L'indigo a Embrasse La Princesse
Chapter Two: (In Secondo Luogo Incontro: Una Notte Infinita e un Giorno Mai D'inizio)
Second Encounter: An Endless Night and A Never Beginning DayAN:: Err, forewarning Gin may seem ooc he's a very complex character and I have a harder time writing him than Aizen
Yes, also…ano…there isn't going to be much orihime in this chapter or any really, mainly I wanted to focus on Aizen since I focused on Orihime more in the last… just wanted to even it all out.
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Confused.
Err, no…not confused. Maybe slightly dazed and momentarily baffled, yes, but confused is too strong a word to describe how he felt, for confused was something only a fool could feel, and Sousuke Aizen was not a fool. The Lord of Las Noches was currently laying back on his king size black silk covered bed; his arms spread lazily gripping both sides of the bed and legs crossed over each other. Anyone who saw the lord would have thought him to be quite…normal looking. He ruffled his messy bed-head hair and softly sighed.
"Nyeh, nyeh, Aizen taichou.~" A deep guttural groan threatened to escape from the Lord's lips as he saw in his peripheral vision a head of silver hair bounce in the moon's light.
"Get out." Candor wasn't something Aizen withheld in the morning, or whenever he woke up for that matter. He wasn't much of an early person (or a day person), that was one of the minor reasons as to why it was always night in Hueco Mundo. A scowl reached his flawless face as he recalled Momo having to wake him for captains meetings and being the oh-so-great fatherly Captain Aizen, an idol to all, no one would blame him for it if he ever arrived late to one. A puppy whine was heard thought the room, very much to the Lords displeasure and annoyance.
"Nyeh, why Aizen-taichou? Why do ya have to be so mean? All I did was sneak into your room, watch ya sleep, maybe eat some of your French Vanilla Truffles, but that's nothing bad, nyeh? C'mon, Aizen- taichou get up! We gotsta discuss your game-plan~!" Aizen could almost hear him italicize the word game plan. The Lord sat up; the hand that was in his hair covered now covered his crimson hued eyes.
"Must I repeat myself? I am not in the mood for your childish antics right now." Gin's small whimper reached the ex-taichou's ears, which caused him to peek through his fingers at the younger man. "What are you doing with those poster-boards and -- is that a doll--of me?" Oh, he was in for it now… he knew it too. He shouldn't have pried, it would have only led to one thing. Gin mistaking Aizen's annoyance for interest.
"Well, since ya were so kind to ask, I would be more than happy to--Aizen-taichou, uh why ya getting Kyoka Suigetsu out o' her sheath-- err, yes as I was saying I would be more than happy-- TOLEAVEANDRUNFORMYLIFEWHILESCREAMINGBLOODYMURDER!!" While wailing his arms and crying the Kitsune ran out of Aizen's room, clutching the poster-boards and Aizen doll to his chest. With the pest gone, the Lord re-sheathed Kyoka Suigetsu and slouched over, his wrists hung over the edge of his crossed legs. This is the one place where no one should bother me and it most definitely will not be him. After a natural crack or two from his back, the shinigami stood and walked to his maroon themed bathroom. A floor length mirror perfectly proportioned on the wall before the Lord showed what others saw. A mirror doesn't lie. It shows what you do or don't want to see, whether it's a shirt you hate or the very core of your soul, which no one understands. So, what exactly did other people see him as? A Lord. A Monster. A Master. A Traitor. A GOD. Though that girl, that human, he had no idea what she saw when she looked at him. It annoyed him more than it perplexed him. The water he had turned on during his little escapade to Thought-Land had filled to the brim of the sink, as he turned it off the Lord looked into his own eyes reflected in now stilling water. His eyes were something that intrigued his own self, not in an arrogant narcissistic way, but a in a way that confused him. Again, Sousuke Aizen, did not like being confused. Kyoka Siugetsu's irritated hiss brought him from his train of intricate thought.
'Oh, stop with this foolishness. That human is annoying me to the core. Will you stop thinking about her. Master, I understand fully that the girl is here to lure in the pathetic shinigami, but I see no reason as to why you bother with her. An example; the dinner. Did you have to invite her? No. Another example: her new room. She could have been fine in the room before. Are you even listening?'
As the Lord had finished washing his face and draining the crystalline water,--how there was water in Hueco Mundo…only he knew.--Aizen dried his face with a hand towel from the small silver rack beside him. His eyelids slid down to where it appeared as if he was still sleepy, it was a habit really, the Lord always had a lazy aura. She was acting so juvenile again. Smirking to himself the Lord combed his hair back. 'I'm sorry, were you speaking to me? It appeared that you were but in actuality you were speaking at me, for us to be having a conversation I would actually have to have interest in what you are saying, yet all I heard was senseless babble and I had no concern whatsoever for that.' Kyoka Suigetsu gave another low hiss the words she spoke were laced with venom.
'Fine Sousuke, be that way, but when this comes back to bite you in the ass, do not say I didn't warn you.' The Lord, thoroughly annoyed now, ruffled his neatly combed hair back to its original bed head state and his perfect lips turned into a deep scowl.
'Oh, how I despise vulgarity and profanity, Kyoka Suigetsu. Its so filthy and low class, and I assure you, you wont hear a word if it does.' Deciding it would be best to take a shower, the lord stripped himself of his black yakuta. After turning the water on, Aizen walked back outside to get his everyday ensemble of clothes. Not bothering to re-put clothes on he swiftly walked outside towards his walk-in yet simple closet.
"So, Aizen-taichou, ya gonna listen to me anytime soon~?" Gin was sitting back on the older shinigami's bed, looking quite at home. Aizen didn't mind that Gin saw him in his current state, after all the male and female showering areas in each squads were used by everyone in the same gender--except the captains and lieutenants who had their own personal showers-- so he was used to being seen that way and the fact that they were both males. The Lord, now annoyed to the point of where he felt like holding the other shinigami over the edge of a very VERY tall tower--he was sure one of the Las Noches towers would suffice--by the his ankle, while every minute or so he would uncurl a finger, or hell maybe just drop him altogether, hung his clothes over his forearm and lazily looked at the Kitsune on the bed.
"Gin, my friend…how about this, I listen to you…" He saw his protégé's eyes light up and his smile widen ear to ear. The perfect opportunity. "I listen to you shut the door on your way out in the next two seconds or how about I listen to your body hit the floor after I cut of all your appendages one by one with a jagged knife and then carefully pull out your insides. I did study Kinesiology, you remember, right?" The Lord gave Gin a smile, not his usual smile of malice and not his illusionary smile he often gave to his so-called friends and fellow shinigami back in Sereitei, but a true genuine smile. A smile where his flawless white teeth were shining brilliantly, a smile that showed just how much he really enjoyed the thought of his previous idea. When his Gin's face went from complete happiness to utter horror Aizen laughed inwardly at his now rushing to the door protégé.
"Bai bai Aizen-taicho!" With the rushed slam of the door, Aizen walked back to his bathroom and shut the door behind him, one thought going through his mind. A thought that caused him to almost uncharacteristically bang his head on the wall.
'This is going to be a ridiculously long night.'
After the satisfying, soothing, and much needed shower, Aizen sat back in his infamous throne. After fixing--fidgeting with more or less-- a part of his hakama that wouldn't stop irking him for some unbeknownst reason, the Lord sat back and set his chin upon his bony knuckles.
"I'm ready to listen now." Short clacks of boots echoed throughout the dimly lit room, the sound of sandpaper against wood was followed shortly after. For all the years Aizen had reprimanded Gin about dragging his feet and how it was most unbecoming and against proper etiquette, he still hadn't listened. The younger man slunk in front of the Lord, his hands curled around shinso lazily.
"You're a very scary man Aizen-taichou." The Lords eyelids naturally began to slide down, covering his pupil partially. His smile turned into a tired lopsided smirk. After turning his body more to the hand that held his chin, he spoke with a lethargic tone. His Godly voice filling the deathly quiet room.
"Gin, are you going to speak of what you've been pestering me with or am I going to have a staring contest with you?" Gin looked around the room, his eyes squinting more than the usual. He huffed out, quite loudly, before shrugging and sittings seiza on the floor, wincing at the coldness hitting his ankles.
"Mm, you really need to get another chair in here…" After lack of response from the Lord before him, the Kitsune began to click his tongue softly and then he turned serious. Slanted eyelids opened fully, beautiful turquoise-cyan eyes almost glowing from even the small dim light in the room. "Taichou, I'm not one to speak out of my place, but I have a bad feeling about that girl. I think ya should leave her be until the shinigami come and then we all go on as planned…as you planned." Gin bowed his head for a moment, his silver hair catching the moonlight as it always did. Aizen could feel the concern radiating from the young one before him. He knew he was worried about the plan, he was always worried. The one before him was still a child in many ways, he looked to Aizen as a father, as a mentor, and as a friend. Smile as much as he may, the Lord knew that Gin was afraid, he was afraid of dying. Losing the very few he cared for also scared the Kitsune. 'To be born with nothing…and to die with nothing.' Gin had said those words to him while they shared tea back in sereitei, a few years after Hirako Shinji and the others had been hollowfied and were taken to the human world by Kisuke Urahara.
Flashback
"Ano, Aizen-fukutaichou… Could--"The small boy holding his tea in both hands looked down to the substance in the water, clearing his throat before he started again. "Could I speak to you about something personal?" Aizen wasn't going to lie to himself, that question honestly surprised him. The boy only spoke with no accent when he was serious or in the mornings when he woke up, he spoke gibberish then. Smiling, Lieutenant Aizen--glasses and all--set a hand on the boys head.
"Of course Gin. I will listen as long as you're willing to tell me." The boy still hadn't lifted his head but tilted it when the man set his hand on his head, a gesture that he was used to, and a gesture he was comforted by. The suns rays bounced off the saccharine substance in his cup. He swirled it around slightly, enjoying the swirls of light mix and blend.
"Arigatou, Aizen-fukutaichou." As Gin set his cup down on the small table between himself and began to fidget nervously. His hands grabbing and clawing at his hakama, his small lithe and bony fingers popping from squeezing so hard. After a long intake of breath and a shaky outtake, he began, his voice sounding small and weak. "I'm afraid, I'm afraid that something bad is going to happen. I don't want to die…I don't, I need to stay alive… So I can take care of Ran-chan. Like I promised…If I die, ill be alone… I'll have nothing. To be born with nothing….and to die with nothing. That frightens me more than anything… I don't want to end up like that." The boy looked up to his superior, finding him to not be smiling as usual but wearing an expression of sympathy. Gin never liked the thought of being pitied. He wanted to be the best, he proved himself well enough to not need such a degrading thing like pity. Though, the sympathy Aizen wore was not one of pity, but of understanding. Something deep stirred within his eyes, something that made the boy want to be just as he was, a man with such strength.
A man who could save him from his fear.
End Flashback
Truth be told, even Aizen himself thought of how it would be if he were to ever perish. He came up with one idea that made him laugh masochistically. Kyoka Suigetsu laughed too. Oh, how cliché it would be if he were to perish trying to get to the King. Reaching the impossible. Just as how his soul was. Kyoka Suigetsu's meaning was Mirror Water, Flower Moon. A proverb that meant how impossible it was to grasp an object reflected in the water, just like the monkey and the moon…the monkey forever trying to scoop up the moon in his hands yet failing every time. He said to himself afterward how he wouldn't be the monkey, a fool blinded by his stupidity, unbeknownst to how futile its attempts were.
"Gin." Aizen quietly stood from his throne, the younger pale haired shinigami stood up before his master. "There is nothing to worry about. You trust me right?" Gin's eyes scrunched up to his normal squint and his lips spread ear to ear. His pristine white teeth glistened while he spoke.
"Nyeh, of course Aizen-taichou!~" The Kitsune waltzed out the door humming a cheery tune to himself. Finally alone and hoping that no one else would bother him, Sousuke Aizen slowly walked to the far wall, he needed to think things through. Swiping his hand sluggishly across a portion of the wall in front of him, a small screen popped out from the blinding white wall. Tapping his lanky fingers on four separate digits a well-sized section of the wall lifted to show a staircase leading to only a place where he knew of. It was a place where no one could bother him, not even Kyoka Suigetsu, who he was sure was ignoring him now. With his hands in his pockets the Lord climbed up the stairs the only sound heard were the clacks of his boots and the scrape of his coat against the wall. It was cliché but he saw the light at the end of the tunnel. After a few more steps the Lord of Las Noches walked into a fairly large sized room. Like everywhere the rooms' walls were white, of course, and the floor a dark blue marble. The lord walked to his couch, a very…how would you say…massive couch. At least enough to fit seven people laying down. He looked out to the barren landscape before him. The moon shining down on the sand, re-illuminating the fine grain as it did every moment. As the lord gracefully fell back onto the couch and spread his long body out, his forehead creased while his picture perfect lips turned down. He had one thing on his mind. One thing that he didn't understand. One thing that wiggled its way into his thoughts and wouldn't stop make him thinking of it.
One thing.
One thing that he fell asleep while thinking of.
One thing that the Lord dreamt of in his slumber on the couch.
One thing that had silky strawberry blonde hair, purple-hued grey eyes and a smile that somehow momentarily stunned him.
That one thing was a human.
A human.
A human that he wanted to understand.
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AN: AHH don't shoot me please!! -bows- GOMENASAI! Gomen! gomen! It was horribly written I know! Aizen was OOC some parts but mostly because he was alone, and/or in front of Gin, and every person does have a normal side, right? So, I'm going to California this weekend so there won't be another update until Monday. I wanted to get this put up a.s.a.p so I could write the next chapter during my trip.
:D smart yes?…no?…I know…
AH! I hate writing Gin! I just can't, because I know nothing of his true personality so… and I needed him in this chapter to help get along with the whole Aizen ambitions
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