Day 2: This fucking sucks, I got a fucking cold from having to fight that little bitch! Oh well, at least I was careful when fighting him! I could have gone all out when it came to fighting him, but if I went all out, that would mean having to remove my two limiter seals. I sealed away a hell of a lot of Spiritual Pressure, because I did not want those bastards that protect Soul Society to come get me while I go in for the kill against Toushiro. I did not kill him, sadly, due to that slut Matsumoto calling out for him! DAMNIT AND THAT FIGHT WAS GETTING TO BE SO MUCH FUN! I will write in story-like detail on what happened today… Like usual…
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"Huh…?" Haishin's eyes slowly opened, almost as if waking from a sleep. Oh wait, he was asleep! His eyes were adjusting to the current settings, colors, brightness, and the room's looks. "Why does this look like one fucked up office?" he thought to himself as he witnessed multiple books seemingly out of place. "Why does it feel… cold…?" he thought as he shivered slightly. He looked to see a certain white-haired, young Captain. Toushiro!
"Oh, I see you have awakened. It is just the two of us, so no need to worry." he said with a chuckle.
"Did I say anything strange while I was knocked out?" he said with a nervous chuckle, hoping that Toushiro did not hear everything that involved his plans. If his plan was heard by Toushiro, then that meant he would have to deal with the bastard either now, or later on.
"Huh? Nothing really. You were mumbling something about a plan to betray Soul Society," Toushiro answered, looking at Haishin seriously as if now fully suspicious of him being a traitor now. "…" he just stared at Haishin, as if he were a watchful hawk that was waiting for its prey to make a wrong move.
"…" Haishin said nothing either. "CRAP! NOW I AM FUCKING SCREWED!" he thought, his innocently depressed face now having a crooked frown since his internal depression never allowed his face to form a real smile/frown or any other useless facial expressions.
"HAHAHA!" Toushiro laughed loudly as if he were joking.
"Huh? What the fuck are you laughing at?" he sweat dropped, watching the Captain just laugh it off.
"I merely jest, you really seemed to surprised when I told you that you sleep-spoke of being a traitor like Sousuke Aizen and Kurai Ganmou" Toushiro chuckled. This seemed way too out of character for Toushiro. Toushiro is usually straight to the point, like those sort of people who are cold to everyone so that they get the fucking job done and not joke around.
Haishin began to release a small chuckle in a forceful manner, "You bastard… You really had me going there for a second," he began to chuckle forcefully.
Toushiro thought (Haishin's Note: I guess…), "This is too out of character for him… I think he is glad that I was really just joking. This just revealed himself to me, giving me the authority to attack him and take him into custody. He's too suspicious, and that Spiritual Pressure of his… it feels so… evil-like… It feels like it's just hiding behind limiter seals, and the seals are holding it back. It also feels like it wants to flatten me, cook me, and then chew on my flattened, dead body…," as his spine shivered, but he refused to reveal the fear his body had for the monstrous Spiritual Pressure that Haishin was emitting.
"Why Captain, you look like you are cold. Is it because of the room temperature, or could it be fear?" Haishin asked, breaking Toushiro's train of thought. The voice coming from Haishin did not seem as flat as it was supposed to be. This sounded like the voice of a madman, like the voice of someone who wanted revenge.
"Huh? Oh, nothing." the young Captain chuckled. (Haishin note: By the way, when I write things that I should not be able to know, it is just what I think. I excel at knowing things about a person, especially when it involves fear/death/torture! Also, the people who are thinking, aside from me, are just guesses at what I think they might be thinking. They cannot edit the thoughts though since this is my journal! -Laugh.-) The young Captain looked up at Haishin, feeling like an ant due to the Spiritual Pressure that he was emitting. Though it was not in true effect, Toushiro was able to feel it since he was the only one aware of it for now.
"Do you wish to know… my real name?" Haishin asked, meanwhile a evil smirk formed over his face. The smirk was definitely a real one, almost as if this 'internal depression' of his was not affecting it.
"Your real name? Isn't it Haishin Kurotenbun? What would be the use of repeating your name to me if I already know it?" Toushiro questioned, now truly lost at this moment. He knew his suspicions were now confirmed. He knew that Haishin was a possible traitor, but he was now thrown off by the whole 'do you wish to know my real name' part.
"My name is… Haishin Aizen…" he chuckled a cold hearted chuckle. This was the true chuckle of a sadist, as his eyes' iris began to change to their true colors. Their true colors were a pitch black, meanwhile his hand was upon his Zanpaku-to. "Now that I let you know my real name, looks like I have to kill you!" he laughed as he jumped at the surprised Toushiro.
Toushiro snapped out of it and quickly reacted by trying to side step away from the attacking Haishin. Suddenly, he was grabbed and was flung towards a window. The window shattered, meanwhile pieces of glass scattered all over his back. As soon as he landed on the ground on his back, the glass shards moved deeper into his flesh, leaving him at a small disadvantage.
"Hahaha, if that's the best you got, then you are really going to die!" Haishin laughed like a madman ready to kill his target mercilessly. His Zanpaku-to was finally drawn out, the world now able to publicly see it, but sadly only Toushiro was the only one able to see it. The blade of the Zanpaku-to was made of purely black steel. The hilt guard of the blade was in the shape of a mask-like figure, and the hilt of the Zanpaku-to was wrapped in a dark blue leather. The length of the Zanpaku-to seemed to be the average size of everyone else's when it is not in released state.
Toushiro grounded his teeth tightly as he attempted to stand up. The pain from the glass being deepened into his body seemed to have not cleared yet. "So you really are a traitor…" he panted as he reached for one of the glass shards that was firmly located on his left shoulder. He pulled it out and flinched slightly. He looked at the glass, witnessing a droplet of his blood drip from the tip of it. "So be it, then I will stop you myself…" he said softly and crushed it with his hand, dropping shattered bits of the shattered glass. His hand rushed towards the hilt of his Zanpaku-to. "Sit upon the frozen heavens, Hyourinmaru!" he called out the release for his Zanpaku-to as he pulled it out from it's sheath. The skies began to turn pitch black, and it suddenly began to rain. Toushiro leaped into the air mightily, now high in the sky.
"Oh come on! You are now freaking high in the sky! I HATE YOU!" Haishin complained so fakely that he was just teasing the young Captain. He sighed, now stopping his act of stupidity.
Toushiro swung his sword mightily and a flow of water formed from the tip of the blade. Slowly, the water began to form into the shape of a dragon. "Sit upon the frozen heavens, Hyourinmaru!" he called out the Shikai of his Zanpaku-to. The flow of water that shaped itself into a dragon roared mightily, releasing a small burst of cold air that could be felt by Haishin.
"Hm, impressive… I never did get the chance to face such power in all my time here in Soul Society…" Haishin spoke softly, sounding almost impressed with the Shikai of Toushiro's Hyourinmaru. The dragon made of ice and water, kept together by Spiritual Pressure, flew at him in a merciless manner, ready to kill him. He smirked and opened his arms, as if accepting the attacker's attack. The dragon crashed into Haishin, forming a giant iceberg.
"Hmph, looks like this traitor is weak…" Toushiro spoke softly, turning away so he could get the higher authorities to arrest him.
"Do not turn away from an opponent you have not finished yet…" Haishin's voice rang out from the iceberg.
Toushiro's eyes widened with surprise, for he thought that Haishin was frozen to death. He turned to the iceberg, seeing Haishin's lips moving, and words escaping them.
"Path of Destruction Number 54! Haien!" he called out the name and number of a Kido. A burst of purple Spiritual Energy escaped his hand and turned into purple flames when it came into contact with the ice. Suddenly, it began to spread out towards all of the ice, incinerating it into nothingness. Small sparks of purple flames burst from the last bits of ice.
His eyes widened, for usually an opponent would have the inability to speak, nor even make an attack when frozen so deeply in so much ice. "How are you still able to move?" he demanded to know.
"No wonder my brother kicked your ass so easily… I guess it's time to end this fun time." Haishin sighed. He pointed his forefingers at Toushiro. "Take this…," he said softly while enormous amounts of white Spiritual Energy gathered at the tip of his forefingers "Hiryugekizokushintenraiho!" he called out the name of the Kido. He thought in his mind "That name is too fucking long…" and the blast of Spiritual Energy burst forth from his forefingers in the similar fashion of a laser.
Toushiro quickly Flash Stepped, escaping from the dangerous attack. He prepared himself to swing his sword again form another ice dragon. He suddenly saw darkness form around him, covering him completely underneath it. "What is going on here?" he thought as he looked around.
"You dumb ass! I got you with my Shikai!" Haishin's voice rang out. "Now then, it's a new game for us. If you can find me, you can escape. Sadly, you will need to watch out for this!" he shouted. Suddenly, a blade poked it's way out from the darkness towards Toushiro. The blade was exactly like the Zanpaku-to of Haishin.
Toushiro blocked it with his sword and he thought "How the hell is this possible?" Suddenly, the blade disappeared, and ten more poked out from the darkness towards Toushiro. He witnessed the blades flying at him from behind, so he jumped to the side to escape the attack. Suddenly, one hundred blades poked their way out from the darkness in front of Toushiro once more. As a reaction, he back flipped away from the attack.
"Watch out!" Haishin's maniacal voice rang out. Suddenly, thousands of blades escaped from the darkness, attacking from below and above Toushiro.
Toushiro's eyes widened as he jumped back to escape, but it was too late, several blades already stabbed him. "Damnit!" he called out. The blades retracted back into the darkness, leaving Toushiro with his legs unusable due to being stabbed from so many directions. He looked up to see another blade stab through his torso, then ten more poking their way out of the darkness and stabbing though his vital organs.
"This is my Zanpaku-to's real ability." Haishin's voice rang out softly in calm tone. "The name of my Zanpaku-to is truly Kumoihensou (In Japanese, meaning: Shadow Masquerade). This is just my Shikai, Kumoiken (In Japanese, meaning: Shadow Blades). You should have noticed a pattern in which the blades were attacking…" he softly said.
"I noticed it…" Toushiro softly said as he coughed blood. "First it attacks with just one blade, then it attacks with ten more, then it turns up to one hundred, and finally, a thousand blades attack. After that, it goes back down to one…" he explained and coughed out blood yet again. Suddenly, the darkness shattered as well as all of the other blades that stabbed him. Toushiro then fell to a deep state of unconsciousness due to heavy blood loss.
"Captain Hitsugaya!" Matsumoto's voice rang out.
"Damnit!" Haishin thought. He ran over to the unconscious body of Toushiro. "Looks like I have to leave you to survive…" he said softly as he placed his hand over Toushiro's head. "Live, learn, love, and forget all that has happened, allow for this person to live his life without the memory of today! Kinenkeshigomu (Haishin's Note: A KIDO I CREATED!)" and a soft blue light appeared. This Kido had the ability to remove the memories of a person for a certain extent. What he erased was everything that he had witnessed, heard, and felt. Afterwards, Haishin ran away using Flash Step.
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This was awesome, but right now I am still feeling sick and sleepy, so I will close this for tonight…
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Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach.
Author's Note: DEATH!!!!!
