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Three days. They have three more days until this is over. He knew the plan was reckless, he was just as likely to be cut down by whoever is sent my Yammamoto. He's exhausted all the viable options to him at this point, he wished he'd just accused Aizen publicly. If he were to do it now, it'd look like he was trying got pass blame for his actions. No, he couldn't do that, but he could try to explain to Yammamoto or Central 46, whoever he sees first. He hopes it's Yammamoto, at least he'd have some time to explain before they take him away, but Utsumi knew that, based on how this has turned out, he's just as likely to turn around and cut off his head on sight.
He watched Yoruichi out of the corner of his eye as she was setting everything up to open a portal to the world of the living. He knew she would have to open some special portal so they can't follow, Utsumi had no idea about that sort of thing, that's Urahara's field of expertise. He looks at the furrow in her brow as she concentrates on constructing the portal, she should just go now and leave this to me he thought to himself. He'd be lying if he said that he wanted her to leave him, but it would be selfish to let her stay while things are going the way they are. The thought that she could get captured because she insisted on helping him in this foolish crusade of his gives Utsumi a sick feeling as his stomach drops to his feet.
She could feel him watching her. She was always aware of when someones eyes were on her. This was no different, he'd been watching her through furtive glances for a while. She didn't need to read his mind to tell what he's thinking, it's written all over his face. When he's fighting, she can't read him at all, now she can read him like a book. He's feeling confused about what he should do. She knows what he should do, he should fight them and make them listen, not just surrender to them as if he is guilty of anything more than trying to show those ignorant to the truth what really happened and who really did it.
Yoruichi knew that if things didn't go as planned on top of Sokyoku hill, they'd have to run. They'd have to run down here and through the portal, however, if the Shinigami that arrive are quick then they might be able to follow them through the portal and she couldn't endanger Kisuke and Tessa. She had a plan to be able to go through the portal with it instantly closing behind them, that is if they follow. They may get lucky and they only send one or two Captains, if that is the case Utsumi and her can take care of it. She just hoped that he'd be prepared to do what he had to survive.
He continued to watch her for a little while longer before he headed over to his rock, where he sat and lead his head back and looked up at the blue sky ceiling. No matter what happens, I've failed. I couldn't do anything about Aizen or any of them he thought despairingly. He thought about all the people in his life who he failed. Urahara and Tessai, they may not have asked him to do this but it would have cleared their names. The other exiles, the ones who had to suffer through the experiments, they were the ones who would really benefit from this, they could have had more research into curing them instead of being kicked out because of the barbaric actions of a power-hungry bastard like Aizen. Siegi no Torento, all of what she'd given him had been for this, and for him to be unable to pay her back makes him feel even more blue than what he already was. Yoruichi, he'd promised her the choice on returning to the Soul Society. At least with the others he didn't promise them anything. He'd failed Yoruichi the most.
After fixing the frame-work for the portal, she looked over at Utsumi and noticed his postion, lying back against the rock with his hands linked behind his head. Oh god, he's losing himself in his thoughts again she'd seen it a few times, she knew the signs. She marched over to him and said, "We're going to win. It might not be this time but we will win." she said. She was sure that he was thinking that they aren't going to beat Aizen.
He pinned her with a look from his piercing blue eyes, "Maybe, but that doesn't change that I failed. I couldn't give you the chance to return to the Soul Society." he said, he could see she was going to disagree but he put up a hand to stop her before continuing, "Don't lie, I know you wanted the choice. I could see it in your eyes. I'm sorry I couldn't give it to you." he said looking back up.
She wanted to draw him from his thoughts but it seems that she pushed him further in, "Can I tell you something?" she asked. Utsumi looked at her out of the corner of her eye. She took that has a yes, "Don't do this to yourself, I want you to understand that this couldn't be helped. We still got one more chance to do this but we have to be prepared for that to fail." she said.
Focusing back on the ceiling, he nodded. He felt Yoruichi curl up to his side and rested her head on his chest. "I'm sorry, I promised you that you would get to come back as a free woman but I couldn't give it to you." he apologized without looking down.
Sighing, Yoruichi lifted her head and looked at him with narrowed golden eyes, "I want you to stop apologizing. Not everyone is able to see what is obvious to others. It is what it is. I'm sure things will turn out well in the end." she said resting her head back on his chest.
Looking down at the purple tresses splayed over his torso, he knew how he wanted it to end. If it couldn't end with the truth coming out then it would end with them leaving the Soul Society behind together. He planted a kiss to the top of her head, "As long as I'm with you, it turned out well enough." He whispered, hoping Yoruichi was asleep.
He was startled when he heard Yoruichi whisper, "Me too." She felt Utsumi still for a moment, "I know we promised to talk about it after this. No matter what happens, we are surviving this. We will get our chance." she promised as she settled into his chest.