Chapter 6: Conversation With the Prisoner
Renji pushed Monsuta into the cell and swiftly slammed the door, locking it so the male could not escape. He turned to Aizen with a glare and confronted the male. "What did you and Ichimaru-taichou do to my captain?" he growled towards the male. "Watch your tone, Abarai-kun. You should respect higher ranking members." was Aizen's answer. This frustrated Renji more. "Tell me what you did to him! It was obvious something was wrong with him in the meeting. He never acts that flustered about anything." He pressed, his fists clenching. "Ichimaru-san simply had some fun with him." Aizen answered, his brown eyes shifting to Monsuta who was inspecting his new bed.
"He did what?" Abarai shot back, growling. Aizen gave a slight smirk and Abarai growled lowly again. "That bastard! I'll kill him!" He snarled, turning and running out of the room to go find the sadistic male.
Once the door closed, Aizen stepped towards the door to the cell. "So how long am I stuck here?" Monsuta asked in an annoyed tone without looking at Aizen. "Patience, my child," Aizen began, "You won't be here for long. You will get the Soul Reapers to trust you and accept you into their society. Then when the time comes you will be a great deal of help to defeat them all." Monsuta looked over at him and walked over to the door. He frowned slightly and stuck his hand out through the bars and touched his leader. "Did you really let Gin-san have fun with Byakuya-chan?" He questioned, changing the subject. The male's hand trailed to Aizen's glasses where he tugged them off gently. Aizen nodded and reached to take his glasses back. Monsuta smirked and pulled his hand back into the cell. "You look better without them, Aizen-sama." He complimented, staring into his eyes. Aizen smiled slightly and reached his hand in, stroking the male's hair. "You sound just like your mother." He answered. Monsuta closed his eyes for a brief moment before giving a sigh. Sensing something was wrong, Aizen lowered his hand to the male's chest where his hand grew sticky. He pulled it back and noticed the male's crimson blood coating his palm. "I will have the 3rd squad come down and fix your wounds." He offered, returning his hand to the male's chest wound. "Why? You fix it just fine." Monsuta protested.
Aizen took a moment to answer. He let out a sigh and nodded. "Alright." He answered. He broke the lock and opened the door. Monsuta stepped back to let the male enter his small cell. "Sit on the bed and take your shirt off, Monsuta." He ordered gently. Giving a nod, Monsuta did as he was told and slid his shirt off, exposing the large gash on his chest and sat on the bed. He looked down at the blood that dripped down his torso and then looked towards Aizen. The male walked over and tore off the sleeves to his jacket, tearing them into strips to use as bandages. He wiped the excess blood away and tied the strips together. Aizen began to wrap up Monsuta's wound when Monsuta let out a wince. "Oww.." he complained softly, watching Aizen's hands. "Gomen...I'll try and be more gentler." Aizen apologized.
Once Aizen finished, he straightened himself and turned to leave. Monsuta looked at him and grabbed his wrist. "Aizen-sama.." He called, standing up. Aizen turned to him as if to ask what, but was stopped when Monsuta pressed his lips against his. Aizen stared at him before passionately returning the kiss. Monsuta wound his thin arms around the male's neck and pulled him down to the bed. Aizen caught himself so that he was straddling the male with his arms. "Monsuta... I don't want that." Aizen answered in a serious tone. Monsuta looked at him briefly before biting onto the male's ear playfully. Aizen closed his eyes, his hands tracing down the sides of Monsuta's thin figure. "Aizen-sama.." Monsuta whined seductively to his leader. Monsuta raised his hips slightly, feeling Aizen's hands trace over them. "Nn... Aizen..sama... please...fu-" "No. I won't. Not here." Aizen answered harshly. This time Monsuta stopped and released the male.
He handed the glasses back to him and laid back on the bed, looking up at the ceiling.
"You ever gonna let me see my parents?" he asked, his eyes focused on the ceiling. "Some day." Aizen answered. "I don't even know who they are..." Monsuta mused, closing his eyes. It was true, as soon as he was born, Aizen had them separated and raised by one of the female arrancars and himself.