Arc 2 Ch5 Part 2

I somehow managed to keep a passive expression on my face, even as Shunsui screamed from the pain, though the man certainly tried to compose himself, the sweat pouring down his face not doing him any favours as he grimaced further, the pain no doubt increasing.

Orihime herself had a terrified look on hers, I think.

She'd long since closed her eyes, at Shunsui's behest. Her powers surrounding the captain's hand. I turned my gaze minutely towards the hand, eyeing the way the Orihime's power... For whatever reason-

Aizen...

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I barely held in the urge to rub the bridge of my nose.

Shunsui let out another gasp of pain as his hand slowly started regaining it's fingers. The man's bloodshot eyes barely staying open-

"I guess you have to really want it," Rukia. I repeat Rukia, remarked without a second look towards the man as she focused her attention back towards me her eyes closed in concentration as she agreed to give the lvl 90 spells, under my supposed great guidance, a go.

Aizen naturally wanted to start off with the Nuke, but I managed to whittle it own to a block-buster at best. Atleast until, Orihime having finally figured out what the screens meant suddenly sprang towards me instead of the captain waiting on her to heal him, rather patiently aswell, Ichigo was officially a project I no longer had any intention of dealing with.

At which point I simply pointed over towards the irritated man, for whatever reason earning a pout, and she summoned her... I really should start paying attention...

Honestly, I really should've stopped and asked when reject field came out red.

Needless to say, regrowing my hands is not a experience I had any intention of going through.

As for Aizen-

Yes? The man's response was immediate, a taunting tone to it, mixed with amusement.

I sighed and turned around, my plan already filtering into Aizen's mind-

Ok hang on a second, we can talk about-

Nope.

I promptly drew my sword- Wait- And stabbed it into the ground just before Rukia, earning a gasp ou of somewhere. Shunsui's eyes widening even with the pain coursing through him as a horrified expression, for a moment, seemed to flash through his face. Though the alarm quickly died down the moment I promptly crouched down, my eyes level with hilt of the blade.

"We've talked about this," I deadpanned to my Zanpakuto.

I can't believe you went through with it...

Don't push me.

How exactly can you make this any- Aizen's words froze the moment he got a summary of what I had planned. -...Fine, tell the idiots to stop what they're doing.

I promptly sighed, picked my sword and grinned at my audience.

"Apologies for that... My Zanpakuto can be a little... Vindictive," I shrugged, eyeing no one in particular -Shunsui- before quickly sheathing the blade.

"You don't- Gyahh!" Shunsui suddenly cried out at the-

You're an asshole. I thought on reflex as I suddenly had the urge to snort out loud, the cloud quickly lifting from me as the colours righted themselves, Shunsui's screams suddenly dying out as the pain-filled expression slowly turned to a wary one, his eyes locked onto his still regenerating hand, before turning into a surprised one.

"Is... Is Captain-san alright? Has it finished..?" The girl asked though she didn't wait for an answer as she slowly opened her eyes, a relieved sigh coming out as her ability finally resembled the ones she'd seen thanks to the other captain.

Shunsui eyed me warily, though his gaze slowly lowered onto the Zanpakuto before turning back up, a resigned expression appearing on his face. "Vindictive huh?"

I blinked, rubbing the back of my head. "I guess, Kyo can be a bit of a drama queen as well, though I really should've noticed something was off when I could barely move..." I'd somehow managed to ignore three consecutively more painful shocks for each word.

Shunsui promptly snapped his gaze towards his arm, his disbelieving expression returning in full force as he moved his fingers.

"Feel's like you never lost anything doesn't it?" I threw a shot in the dark.

Shunsui blinked at the question, his gaze slowly returning to me as a frown filled his face."No, not really. I can see that it's my own hand... but It doesn't feel like it's mine, more of the opposite real- Oh." His mouth seemed to open the slightest as he stared at me, a unrecognisable expression on his face, though it wasn't hostile.

I blinked at the words. Aizen what'd I do?

... Would it kill you not to juggle my future for even a single moment?

I don' know. Probably? You going to tell me what's goin- Oh, I done goofed it.

... Fantastic observation.

Thanks.

I can literally hear the head bangs.

Like, just have some popcorn and chill the-

And... paralysed. For like three seconds. Aizen might be the one behind it but that does not matter for I am also an Aizen-

Goddamit Aiden!-

What did you just call me? Aizen's voice was deceptively quiet, quieter then I've ever heard him in fact.

...Chair-sam-

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