Man, for a little while, I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to upload this tonight. For some reason my copy of MS Word did all kinds of cuckoo stuff and I had to take it off and put it on again . Definitely not fun. But I fixed it in time! Yay!
Thanks to: Lady Drama, blackteaplease, Stebbins -Stella-, Solar Kitty, Ayamichan34, capslockNanao, AppleDoodle, PunkRockHolly, Blueberry Absinth, undauntedheiress, and CrossroadsofLife
Dedication: capslocknanao for the review that cracked me up AND revealed Aizen's weak point! His mullet. Cut the mullet off, save the world! Go, Gin, Go!
92. Nowhere and Nothing
Gin's cat and mouse antics were interrupted by Aizen's appearance.
"Open the senkaimon," Aizen said. "We are going to raid the Karakura Town seireitei."
"Yessir." Really, what else was there to say to such a power at that moment?
Then the chrysalis period ended. The strange shell that had surrounded Aizen broke away, revealing the man beneath once more. He looked different, not simply from the longer hair, which put Gin ill at ease. That definitely was not natural. Nor were Aizen's eyes.
"Now I can watch the demise of seireitei with my own eyes."
Gin opend the senkaimon immediately. Disobedience would not be met with at this point; it would just get him killed. But the thought of seireitei destroyed chilled him. The place was, after all, his hometown. His home, where so many memories had existed.
They entered Dangai and almost immediately felt the whirrings of Kotoutsu. Gin warned Aizen away from it, reminding the ex-captain of the dangers, rambling on more and more as a dark glint entered Aizen's eyes. The man really was beginning to believe he was all powerful, and he was, perhaps, not entirely liking Gin's warnings. All at once, there was an explosion; Gin shield his face with an arm. All at once, Kotoutsu was no more.
"What are you so afraid of, Gin?"
"…Karakura Town is over there?" Aizen said. "It seems like we've gone a ltitle astray."
"Please don' say it like it's my fault," Gin said. "My center got thrown off 'cause ya were bein' ornery."
"I suppose you're right," Aizen said. "My apologies. Shall we take a stroll?"
One thing Gin had always been good at was talking. Talking and lying. Aizen's actions in Dangai had given him a slight chance to do something that might help the shinigami, even just a little bit. It might lead to nothing but his death, but at least this way he would be able to say he tried to help Rangiku, Izuru, all of them. This way, he would not be the scum everyone thought he was. And too, Aizen's new power was staggering and soon, Aizen would not need Gin any longer.
Gin found a new fear; it was no longer just death.
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