I hope it is to all of your liking so far (obviously it'll get far more graphic later on).

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Chapter 1:

Teaching the Kitten

Aizen already could see the difference in Gin after only several years. The frail, scrawny boy was becoming lean and gaining the muscles a boy his age should have. He was far more perceptive and had begun to understand Aizen's thoughts and commands without Aizen actually having to speak them. Gin had also became use to using that mask all the time. No. Not a mask, it was now his natural face. And Gin adored the eerie effect it had on those around him. They seemed to fear him and that was like a constant high for the young Gin. He liked the idea that even as a child he could easily provoke emotions and angst. Aizen also adored how much his little fox kitten had become skilled in raising his reiatsu and wielding a variety of swords, though he mentally noted that Gin is particularly skilled with wakizashis and odachis, which Aizen inwardly found amusing since they differed in length greatly. But he dismissed it as Gin being skilled all the more in doing so.

Today they were to take to the woods and Aizen was going to teach Gin about physical and mental control. Little did Gin know that would involve a great deal of pain on his part. They walked through a dense forest that was slowly growing a dull, dusty gold color from the approaching fall season. Gin trotted along behind Aizen and freely looked around at all the lush greens and turning leaves around them, taking in his precious time with his master and teacher. He loved this time more than anything else. More than food. More than water. More than his own life. He loved Aizen for giving him such a chance to grow and be deeply cared for. A chance to prove he was worth it all. Aizen slowed his pace and looked over his left shoulder to watch his curious little fox looking all over in odd manners that would have made Aizen laugh if he wasn't so determined to look strong and stern. He allowed himself a warm smile and reached his left arm out and Gin reacted promptly as he took Aizen's outstretched hand and laced his fingers with Aizen's and Aizen gave a firm but tender squeeze. Gin smiled more widely and peach blush brushed over his cheeks as he strode to walk just behind Aizen to his left. Gin was still unable to remain in control of his emotions and that was what he would be taught that day. They came into a small clearing with little light coming through, making it almost cave-like. Gin looked at the lush grass covering the ground and than up at the thick branches and leaves blocking the sun out. He swayed his body slightly while looking up.

"What is it, Kit?"

"It's pretty here. It's calmin' an' I love it more 'cause you're here, too." Gin's eyes looked over at Aizen while his head remained facing up. " 'Ya make my heart feel good. Really good, Aizen-dono."

"As you do mine, Kitten." Aizen walked casually over to a large tree trunk and bent behind one of its large roots that was sticking out of the ground as he rummaged around it. Gin stopped looking up in favor of watching Aizen go crazy and fondle a trees thick roots. Gin thought about skipping over and feeling Aizen up, but dismissed it since he was suppose to be learning 'self-control'. After a few long moments Aizen stood up and was holding a medium sized box he must have had tucked under the large, curved up root. Walking back over to the middle of the clearing next to Gin he shifted the box under his right arm and held it there while he took Gin's chin with his left index finger and thumb. Gin smiled openly and tried being playful by licking at Aizen's index finger at the corner of his mouth. Aizen smiled back but griped tighter for a moment making the youth wince before letting go. "First we will teach you strength without the use of your reiatsu."

"Without my reiatsu..?" Gin asked as Aizen brought the box around and opened it. Inside was three black leather bands with an emerald green jewel on each one, two about the same size and another one slightly larger, a silver scalpel, a red-sheathed wakizashi,a long red vial, a round orange vial and some other things covered and not visible without rummaging through the box. Aizen took out the three leather bands with his left hand as he spoke.

"Yes. If you are able to manage strength without the use of your reiatsu, than even if your reiatsu was cut off during a battle you could win. It will also put more physical force behind your spiritual force making it all the more powerful, Kitten." Aizen closed the lid and placed the box on the grass below. When he stood back up he used his free hand to softly cup Gin's face. Gin closed his eyes as he could feel his heart fasten at the gentle touch. Aizen always seemed to be the most gentle when he knew Gin was going to experience pain or discomfort. Aizen must have never realized it so Gin had never said anything of the matter, figuring it to his advantage. As Aizen took his hand away Gin sudden felt very sick and straining to breathe. Aizen had placed the larger of the three around Gin's neck like a collar. Gin inwardly cursed himself for having let his thoughts distract him.

"Ahahahaa... Ah, Kitten, you are too adorable when you are in shock... I love the way your eyebrows pinch and the way your chest froze... So very..." Aizen trailed off and didn't continue. Aizen didn't wish to distract Gin with words like 'erotic' and 'hot'. He sighed slightly as he closed his eyes. He opened his eyes and looked at the boy in front of him. He waited for Gin to adjust to having a chunk of his reiatsu taken before he continued. "How is it now..?"

"Bet... Better... I feel sort of weird though. Like I'm gonna' puke, but I can't..." Gin swallowed hard and smiled again for his master. Aizen smiled back, but the warmth was lost in a pool of darkness and malice. Aizen slowly placed each of the smaller bands around Gin's ankles making Gin look more sickly. Standing and looking at the now completely subdued fox kitten struggling to stand right Aizen moved around behind Gin suddenly using shunpo. Aizen did a kido spell that produced a spark of light and pressed it to Gin's mid back. Gin flung his head back and cried out at the sudden pain zipping through his lower back and legs. He dropped to the ground on his knees and and gasped sharply. The shock through his system itself wouldn't have been so bad if he had his reiatsu to help counter it, but it was completely lacking and Gin could tell that it did make all the difference.

"Up, Gin. We're learning control, not submission..." Aizen let a spark hit his eyes. "That's for when you are older, Kitten." Aizen said with a sly smile. Gin nodded faintly and pushed himself up, staggering slightly before he gained his balance. He stood straight as Aizen nodded back in satisfaction. If Gin had as much as whined he would have received another hit of kido from Aizen. He knew that. He was lacking his reiatsu, not his brain. Aizen hid his reiatsu and shunpoed to the box and picked it up and than shunpoed behind Gin again. It was too fast for Gin to see and Gin had assumed Aizen went somewhere else. That act made Gin rather uncomfortable. He wanted to look around and try and see where Aizen had gone. Some what because he'd like to know what was next, but mostly because he disliked being left by Aizen. One time Aizen had left Gin tied to a bedpost for a whole day after having said it'd only be for a moment. Gin didn't want that to happen again. He felt too vulnerable already and would probably panic if Aizen really had left him. But he also made it plastered in his head that this was to show control. Thus no looking, no squirming, no asking, not anything.

This in itself was a bit of test for Gin, but mainly giving Aizen a show before he continued with the more harsh and cruel methods to teach Gin control. He knew Gin was smart, and had learned to remain still after the shock he had. Aizen believed he would start with a spar with the wakizashi. Aizen let his reiatsu back out as Gin struggled to breath in his now frail and small world. Gin flinched under the weight and strain of the older man's force. He was gasping to breathe and felt as if bile was in his throat. The sudden change was nearly too much for the boy to handle. Aizen took the red sheathed wakizashi out of the box and closed the lid again. He walked in front of Gin as Gin fought to stand straight up with his hands digging at his sides. He would do as Aizen said and do it well. That is the only thing that drove him. The only thing that gave him life in his mind's eye.

"Take this in your hand, Kit." Aizen held the hilt out to Gin and Gin took it in his right hand. "We will spar with it in it's sheath first, than another spar without the sheath once you have gotten better balance and control over your body."

"Yes, Aizen-dono." Aizen backed up a few feet and speard his legs just slightly and raised his arms so he was ready to offend and defend at any moment.

"Ready yourself." Gin nodded wryly and worked his tender body into a fighting stance and held the sword the way he had been taught at the academy. Mentally taking note of Aizen's stance Gin waited for the go ahead. After making sure Gin could move and stand properly when in a fighting stance, Aizen inclined his head slightly and than Gin was bringing the sheathed blade down over Aizen's left shoulder. Aizen easily deflected it and took a few steps back as Gin thrust the blade forward at Aizen's gut. Gin kept the smile plastered while internally struggling without the use of his reiatsu and the force of Aizen's pressing down on every pore on him. Making a short stride to Aizen's side Gin slashed the sheathed blade from left to right, making contact with Aizen's forearm as he blocked it form hitting his right rib cage. Aizen smiled at the youth's growing energy and determination. Gin would grow into his perfect ally and even more perfect bed-warmer.

"Aww! I want'd 'ta hurt 'ya so I could kiss 'ya better!" Gin mocking yelled out as he pulled back the sheathed blade from Aizen's blocking forearm and than swung it down over Aizen's left outer thigh. Aizen smiled at the comment and caught the blade in his left hand, twisting so that Gin's arm bent back and he was forced unto his left knee. Gin kneeled and breathed heavily as Aizen stood looming over him, not making a hint as whether he'd attack or wait for the youth. In his mind he truly found the silver haired boy's words to be delectable, but once again he had to force himself to recall he had to produce some 'tuff-love' and teach Gin some self-control over his emotions and impulses. Gin had to learn to be cold and heartless when needed. He had to learn to be strict and not give in to what he wanted. Aizen tugged at the sheath and than stepped back to unsheathe the sword completely, letting the sheathe fall to the ground.

"Stand up, Kitten." Gin got up and stood straight as he could. Aizen smiled and Gin strode forward and plunged the bare metal at Aizen's abdomen. The blade only hit and was in place. No open wound or blood spill except on Gin's hands. Gin gave a slight quizzical look and tilted his head at his own blood before looking up. Smiling more Aizen reached up for the blade but was unable to take it as Gin figured out what he was doing and jumped back a few feet. Aizen mocked Gin by rubbing the place Gin had attempted to cut open. "You looked confused, Kitten. Haven't you ever seen Hierro used before..?"

" 'Hie... Hierro'..?" Gin still was in a fighting stance, not wanting to relax and give a chance to be attacked by his sly master. Aizen nodded and than placed the hand that had rubbed himself on his hip.

"Yes, Hierro. You must have seen it used at least one or twice by..." Aizen took a step forward and grinned at Gin. "... Hallows."

"If Hallows use it than how do you use it, Dono!?" Gin earned a deep slice to his left shoulder for his outburst and lack of control. Looking down at the bleeding wound Gin winced slightly as he rolled his shoulder. Aizen had focused his reiatsu and made a small yet deep gash into Gin's outer shoulder.

"Control, Gin. Not disrespect. And I can use it because I have been experimenting on Hallows for centuries. I have found a way to make shinigami into half hallows as well, my precious kitten. Perhaps if tonight's training goes well than I will let you accompany Kaname-san and I to an experiment I prepared for tomorrow. Would you enjoy that, Kitten?"

"Yes, Aizen-dono. Very much so. Anytime spent with you is enjoyable. I could spend all my life with just you." Aizen closed his eyes and sighed as Gin received another cut to the right of his chest, just above his nipple.

"I am happy to hear such things, however, you are letting your emotions choose for you. You must lean to be logical. Not emotional."

"Yes, Aizen-dono." Gin was keeping his mocking face in place for Aizen, but was wincing on the inside from the sting of the long and deep cuts. Gin disliked the feel of his blood trickling down his arm, hands and chest. Especially over his sensitive nipple that Aizen had orally abused not three hours before hand. Aizen took a step forward and moved into an offensive stance.

"Come, let's do this again until you have it Kitten."