Twas' night.

And a minute later..

Morning called!

Again starting with Monday. This was the official end of the bet. But clearly Rukia had been defeated. Wether by cheat or false actions, it was a lose. And this meant Aizen was once again in control of the Hogyoku. A shiver leaked around every shinigami's nerves. A battle so great was to be on it's way. And its uprise began with Ichigo Kurosaki.

Everyone knew of the substitute's immense power, when unleashed. He was special. Some said it was the hallow nestled in him. Others said it was his large spiritual power. But they all doubted his ability against a former captain turned rotten. Sosuke's true plan and knowledge was far beyond the young mans.

"I will not allow him entry into Karakura. I will fight with all my strength to keep the city safe. And Rukia."

The elder nodded and turned to converse with Byakuya.

"Alright. We trust you are the only one in the Soul Society with any idea of his power. Your also the only individual considering to clash with him, hand to hand. You have the permission."

He bowed. Smiled at the fellow captains and faced the small Kuchiki.

"I'll go with you."

"No. It's a hazard. For you."

Her eyes stayed emotionless.

"I AM going. There is no law or human who can stop me."

The males expression dropped as her hand placed itself on the Zanpakuto. He understood nothing would overcome her stubbornness. She quietly chuckled in victory. The pair set off and fallowed the large reistu. They had no clue what their steps were. This was a luck based mission. At least to Ichigo. To Rukia, it was revenge.

Their first sign of Aizen was at the one place Ichigo was most connected to. His mothers grave. His partner turned his gaze to her own with comforting words. The last thing they needed was for both of them to end up in tears. Overlooking the pathways and crosses a flash of white caught the girls eye and she waved for them to check it out. Crossing into a small temple a small chuckle echoed through its thick walls.

"Your alive, both of you, how heart-warming!"

The shinigami did not answer.

The female opened her mouth to speak, but it quickly turned into a gasp. Ichigo had his blade against the former captains throat. It was unexpected and she had to blink to make sure he had caught the man so easily. Of course Aizen was unfazed and smiled up at the reaper. He showed no fear and it only made her want to cut him to death herself. With bare hands. She stared at him. Memories fulfilling her brain. The Hollow Kaien, the emotion of jealousy, the guilt of Renji, being untrusted, coming close to rape, loneliness, and of course violation of her body. All of it flooded in. She found herself acting on pure instinct.

Her hand found a sword and she pulled it, the tip also at his neck. Her partner dropped his hold and allowed her to take charge. She felt a burn in her stomach. A spark in her heart and she watched the emotionless face never change. But that was about to come to a sharp end.

"I HATE YOU!"

Her scream pierced the air.

"Why?"

His voice smooth like music.

"BECAUSE YOU RUINED ME! YOU USED ME! YOU PLAYED A TWISTED GAME WITH MY LIFE AND FEEL AS YOUR PAWN!"

She smacked him with her palm. Pressed her forehead against his. And growled. The white Zanpakuto glowed with every amount of spiritual pressure she had. The pain of waiting was fading and she pulled away holding the weapon out in front of her with a smirk.

" Sode no Shirayuki: Dance! Some no mai, Tsukishiro"

The blade showed a light and her movement directed toward the immobile victim. A large circle formed around the man. His brown pupils mixing in with the clear ice. It froze him, into a still doll and everything around him became petrified. A beam shone once more over the sky and a minute later the pillar crashed down into a million little fragments. The male who had shattered into invisible shreds of snow had left with no departing message.

But Rukia Kuchiki had one for him.

"This is the end of our deal."