his body, the wings creating large gaping slashes. A single tear falls onto the feather and glitters before it melts into the feather, creating a dark orange spot. Ichigo hardly notices, stumbling to find a place to hide.


I am on a roll! Enjoy the new chapter and don't hate me too much. I mean look at the title! -points as if that will defend me from the angry fans-
but yes, I think Fallen will be taking over as I just have so much muse and ideas for this story! ;v; I really happy I am able to do something, even if it just writing this all for all you lovely people who read this story ;v;