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Of the people who were here, gathered together in order to face him, Aizen found himself very much unsurprised that while the third and fifth seats of the eleventh division were going to participate in the 'battle' that was about to commence, the eighth and eleventh division lieutenants were nowhere to be seen.

How had their captains convinced them to stay? Yachiru-chan was not one to shirk away from a battle- perhaps Zaraki-taichou had told her, or asked her to train their unranked division members, in order to keep his beloved daughter away from the fray. The brutish man was many things, but he cared deeply for that pink haired ball of misdirected energy. How Kyouraku had convinced his vice-captain to stay behind was something that he was going to see, after he ascended to the throne, for the sheer entertainment value. It was then that a very familiar spiritual pressure made itself known to the God, and his eyes widened, and a small, involuntary gasp escaped the dark haired male, and causing Gin to smirk more widely and ask "Is there anythin' bothering you, taichou?"

"No, nothing." The brunette lied, as his mind spun and stalled for the briefest moments… How… When… Why was she on the battle field? Surely her injuries hadn't healed enough for her to go on the force that was supposed to stop him… Wasn't it? ~ As the battle progressed, he noted how his arrancar were fairing against the captains and vice-captain class shinigami, with more than a little satisfaction. If the battle with Hallibel and Hitsugaya-kun continued, the boy would lose, simply due to his lack of stamina, particularly when wielding his bankai… His little fire flower was doing very well for herself as well, that little trick with the multiple kidos was rather clever. And he still enjoyed watching her move, as well as that cute pout she got when utterly determined, as she was now.

Aizen still disliked the fact that she was there, however and knew that though she was fairly strong, the other was likely to get injured, if not killed by one of his arrancar…. And he found that he really did not want her to die. The brunette supposed that he did like Peaches after all, and this one was very… Exquisite.