All was silent. Aizen sat cross-legged on the bed in his new room, meditating. The power he had found was something else. It did not compare to the power he had as a shinigami, but it was enough. Still, that bastard, Urahara Kisuke was holding back even though he was trying to kill him. Is that what Ichigo's original training was like? There were still hidden places where his security-fly-cameras couldn't reach in his own timeline. Blank spaces.
No matter how hard he tried to communicate with Ichigo's zanpakuto it was impossible, nothing worked. Even with spiritual energy to call upon zangetsu or enter his inner world. However, he could summon his original asauchi as he left Ichigo's body that one time. But that was not the plan. Leaving his body could cause trouble, especially now that Shiba Isshin was recovering his Shinigami powers. One that gave him trouble during his invasion of the replica of Karakura Town. Keeping his enemies close was a good plan, but his power was not at that level. Not yet, at least.
"Ichigoooooooooooooo!"
Aizen without opening his eyes evaded Shiba Isshin's kick by simply moving his head to the side, which resulted in Ichigo's father breaking the window and flying out.
"Not bad, my son! I have nothing left to teach you!" said Shiba Isshin trying to hold on to the window.
Bastard. Sure, he could have taught his son a lot, but he didn't. Still, Aizen wanted nothing to do with the man for the time being, though training to learn the technique Kurosaki Ichigo used on him would go a long way. Even more so if he could learn to find an experimental way of using it without the need to lose his powers in return. Aizen tightened his fist.
"I-Ichigo?"
"It's nothing. I got ready for school."
"You know, later you should come by Urahara's shop. I'll be training again, I'm a bit rusty."
Aizen looked back with seriously calculating eyes. How was it possible that his powers were returning so much sooner than in the original timeline? Was it because of him being there? No. Was it supposed to be because of his inner hollow? But why couldn't he enter his inner world? Did his fullbring which uses hollow reiatsu wake his powers up? Was his hollow fused with his mortal body now? He hated not knowing the answer to these events. But he would soon find out.
Aizen prepared for his normal day at Ichigo's school. It was going to be a horrible nuisance, but he hoped no one would know the difference. When he left the house, the hole was boarded up. His sisters talked about a road crashing into the house, and his father played along even though he knew the truth.
Chapter Five
How To Built An Army 101
Karakura Highschool
10:43 AM
Peace ended once more when he reached the school from all the students and the noises that came from the sport activities in the grounds. All the way to school was quiet, but now it was frustrating, and made him remember the Shino academy days. Even though he was late, nobody said anything to him, which was a relief for him to take a break from his acting. By the time he reached his classroom, it was too late. There were many of the students spreading wild rumors that he was dead after being hit by a truck.
"Kurosaki-K-uah!" Aizen threw his backpack and hit the orange-haired girl Orihime Inoue in the face.
"Ichigo! What the hell are you doing! Are you insane!" The short-haired girl with a fist in her hand went towards him to hit him.
But quickly Orihime Inoe stood in the middle of the two. "Good morning! Ichigo! You dropped this!"
"Orihime, what are you doing?"
"Kurosaki-kun! He dropped this and I'm returning it! I'm fine! Everything is fine!"
"Ichigo! Apologize right now! That's no way to treat a girl!"
"Oh, yeah, whatever you say."
Aizen made his way to an empty seat. Proud that everything was going according to plan. He had completely played Ichigo's arrogant and bully-like behavior at school. Before he sat down, she was there beside him, looking at him with her eyebrows crossed. She was sulking madly.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Rukia pulled him by the ear and dragged him out of the classroom.
He was rubbing his ear for the time they had reached the roof of the school. Walking alongside Rukia, Aizen, with his hands in his pockets, came to a stop near the edge of the building. He stood with his back to her and stared at the town.
"What are you doing here at my school? Shouldn't you have gone to the Soul Society?"
"I can't. Only a shinigami can-hey I never mentioned Soul Society?
"My father told me everything."
"Your father?"
"The former captain of the 10th division of the Soul Society, Shiba Isshin."
Rukia's eyes grew wider than usual, and she looked down at the ground with what appeared to be shame. Her hands trembled.
"Correct. You killed my cousin, Shiba Kaien."
Rukia looked up in horror, "n-no ...it wasn't like that-" and stepped back.
"Then maybe this will be my punishment." Rukia fell to her knees on the school floor.
"What are you talking about?"
"I lost my Shinigami powers. They're in you."
"I'm a Fullbringer. We can take powers from shinigami."
"Fullbringer?"
"A Hollow did not attack my mother when she was pregnant, unlike a normal fullbringer. It was further back. Before I was born, Hollow reiatsu tainted her and my father sacrificed his powers to save her. Returning the favor. Ever since then she was already infected with Hollow reiatsu and then with time I was born. You know how babies are born, right?"
"That is why he never returned to the Soul Society."
"Rukia, I can return the shinigami powers back."
"Please give them back to me."
"Not yet."
"Why?"
"I need something in return."
"Anything to repay my debt to the Shiba House."
"Rukia. First, I'll ask you if you want to know the most unpleasant thing of all?"
"What do you mean?"
"Kisuke Urahara created the gigai you're wearing right now, wasn't it?"
"Yes?"
"Kisuke Urahara is not a good man. He is a villain. He experimented on many shinigami in the Soul Society along with some accomplices he had that still remained there in power. He is waiting for the right moment to invade Soul Society. But the gigai he gave you was specially designed to steal your powers forever and make you human."
Rukia's face fell to the ground. Looking at her, she seemed lifeless, paralysed, her soul almost empty. Aizen used Ichigo's fullbring and transformed into his Hollow armor.
"He used a certain object to bind you to this gigai. Lucky for you, I have the power to control matter at will with my Fullbring abilities."
Aizen opened his hollow armor-covered hand in front of Rukia's chest and neon green lines came out and within seconds Rukia's gigai body was destroyed and she was now in her soul form. In Aizen's hands was a small object. A small, bluish purple orb composed of a unique substance that almost seemed alive inside a sealed crystal.
"This seal was created to destroy you. To keep you here against the rules of the Soul Society. And to use you to enter the Soul Society when they come for you."
"What should I do now?"
Aizen's senses became alert. Something moved in the distance. He pushed Rukia aside and threw a red with black energy from his hand destroying a wall in the distance a few miles away.
"What was that?"
"Kisuke Urahara's accomplices in the Soul Society were watching our conversation. They were spying on you. You must return to the Soul Society and warn only those you trust. We must prepare for the coming war."
"But I can't go back to the Soul Society, only shinigami can-"
In one swift movement, Ichigo launched a green spear that pierced Rukia's chest in a great explosion of dust and wind. When the wind dissipated, her clothes changed from white to black and her sword rested at his waist.
"My shinigami powers?"
"The Captain Commander will not listen to you. Nor will your brother. For the moment the more allies we have, the better chance we have of saving the Soul Society from its blindness. When you return, don't forget to tell the people you trust it was Kisuke Urahara's fault that he kept Shiba Isshin in this world with his illegal gigais that took away his power. And you should recruit Captain Soi Fon who will be very interested in being part of our forces against Kisuke Urahara. I will recruit as many as I can in the World of the Living, with my father."
"Understood."
Rukia stood silently, looking at her hand as she opened and closed it often.
"What's wrong?"
"I feel different."
"I only shared a part of my powers with you. I didn't give you back your powers, or I'd lose mine."
"But you said-"
"Relax. We have time. Right now you only have enough energy to travel to the Soul Society. The atmosphere there will restore your powers to normal and you will be able to release your sword. But because I shared my powers with you, there will be noticeable changes."
"What changes?"
"We will find out together when the time comes."
And with that Rukia opened a Senkaimon and left for the Soul Society to build him an army. Everything was going as planned. New puppet allies to discard. New powers. Half of the Hogyoku. But he still had to retrieve the other half of the Hogyoku from the hands of the other him from this timeline.
Now that Aizen had evidence that he could take and give powers to others, it was time to visit Orihime Inoue. After all, he had to apologize for what he did in the classroom. Only a fool like Ichigo would believe that it wasn't part of his plan. And of course, he also planned to train his new Quincy powers. Maybe the fool Ishida Uryu would follow to avenge his grandfather. Then there was Yasutora Sado to recruit, but he was going to be difficult. He would notice a change in Ichigo's behavior. For now his only option would be to seek Shūkurō Tsukishima and take his Book of the End power in order to experience Ichigo and Chad's past, or change it to his liking. A power that would go a long way in creating a loyal army that would help him destroy the Soul Society, Yhwach and gain the power of the Soul King for himself. And more important of all help him see Kugo Ginjo's memories to know how his shinigami, hollow and fullbring powers work in his mortal body. He needed to be able to use Kyoka Suigetsu without leaving Ichigo's body. He had no plans to reveal his true identity before he created the world in his image. He smirked.
