Not Mine Valentine
Trial

The clinking of the prisoners chains could be heard in the chambers of the forty-six. The silver haired man stood in front of them, the characteristic smirk plastered across his face and his eyes shut tight. The members of the forty-six remained as silent as he did as they took him in and looked over their papers as they waited for the elders to ask their first question. Finally, the question came. "Ichimaru Gin, that is your name."

The man remained silent as his smile faltered and his eyes opened up. Another one of the elders snapped at him as the grin returned and he closed his eyes again. "Answer the question."

"All ya need to know is that I am guilty of treason and that I deserve to die." The man continued to smile at them. "Or if ya want you can imprison me for life."

"Except is that the punishment you actually deserve." The first elder spoke up again. "If you can give us a list of your crimes then we will be more then willing to pass judgment on you. Can you tell us your crimes."

Gin remained silent, standing there waiting for them to simply go ahead and pass judgment on him. Quite a bit of time passed and his smile fell into a frown and his eyes opened up. "You really do intend for me to list off my crimes. Why is that?"

This time the man was met with silence as he waited to see what they would say about this. They finally spoke up. "What did you have to do with the experiments that Aizen did?" The silver haired man remained silent, his Addam's apple bobbing down. After quite a bit of time they asked another question. "Did you kill any of the original forty-six?"

Again he remained silent, glaring at them as they proceeded through their list, giving him a bit of time before they moved on to the next. Every so often he would let out an exasperated side. Finally they came to a particular question. "Did you leave Soul Society with Aizen?"

"Yes." Gin said this without faltering. More questions came and then they asked if he had turned on Aizen at the end. "Yes."

There was a bit of whispering among the forty-six and they moved back to the first question, asking the questions again. He only answered yet to the same two questions, finally folding his arms across his chest as he glared at them. The next time around they asked a different set of questions. "What can you tell us about Aizen's experiments?"

"Aizen created the virus, the hogyoku and modified various Hollows." Gin continued to stare at them. "When are you going to sentence me? It should be rather simple."

Instead they began to ask questions about the virus, the hogyoku and modified Hollows. Gin gave them a bit of detail but became silent when it came to the hogyoku. He listened as they moved on. "Who killed the original forty-six?" Again he remained silent and they went through the questions that they had asked before, this time eliminating some of the questions as they went. The first elder then spoke up. "You didn't kill the forty-six or participate in the experiments did you?"

"Except perhaps the hogyoku. What can you tell us about the item in question?"

Gin began to fidget. "How do you know I didn't do any of that stuff?"

He frowned as he received no answer. They then asked another question. "Why did you turn on Aizen?"

He remained silent and they asked the question again. "That isn't any of your business."

"Yes... it is." The question was asked yet again.

"Why, because I wanted to take over." Gin's face suddenly twisted up into a smirk and he heard the whispering from around him.

"Then why did you keep Matsumoto Rangiku safe?"

The silver haired man's frowned at them. "Leave her out of this."

"It stands to reason that the reason you turned on him has something to do with the hogyoku."

"I said leave her out of this!"

"We would silence you if it weren't for the fact we want answers from you."

"We won't let you leave until we get our answers." The judge then paused. "Or do we need to bring her here and question her."

"She doesn't remember so don't even bother." Gin's words came rattling out.

"What was this for then, revenge?" Another one of the forty-six pressured and another string of questions came. He found himself fidgeting, wishing that he hadn't blurted that one thing out. Time was passing and they kept at it, despite the fact they had to also be starting to feel fatigue. Then another question came. "Is your reason for remaining silent to protect her? What if we were to place her protection onto the table?"

The silver haired man swallowed. "It's not just her I wish to protect."

"Who else?"

"I won't tell you who it is until you promise me that they know nothing about what I tell you and that you'll leave them alone." There was a bit of whispering and he found himself closing his eyes.

"We're not open to making a deal with people. We said that Matsumoto Rangiku would be protected because we are assuming she had nothing to do with your crimes."

"Neither does this person."

"Then if they are guilty of no crime then we will protect them." The first judge spoke up. "Who is the other person?"

"Hitsugaya Toshiro, taicho of the tenth division." Gin watched as a surprised mummer went through the various judges and the elders.

"Fine. Tell us." The silver haired man then carefully told them every detail. Afterwords the man spoke up again. "There is one thing I don't understand. What are you wanting to protect them from?"

"The truth. When I die or are locked away for life in the Maggot's Nest the secret dies with me and they don't get hurt." He watched as another string of whispering was heard.

"The problem is that your crime is not punishable by death or being locked away in the Maggot's Nest."

"What are you talking about? I'm a traitor!"

"Whose whole intention was to turn on Aizen in the end from the very start." One of the Elders spoke up.

"Thus we can only hold you accountable for committing actions without the orders of the Head Captain."

Gin gritted his teeth. "You do realize that a good portion of Soul Society is not going to like this decision you are making. I don't even like it. I am a traitor after all."

"Are you?"

"We think not. Despite the fact you acted without orders you did in fact happen to do this with the full intention of turning on him, thus we can not call you a traitor."

"On whose word? Mine? My word isn't exactly..."

"Urahara..."

"He..."

"...has been pardoned."

"Your punishment will be the norm for acting without orders. One month in a cell of the Gotei Thirteen."

"I don't agree."

"It isn't your choice."

Gin then spat on the ground and glared at them. To his surprise another elder spoke up. "We aren't blind to the fact you're trying to get yourself a death sentence or locked up up so we are going to ignore your actions and send you back."

The silver haired man arrived in the cell and began to pound on the wall, only to finally sit down when his knuckles were good and bloody. He looked up and saw the guard staring at him. The look he gave the man caused him to suddenly turn away. He could also hear his zampaktuo laughing in the back of his head. "You have to tell Ran-chan now."