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XX. Through the Beast Inside
Gin entered Aizen's throne room with his usual sly, enigmatic smile. None could read whatever was behind that mysterious upside-down frown and his slit eyes. He walked straight from the door up to Aizen, sitting comfortably on his throne. As usual, he was pondering on his next move, and that would usually be something against Soul Society, or probably silencing those filthy, wretched arrancar and hollows that do not approve of his leadership of Hueco Mundo and probably the rest of the world in the future. Still, he'd have some bright idea that would pop out of nowhere just for him to conduct a few more interestingly frightening experiments, which would usually involve the Hougyoku's power. But right now, Gin didn't even bother to theorize on whatever Aizen was pondering on. All that mattered to him was that he knew that whatever Aizen had in mind, it was definitely superb.
"Gin," Aizen finally started. "When was the last time that I sent Hitsugaya-kun on a reconnaissance and research mission?"
Gin raised his head and his slit eyes angled upward, as if thinking.
"Hmmm… as far as I can remember, t'was about two or three weeks ago. These last weeks he'd spent his time in the training room and then in Szayel Aporro's lab."
"Ah… that reminds me, were his records compiled already?"
"Yep… so what's that gotta do with yer next plan, Aizen-sama?"
"I was thinking if it was about time that I get my hands on some information that Soul Society may be keeping from me… at least if there still are."
"Awww… so yer gonna send 'em in for a kill or two?"
"Why don't we let that be up to him for some excitement? By now, all of you must be bored with all of the things that we're having around."
Gin smile grew wider. He knew Aizen was really up to something good.
Hitsugaya was getting more worried every passing day. Ever since that day he comforted Hinamori in her sleep her nightmares have gone from bad to worse. These horrible dreams kept on popping in that head of hers and what's worse is that he could no longer comfort her enough to stop those nightmares from ever occurring. He was sitting on the far corner of his room when the seemingly-melancholic arrancar came in.
"Aizen-sama wants to speak to you. He has something urgent to tell you, and requests your presence in his throne room immediately."
Hitsugaya's brows furrowed. What could Aizen want this time?
He quickly proceeded to his current master, as far as he could tell. He entered the throne room and found Aizen sitting idly on that damned chair, seeming somewhat amused. Careful not to literally piss him off, Hitsugaya walked in front of Aizen and kneeled down before him, at least for Hinamori's sake. Aizen looked down on him, and without moving from his position, he spoke.
"Hitsugaya-kun, I need you to go on an errand for me. It's not a big deal, at least for you, though. I just need you to infiltrate Soul Society and bring me somebody that could do me some good."
"Who exactly is it that you would want me to kidnap?"
Aizen smiled coldly at him. "Just like that: I like a man that has a head on his shoulders. Well, since it is risky to capture a shinigami taichou, it's better to capture a fukutaichou instead. Don't worry, I won't be ordering you to get Matsumoto-fukutaichou. You'll just have to sneak past into the fourth division quarters and capture Kotetsu Isane. It'll be a good way of bolstering your abilities in hiding your reiatsu as well as you infiltration skills, don't you think so?"
Sneak inside Soul Society? This man might be quite insane, Hitsugaya thought. But then again, he must have something in his mind.
"Of course I don't expect you to be able to sneak into Soul Society all by yourself. They should have intensified their security measures since your last visit there, so I reckon you won't be able to sneak in undetected all by yourself. Ulquiorra will go there with you and provide some distraction while you sneak in. Of course, by 'distraction' I do not necessarily mean fighting off your friends, it's just that he'll be there to provide a temporary overlapping source of reiatsu that would distract Soul Society's guards. While he does that, you hide your reiatsu and sneak past them through the alleyways. She'll usually be left back in the fourth's quarters, and you should make your way there through stealth. In case she isn't there, make your way around Soul Society and look for her. It may be helpful to capture a member of the fourth division and have him tell you where she is or maybe lead you around the sewers. Of course, none must know that you went in there, so you'll have to eliminate him."
He's sick. He's definitely sick! How could he expect me to do such a thing?!
"Of course, I know of your refusal to eliminate these little critters for such a small effort. But then, if I hear word that Soul Society knows of this little errand of yours, then your precious Hinamori-kun's days are over. That goes for you, too. Oh, by the way, I wouldn't want you to take too long. I've had Szayel Aporro to make you a time device, and I've indicated there when I want you to return. Go past that limit, and she dies. Now that you have my instructions clearly, it is time for you to go pay Soul Society a visit."
Damn you, bastard! How could you have me do such a thing?! Those things ran through Hitsugaya's thoughts as he listened closely to Aizen's instructions. His teeth gritted and he clenched his fists. All the while he felt like beheading the arrancar leader right then, but he had Hinamori's safety on his shoulders. Standing up slowly, he made his way out of Aizen's throne room, pondering on how he would be able to accomplish the task without hurting anyone… hopefully.
As Hitsugaya left the room, Aizen smiled just as he always had. Gin looked at him with a cunning expression on his face.
"Don'tcha think that was quite harsh on the li'l boy, Aizen-sama? He'd probably hav'ta kill somebody to do that. But, knowin' ya, it wasn't such a bad idea after all."
"It is a test of how he would be able to handle things, Gin. Besides, this is a good way of knowing whether or not he'll be an ideal, obedient lapdog."
"Well, ya can't win 'em all, I s'pose.
Hinamori just woke up again from another horrible nightmare. Those past few days she had been experiencing these terrifying dreams that occurred every time she slept. She knew Hitsugaya was there to comfort her those times, yet even if he stayed there nothing changed. There were even times when she lost sleep due to these things. She wiped the beads of sweat on her forehead and placed her hand on her chest. She was breathing heavily, as if she ran a hundred-mile marathon. After resting a bit, she stood up and moved closer to the small window-like opening of her cell, and looked at what the other side of those walls may look like. She thought of home, of freedom from her current state. Then again, she thought of how Hitsugaya was handling all of the things that have been happening to them. She knew that her current state was becoming some kind of a burden on his part, and as much as she wanted to, she wanted to do away with it as well. She was pondering on these thoughts that she didn't notice the presence of another figure in her room.
"It's such a bother to have me come 'ere and give ya yer grub, ya know. I may not look like it but I have other matters to attend to."
She quickly turned to see whom it was that came in her cell. It was a rather tall arrancar, with a hood-like collar that is flipped up on his jacket. He had an eyepatch and had a huge smile on his face that revealed his upper teeth. It was quite well that she wasn't that afraid of other arrancar and hollows as much as her fear of Grimmjow is.
"That damn Ulquiorra's out on a mission, and probably he'd be out for a few days for a series of these errands. Anyway, I'm gonna be bringin' yer food for the next few days, at least while he's out. It's kinda inconvenient that I'm the one asked and not the others. Oh well, why bother, dammit. Just make it quick."
She commenced eating her meal. It was her only way of regaining her strength for her horrible sleeping experience that was about to come. Nnoitra stood there, waiting for her to finish. Thoughts ran into his head as he waited there.
As far as I can remember, she's been an eye-catcher to Grimmjow. Hmmm… Aizen-sama even helped him out when he was about to be turned into mincemeat by that shinigami brat. I just can't understand him.
He watched as she ate her meal. Images of her crying and screaming for help came into his head, and then he smiled.
Now I get it why Grimmjow even bothered with this li'l bitch in the first place. It'd be really tempting to see her cry and have that expression on her face.
Hinamori stood up and gave him back her appointments. He placed them on the cart behind him. She turned around and was about to go back to her bed when he suddenly grabbed her by the wrist and smiled slyly.
"At first I couldn't get why the hell Grimmjow wanted to hit on ya, but now I can tell why. It's a priceless experience to see someone with a naïve face such as yours scream and cry for help while ya wince in pain with having a big one slide up inside ya."
That time she had run out of lucky. Or worse than that, she was damned.
He grabbed her by the neck with his large hand, pinning her on the wall with such small effort. His other hand pinned her hand so that she wouldn't be able to fight back. He looked down on her, with her shihakusho somewhat loose due to being unable to keep it in top shape. Her torn lower shihakusho revealed her white, creamy legs and her loose clothing made him peer on her chest, now slightly revealed. She tried to struggle for his brute strength, but her efforts were in vain. She screamed and shouted, expending her energy to break away from him.
"NO!! Let go of me!!" Tears were already falling down her eyes.
"That's right!! That's what I want from ya, bitch!! Scream and yelp like a mad dog!!"
He pushed her down, and the force caused her to be thrown down the ground, down on all fours. He had done away with the lower part of her shihakusho, and his hand went in her clothing as he groped her.
"NO!! STOP!!"
"Alright, time to break yer innocence, bitch!"
Just outside, Rodrigo Damian was listening to the events that were happening inside Hinamori's cell. All he could here now were her screams, shouting "Stop it, please, it hurts so much!" and "Stop it, I beg of you! No more!" He smiled as thoughts ran into his head.
I didn't know that Nnoitra was such a fast, diligent worker. Maybe this little scandal of his would help decrease her attachment to this world and drown her in a sea of sorrow, just as I need. I guess I better beat the road and leave things to him now.
He quietly went away as Hinamori's screams pierced the air.
Hinamori lay down the hard ground, with tears running down her cheeks, and her energy drained from her body. She tried to stand up, with her body shaking in her attempt.
Nnoitra was buckling up his pants as he looked down on her. He wore a huge smile on his face, as if he achieved a new level of satisfaction. He threw a small piece of cloth at her, as if motioning her to something.
"Use that towel to wipe yerself dry. I don't wantcha makin' a mess of this place, and havin' someone complain about the damn stench. And don't even think of tellin' that damn brat of these things, 'cause I don't want any hassles. Sure, you could tell him, but at least that'll make you look like a dirty little whore to him by then."
He made his way out of her cell, leaving her alone. She wept as she wiped off the blood trickling down her legs from a hidden portion in her shihakusho with the small cloth she was given. Her whole body was in pain. Her mind was torn. Maybe it wasn't real. Maybe it was just another nightmare. At least she wished it was. It was just as horrible – no, it was a lot more horrible – than what she experienced the past days. It was the pain that lingered and the smell of blood from her legs that was etched in her mind.
"This is just a nightmare, isn't it? Wake up, Momo! Wake up! This… all of this isn't real… that's right, you're back in Soul Society with Hitsugaya-kun and the others… you're there with Shiro-chan, and – "
She sat down as the pain from her region shot at her. It reminded her of the painful reality. The voice of Nnoitra rang in her head.
"…at least that'll make you look like a dirty little whore to him by then."
Her sobs were the only things that could be heard from her cell.
And it was that which changed her life forever.
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