Ch8 The Curveball

Surprisingly enough, Kisuke didn't even get the chance to answer before Shunsui quickly, his hat covering most of his face, took a few steps forward. Urahara made no reaction as the captain next to him moved past him.

"We've got a long conversation due after this," The man remarked coolly as he swept past me, quickly sitting down a few feet outside the circle. Kuchiki Rukia an arm's reach away from him.

Urahara didn't spare a single second as he gave his answer.

"I can help Soul Society by destroying you." Urahara Kisuke's words sent a chill down my spine as I looked him in the eye.

Wow. I mean just wow. He's not even willing to save the future!

"But you admit, you can't save the future without me?" I remarked, somewhat irritated at the man.

Urahara narrowed his eyes at my words. Both anger and a hint of confusion captured his expression. He looked, somewhat lost...

Gin took that moment to quickly switch sides aswell, his footsteps unheard as he shifted. I briefly turned to raise an eyebrow at him.

"What? I agreed to getting exiled... That ain' where he's headed," Gin sniffed.

Cold-hearted snake. Plain and simple.

Indeed.

Aizen you're not allowed near any ladders of any kind.

Which currently left only Byakuya, the man's grief stricken face had long dissipated to the cold-hearted Shinigami Byakuya pretended to be. Though from the way he was looking at Kisuke...

I seriously doubt he's still an ally...

Byakuya stopped treating this as a trial a while ago,

Well. Ain't that ominous-

"Look, you know what? I don't care if you are from 'thee' future. Answer this! How many crimes has Aizen Sosuke committed!?" Urahara Kisuke's question, quite frankly, came at me like a sucker punch.