Okay, I'll say it once and never again; it's an one-sided AiIchi fic! There, I said it! Big whoop, wanna fight about it?
Breaking the Twilight by Boogermeister
Chapter 12- The Fallen Part Two
It was Harribel, Ulquiorra, and Grimmjow. The three Espadas appeared out of the Garganta above us, their reiatsu are more than enough to get noticed by the Seireitei. "Ichigo . . . . get back, I'll handle this," muttered Starrk, immediately drawing out his sword.
"No way, Starrk," I argued as I stood up. "You can't do this on your own, you need my help."
"Trust me, Aizen sent them to recapture you and the prince," he replied. "It'd be too risky for you to fight as well, go back and protect the prince." Not waiting to hear anything else from me, he jumped high into the air. His reflex was caught on, he blocked the attack from Harribel's sword with his own. ". . . . I see that Aizen has yet to show his face in order to get what he wants," he said calmly.
"Don't talk of Aizen-sama with such disgrace, Privaron," muttered Harribel, narrowing her eyes.
"Privaron? Guess I really did betray him in order to protect Ichigo and the prince," frowned Starrk, their reiatsu sparked at each other before the former Primera jumped back.
"Of course, we were ordered to apprehend you in any ways possible by Aizen-sama," muttered Ulquiorra, drawing out his zanpaku-tou. "In other words, we will kill you if we must, in order to return Ichigo Kurosaki and Aizen-sama's heir safely back to him."
"And to do what with them?" he questioned.
"That's none of your concern," Ulquiorra calmly argued.
"I see . . . ." I knew what he meant as my body shivered tensely; Aizen might take Tensa away from me forever for escaping, or even worse. It was possible, if they succeed of capturing me and my son. I couldn't just sit here and wait for reinforcement to come. My instinct immediately took over.
"BANKAI!" I yelled out as I jumped into the air. All of the Espadas were shocked by my suddenly heavy reiatsu as I aimed my jet-black blade at the fourth Espada. "Getsuga . . . ." I growled, as the black energy surrounded my sword. Suddenly, Grimmjow appeared in front of me and his zanpaku-tou blocked my potential strike. His cocky grin would have seemed nostalgic if it weren't for the intensity of this battle.
"Glad you're back to your old self, Kurosaki," he sneered, trying to force my sword back. "Maybe now you can really go against Aizen."
"Speak for yourself, Grimmjow," I scoffed. "Are you saying that you're here not because of Aizen's orders?"
"Who cares? I just wanna see whether or not you got your strength back!" I leapt back, I was a bit puzzled by his ulterior motives but I knew that Grimmjow had always loathed Aizen. "He said that he wants you back alive, but he never said that we couldn't beat your ass down," sneered Grimmjow, charging towards me.
"Grimmjow," muttered Ulquiorra, and Sexta immediately stopped in his tracks. "I'll fight him, you go and find Aizen-sama's heir. He's probably nearby if he's here."
"Tch, like hell I will," scoffed Grimmjow, glaring at him. "Why don't you get the kid, since you like being on Aizen's dick so much?"
"Getsuga Tenshou!" I yelled out as I released the black energy at Grimmjow. He was nearly caught off-guard due to the argument but immediately sonido'd from the attack. I instantly turned around and blocked his strike just as he appeared behind me.
"Ichigo!" Starrk called out.
"Don't worry about me, I can hold my own against someone like him," I gritted.
"Someone like me?" frowned Grimmjow, trying to force his reiatsu against me. "The fuck does that supposed to mean, Kurosaki?"
"Come on, I thought that you were happy that you're fighting against me," I smirked, pushing him away from me. "You wanna see if my powers are different from before?" He seemed surprised yet intrigued by my question, as his grin widened and his eyes narrowed.
"Is that right . . . . Soul Reaper?" he grinned with his unnaturally sharp canines. Before we could start our personal battle, almost immediately half of the Captains and Vice-Captains appeared around us and the Espadas. The immense reiatsu was more than enough to counter the enemies'.
"Seems that Espada-san and Ichigo already beat us to the punch," Kyouraku sighed.
"Don't act so relaxed, they're obviously strong," his Vice-Captain scolded him.
"Such a nuisance, this never would have happened if you had just listened to me, Grimmjow," frowned Ulquiorra.
"Shut up, it would've happened anyway," scoffed Grimmjow.
"Stop it, both of you," muttered Harribel. "By any means neccessary, we must follow Aizen-sama's orders." Despite her distraction, she blocked Starrk's zanpaku-tou with her own. Against someone like him, she was having a hard time holding her ground. "Guh . . . .!" she gritted under her breath.
"You should already know that I am far stronger than you, Tercera," muttered Starrk. "Even after I split myself apart, other Hollows die out around me. You are probably no exception."
"That won't back me down in regards of defeating you," growled Harribel. Starrk was fighting Harribel, and I was fighting Grimmjow. That left Ulquiorra wide open to fight anyone that doesn't considered to be 'trash' to him. He merely glanced around to see who is strong enough to take him on.
". . . . Fine then, guess I'll do it myself," he muttered, sonido'd out of everyone's sights.
"Scream, Benihime!" Urahara yelled, as red energy lashed from his sword and aimed at Ulquiorra who reappeared below us. Like before, Ulquiorra tried to repel it with his hand but it was different this time. The attack caused him to crash harshly into the ground. "Ichigo, we'll handle this one," he said.
"Fine then," I replied quickly, blocking another attack from Grimmjow's sword. He was just as happy to have his comrade out of the way as he kept trying to draw blood from me. Trying to catch me on my blind spots, I retaliated quicker with a slash at his arm.
"Fuck, seems that you're getting me without your initial attack . . . ." he growled, blood trickling his hierro skin.
"Of course, and I can do it with the initial attack," I retorted, the dark energy emanated around my sword. "Getsuga Tenshou!" The wave of energy lashed at him, it had injured him a lot more than the first time as his jackets were torn to shred and his entire torso was covered in blood.
"Gah . . . .!" he growled in pain. "Motherfucker . . . . you were holding back, weren't you?"
"Not really, I'm just fighting you without my mask," I corrected. He seemed aggravated yet surprised at the answer but sneered at me as he twirled his zanpaku-tou around. "What're you smirking about?"
"I'm just wondering, if you can fight me like that in my released form, Kurosaki?" he smirked. "The last time you fought me, you had to use that mask . . . . but even then it kept cracking away."
"You wanna challenge that, Grimmjow?" I questioned, narrowing my eyes.
"The fuck do you think, Kurosaki?" Grimmjow growled lowly, positioning his right hand over his blade and his fingers clawed out. "Grind . . . . Pantera!" he roared out, as his reiatsu whipped around him. People around us noticed the resurreccion but knew that it was my fight and didn't intervene. "Heh . . . ." snarled Grimmjow, his feline appearance barely surprised me though I noticed that his change healed the injuries moments earlier. "Come on, Kurosaki . . . . let's see if you take me on without your fucking mask," he growled, charging at me with great speed.
(Third person POV)
Starrk nearly faltered when he saw Grimmjow attacking Ichigo, but countered Harribel's strike with his own. "If you're worried about the boy's safety, then I suggest that you give him and the heir to us," muttered Harribel.
"Speaking of safety, why don't we take this fight somewhere if you're so concerned for the well-beings of the prince who is so close by?" questioned Starrk. She narrowed her eyes but seemed to agree as they simutaneously sonido'd out of sight. In an instant, they reappeared again miles away from Seireitei, in a deep forest in an uninhabited Rukongai area. No longer holding back, the former Primera released his reiatsu against hers.
"You would really kill me, Privaron?" Harribel questioned.
"You were doing the same thing to me, under Aizen's orders . . . ." Starrk replied quietly. "I thought out of the rest of the Espadas, you would be the most reasonable one as of why I let Ichigo escape from Hueco Mundo."
"It's not my place to question Aizen-sama," frowned Harribel. "I must follow his orders--"
"Why? Why must you?" he questioned. "Aizen's a conniving, deceiving man who will stop at nothing to gain power. He doesn't really care about you, or any of us Espadas. We're merely his foot soilders with powers he gave you and the others. But I'm different. I chose to follow Aizen then I chose to betray him, all for the right reasons."
"You kidnapped his heir, I don't think that is considered the right reason," she muttered.
". . . . If you were around Ichigo as long as I did, you would understand," Starrk sighed.
"Regardless, I must do my jobs," Harribel replied quietly, as she readied herself for an attack. Starrk sighed tiredly. She was not backing down, no matter what.
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Also miles away from the Seireitei, Ulquiorra promptly avoided the Soul Reapers' attacks with his sonido. Urahara's attack had actually damaged his arm, leaving part of his jacket in tatters. Glancing at his right, he saw Renji swinging Zabimaru toward him. "Too obvious . . . ." he muttered, as he sonido'd out of the way. As the shikai blade crashed into tree, he aimed his finger at the 6th Squad Vice-Captain and was about to fire a cero.
From his peripheral view, he instantly dodged another attack from Urahara. "For being the fourth strongest Espada, all you can do is dodge," the new Captain pointed out, as the dust settled quickly from his attack.
"I'm not dodging . . . . I'm merely trying to find a way to return Aizen-sama's heir back to Las Noches," muttered Ulquiorra.
"Is that right? I think the little guy is doing okay here," replied Urahara.
"Your opinion does not matter, I have orders from Aizen-sama," Ulquiorra argued. At that, he disappeared the moment an explosion aimed at him. Momo Hinamori released another blast from her shikai just as Ulquiorra reappeared, but he deflected it with a blast of his cero. "It's pointless to have everyone coming at me all at once," he pointed out. "With such poorly organized strategy like that, other Arrancars could have came into the Seireitei and ambushed the worthless trash in there."
"I wouldn't underestimate us if I was you," scoffed Renji, jumping up as his zanpaku-tou extended out. "Roar, Zabimaru!" As expected, the Espada dodged out of the way as the jagged edge crashed into trees. He assumed that Renji was a nuisance, he quickly sonido'd behind him with his sword in hand. Before the red-head could react quickly, the air surrounded them suddenly chilled.
"Tsugi no mai . . . . Hakuren!" Ulquiorra barely had a chance to jump back; only his legs were caught from the frozen wave of ice.
"What the-- Rukia!" exclaimed Renji, turning around to see his friend.
"Guess I got here a little late," muttered Rukia, glaring at the enemy who instantly kicked off the glass as if it was paper.
"No, yout timing is better than nothing," sighed Urahara.
". . . . What's this, more trash to challenge me?" frowned Ulquiorra. Suddenly, he was struck at the shoulder from behind by an unknown force. "What . . . .?!" he gritted, his usual expressionless face were full of surprise he glared behind him. It surprised him even more of who was his attacker. "It's you . . . . woman," he muttered in amazement at Orihime.
"Of course it's me, who would attack you like that?" she questioned lowly. Ulquiorra narrowed his eyes, the once timid and passive girl had changed after all this time.
Meanwhile, swords clashed with each other from the higher Espadas. Harribel was holding her own despite the heavy power from Starrk, who was just barely using half his strength. ". . . . Let me guess, Aizen will 'reprimand' you if you fail to take back Ichigo and the prince," he muttered, during another standstill as they forced their swords against each other.
"That's obviously right," scoffed Harribel. "We can't lose our goal now, we must do it even if it cost us our lives."
"I don't wish to take your life, but if that's what you insist . . . ." sighed Starrk. At his last words, Kyouraku appeared out of nowhere along with Nanao. ". . . . To be honest, I don't think that I require your help," he muttered as he glanced at the newcomers.
"Oh, come on Espada-san," sighed Kyouraku. "I thought you were struggling out here so I came here to see if I can do anything."
"No, thank you," replied Starrk. "But if you want, you can deliver the finishing blow since I actually frown at taking another person's life."
"Hah . . . . Urahara wasn't kidding about you having a lazy attitude," The 8th Squad Captain sighed, taking out two of his swords. "Nanao, can you stay away by a few feet? Don't want my sweet girl to get hurt."
"Yes, sir!"
(Ichigo's POV)
Grimmjow sent me flying over a dozen feet away with his whip-like tail. Barely three minutes in since his resurreccion and I was already covered in slashes and bruises. Screeching to a stop in mid-air, I glared at him but not with such hatred. He was always my rival, always trying to fight me with near death. I was never sure if defending him from Nnoitra after I defeated him had wounded his pride, but it seemed that he had either forgotten it or didn't even care. He frowned at me, probably believing that I was looking down on him.
"I know what you're thinking," he growled lowly. "You think that you're fighting me equally without your fucking mask, right?"
"Maybe . . . ." I panted.
"Well, stop it," he scoffed. "Over these past two years, I thought you've gotten soft 'cause you had Aizen's kid. But it seems far different than before. So . . . . I wanna know if it's true that you are more powerful than me." I blinked in confusion, this was the same Espada who wanted to be the stronger of the two whenever we fight. He nearly blasted my head as well as Rukia's with just one arm that one time. So why was he asking to see fight with my mask?
"I think you're the one that had gotten soft, Grimmjow," I muttered. "I remembered that you were downright pissed after I kicked your ass the last time we fought. So what's the change of attitude?"
"Don't you remember, when your kid tried to mess with me?" he questioned me with a casual shrug, it surprised me but I narrowed my eyes. "I want that kid to get as strong as you, so I can challenge him for myself once he gets older. Since it's obvious that you don't want him to be like Aizen." He glanced at me and smirked, flexing his clawed fingers. "I knew you hated that fucker, but I have never thought that you would go this far to escape from him."
"It was never my plan in the first place, but I'm glad that I'm out of that hell-hole," I gritted lowly. "It was the only way to protect Tensa from Aizen."
"Tch, you always have to protect someone, don't you?" he grinned, charging towards me.
"Getsuga Tenshou!" I yelled out, swinging out a large wave of black energy at him. It struck him square in the torso but the damage was minimized due to his released form, it only caused a deep scratch across his chest. "Damn it . . . .!"
"Come on, Kurosaki!" sneered Grimmjow. "Put on the mask and let's see what you got!" I scoffed as he retried to pounce on me once more. All right, if he wanted it then he would get it. I clawed at my face and my heavy reiatsu surrounded me once more. Grimmjow halted in his action and stared wide-eyed at my mask. Whatever it was, it appeared that my mask patterns became different. "Fuck . . . ." he gasped, shivering slightly from my spiritual pressure.
"Let's fight away from here," I growled, glancing down at the barracks below us. "By this much power, I don't want Tensa to get hurt."
"Tch, whatever you say," he scoffed with a smirk, and sonido'd from my sight. I immediately followed him with my own fast pace, my heart relaxed as we were far away from the barracks. But I quickly realized that we were going towards Soukyoku Hill. How violently ironic. Catching my brief distraction, Grimmjow took the opportunity to slash at me.
"Like hell you'd do that!" I growled, instantly blocked his claws with my blade. He snarled and used his animalistic agility to tried to lashed at me again, again and again I blocked his attack like it was nothing. "Getsuga Tenshou!" I roared, the black energy was even greater than before as it struck him with great force. My attack sent him hurtling towards the ground with a loud crash. I wasn't sure if that attack had damaged him so much, compared to Starrk whom I managed to injure slightly.
Guess I was wrong. Grimmjow jumped up from the debris and dust and let out a ferocious roar, I was nearly faltered by his shockwaves but firmly stood my ground. "Fuck . . . . your powers were far different from before!" he snarled in a mix of anger and amazement, despite being covered with multiple wounds and blood. "What the fuck is that?! Your spiritual powers were suppressed after Aizen kidnapped you!"
"That was the reason," I muttered. "Aizen kidnapping and forcing me to have his child caused my powers to change. His manipulation and deception was the reason why I have gotten stronger, Grimmjow! And if he tries to take Tensa away from me again, I will stop at nothing to take him down!" I readied to lash out another Getsuga when I suddenly felt three all-too familiar reiatsu nearby. The next thing I knew, a barrage of spirit arrows shot at Grimmjow who quickly moved away.
I instantly knew whose attack that was. I glanced down from the air and saw, in shocked surprise, Uryuu in his Quincy uniform. "Good to see you after so long, Ichigo," he simply said, aiming his bow at the Pantera. Grimmjow snarled at the intrusion and glared at him.
"Piece of shit . . . .!" he snarled.
"As much as I'm glad to see you too, Uryuu, I don't want you to get my way of beating Grimmjow," I muttered.
"Tch, just as arrogant as before, huh?" Uryuu sighed gladly. "After we came all the way here to help you."
"Chad and Orihime are here also?" I questioned.
"Of course, they wanted to see you ever since Aizen took you away two years ago," replied Uryuu, his tone of voice quickly changed, almost to near guilt and grief.
". . . . Well can you do me a favor?" I muttered quietly. "Go to the 4th Squad barrack, and protect my son Tensa. He's in there with an Arrancar named Lilinette." He was barely surprised of mentioning my son but sighed deeply.
"Chad was already going there for your sake," he replied quietly.
"Do it anyway, you're just gonna be in the way in my fight," I scoffed. Uryuu put on his usual frown but shrugged nonetheless.
"Fine, just don't get yourself kill, Ichigo," he frowned as he ran off.
"Don't worry, I don't plan on it."
". . . . You finished talking to your friend?" scoffed Grimmjow, licking a trail of blood trailing down his head.
"Yeah . . . . Good thing that I have faith in them after being captived for so long," I growled before I suddenly charged at him. Reacting instinctivly, he dodged my swing and locked his elbow at me.
"Eat this, Kurosaki!" he sneered, as explosive darts projected from his armor. I managed to dodge all of them until one caught me on my shoulder. It wasn't as bad as taking all five at once but it was still painful. I glared at Grimmjow, who was actually panting from his injuries and the usage of his attacks. It was hard to tell if he wanted to stop fighting me. Considering the other two Espadas, Ulquiorra was holding his own by the sense of his spiritual pressure. As for Harribel, she was having trouble from Starrk and Kyouraku.
Between me and Grimmjow, it seemed that I was winning but our battle wasn't over. A pillar of golden light suddenly engulfed the injured Espada, surprising both me and him. "Wh-what the fuck?!" snarled Grimmjow. Out of the corners of my eyes, I saw two more of the pillars far away. "Our mission, we didn't even finished it yet!" Grimmjow scoffed as he was lifted upwards. "Nah . . . . we didn't even finish our fight, Kurosaki."
"Huh?" I scoffed. "What do you mean by that, Grimmjow?"
"Do whatever you can to go against Aizen . . . . so you and me can fight once again," he smirked, but it wasn't in a cocky or sadistic way. It was more of a genuine, sincere way. "If I survive of what's coming, then I can challenge that kid of yours someday. Mark my words, Soul Reaper . . . ." He was then swallowed by the Garganta, which then sealed up in the dark sky. I let out a very heavy sigh and took my mask off, I always knew that my rival was violent-crazed but this was different.
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Despite the embarrassment, Starrk gave me a piggyback ride back to the barrack after quickly coming to my aid. My injuries weren't that bad, but it was enough to make me feel woozy due to the minor bloodloss and the intensity of my battle with Grimmjow. Instead of going to the infirmary, he went straight into my room. Through my slightly hazy vision, I couldn't help but smile at the sight of my two other friends along with Uryuu.
"Starrk, I'm glad you came back beacuse these weirdos said that they're friends of Ichigo-sama!" frowned Lilinette, pointing rudely at the three of them.
"Shh, don't make so much noise, Lilinette," sighed Starrk, as he gently placed me onto the futon and I rolled onto my back.
"Ichigo!" I glanced up to see Orihime crying happily over me. "I . . . . I'm so glad that you're all right! I mean, not right now because you were just fighting but I just--"
"It's okay, Orihime," I mumbled, putting on a tired smile. "You don't have to cry for me . . . . and you don't have to be sorry for me after what happened two years ago. Rukia told me everything . . . ." She quickly wiped away her tears and nodded, though more tears came back. "Anyway . . . . where's Tensa?"
"Sleeping in that giant's arms," huffed Lilinette.
". . . . Hey," nodded Chad. I could see my young son sleeping calmly in his arms and sighed in deep relief.
"That's good . . . . thought they got him," I muttered quietly. I was glancing at the dark ceiling when I noticed a warm glow surrounding me. I didn't bother to protest, I knew Orihime was healing me with her powers. But it seems to be a little different, it was healing my body in a matter of several seconds instead of a few minutes or even an hour from my injuries. I blinked and the glow was gone. ". . . . Thanks, Orihime," I sighed, the pain in my body was completely gone.
"It was nothing, Ichigo," Orihime smiled sheepishly. "It was the least I can do besides getting a few good hits at Ulquiorra."
"Wait, you were fighting Ulquiorra?" I questioned in disbelief as I sat up.
"Well, not alone," she replied quickly. "Mr. Urahara and Renji and lots of other Soul Reapers were helping." I relaxed quickly, a person like her couldn't have handle that type of guy alone. "Anyway, it looked like the battle wasn't over when that Negacion thing came out of nowhere.
"Oh right . . . . I wonder what was that about," I muttered. "They said that they were here to take me and Tensa back to Aizen."
"I wonder the same thing, Ichigo," muttered Starrk. "Either Aizen knew that they would fail the mission or found out that you have gotten your powers back. Or maybe a bit of both . . . ."
"I don't know . . . ." I sighed, lying back down.
"Dismissing the subject for now . . . . you said that child is your son, right?" asked Uryuu, pointing at Tensa. I groaned tiredly, I was not going back to that again.
"Can we do this tomorrow? I just wanna sleep," I mumbled, flopping my arm across my closed eyes.
"What does that mean? Are you saying that you're the parent--"
"It's best to leave him alone . . . ." muttered Chad.
"Yeah, all of us need some rest," Orihime sighed, standing up. Chad nodded in agreement as he carefully placed Tensa next to me and stood up as well.
"Don't know why Ichigo couldn't just answer the simple question," Uryuu frowned as they finally left the room. "I mean, it's not that hard . . . ." I scoffed softly at that. I'd like to see his reaction once I tell him.
"Was Tensa all right during the invasion?" I muttered, moving my arm away.
"Well . . . . he started to cry when he felt so much reiatsu," muttered Lilinette. "I tried to calm him down, but it wasn't working. Then that giant-looking guy came out of nowhere, and Tensa quickly calmed down in his arms."
"Oh . . . . glad he wasn't hurt, though," I sighed, shifting my body and cuddled close to Tensa.
". . . . Let's go, Lilinette," muttered Starrk as he turned to leave.
"Huh? What for, Starrk?" she asked.
"I'm tired . . . . I need some sleep too," he sighed tiredly. "We'll find somewhere to rest, Ichigo."
"All right. Good night, guys," I muttered, closing my eyes and soon sleep entered my mind. It felt reasuring, Starrk became more reliable than the first time I properly met him a few months after Tensa was born. I remembered his obvious reluctance and laziness as he would sit in a corner and napped. Only when my infant first cried around him was he aware of his responsibilities ordered by Aizen. ". . . . Why does he cry?" he asked me as he glanced at four-month-old Tensa in my arms.
"Because he needs something," I muttered, cradling him gently.
"Like what?"
"Being fed, getting changed, just baby stuff . . . ." I replied quietly.
"What's baby stuff, Ichigo-sama?" he questioned puzzledly. I glanced at him with just as much confusion, how comes he doesn't know something as simple as that? It turned out that the most of the Arrancars, especially him, had no knowledges on human life since they simply eat their souls. Once in a while, I explained what humans do in their daily lives as he listened more or less between his sleeps. It wasn't long until I was used to his presence, and it was decently better than having Aizen around.
I was unfortunate to hear that my body's finally healed from the birth, meaning that Aizen would try to force himself on me. It happened the day he heard the news, he wasted no time coming into my room and ripping off my clothes. "So tender . . . ." he whispered, his hand caressing at my fresh scar. I whimpered anxiously, he didn't bring any drug to force pleasure into my body. He was taking me with my conscious intact. I hated it, but my body was getting pleasure regardless as he groped and molested my sensitive areas.
I wanted it to be over, as he hunched over my back and fucked me relentlessly. I felt sick and shameful when he finished, I stiffened immediately when he tried to cuddle against me and kissed at my face. ". . . . That was so very good, my queen," he smirked as he got out of my bed and put on his clothes. "It won't be long until this will become a routine for us." I said nothing when he covered me with the bedsheets and left my room.
Barely a minute after he left, I felt tears watering my eyes. Even though we had sex before, this was the first time that I had ever felt violated. ". . . . Ichigo-sama?" I glanced up and saw Starrk standing in the doorway. I quickly wiped away my stray tears and looked away. "Are you right?"
"Y-yeah, I'll be fine," I mumbled, and my voice cracked slightly.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"Yes, just leave me alone for a while . . . ." I muttered. I heard him sighing concernedly before walking away and closing the door. I hated this feeling, this hatred and resentment eating at my heart. When Aizen finally took me without any manipulation, I temporarily snapped and yelled at the top of my lungs. "I HATE HIM . . . .! I HATE HIM, I HATE HIM SO FUCKING MUCH!" I cried, destroying everything in my room. I didn't need anything he had given me, he can't break me down with his false kindness. "I HATE HIM, THAT FUCKING BASTARD!!" I curled up in the corner, covered with the bedsheets, and sobbed angrily. I was barely surprised that Tensa hadn't cried from my violent outbursts.
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Must cut the flashback short, the chapter was getting too long. Think I made the first half of the chapter a hot mess but it's better than nothing. Seems I made Orihime a little OOC, ne? Oh well.
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