Dislcaimer: I do not own Bleach.

A/N: Thanks to all my splendid reviewers. I'm sorry it's going a little slow but I'm trying to explain Ai-ni's past as well put him into the timeline. Don't worry, everything is going to out of wack, very soon.

Also, due to spoilers, if you haven't gotten past the Rukia Rescue Arc, I'm really spoiling the story for ya.

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Urahara was worried. He was plain worried. He knew what he was doing was wrong in the moral sense. He was sending children to fix his mistakes. He was making kids fix one of his greatest creations and blunders.

Rukia was a perfect choice but it seems that perfect choices do not work in an imperfect world. And now she was paying the price.

He already knew what he was doing but sending Aizen Sosuke in after them? Urahra should've smacked the boy upside the head. To his knowledge, there was still an Aizen Sosuke in Soul Society. He had a theory as in why there were two.

But he couldn't understand why there were two.

Urahara tapped his cane. Two Aizen's. Two reiatsu signatures that resister the same, two identical soul cutters but that was where they stopped in similarity. From there they were different, because of this, when Aizen came for training he accepted after almost a year of prodding.

Perhaps…Urahara mused, it wasn't wise to stunt Aizen Kurosaki's growth or mislead him. Ah well, he would survive. If he was anything like his 'twin' he wouldn't die so easily. Then again, they were different even though their base soul was the same.

Memoires change people. Life changes people.

He would have never trained Aizen Kurosaki, if he had a shred of ambition to use the power for bad things. Instead Aizen Kurosaki was a very kind boy, a bit strange and eccentric but kind. When he smiled, it was real. When he cried it was due to real pain and not fake emotions.

Isshin knew what he was doing when he adopted the boy who called himself Aizen Sosuke.

Urahara knew what he was doing.

The dice had been thrown, the cards selected and the players placed. The problem was the game has still been unnamed and the dealer unseen.

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Aizen walked away from his room, leaving his sleeping vice captain. He was soon accompanied by Gin who waved at him silently. The plan was set; it was time he 'died'.

As he initiated his zanpakuto's shikai, he couldn't help but feel slightly agitated. He had no reason to feel this agitation and yet, his very strong intuition was telling him that something was out of place.

With an impatient draw of his blade, he dismissed his misgivings. Everything will work because it will. He had long done everything needed for this farce. Soon he will ascend to heaven and sit down on the throne of God.

No one will stop him.

It wasn't as if they could.

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He ran, slipping in and out of the alleyways like a mere shadow. There had been several raging reiatsu signatures. Ai-ni could definitely tell where Ichigo was, the problem was pinpointing where. Also getting there was a major pain in the ass. In those long hours, he had to sneak past hoards of shinigami groups and the secret police. It was very lucky he didn't get caught yet.

It was very strange though. There had been more heightened security after the first day and whisperings. Apparently someone very important got killed and that was why there was so much hubbub occurring.

It was all Greek to him.

As he moved from place to place, looking for ways to actually get to his brother and maybe to pique his curiosity as in to why strange things were happening he caught sight of orange hair and a gleam of glasses.

His curiosity was even more evident when the orange haired girl defeated the two passing shinigami with one strike. And her breasts drew most of his attention. They were impossibly big.

He followed them into a building where they proceeded to change. In a poor attempt to be a gentlemen, he covered his eyes and he was ashamed to admit it but he did peek through his fingers.

It was just too tempting. He was a man and he had needs even though his outward appearance was that of a child. This attraction seemed almost weird considering he only meet her but minutes ago. But he felt a warmth grow inside him at the sight of her.

When the two were done, they were prepared to exit the building. He took this as an opportunity to jump down from his perch on the ceiling.

"Yo."

The glasses kid reacted surprisingly fast, making a bow appear out of no where. "Inoue, get behind me."

"You're a quincy." Ai-ni was not perturbed by the closeness of the weapon. "Aren't you guys extinct?"

The quincy boy's eyes narrowed. "Shinigami." He spat, anger and hatred rolling under his words.

"Che." Ai-ni sighed. "I'm not your enemy."

"You're a shinigami." Stated the quincy, quite obviously, his bow pointed at Ai-ni.

"I'm Ichigo's older brother." Ai-ni stated, noting the two's reactions. "You guys never meet me before cause I was on a school student exchange program."

"Ishida-kun I don't think he's lying." Inoue, the orange haired girl placed a hand on Ishida's tense shoulders.

"He could be lying." Ishida wasn't ready to accept anything yet.

"Look, would a random shinigami know that Ichigo is a blundering reckless idiot who t is so courageous it makes him rather moronic at times? Or the fact he is racing into Soul Society for a girl called Rukia?" Ai-ni waited for the response.

Ishida doesn't appear to be convinced but he did seem less tense.

"Aug." It appears he would have to show them the picture. He raised a hand indicating clearly he had no weapon and dug into his top pulling out a picture. "Does this convince you?"

It was a polaroid of the whole Kurosaki family before Masaki's death. It was Halloween and eight-year-old Ichigo was in a bunny suit while Yuzu and Karin were in princess clothes. He was eleven then and was teasing Ichigo about the bunny suit. Despite the teasing Ichigo was smiling because the bunny suit was something she made. He was wearing a Jedi suit. He even got his hair cut that way due to the fad and he was obsessed with the 'Jedi mind trick'.

Inoue squealed at Ichigo's cuteness while Ishida snickered. The bow disappeared. Ishida handed the picture back to him.

"I think that is enough evidence." He said, a smirk in his voice. He chuckled to himself.

"Hehehe…I can't wait to lord over Kurosaki…heheh.."

Ai-ni blinked as a dark aura surrounded Ishida as he plotted to embarrass Ichigo.

"Ishida-kun is very competitive." Inoue offered helpfully.

"Ah."

"I'm Inoue Orihime and he's Ishida Uryuu." She bowed to him. "It is very nice to meet you."

"My name is Aizen Kurosaki." Ai-ni bowed to them. "I'm here to make sure my idiot of a younger brother doesn't die." He grinned. "Call me Ai-ni so you won't be confused with Kurosaki this and Kurosaki that."

As the trio walked out, Orihime paused. " Ai-ni, if you're older than Kurosaki-kun then why are you so small?"

Ai-ni twitched. "Stupid Urahara." He mumbled under his breath before addressing the duo. "Something about my inner child expressing itself in very loud tones."

"Oh."

There was a pause.

"Wait." It was Ishida. "Wouldn't it be suspicious if a child was with us?"

Ai-ni frowned. Ishida was correct. It would look too suspicious. From what he learned, only genius goes through the Academy in short amounts of time and those people would be very high profile. That means a change was in order.

He took a deep breath and clapped his hands together. "UmHah." He said sharply.

Orihime and Ishida took a step back as a tall teenager replaced the small boy from before. The tall teenager kept the same face and hairstyle. He was much taller and just as broad shouldered as Ichigo. He towered over her but was shorter than Ishida.

She wasn't aware she was staring until she heard his voice. "Is the illusion off?"

She eked, blushing before shaking her head.

Ishida's eye twitched and he adjusted his glasses. He glared at Ai-ni.

"And now for the glasses…" He changed his features again, this time Bon Jovi like glasses appearing.

"Ano." Orihime's soft voice made Ai-ni stop. "Your glasses hide you eyes."

"You're right." The glasses disappeared. "That is way too suspicious. I might as well stick a neon sign over my head."

Ai-ni peered at Ishida. "Got it."

A pair of glasses appeared on his face. They were blocky, black, thick, and very dorky. "Tadah." He adjusted the glasses as if they were real. "What do you think?"

"That was awesome." Orihime clapped her hands together.

"Very real." Ishida said grudgingly. "Let's go."

The trio left, combining with a patrolling shinigami group unnoticed. They easily melted into the group, going along with the shouting and searching. Orihime was right. Even though they were human, there was practically no difference between them.

The 'leader' was ordering the other shinigami around.

"Good work." He turned around. Apparently, he had noticed the new trio. "I don't believe I've seen you before. Are you new?"

"Yep." Orihime saluted. "I just joined recently. My name is Inoue. Pleased to meet you." She was very exuberant.

"I'm Ishida. Nice to meet you." He not so much.

" My name is Ai-ni It was a pleasure to meet you." Ai-ni said just as despondent.

His attention was brought back to fore when he heard the last bits of the bigger shinigami's words. "What do you think? Want to come to my room tonight?"

A neuron synapse snapped in Ai-ni's mind as he listened to the dunderhead try to impress Orihime. He felt he had to protect her even though he only met her a few minutes ago. What was happening to him?

"I won't treat you wrong- "

Ishida stepped up in front of Orihime as Ai-ni sidled up next to him, both staring down at the shinigami disapprovingly.

"What the hell is your problem?"

Ishida then basically dressed the seated officer down. His whole speech said. "I am disappointed in you." His whole demeanor actually made the seated officer try to defend himself.

Luckily, the small verbal fight did not come to blows. The shinigami had to leave.

"Thank you Ishida-san."

Ishida proceeded to blush and fiddle with his glasses. "I just don't like guys like that."

Ai-ni rolled his eyes. "A complete buffoon that one. But it's very lucky that man was a complete buffoon, if it was someone of higher rank say third or even second, we would be toast." He gave Orihime a thumbs up. "Your plan was excellent."

She smilied and thumbs up back. "Yep. Even though I made it up, it worked."

She thumbed through her small book. "We should go that way." She pointed in the general direction.

"Kurosaki-kun. He probably got there safely right?" She had a wistful expression on her face.

"We should go and help him. Kurosaki will most likely mess up everything if he rushes in alone." Ishida stood from his resting place.

Orihime smiled.

Ai-ni followed the duo. Orihime chattered about nonsense while Ishida listened.

"Ah, Ai-ni, can I touch your hair?" That was one of her more inane questions.

He bent down slightly so she could reach up and touch it. "Wow, it even feels real." She got really excited. "It's all brown and poofy."

Ai-ni didn't like getting petted or gawked at.

"We should start running." Ishida pointed out. "The Tower is pretty far away and Orihime can't do shunpo. It's better to be in a group."

Ai-ni nodded in agreement. Orihime and Ishida ran in front while he ran in the back and kept a general eye out for shinigami. They were running steadily for five minutes when someone shouted out. "Hey you three, over there!"

They stopped and turned.

"Which division are you from?" Asked the man a sack of sake in his hand. "What are you doing here?"

"We're from the eleventh division." Stated Orihime and Ishida as Ai-ni said at the same time. "I'm from the fifth division."

When Ai-ni caught what the other two were saying, he inwardly groaned. Of all the numbers, they picked, why the battle crazy one? If anything the two looked like they belonged in fourth division

"That's strange I'm from the eleventh division as well." He walked towards them. "I didn't know there were idiots from our battle oriented eleventh division who would run around without a soul cutter."

With a push, he shoved by Ai-ni going straight for Orihime. With a yank, he pulled Orihime's outside robe out, looking at the symbol sewn inside.

"Wait a second." The clearly drunk man snarled. "This is symbol of the twelfth division, you're not from eleventh."

"You don't even know your stuff." The man was confused, not angry. "Who the hell are you?"

Before he could say anymore or do anything, he collapsed. Orihime and Ishida looked to see a group of shinigami, apparently allies, and Ai-ni. When the shinigami smacked the man on the head, Ai-ni elbowed him in the kidneys.

The drunken man had no chance.

As the group crowded the three talking and reassuring, something felt wrong. It wasn't the act of smacking the drunk man but just the fact a group would come and be relaxed. Most shinigami had serious looks on their faces.

"Inoue-san, get away from them!" Shouted Ishida, reaching the same conclusion at a quicker pace.

Ai-ni turned his head and caught the sight of two shinigami, one captain and one unknown girl and a detonator. In that split second, he moved away from the group via shunpo, dodging the explosion and splattering gore. With the sudden leap, his illusion was dropped and he was a little kid again.

From his vantage point, he could tell the other shinigami had no clue this was happening as they all blew up. He couldn't see if Orihime or Ishida survived the blast from point blank range. He was behind them, masked from sight by the explosions. As the smoke cleared, he could see an orange triangle in the air and two figures behind it.

They were alive.

It seemed Orihime could summon shields and by using that shield, she was able to protect herself and Ishida. There was also the drunken shinigami. He was one lucky drunk. He rushed towards the two. The twelfth division captain seemed to have special interest in Orihime. He saying the most ridiculous things but from his standpoint they probably sounded rather reasonable.

As he tried to console her about their deaths, a huge spiritual aura crushed down on them. In urgency, Ishida called out. "Inoue run. Hurry!"

Inoue didn't want to. She tried to rise despite the heavy air. "I won't. I want to fight." She wanted to avenge those pointless deaths.

Ishida looked to see the eleventh division guy. "Take Inoue and get out of here!" He ordered, as he kept his bow at the captain. He didn't want any innocent bystanders getting hurt.

The drunken shinigami faltered.

"Do it! Drag her away if you have to." Ishida shouted.

The drunk guy grabbed Inoue and ran for it. Ai-ni followed and drew his sword. Mayuri, shot off his hand towards the group. Ishida's arrow intercepted. The fight was on.

Meanwhile, the drunk man had ran for his life not knowing he was safe. AI-ni had initiated his shikai, making Mayuri think he was shooting at them when in reality, if Ishida's arrow didn't hit, the hand would've missed by a few feet.

When they were further away he canceled it and ran to catch up, just in time to see he smack Orihime.

"Hey." He jumped down in front of him. "You don't hit girls."

The shinigami faltered. "She bit me." He protested.

Ai-ni snickered.

The shinigami scowled. "You never been bitten by a crazed woman who you're suppose to be rescuing drifter." He started for the stairs.

Ai-ni shook his head and followed the shinigami. As they walked a pair of feet landed on Ai-ni, knocking the poor boy down. His skull scraped against the stair edges, making them bleed.

The shinigami turned and bowed the best he could. "Vice captain Kusajisn!"

The pink haired shinigami grinned. "Maki-maki." She indicated to him. "Follow me."

Maki-maki did as he was told and shunpo'd after her. Ai-ni made a squawk of protest before following. There were times he wished he was a control freak. Then maybe, things will go his way for once.

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They arrived in another building where three other beings sat. One was a monstrously tall one with bandages and a bloodthirsty grin anyone could recognize. He didn't seem to care that his vice captain brought in two drifters.

The other two were equally bandaged but were more amicable.

Ai-ni leaned against a wall, waiting for something to be decided. It took only a few minutes for the captain to decide to go after Ichigo. It appears he wanted to fight him again.

"Hey, so you're Ai-ni?" Asked the bald one, looking down on him. "You're pretty short to be Ichigo's older brother."

Ai-ni responded by punching with his fist up, smacking him on his bandaged arm making him cry out in pain. "Shad up."

The one with feathers in his eyebrow remarked derisively. "How ugly."

It was official. He was in a room filled with crazy people. There was the pink menace, the drunken Maki-Maki, the bald fool and the qausi-sexual feathered one.

In fact, the only sane ones in this room was Inoue and maybe the captain if he was stretching the definition a bit. Ai-ni wondered how he got in such company.

Ah, yes….

It was all Ichigo's fault.

Screw the helping him, he was going to smack his brother's face for being so impudent and crazy.

Later at night, Ai-ni took the whole night to talk to his zanpakuto, Kyoka Suigetsu. It was time they had a very long and well deserved talk. Ever since he has been in Soul Society, it felt like his soul was being pulled. Sometimes it felt like there was an echo of his reiatsu whenever he searched for reiatsu presences.

He had been talking to Kyoka Suigetsu ever since he entered Soul Society. There was something he had to find out himself. Something so important he had to do it himself.

A part of him knew that he needed to attain Bankai. But he simply couldn't acces enough energy to do so. He could sever the reiatsu supressors and maybe find out what Urahara had been hiding from him. He wasn't that stupid. He knew the crafty shopkeeper/shinigami had many mysteries up his sleeve.

He left.

Ai-ni left Orihime a note telling them that he had gone on ahead. Ai-ni knew that the captain wouldn't mind. Right now all the captain was focusing on was fighting. There was fighting to be had.

At dawn, he settled himself confortably from a good vantage point of the execution hill. With a hand, he pulled off the first limiter. At first he felt no change but then...he felt it. A door was open to him that was previously closed.

"Kudakero Kyōka Suigetsu."

Absolute Hypnosis

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Deep in the Central 46, Aizen waited paitiently for everything to unfurl. Enemies have been redicected. The excutiong was coming as planned. Everything was right with the world.

But still, he had this nagging feeling. It felt like an itch to his mind. An irritable itch.

His zanpakuto was mostly silent. Not like it talked to him much. He had dominated it utterly, marked it as his own and controlled it completely. A man must be master of his own house and subjects before taking over the world. He was such a man.

So he was slightly surprised to feel Kyoka Suigetsu thrumm for a few seconds before growing silent. He was displeased. It was time to remind Kyoka Suigetsu who was master and who was the tool.

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Hehe..and now we have Ishida and Orihime.

DUN DUAH! Aizen meeting Aizen, next chapter. Will take longer to write…but it will be there!...I hope.

Oh and um…Am I Going to Fast?

Show some appreciation for the chapter please, you know you want to do it.

Here's a link in how his hair style is right now! I got it off a website where I really liked the hair style the guy had. but no sideburns. Sideburns are too much Isshin. 'Shudder'

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