As he was watching the redheaded man he noticed the man's male companion looking at him, he kept his eyes on the man who made

Lies From Him

It had been planned for years in advance.

Years of deceit and masks, all were fulfilled in the end.

Then why did he feel so alone?

So sad?

He knew why, though he would never tell anyone, not even his former taichou,

He had left the most important thing in the world to him behind,

His little fuka-taichou,

Izuru.

No one understood his relationship with his little Zu-zu, probably not even Kira himself.

It was supposed to be just another fling, which turned into affection, which spread…to love.

He would follow Aizen for his goals, and fight for his dreams. But he would die to be with Izuru again, to be held, to be touched, to be cared for by another.

He griped his sword tighter, what he wouldn't give to be with his blond again.

Izuru probably thought that he betrayed him, which was true,

For he did not bring Izuru with him.

He knew that Izuru would follow him; all he needed to do was ask,

But he didn't,

And now,

He was alone.

He looked back at the castle, and gave a slight smile,

No matter how much he denied it, Aizen cared for Gin,

And so he was let to find his fuka-taichou,

Izuru would not be left behind ever again.

" I am coming."