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Saguru POV

"…And Aizen-san, you will need glasses, which can be made as soon as possible for you. …Other then that, you are all rather unharmed…" Unohana said, a slight frown on her face when she finally finished her examination. Probably expecting more damage and worried about what the lack of it means.

(The unsaid, "What state are your minds in?" hangs in the air, unanswered.)

"Accelerated healing is one of the many traits that was considered necessary for an experiment. After all, they had to make sure the subject was able to endure for their research." Tomomi answered with a bowed head.

"It also helps with my ability-what?" I say when I see Tomomi's eyes widen and Sensei's mouth tighten in his frown, "They have our files, so why bother keep secret what will be found out later?"

"Besides, they're find out even quicker if I get injured." I answer, gaining a sigh from the older man and a sympathizing look from our youngest.

I turn to the Captain of the Fourth, who watches curiously, ready for anything I tell her. (And wary what it will be, by the looks of it.)

"So, it's better to just show you what I mean, so can I please borrow a knife or scalpel from you?" I ask with a pleasant smile on my face.

I can see by the wary(er) expression (basically her smile dims a bit and the air gets a little tense), that she does not fully agree with it, but goes to a drawer and takes a small scalpel for me to use.

Taking it, I slash my palm, much to her surprise and alarm.

(Wonder what she thought I was going to do?)

Immediately, she takes my palm in her hand, probably a healing Kido at the tip of her tongue before she stills, eyes wide in disbelief for a moment, watching as the blood bandages set to work.

"Unless I'm in a fight, the adrenaline does something about slowing the process, they immediately start forming like this, covering my wound, leaving no scar behind as they are absorbed back into my skin. Works the same for healing others, though the bandages dissolve to a powder state when through." I explain.

The healer's eyes betray her question as she looks at the scar just barely visible, theories forming as her Spiritual Energy tenses. She had seen the scar earlier during the check up.

"Healing takes time and shouldn't be interrupted." I answer the unasked question with a sigh.

For a moment, I thought I felt another flash of anger alongside the Captain before me, but I'm sure it's just because of Retsu-sama's Badass aura doing it's thing.

"I see. I believe as an useful experiment, they wouldn't take it to far." She said worriedly (and the distaste for the word 'experiment' as she says it makes me admire her even more).

I can't help but snort.

"I wasn't an experiment anymore. I was their training dummy." I say with a bitter smile.

Okay, now I recognize that flash of Spiritual energy anywhere, with Retsu-sama's no longer hiding it.

"Excuse me for a moment." I tell her with a smile, taking my hand back. Going over to the door, I open it to find Sosuke and Shinji eavesdropping.

I can't help but raise an eyebrow at them.

"…Don't you two have work to do?" I ask dryly.

Sosuke didn't even look sheepish like his Captain did.

"I'd said I'll tell you what happened later. In fact, why don't you meet up with me and my partners in crime at dinner time? It's partly their experiences as well."

"That is acceptable." Sosuke said with a nod, his posture no longer as stiff from who knows how long he stood outside the door stressed and worried, relaxed at the assurance.

Shinji, for all his grinning, is watching us carefully, his eyes calculative and narrow. He says nothing as he leaves first, though I still feel like I missed something big.

"You kept it." I blink at the seemingly random comment from my brother. Following his gaze, I look to see that he is staring at the pendant he gave me long ago for our birthday.

"Like I would let anything happen to it; it was my first gift from you." I answer him with a scowl, a slight blush lighting on my face.

"You're such a bright red, Saguru-chan. Looks fetching on you." is purred in my mind. I ignore it, for I'm not blushing that badly.

"You are, dear."

Ignoring the voice in my head, I look at my brother, who has a soft, yet unreadable look in his eye.

I feel imaginary Goosebumps crawl all over my skin.

I have a bad feeling about that unreadable look.

(I just know someone is going to die.)

Ichimaru Gin, 3rd Person POV

Rumors and Gossip, no mattered how discouraged, was how news usually got spread around any organization.

The Gotei 13 was no different.

Gin let his smile grow wider, hiding the unease he felt at the tension.

A whole group of lower seated officers from their division had been injured during the exploring of the recently uncovered labs.

(At first, Gin had thought they had found one of Mr. Perfect Lieutenant's research labs, but seeing Aizen's genuine surprise and confusion, for just a moment, disproved that. To think there were other sick souls like Aizen around, playing with lives like they're only research projects.

Put him off his lunch to be truthful.)

Needing the report and making sure that the little minions would survive, the Captain and his Lieutenant needed to show up at the fourth..

Gin went to help with questioning. Cough/tormenting/cough.

He honestly lost track of how long they were there, even there Captain showing frustration. First, they couldn't get a hold of a medic, and when they do, turns out they're not qualified to take them. So they had to wait for one who was to pass by.

Then that 12th Division Lieutenant attacked their Captain, detailing them all further, enough to where even Aizen showed frustration.

"What the hell are you even doing here you shrimp!"

"My Captain's interrogating some of the surviving experiments! Seems like these ones are a little smarter then the other ones. They haven't died yet."

Gin had actually started to listen in at this; who knows if it could come in useful. After all, no one is sure what the lab's objective was yet.

Then that Spiritual energy flashed.

It had been startling.

His hand had naturally went to his Zanpakuto, like the bickering duo while Aizen…

Had paled, going unnaturally still, his eyes wide and disbelieving.

Then disappeared in a flash.

It had honestly taken him off guard, seeing such emotion on that face; he'd thought the Shinigami incapable of feeling anything too deep.

And while his Captain had obviously wanted to follow, it was just then that they had finally got a competent medic, who said they could start the questioning, and even gave them the stasis report on the wounded.

The blond had waited to hear about his subordinates' health, giving them a kind word, before putting the silver haired third seat in charge of getting the report, before following after the brunet, a rare thoughtful frown appearing for a single second.

Of course, the signature grin came back a moment later, and Gin was left to get the report, the annoying blonde girl scowling at him all the while.

After oh so long terrifying the poor minions, the two highest ranked souls of the Fifth came back, a thoughtful touch to their Captain's grin, while Aizen seemed…

Relaxed?

Yes, yet a whole lot more pissed as well.

What had he missed?

"What the hell happened!" was yelled by the only short blond female in the room, her voice loud, and wary.

"…Turns out one of the victims was related to Aizen-san here." Shinji said after a moment of silence, eyeing his second seat, "His twin brother in fact."

…

Gin wondered if the universe loved irony.

Because, one brother becoming a mad scientist while the other suffers under such minds is the most ironic thing he's ever heard.

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