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Saguru's POV

Of course things go to hell. It's my (after) life after all.

But I better start from the top of this dirty laundry pile of issues and grievances.

I first wake up on the wrong side of the bed, deciding today is going to suck. Straitening my side of the pallet, trying not to wake up my brother. He had a late shift at the seamstress's place due to some large order, so he deserved the sleep.

Going about my business, my mood blackens further when I notice we're almost out of rice. Sure, we have the money to buy more, which is a blessing in it's self, but as food isn't necessary for most souls, it's not exactly kept in stock most places. Supply, demand and all that crap that comes with it.

So, only getting enough to lessen my hunger a bit, I eat quickly because I need to be at the bar as soon as possible to help the Old Man shoo away the few drunks still lingering there. With my high spiritual energy, and with all the practice I put in my Retsu Smile (The smile that belongs to any true badass) on them, I get the desired effect pretty quickly.

Checking on Sosuke before I go to see he is still snoozing, I make sure I am presentable, then go about the day.

And all through out it, I get pushed, jostled, and disrespected at every turn. I even got a full bottle of sake dumped on me, making me smell more like alcohol then the bar does.

Can't you just tell how much I want to smile and hug people? And so what if my smile is a little demented and I want to hug someone's neck tightly? I'm only expressing my joy in this life!

Yeah, I wouldn't believe me either.

"Not a good day is it, Saguru-kun? But it can't get much worst from here!" The Old Man announced cheerfully. Looks like someone hit the sauce a little too early today.

And Thank you for jinxing me! Now I just know my day is going to suck.

I can't help but scowl at the man, nearly biting my tongue to keep myself from saying anything. Isn't there a saying that if you have nothing good to say, then shut the fuck up or something?

Eh, its close enough.

Taking my pay and leaving for the day, I check the traders, hoping to whatever sick god that placed me here at least had the mercy to let there be food.

To my surprise, there is some.

To my horror, it's cabbage.

I'm torn in buying it because food is rare, and there's a few whole heads of cabbage. Sosuke and I could make soups, salads, and maybe a sandwich with the stuff if we eat it sparingly. And the price is cheap, as most of the time, vegetables are not as popular as fruits and meats.

On the other hand, its cabbage; that which repulses me and makes me just ill thinking of it. I absolutely loath cabbage and would gladly pass it by if I had the choice. And it's not me being a veggie hater, as I love leeks and spinach leaves, but cabbage…

But despite my hatred for it, I have to get it; with so little food that we do have, and having something healthy and cheap, it would just be plain stupid not to get it.

So with any good mood shot down and buried, I buy three heads of the greenery with a grim frown marring my face, carrying it as I head home.

Putting them in our tiny little ice-box (Sosuke got it, how he did, I don't know) and away from the ice that keeps everything cool. I then take a little bit of rice and two leaves of cabbage, hoping to make a roll-like thing. Putting the rice on the greens, I roll them like a burrito, only eating one as the other is for my twin.

"I'm here, Saguru-kun." was said, making me turn from stuffing myself to hand Sosuke his dinner.

"Cabbage huh? They had nothing else." against my black mood, I can't help but soften seeing the understanding and slight amusement in my brother's eyes. He knows my loathing well.

"Unless we want to go without after tomorrow, I had to get it as the rice is almost gone. Besides, it was cheap. " I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose with the hand that wasn't holding my half-demolished dinner.

"..One day, we won't have to get things just because its convenient; we'll be able to get what we want, when we desire it." was said with such firm belief and determination, The Glint of Doom lighting up his eyes and making him seem larger than life.

"Within reason of course." I say in perfect deadpan, smirking as Sosuke seems to lose the bigger-then-life aura immediately.

"Of course…" he says smoothly. I almost think he's going to add something, but then shakes his head.

"… I may hate cabbage, but if you waste that, I will throttle you." I state flippantly, surprising a laugh out of my twin, who gets the hint and take a bite.
After dinner, we debate on whether or not to sleep now, or stay up a bit more. In the end, we decide to go to bed, but play a few word games before hand. It's rather soothing, enough to where I usually fall asleep in the middle of it.

"The subject is 'things found on a person. Hand" Sosuke starts after a quick game of rock paper scissors.

"Dirt?"

"That's acceptable. Toe."

"Uh, epidermis?"

"That's a good one. Sweat."

"Crap, uh, Tear?"

"Ryo- What was that?" Suddenly, my brother sat up, looking to be rather alert.

Then again, I was too, as I heard the shuffling coming outside as well.

Both of us on the wary side (it could be bandits), I saw my brother get up quickly and quietly, going to check and see what was happening, as he was the quieter one of us. I myself have not yet mastered the ways of sneakiness yet, so I wait for my brother's word.

In the shack me and my brother call home, as no one had the time or money to take us in, there're plenty of holes to look out from.

After looking out from a hole that was pretty much eye level from the east side of the shack, where the noise came from, I noticed my brother stiffen.

Bad sign.

When he turns to face me, worry shining in his eyes and face pale, I change my assumption.

We are most likely screwed to high heaven.

"Shinigami. Blood." Sosuke mouths silently to me, the moonlight helping me see it. I just know I am as pale as my twin is, the situation setting in for me.

There were no hollows around; me and my brother would have felt their energy if there was.

Which means that the blood on the Shinigami did not come from Hollows.

I mean, sure, they could be just passing through from another district, but the blood lust clinging to them says differently.

And I read and remember the manga; I know how they balance the number of souls.

I really don't want to die.

Sosuke motions for me to get up, which I do gladly, and follow him as quietly as possible out the back down of the shack, which is quieter then the front.

There is some foliage, bushes and trees we hid behind, wary and worried of any energy we feel that isn't the other's. We have to keep moving though, because we'll be sitting ducks if we don't.

It's when a sudden patrol comes out of nowhere that me and my twin get separated, me behind a rather pathetic tree and Sosuke behind a browning bush. I wasn't quick enough in following my brother, as quietness was more important the speed at the moment.

"Damn it, we're going in circles. Who ever has the large spiritual energy is good. Zora-sama will be pleased when we find the source." The group of three stopped to catch their breath, all of them agitated

"Man, can't we just go? I would prefer to take a bath."

"And risk Zora-sama finding out that we found such a prize as this and decided not to bother? I say we keep looking until we find it."

"And if they have a family, what then?"

"Then we kill them and anyone else who gets in our way." was said rather simply, as if the answer was obvious.

I went cold, my stomach seeming to drop.

While my brother was a prodigy, able to hide his energy to a point that it came off as normal, I wasn't as fortunate. I had a rather nice reserve, though not as large as my brothers, and not much control over it. I was at the point where I could basically make sure it didn't feel bad to others. That was the extent of my control.

And from the conversation I had heard, it was my spiritual energy leading them to us.

I looked over at my brother, the moonlight highlighting his face, showing he was just as scared and worried as I was. It also drove in another point; despite his mind, despite his charms, despite his future, Aizen Sosuke was still only 13 years old.

Besides, he was meant to be here, I wasn't.

My hand going to my pendant, I give my brother a weak smile, who returns it with a horrified open mouth.

I then precede in doing a fake fall, acting like I'm clumsy.

The Shinigami naturally are on me like ants on sugar.

Not listening to their words, which is probably stupid, but I'm trying to make sure not to look at the bush my brother is hiding in, not wanting to give him away.

Before they knock me unconscious, to 'ease the burden in carrying me', I have one last thought to myself.

I just knew I was going to hate today.

(Please don't slash me with pointy swords; I bleed easily.)