FlyingNight

Orihime sat crouched into a ball on her couch, staring out of the small window. It was the only source of light in the room, and pale moonlight carressed her tear tracked face. She was scared. Not for herself, as Ulquiorra protected her from the other more violent Espada, but for Ichigo. His personality seemed to change every time they saw each other, ranging from the old Ichigo (though still unaware of who he used to be), to an insane sadist that needed to be restrained to stop him killing everyone in sight. He often just attacked at random anyway. What had Aizen done to him? She rememberd when she had first run into her old friend in the c

"Im sorry Aizen-sama, i failed. I have no idea what happened." Ichigo was down on one knee, ready to accept any punishment his master decided to give him. Aizen simply smiled as if he knew exactly what was going on. "Its quite alright my dear child, it can be taken care of. You are excused." He said, waving a hand to signal his departure. The orange haired arrancar stood up and bowed. "Yes my lord, thank you my lord." As Ichigo turned to leave, Aizen whent over what had occured in his mind. He had been secretly watching the fight from the sidelines, and was well aware of the situation. The boy was remembering fragments of his past life, and

Aizen Sosuke stood beside Szayalopporo in a sience-y looking lab. Behind the glass in front of them was a particularly angry Vasto Lorde who obviously didnt like the situation it was in. It thrashed arond tugging at the chains binding it, while a group of fraccione fumbled around trying to get near it. It let off a small Cero from it horns and fired it towards the closest living thing, while still pulling feverently at its restraints. Aizen seemed slightly shocked because a Cero that appeared small to the Hollow firing it, was in reality quite large and ended up blowing a huge hole in the wall opposite it. Yes, this was a brilliant plan The e

Rukia was lying in her bed like Ichigo was a few miniuts before. She was also pretty worn out from the endless barage of hollows from that day, and trusted Ichigo to sort out the new one that had appeared. There was something weird though. Underneath all of the hollow reiatsu there was a faint hint of something else. She recognised it, but with the days events she hadnt the will to bother thinking nor worrying about it. Whatever it was, Ichigo would take care of it if it caused a problem. She rolled over onto her side and concentrated on Ichigos rieatsu wave length. It was fluctuating slightly as if he was distressed. But then, he must be tir