Author Note: I'm back!
{Edit: Damn where is half of the chapter!? I just noticed this just now, so I have to fill the rest in again. Sorry for the half upload]
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"Hurry up, Ichika-chan," Kazui Kurosaki said, he had his mother's personality so he wasn't sour like his father growing up.
Ichika Abarai, the daughter of Rukia Kuchiki and Renji Abara disguised herself as a normal high school girl, tried her best to use her newfound solid leg's, she was not used to the grown up and mature body, so she was a lot slower than she usually was.
She and Kazui had become friend's ever since his childhood and before her eyes, she had watched him grow up and age.
The reason why she was here, was because her parents were obviously doing something interesting today, she had seen them go to the world of the living with serious expressions on their faces.
And they weren't the only ones with such an expression.
In fact, all the captains from Soul Society had serious expressions on their faces, when they thought she wasn't looking, knowing she was a very curious child and from what she heard from Kazui, even his family was acting strangely.
This strangeness was all centred around a religious group coming to town.
Knowing this, what she would normally not care about had her sneaking out to the world of the living, only to see many Shinigami already occupying the town, and not just Shinigami's but Hallows as well.
She had no idea what was happening but she couldn't wait to see the story unfold.
"Wow," She said, the streets were packed with people and they were all cheering, she had never seen living people worship their idols before, so it was quite a sight to her and she couldn't help but look at the strangely dressed people in their uniform's pushing back the crowd of people.
Suddenly a black car came down the street, and the cheers from those around them got louder as it became clear to everybody that the car was going to park in front of a hotel, that was neither a five star or a four.
Out of the driver seat came a man that wasn't dressed as luxuriously as you would think and want to the passenger's seat and out came the man who had the whole of Soul Society on its toes.
Aizen Koralo
Ch 12: Aizen is watched
Aizen, dressed like a man who could do no wrong, walked out of the car humbly as if he wasn't aware of the massive amount of killing intent raining down from above, those who were spiritually sensitive certain did.
His 'spiritual bodyguards' mixed in with the living worlds policemen who were trying to block anybody from getting too close, he gave a friendly smile as he walked passed all of them and into the hotel.
If possible, the killing intent increased even more.
Several Shinigami had to be held back by their comrades from killing the bastard who dared to smile and try to deceive the living people, down below.
They had seen it for themselves what could lurk behind that face and they refused to be fooled by it.
Had Aizen, really been reincarnated as a human being or was he a spiritual being just like them but inside a body suit?
Many were itching with their weapons to find out.
You could hear the sound of swords unsheathing at the thought of stabbing Aizen.
As for the man himself, he know very well that there were probably around one hundred soul reaper's ready to move if he made even such a slightly suspicious action.
It was like his spiritual bodyguards weren't even there.
Seeing everybody so happy to see him again, made him want to whip out his sword and give them the fight that made him, so feared in the first place.
But he didn't get so far by acting on impulse alone, this was the world of the living, not the world of the extremely dead and feared.
He couldn't get into a fight here.
But that did not mean that he couldn't enjoy himself by messing with everybody here.
He could make them sweat.
Knowing that he was being watched, he called in for some food which the hotel staff was more than happy to help him with since he was an important person.
Well, a very popular person to be exact, and soon the uncooked form of specially prepared noodles was in front of him, he knows full well, that about a hundred people would come at him if they found out he was not protected so out of forced habit, he was high alert when he wants to prepare the dish.
Which was very surprising since he was supposed to be a popular person and yet he looked like he was a regular person.
But he didn't just make food for just himself, he had food for his appointed guards as well, a certain energy was infused with the food to make it easier for those without solid bodies to digest and said, to the people stationed all over the room and outside.
"Would you like some food?" He said, to those outside the building, they could believe it when they saw the unusual group turn and take Aizen's offer.
They had to rub their eyes to make sure they weren't hallucinating when they came upon the scene of all of them eating a meal together as if they hadn't been at each other throats once upon a time.
Aizen even clasped his hand's and publicly prayed over his food like a Holy Man.
He was fighting hard to keep a straight face on, as he imagined those watching his reactions.
If it was him from the past, he would be shocked at his action's and wonder what kind of plot he had up his sleeve, this time.
There was no way that he was actually praying with his whole heart, to some deity.
Once he finished praying and shocking countless individuals at the same time, he smiled and eat his lunch.
Now the scene really was unbelievable.
You wouldn't expect to come across such a scene unless it was by the strange power of Ichigo Kurosaki on his ability to turn any enemy into his friend.
Well, an acquaintance.
Who would have thought such individuals would flock to Aizen?
Well, the man always had a strange allure about him, how else would he get Hollows to bow their heads to him?
But what disturbed them the most was the matchup.
There was a highly respected Soul Reaper there, that had given up his life in hopes that the barrier between the living and the dead didn't come crashing down.
Jūshirō Ukitake, a man who even though he had a weak body, fought bravely side by side with his fellow Soul Captain's when Aizen came to the town 20 years ago and now twenty years later, he was having a meal with the man he fought against as if the war never happened.
Those who know the former captain had the right to be deturbed.
Yes, very disturbed.
The joy of seeing him alive was overshadowed by his disturbing attitude towards the man he should kill on sight.
They didn't know that where Jushiro went after his death, was so horrific that after a long time even, he, strong-willed as he was, was broken in less than 2 years'.
Being an honest person willing to help others was the thing that had almost got him killed several times before he learnt that even a crying child who seemed completely defenceless, was actually a devil in sheep's clothing.
There were so many questions from an onlooker perspective, like how the group came to be, why were they all still alive and why nobody had seen or heard from them until now.
Then they watched as Aizen finished and waited for everybody to finish, before offering to wash everybody dishes and do actually manual labour, not even as a soul reaper, did he do this!
When he was finished washing the plates, he actually got out a book that looked suspiciously like a bible and read through it.
Some of the Soul Reapers fainted at the very sight.
Aizen was reading a bible!
The only ones who didn't seem shocked were those assigned to be his spiritual guards.
When it was dark, Aizen closed his altered bible and got ready for bed despite it only being seven at night.
He already had, had a long day due to travelling, he needed to rest up because he had a busy day tomorrow.
Then they watched him climb into a simple bed and actually sleep in it, the bed was nowhere near the standard at the Shinigami Academy which was shocking, considering who he was.
And then an hour later, his guards made a move.
Faster than even the Soul Captains could see, they dashed right passed them, if the captain couldn't see them then there was no hope for the regular Soul Reaper's.
The speed in which they moved meant that even if they crossed passed with them, they wouldn't know they were even there and that was terrifying.
How did they all get so fast and what on earth were they up to?
Jūshirō Ukitake was apparently the only one that stayed behind to guard Aizen, automatically the group watching over Aizen as he slept for fear of what the others could be up in this town.
They couldn't create a fake town like before because Aizen had been so public with announcing his arrival to those were living, it would be strange if Aizen never showed up and he had people amongst the living who would know if Aizen showed up acting strangely.
They didn't have enough data to pull off sending a fake Aizen into town.
Jūshirō Ukitake was suddenly made aware of a group of Soul Eaters dropping onto the rooftop and the sudden Zanpakutō inches away from his neck.
"Speak" Toshiro Hitsugaya said.
But Jushiro did not start to sweat, in fact, he was unusually calm for somebody who was inches away from death.
"Toshiro Hitsugaya. How long has it been since we last saw each other?' Jushiro said, "How about some Tea?"
The Zanpkuto got closer to his neck to the point he could feel the ice threatening to penetrate it.
The other Soul Reapers were looking at him with caution.
He was a former Captain after all.
"Jushiro Ukitake. I didn't think you of all people would turn your back on Soul Society" Toshiro said, "Was sacrificing yourself for Soul Society a lie?"
"No. At that time, I was happy to die" He said, surprising all of them. "I was happy that I could give back the life the Soul King had given me. I had a purpose. But now, I have a new purpose. I follow a great man"
"Is that spell that has you gript you, telling you that?" Toshiro said Soul Society didn't know how but the dead people that appear before they were really those dead people. "Come with us. We can help you"
If they could just get one person into Soul Society, perhaps they could figure out what happened to them and break the spell that made them obsess over the person calling himself 'King'.
"I cannot leave my King," Jushiro said, surprising them to find out, the 'plague' had got him too. "And besides, no amount of security Soul Society has can stop that monster. He is an existence beyond the Soul King. I am proud to be his loyal subject"
Yep, whatever spell had been cast on him, had gripped him tight.
"Jushiro Ukitake. On the order of Soul Society, you are hereby under arrest" Toshiro said, who thought he never utter such words.
But before anybody could react, they all heard.
"Who's under arrest?"
They all froze and turned around to find the last person every Soul Reaper, ever wanted to see in their lifetime.
Aizen Sousuke.
Aizen Koralo.
And somehow, he got through the barrier, that was designed to keep him out.
How was this person here!?
And scene!
I had finally rewritten the last half of this chapter. Next chapter will be on P.a.t.r.e.o.n. first and then it will be on fanfiction. Next chapter, Aizen religious group, that isn't taking serious at first, ends up causing panic throughout Soul Society when the amount of people who can seem them suddenly increases. Review/fav and follow
