A/N: And here is you next person; Ichimaru Gin. He gets a chapter to himself because he's rather important in Aizen's scheme. Izuru Kira will be in a chapter with Abari Renji and Hinamori Momo. Apart from that, enjoy the Chapter. I hope that I do Ichimaru justice. I've always loved his character. Remember, Aizen doesn't know Gin will betray him yet. He thinks Gin is still on his side.

Chapter Three- Ichimaru Gin

Aizen POV

Ichimaru Gin, my one truly loyal servant. The one who has been with me from day one. I have always looked at him as my true Lieutenant, and he has never done anything to make me break trust in him. I knew he would be the perfect aid when I first saw him. He was manipulative, cruel and he enjoyed every second. People often referred to him as a snake, and he often agreed with them. As long as I offered him enough prey to play with, he would remain on my side.

And given the way things were going, I would be able to let him have more than enough fun with the entire Gotei Thirteen.

His only weakness was Matsumoto Rangikou, but frankly, I doubted she would be much of a problem. She was strong, yes, but not strong enough for this war. She would most likely be killed being caught in the crossfire of her young Taicho's battle, and that would only serve to make Gin hate the Shinigami more.

I had known he was going to be a huge asset when he took care of my third seat, still with that grin on his face. He hadn't even opened his eyes when he killed a man, and his only regret was that man was so weak. Admittedly, it was as creepy as hell, but given what I was asking him to do, creepy was an asset. Gin, despite that fault, suited my plans perfectly.

Unfortunately, no one seemed to trust him at all, but even that I was able to work to my advantage. I used him to turn Hinamori against everyone in the Seiritei, which created enough chaos and confusion to make anyone's plan fall into place. In the end, Hitsugaya got in my way, but his involvement only made the plan more fun. While turning Hinamori against Gin was fun, turning Hinamori against Hitsugaya was sheer brilliance. And that fun ensured Ichimaru Gin would probably be entertained enough to stay on my side for centuries.

I remember when I first met him, a young boy in my Squad back when Hirako was still there, I asked him, "How do you like it here, new recruit?" I knew his name, but I did not use it, he was a child prodigy and it was impossible for us not to know when such people came into our Squads. To use it would be to treat him as special, but he was not yet special enough for that.

Then the boy gave me his trademark grin, "Hmm . . . 'ell, Aizen-fukutaicho . . . 'at's an 'ard un."

His accent back then was atrocious, I could barely understand him.

I frowned at him, "Why is that?"

"'Ell, it's a nice 'nough place, I suppose, but it's borin'. 'Ere's nothin' t' do 'ere. There'r never enough 'ollows, and no one 'll do anythin' with me."

"You go out at least twice a week to kill hollows? And you spend the rest of the time training. How are you bored?"

"None 'o that's fun, though." He whined, the grin still on his face, "It's all borin' an' repetetuv. I 'ready know all th' stuff th' others are learnin'. I wanna learn somthin' new. Back in th' academy Ran-chan would always play wit' me."

I'll admit, at this point I became interested in the boy. There seemed to be something about him I could use in my plan, and I was right.

"Well then, what's more interesting than hollows?" I asked, a grin on my face.

The boy looked at me, and said "Nya, I don' think ya'd wanna know, fukutaicho."

I smiled, letting just a little bit less kind and caring into my smile before saying, "You would be surprised what I know, Ichimaru."

The boy shrugged, before saying, "Humans 'r good. They'll react all funny-like if ya hit 'em right. Ya know who's th' best tho? Shinigami. They're real fun, an' they put up a fight."

I nodded, "I very much agree with that. Say, our third seat tends to make a walk home every weekend. It's really quite a nuisance, after all, anything could happen to the man. If you were to take his place, I could supply you with all the fun you want."

The boy's smile never left his face, "Iffin ya snitch, I'll tell Hirako where ya disappear ta once a week."

I didn't even want to know where he learned that.

I raised an eyebrow, "To tell you the truth, Gin. I have a plan, and I need someone to back me in it. If you help me then I'll make sure you never get bored."

The boy thought about it, "Hmm, ya might jus'. Alright, I'll follow ya as long as ya keep things fun."

Later that night, the murder of the third seat was like a sealing contract, the two of us were in this together. I had dirt on him, he had dirt on me. He was worth keeping around too, competent and strong enough to withstand whatever I threw at him.

And he was such an amusing child.