Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or any of its characters. All the credits to Tite Kubo.

Summary: A story about the untold past of Aizen, while he still played the role of vice-captain of the 5th squad. Now, Past and present intersect with a new story unfolding.

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Part III

Chapter 7

–Uncalled Past–

Soul Society,

Fifth squad

"Hi! I'm Chieko Mitsuhara, your new subordinate. I'm pleased to meet you." the girl saluted in an indifferent tone with a seemingly bored expression.

"Huh? Which kind of presentation is that?" there was already a vein popping out Hirako's forehead "Be more respectful towards your superiors!"

"Sorry for that…" she continued with her disinterested tone.

"Captain…" Hinamori touched his shoulder, smiling to soothe his irritation.

"Hina, this girl is being very indifferent, she shouldn't act like that!" he pointed.

"Can I go now…?" she yawned.

"Tch!" the captain of fifth division smiled annoyed "Fine, ho about starting your job… Now!"

"Captain…?" Hinamori recoiled a bit.

"Hey, greenhorn, I have a job for you…"

"Ah, right…" she sighed in dismay "What is it, Captain?"

"We have some documents to send to the 12th squad, why don't you go there and hand them those documents? It will be supper funny!" he ordered.

She opened her mouth to complain, but closed and pouted, picking the documents he handed her. What a boring job. She left stomping the ground. Shinji smiled satisfied.

"Captain, you can't be so mean with her, she's only a child…" Hinamori raised a brow worried with the newcomer.

"Hina, I'm saying to you, I don't like that girl… Her face annoys me for some reason…" he thought deeply, putting a hand on his chin "I don't know why, but she doesn't seem the trustable type…"

"You're only involving your personal feelings, that's wrong." She scolded him smoothly.

"Nah, let it be, she needs to work… She came from the Great Commander's division and I've heard she used to slack on her duties… She's a spoiled girl who needs discipline." He crossed his arms taking that as a personal challenge.

Chieko went as fast as she could to finish the job and waste her day doing whatever she wanted. Her time on the eightieth squad was far more fun than that, she would miss captain Kyoraku and the time he had to play and talk with her, Hirako was strict and very bad to her.

The twelfth squad was not a welcoming place, there were many shinigamis running around to make experiments or running errands, it was a busy place where no one seemed to have time to play. She frowned, two weeks without her brother and she already missed him that much.

She arrived at the place indicated by her captain, the monitoring room where the vice-captain of twelfth division was working during that period of reconstruction Soul Society.

"Excuse-me…" she said slowly.

"Hm?" Akon, the lieutenant of the squad noticed her presence "Ah, little girl… Who are you?"

"Chieko from fifth squad… I came to hand the documents you asked captain Hirako…"

"Ah… Good job!' he relieved her hands from the heavy pile of papers and ruffled her hair. "You can go now…"

"Right."

She yawned putting her hands behind her head, her job was done. Nonetheless, her tension came again when, by the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of the image on the monitors. She instantly turned to the screens inside that room, with her eyes widened, transfixed on the monitors.

"Huh, what's the matter, are you feeling well?" Akon worried about her.

On the next second, she was already by the side of the worker inspecting the images from the monitor. Supporting her hand on the control panel, she approached the screen.

"What is this…?" she pointed, asking them.

"This is Karakura city, we're monitoring them to see if it's alright…" Akon answered puzzled and impressed by her agility in invading the place right in front of his eyes. "Why the sudden interest?" he asked curiously.

"Ah, nothing…" her eyes became cold as she watched the scenes.

She was sure she had seen a peculiar human between the crowds. Albeit she wanted to believe it was her imagination, maybe, she should check it personally…

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Urahara's shop,

Night time

Akira was sitting across the shop owner, with a stern posture and a worried gaze. Urahara also was composed and willing to listen to the boy.

"Akira-kun… You called Yue-san 'mother'. At first, I thought you were mistaken, but you're insisting that woman is really your parent?"

"Yes…" he lowered his gaze "Urahara-san, I've told you my mother died, right…? It happened 33 years ago…"

"I see… That's almost her age…" he though narrowing his eyes. The more he investigate, the more the pieces connected forming a plausible explanation.

"Not only the appearance, her way… Everything resembles my mother…"

"I know you must be in shock, but that's impossible… Soul Society would not commit such lapse…" he tried to convince the boy there was something wrong, mainly to calm him down, but even himself wasn't convicted of that.

"I know the procedures!" he snapped "I know what happens with souls! They go from the human world to soul Society, but the inverse also applies! Mother died at Soul Society and she should have born again here, but she should have a different body and hold no memories about everything of her other life!" he punched the table "But how… How can you explain this then…? How could my mother be the same from her life in Soul Society…? Even the name…" his anger was dissipating and a helpless desperation contaminated his tone.

"Akira-kun, I know you're angry, but there must be a reasonable explanation… The procedure may have gone wrong at some point… She definitely doesn't remember anything. As for the body, you're saying it's the same… But she does have spiritual powers and also… There's the hollow thing…"

"Hollow?" he raised a brow, it picked his interest.

"She has nightmares with the same hollow… She believes it must be related to her powers…"

"But…" Akira was out of words "That's… My mother also had this same problem…"

"What do you mean…?" he frowned.

"I've told you before… She was hurt by a hollow and she started having nightmares with it…" he gulped.

Finally, Urahara had the certainty he was expecting. Akira and she had the same nightmares, moreover, the boy had hollow powers and his mother who was embodied as Yue Ayashima in the human world had been attacked by a hollow and wounded by it… Furthermore, she was a mysterious woman who didn't know much about her past aside the fact she remembered having nightmares…

"Akira-kun… The hollow who attacked your mother, was he different from the others…?" there was some reluctance on his voice as he tried to hide his theory to not incite the rage of the boy any further.

"I-I don't know…" he answered confused.

"That makes sense… I couldn't understand how you had hollow powers until now, but that makes sense now… You probably inherited this power from your mother… And if she is really the same soul that existed in Soul Society, her nightmares here in the human world must be caused by the 'scar' left on her soul… The hollow powers must have infected her and they are rooted in her soul, which means her powers here are also a consequence of this profound bond…"

"What…?" he gulped again with a saddened expression "Do you mean…?"

He studied the consternated expression on the boy's face before saying more sentences and silenced. It would be better if he didn't know the rest, but he intimately pondered over the complex matter:

"There wasn't an error on the procedure… The fact her body continues the same must be related to the essence of the hollow inside her… It must have hindered the complete separation of her soul from that world, thus, she still hold 'marks' from her previous life… What a sad thing…" he sighed "There's one more thing I'd like to confirm, but I can't tell Akira-kun yet… It's very likely the hollow who set her life into such disarray here and aggravated her disease on the other world was something created by Aizen…" his eyes wavered when a feeling of compassion moved his heart. He would never let that boy notice it, he'd suffered enough already.

"What? Why are you making this face to me?" Akira asked a bit nervous with the saddened expression of the man.

"Nothing. I'll investigate about this issue, you should take some time to rest and forget about this for a while, it won't be good if you try to do something with a hot-head." He oriented the boy again.

"Huh, but…" he stopped in the middle of the sentence, listening to the advices in a disagreement tone. "Fine…"

"Don't worry, I'll do anything within my reach to grasp the truth behind this tale… Also… I'll ask you to not tell Yue-san about our conversation…"

"Ah…" his eyes oscillated when he listened that name that seemed to awake reactions inside his heart.

"Right…" again, in a dispirited tone, he lowered his head.

Urahara watched as Akira left for his own room. Yue Mitsuhara was the Yue Ayashima from the human world…? There were still some mysteries involving that case, he needed to be fast or it could inflict serious damages to her life at the human world.

"Aizen, was you so callous you couldn't even spare the mother of your children from your evil deeds…?" he asked for himself rhetorically, then, he adjusted his hat, sighing heavily "Ah, it's inutile asking it now… He probably doesn't care a bit about it…"

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The roar from a common hollow echoed, Yue knew it was not so close, but she halted her steps and her gaze was fixated on the direction where she felt the cold power that send her shivers down her spine. She felt discouragement, recently they had been appearing close to her. Moreover…

She casted a glance to the side and turned to look at the roof, saying with a faint smile on face:

"I already know you're there… Will you come down here or may I climb up the walls to the roof, Mister Spirit?"

Aizen appeared in the middle of the sky and landed on earth with his usual serene smile. There was some sly glint on his eyes as he asked:

"How did you know I was here?"

"Intuition." She chuckled.

"That's a sharp intuition for a human…" he stated impassively.

"Since you're not telling me anything, I do not have to explain anything too." she nodded convicted.

"I understand your point." He simply answered indifferent.

"To tell the truth, I've never seen a spirit like you…" she looked at him with a raised brow, as if trying to decipher him "Let me guess…" she seemed excited as if it was a game "You're a vengeful spirit…" she pondered taking a look at his face, and discarded the option in a second "No, no, you're too calm to be filled with feelings of vengeance…" she put a hand on her chin, thinking seriously on the matter "Maybe, a overprotective spirit?" that one she put aside even before she looked at him again "No, no, you're very indifferent to protect someone…"

"None of that." he answered as if entering on her game.

"Then…" she casted an astute side-glance to him "What about a fugitive spirit with unfinished business worrying him…?"

"Why do you think so?" his smile remained but there was something off with his calmness.

"It's obviously you're preoccupied with something…" she raised a brow and sighed heavily, giving up "Ah, do not bother, I shouldn't meddle with other people's affairs…" she patted his shoulder. "Forget it."

"How can you be so sure?"

"It's stamped on your expression…" she admitted blatantly.

Even her words were the same and her forthright way of talking. It bothered him for a moment, but he did his best to continue with his uninterested expression.

"Bye, bye, spirit-san, do not hang around until very late or you'll get tired." She waved her hand smiling and taking her leave.

"Aizen Sousuke."

His voice startled her when she was already a few meters away from him, but she turned back with some curiosity on her face. Soon a smile came to her lips.

"I finally listened to your name!" she giggled "Bye, bye, Aizen-san."

She referred to him by his surname, which was strange since the real Yue knew him since a long, long time. Although he didn't want to admit, it bothered him a little, he missed the way Yue called him back them, since there was some sort of affection on her sweet voice. He watched as she disappeared on the street's intersection. His smile faded, looking to the starry sky.

"Is it another of your unintelligible decisions…?" His defiant tone was filled with sarcasm "I really despise you from the bottom of my heart, Soul King."

One of the few creatures that could take his patience away was the Soul King. Was it really something carefully played by that great existence or was it a strike from destiny? Either one, Aizen Sousuke was starting to lose his tolerance, interfering too much on the human world could bring many troubles for him, in many senses. Mostly…

"Yue, perhaps, it would be better if you were dead…"

The woman would never listen to that frivolous whimper filled with emotions she could not comprehend, nor Aizen himself was aware of the true meaning behind his own words as he tried to break free from the uncalled past recalling itself right in front of his eyes.

Chapter 7/END