It was a very seldom occasion when Aizen Sousuke captain of the fifth division and plotting traitor of Soul Society ever touched alcohol, much less got drunk, as he was now. It was a deliberate thing, and something that he was doing in his rooms.
Why, one might ask, he was getting drunk? Because he found that he was far more foolish and weak than he had ever thought… As he had found that he loved one Hinamori Momo, his sweet, brightly shining vice-captain. He had found this out when he had nearly flown into a black rage as he had noticed (the unworthy, moronic and bound to hurt her due to his foolishness) Kira Izuru timidly showing courting overtures to his sweet vice-captain.
That boy had two saving graces, one that he was a vice-captain and his death would be looked into, and the second was that she had been terribly confused by his awkward flapping about, and hadn't understood what he had wanted in the least.
A human song, one that his captain had once listened to sprang to mind, and the brunette began to sing in his baritone rumble, voice clear of the alcoholic fog that was starting to engulf his mind.
"Sweet dreams are made of these
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something"
Most beings were motivated by something. It was how one could exist and continue to go about one's life. Otherwise one faded, or became a puppet for other's goals and desires. Most delighted in being in love… At least when they knew that the affections were returned. Social logic determined that he should pursue her… And while a relationship with her would be a bit… Off-putting to some, at least at first, with how 'good' he was, and how sweet and gentle Hinamori-kun was… It would likely be accepted fairly easily.
"Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused"
Aizen thought of the others who wanted her heart… Wanted her affections and amorous attentions. Kira-kun, Hisagi-kun some were among her peers who had a potential shot at winning her affections, if they were bold enough to go after her… Others in their division looked at her with less than pure intentions, and those whom he had overheard debating about what truly awful things they wanted to do to her… Found themselves on missions where they were devoured by hollows.
"Sweet dreams are made of these
Who had a mind to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something"
The tall brunette had been in many, many places, and had observed relationships of all kinds and degrees of intensity. So many were driven to find things… To possess items and people, to gain strength and/or prestige… But his sweet lieutenant seemed only to want to serve him… Why had the fates seemed to gift him with such a torturously innocent being such as her? She was appallingly easy to manipulate… And he genuinely cared for her. Not that he would ever tell anyone that he did. Gin would tease him mercilessly and… Aizen was unsure what he would do to that gentle bit of sunlight, as he knew of the designs that the younger male had.
"Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused"
He was fairly certain that Kira-kun would happily let her do anything she desired to him… So long as he held her heart. That child was the very definition of a wallflower. He supposed that flowers desired the touch of the sun. Others wished to mar her pretty face, to see her in pain and to see how she would react to their harsh treatment of her. Not that such people survived long after he heard their twisted designs about her. Hollows could overwhelm shinigami. Shrieker was particularly effective, as was the Grand Fisher.
"I wanna use you and abuse you
I wanna know what's inside you
M oving on, moving on
Moving on, moving on
Moving on, moving on
Moving on"
…Not that he was much better than those who had cruel designs upon her form. Aizen wanted her… He wanted her to be his perfect little lieutenant who served him… And who submitted to his whims. Vivid dreams that would have had a lesser man blushing and unable to look at the person who had been the subject of such dreams. As it was he mostly hid in his office and pretended to be more dorky than normal, if only to dispel such thoughts.
Not that that helped much, as she fussed over him more, if he withdrew slightly, worrying that he was sick, or upset by something… Hinamori-kun was very, very lucky that he had a high amount of self-control. Even so, he was tempted more than he had thought he would at times. It was his own fault for his attraction to her… But her form still caught his eyes, as much as he tried not to…
"Sweet dreams are made of these
Who am I to disagree? T
ravel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something"
She was going to drive him mad. All of her. Her bubbly, warm personality, her small body, with her lovely dark brown hair and eyes, her lovely voice, her delicate scent… It was as if someone had decided to create someone who would appeal to him not only on an aesthetic level, but her brilliantly shining personality as well. But who could know him that well… That intimately to do such a thing? Those thoughts were foolish and paranoid. Yet they lingered.
"Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused"
The aspiring God was uncertain as to how her love life would go… Apart from the fact that he would manipulate things so that if he ever did find that there was a worthy male who was interested in her… Would not hurt her, even unintentionally, and would never leave her for a more flashy personality, or for someone who was more 'beautiful'. Hinamori-kun was beautiful… She was perfect in form and in personality. Her spit-fire temper and occasional flashes of sassiness were just as attractive to her as her gentle warmth.
"I'm gonna use you and abuse you
I'm gonna know what's inside
Gonna use you and abuse you
I'm gonna know what's inside you"
He wanted to see how she worked… To pull her apart, piece by piece and see what made her tick. He needed to use her, as a shield and as a captain needed their vice-captain, to protect his cover, as well as someone who would not complain about the increase in workload as he slipped off to subjugate the most powerful of the hollows a few days at a time.
Aizen wanted her. He needed her. And she seemed so willing to give him anything he wanted of her… But no… It would not go well, should he pursue her. She was far too loyal to Soul Society, and would likely find out something of his plans… As she was rather clever and inquisitive.