You all have read the disclaimer in the summary. Saguru and the plot are mine, as well as a 12 pack of cherry-flavored soda pop that's been helping me write. Amazing the wonders caffeine gives to us all.

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Saguru POV

Getting a magic sword is not as easy as they make it seem in the manga.

First, Sensei (he's the only decent soul here, he earned the title) gave me a nameless blade, calling it something or another. I think it started with an 'A' maybe?

Eh, anyways, he got me started on sword fighting; needless to say I got my ass creamed, as the man had a 'hands on' approach. When he claimed I was proficient enough in that, he got me started on controlling and enlarging my Spiritual Energy.

Which sucked worst then sword training in it's own way.

Because here's the thing; I have to meditate, ignoring every distraction around me to the point it's just all background. It doesn't sound too bad at first, but when you have a sensei willing to smack you at any time, it can be a trial. Needless to say, it's a good thing I have a very high pain tolerance.

(Note: despite having said tolerance does not mean his hits hurt any less. In fact they seem to hurt worse with every single smack.)

But at least I now have something to do when its isolation day for me in my cell.

So, while he says I have to still do the meditation, he has allowed me to start putting some of my energy in the nameless blade.

It makes the spars we have last for another hour, tops. Personally, I think the man gets a kick out of me cursing him out, as he gets this little smirk on his noble looking face whenever he hears it.

Then one day while in meditation, my Spiritual Energy goes funny, making my eyes snap open to behold twin Tanto blades in their scabbard.

Yeah, twin blades, and Tanto at that. Not sure how to feel about that. (After all, aren't Tanto suppose to be paired with a longer blade?)

Both are small, with dark blood red-lacquered handles, with the Kanji for blood on both sides. The Scabbard matches the handle, but appears to have blood spatter on it. I'm estimating the blade's length of both are around seven inches.

I don't have long to admire them, unfortunately.

Because that is when Sensei decides out of nowhere that it's time for me to work on meeting my Sword's spirit.

And I must say, she's pretty interesting.

-Flashback

Looking around my inner world, I can't help but relax a little.

It's basically nature's library at twilight.

There are giant trees, shelves naturally formed into them, books occupying every space. Some fallen trees form benches, with what's left of their stumps forming a back of sorts to rest against. There are even regular book shelves, books hidden among ivy and tall grass that grows along side it, mushrooms and moss spotted here and there.

To me, it's breathtaking.

Though the large puddle of blood is disturbing. Naturally, I go over to it.

Only to be shocked to find it starting to take shape. A humanoid shape at that.

After it finally settles down, I take in what I believe to be my Zanpakuto spirit.

It's a woman, looking to be about 17 with knee length blood red hair, done in a long braid, with two strands framing the side of her heart shaped face. She has beautiful pale skin, and eyes the color of green venom. She wears a fine red Kimono, with what looks like black fireworks (though it could also be blood spatter) decorating it from the middle down. She has a plain black sash to hold the Kimono close.

She is gorgeous.

"Why thank you." She giggles, a black fan with red spattered on it appearing out of nowhere as she giggles.

"But I didn't compliment you yet." I blurt out, before blushing when I realize what I said.

She just laughs, a sound soft and dangerous.

"Your face is very expressive, Saguru-sama." She says, her eyes twinkling.

I can't keep a frown off my face.

"You don't have to call me that; you're the other half of my soul after all." I say, the frown on my face going deeper as she stills.

After a still moment of looking each other in the eye, she smiles at me.

"Very well, Saguru-chan." She says teasingly.

I find myself laughing, feeling lighter then ever.

-Flashback end

After that meeting, I now spend half the time that I was sword fighting with Sensei with my Zanpakuto spirit, along with the time I spend in my cell.

She helps keep me sane(ish), which I am so grateful for. Especially when it's a day for pain.

"You're doing good in our spars, Saguru-chan. But make sure you eat, alright?" She says to me as I eye my food.

"Yeah, I get you, Hime-chan." I say aloud, just because I can.

"…Why do you avoid that?" I had just been in mid chew when she asked. Swallowing, I ask,"Avoid what?"

"My name. You've been able to say it anytime now, all you have to do is reach for it." She says, her voice serious.

I finish my food first before I answer, because I'll need to see her face to face before I answer her. Finishing the last bite of my meal, I fall into meditation, letting me go to the inner world that is my mind.

Seeing the nature all around me soothes my being like always, but I don't pay it much mind today.

I go over to one of the fallen-tree benches where Hime-chan is.

She already has her fan out, hiding her face as she gently wafts it.

Uh-oh.

"Hime, there is an actual reason why I haven't tried to activate Shikai."

"Oh, and what is this reason, Saguru-sama?" Crap, she's really upset.

"I don't want to lose you." I blurt out, watching how she stills, her eyes meeting mine in confusion.

"Excuse me?"

"You're strong, Hime, I can see that without even awakening you." I say, my voice calmer as I explain, "What do you think these bastards are going to do when they find out how strong I am with you? Do you think they'll just let me go on my way, not minding it? I'm ranked as a failure and an annoyance at the moment, due to the fact I can't be rid of and that I don't kiss that bitch's ass. But with you… I'll go from that to threat, which they will not tolerate. I don't want you sealed away." I finish, hoping I got through to her. I can't lose her; besides Sensei, who is not always there, Hime cares for me and is my main source of comfort.

Her and my memories of my twin.

She eyes me from over the top of her fan carefully, thoughtfully.

"But we're already a threat, we just haven't shown them."

"What they don't know can hurt them." I answer simply.

"…If you were to awaken me, the release would be broadcast, revealing our strength to the guards. Who would then precede in alerting the higher ups, Zora included." She says slowly, realization lighting up in her eyes.

"Correct."

She closes her fan, then disappears it to wherever it came from, a slow, blood thirsty smile on her face.

"What are you planning, Saguru-chan?" She purrs, her eyes sparkling with a lust for destruction as they meet my slowly grinning face.

(AN)- Now, if no one minds, I'm going into a slight caffeine coma until the next update.

Here is an Omake requested by a certain little chibi for you all to enjoy! (I hope I do the character justice.)

3rd Person, Aizen Sosuke- I Will

Time: A bit after Saguru was taken

It really happened too quickly, the situation feeling like a dream in a way. Though those... Shinigami quickly turned it into a nightmare. Watching how those... those fiends just took Saguru, his companion, his confidant, his brother away from him...

Sosuke had to stop his Spiritual Energy from lashing out, otherwise he might just destroy the few meager belongings that were his and-

Gritting his teeth, the remaining twin looked around the shack he and his brother had chosen to rest at, loneliness starting to fill in his heart as he remembered all the memories he had with Saguru here.

Just last week they had celebrated their first birthday in this new world; now they were separated.

With the pain, anger, helplessness, and loneliness entering his mind, Sosuke narrowed his eyes as he started to plot, slowly gathering his belongings as he did so.

"I will," the brunet thought, "find out what happened to my brother." a frown on his face as he noticed the puzzle his more volatile and temperamental twin had given him.

His motions gentle in grabbing the box belying his darkening thoughts, Aizen Sosuke's eyes were hard as he carefully put it in his makeshift bag, the smile forming on his face falsely gentle.

"And once I find out, I will make sure those who took him away from me will pay." The youth thought, his smile morphing into something darker to match his eyes, pain and despair promised in both.