NA: Hey guys my internet was down for like three days after I last updated so I couldn't do anything but write. Here is the next chapter thought I'm not too sure if I like it or not. Just be patient please? I was having a hard time in deciding what I should do after Ichigo had told his story but here goes nothing!
Disclaimer: I do not own bleach or its characters.
When Ichigo was done telling his story, his mood was so dark that the killing aura coming from him could be felt in all of Las Noches. The orange haired teen was not in a good state of mind after telling Aizen and Gin of Soul Society's betrayal.
The hurt and anger of what the people he had fought to protect had done to him was so overwhelming that the normally caring Vizard was in a state of depression.
The scars on Ichigo's body ached as if reminding him of what that crazed scientist had done to him and his white counterpart. Even though most of his wounds have healed Ichigo's body was scarred with more than just battle wounds, he now had wounds of betrayal too.
The white room was deadly quiet. The two traitors sat in a state of shock, though they did not show it. The idea that this boy was affected by the corruptness of soul society so much in so little time was amazing. And to top it off the boy hadn't broken or shut down. No, he was here talking and functioning, letting other know of what he had gone through. Ichigo was letting his pits of fire burn hotter everyday those betrayers were still breathing.
"Ichigo", Gin said, speaking seriously with no grin. "We know you're pissed about this but you can't let revenge take over your life."
"I know that, I'm not stupid. But they will pay by the time I'm done." Ichigo muttered. "But I will make them wish that they hadn't betrayed me."
"So I wouldn't be wrong in assuming that you'll be joining our side in this fight." Aizen didn't ask, it was more of a statement.
"Yes, but first I need more training. Kido is my weakness and they know that. If I join the fight without mastering kido then I might as well hand myself over with my reiatsu sealed."
"Then Ichi-berry me and Capt'n Aizen will teach ya. We can teach ya other stuff too but what 'bout yer hollow? We could have one of the arrancar teach and train with ya for your hollow stuff." Gin said with a happy grin on his face.
Ichigo simply nodded. For some reason he felt safe here. Even though these people had tried to kill him more times than he could count he still felt as if this was where he was supposed to be. The teen felt as if these people would turn on him just because he was different.
"If there if anything that I will do before Soul Society falls is make them think that I am just as much a bad enemy to have as Aizen is." And with that Ichigo dug into his cold food, determined to make himself Soul Society's worst nightmare.
After all they do say that nothing helps a bad mood like spreading it around.
It had been about a week since Ichigo had told his story to Gin and Aizen. Right now he was walking to another training session with Aizen. His schedule was very busy with trying to fit everything in as soon as possible. Every morning he would go to breakfast then head to a 2 hour long session with Gin for kido then two hours with Starrk to work on his hollow abilities and then after lunch he would work with Aizen on anything that the older man decided.
Aizen was a good teacher for the most part. Ichigo had only ever trained with either Urahara or Yoruichi, so having someone who is above then in both skill and reiatsu was a good learning experience. And of course he was learning how to fight better. Sparring with Aizen really helped him become stronger. The difference in their skills was undeniable, but that just mad Ichigo want to work harder. For some reason he wanted to the one person to be able to stand on level ground with the lord and live to see another day.
The training was hard but that was to be expected. However, this was how Ichigo learned the best. All of the training that he has ever done was by someone much stronger than himself and t was done hard and fast. He had a learning curve that bested even Gin's. Even though Ichigo's muscles begged him to take a break, he pushed forward. The results of such were already showing. His base speed was increasing and he could feel the muscles in his body gaining a higher strength.
Training with Gin had been a hell of a lot less rewarding. Kido was so horribly hard for him. Whenever he tried a simple easy hado he either put too much reiatsu and it would explode in his face or he would put too little and the little ball of light would fall pathetically on to the ground in front of his feet. And of course, Gin would snicker and tell his to try again while giving him some pointers on what to do, and what he was doing wrong.
When Gin had tried explaining what to do Whit Ichigo's reiatsu, the teen had just given the sly fox a blank look and said "That confuses me more than how Orihime can eat her own food". And with that Gin started rolling on the ground as he laughed at the teens obvious frustration on the matter.
Ichigo collapsed on the ground, completely exhausted. He groaned as he felt his muscles begin to stiffen already. He had now been training on just simple fighting with a sword for over three hours. Normally that wasn't anything for the teen, but when Sosuke fucking Aizen was the opponent, he was at a loss of how to actually land a hit on the illusion master.
Aizen stood over the boy. He was learning faster than what any normal person would be capable of. But the teen wasn't normal; He had a combination of all things in him. He was a Hollow, a human and a Soul reaper. Any normal situation would have to be re-evaluated just so that some could just begin to understand how the boy did so well in such a short amount of time.
Aizen however, didn't need any re-assessing of the boy. Most would think of the vizard as just some over confidant punk who had an obnoxiously large sword. Most though the boy stupid and incapable of a strategy to save his life. But they were all wrong, and they had fallen for the boys ploy. Ichigo didn't want people to think he was smart. For what reason the overlord didn't know but it had worked. Everyone the teen met, they all underestimated him. In a way Ichigo was a lot like himself but to a lesser degree.
Ichigo's presence had awakened something in the lord that had the man questioning some of the thoughts that passed through his head when he thought of or saw the boy fighting. Ichigo had a natural grace about him. And the way the vizard fought was with raw power and determined stubbornness. And what was more was the fact that almost every person the boy came in contact with was eventually turned into an ally or a friend.
Aizen paused for a moment as that thought entered his head. 'I guess that would apply to me as well'. The two of them had fought and look where they ended up. Ichigo was in the middle of a nap on the ground after another hard training session with Aizen. A warm feeling formed in Aizen's body as he looked at the peaceful face of the sixteen year old. When the boy slept it was the only time that he looked his age. The caramel brown eyes that had seen more than most grown men were closed lightly and His usual scowl gone from the teen's attractive face.
'Wait… Attractive? Since when did he think the boy was attractive?' Aizen clamped down a sigh and picked the teen up to carry Ichigo to his room for a much needed sleep. He ignored his thoughts and the soft whisper of his own swords words in his mind as he placed the teen on the bed and left after a final glance at the teen.
'Do not ignore your emotions…. You will not be rejected'
NA: Well that's all folks please review. I have no idea how to wright a normal conversation between Ichigo and Aizen I don't want to make them seen too out of character. PLEASE I NEED HELP!
Please help me with thin guys I'm begging here man!
-Chilay