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Sing Me a Lullabye	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Crossovers Views: 7184 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: Sing Me a Lullabye

Fandom: Bleach/Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler)

Chapter: 36

Chapter title: All The Little Plans

Characters: Aizen, Tosen, Gin, Espada

Word Count: 1,507

AN: Ahh, so we come to the chapter that tells us WHY our dear Ichigo's mind broke while he was with Aizen.
I hope you all enjoy. :D
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They were almost ready.
Aizen had ordered his fighters to plan and train for the final fight, the one that he was oh so sure of winning. The Espada had worked out what they could remember about various Shinigami and with some well placed false information on Gin’s part, figured that they were ready to take down the creatures known as Shinigami. Aizen himself had just decided to continue his work with the Hogyoku and trying to incorporate it into his body without it killing him. Or destroying his power in the process.
Leaving his research behind for a few minutes, Szayel sending him a message through his fraccion about having a lock on where it would be best to harvest the needed souls, Aizen walked into the conference room, Gin and Tosen falling into step behind him. Sitting down as his two supporters sat in their own seats, he gazed over the Espada with an almost bored look as they stared back at him.
He noticed that Stark was actually awake, if not energized looking while Grimmjow was actually at a meeting for once, Ulquiorra having stuck him between him and Stark earlier. Harribel was there also, Nnoitra sneering at her and getting a bored look from the Third Espada. Szayel was shuffling through the files before him, eyes gleaming and a smile stretched wide over his lips. Baraggan, Zommari, Aaroniero and Yammy were all looking rather bored, most likely wanting to go back to what they had been doing.
“Szayel,” Aizen purred once he had been served tea, waving off the Fraccion that had done so, “you have something for us?”
“Yes, Aizen-sama,” Szayel purred, finding the projector and the projection screen, pulling it down so he could show the information up on the screen with a leering smile. “I have discovered that it is best to not go for Karakura Town. I have no doubt that the Shinigami will try to keep it safe so as per your orders I looked for a town that is much like Karakura in size, power, and population. I believe that I found a small town as such, which is near Karakura and where we did see Kurosaki last.”
“Oh? Is it really the best?” Aizen asked, raising an eyebrow as Szayel nodded his head and showed them pictures of the rather mountain like town. It was as large as their original target, and just as powerful, with or without the added power source that was Ichigo Kurosaki and his friends. The population was slightly larger than Karakura, which worked out perfectly for Aizen’s plans in the long run. It was far enough from any other town that it would take anyone daring to come to the town to get there a long while but it was still perfect since they could not get Karakura due to the Shinigami’s intervention.
“Yes, I believe that it will work just fine for what you need to complete your final plans, Aizen-sama,” Szayel purred, eyes glowing in his pleasure at the fact that he was able to find what he did. Aizen smirked and nodded his head, crossing his legs and sitting back in his seat, the Espada flushing heavily as he turned away.
“Very well. I want you to lay a very subtle connection to it so we can get to it when the time comes. When exactly is the next eclipse that we want?”
“It appears tomorrow from what I know,” Szayel said, looking to his notes and flipping through the papers to find the information that he needed.
“Very good. Ulquiorra, have you found out any information on who is with Ichigo?” Aizen asked, turning to Ulquiorra.
“No, Aizen-sama. All I have been able to discover is that they are not normal humans, seeing as they can sense me if I get too close and they tend to remove Kurosaki from anywhere public right away,” Ulquiorra stated, smoothly covering his big lie with some of the truth. “From what I have seen, they dress him up like a doll and he’s rather childlike despite having his abilities, as much as he can have them that is.”
“What makes you say that?” Gin asked, tilting his head to the side as Tosen shifted to listen to the conversation better.
“I say it because they do have a suppressor on him, somewhere. I just can’t tell where since they tend to have him clothing that covers him from neck to feet,” Ulquiorra continued. He smirked at the look of pleasure on Aizen’s face, knowing that the man would be getting a rude awakening in the next day.
“Very good. I will have to send someone to collect him while we are dealing with the shinigami that are bound to come after us when we arrive,” Aizen purred, his Espada looking varying degrees of bored and interested in the possibly easy mission. If Ichigo had the mentality of a child as it was suggested, then it would be easy to smack him down, power or not, especially if it was held back by a repressing cuff. “Now, who should I send to gather him? Who can I trust the most?” he asked, looking over his Espada with almost anticipative eyes.
“Aizen-sama, if I may make a suggestion?” Tosen piped up, looking, as such as he could, towards Aizen.
“Yes, Tosen, please do,” Aizen replied, smiling lightly at the black man.
“I would suggest either Szayel or Ulquiorra. Both of them have proven themselves to be beneficial and I know that they will do nothing but collect the young Kurosaki,” Tosen said, picking up his tea and sipping at the still warm liquid.
Aizen hummed lowly as he thought about the suggestions and nodded his head. “Very well. Szayel, you shall go gather Ichigo Kurosaki, while, Ulquiorra, you shall go with him to provide much needed back up. I have a feeling that those protectors of his will be quite strong, but they should not be too hard for you to take care of,” he stated, Ulquiorra nodding and smirking slightly to himself. He knew just where Ichigo would be and knew that he would be able to take out his target with a bit of help.
“Yes, Aizen-sama,” Ulquiorra said, finishing his tea and placing it aside. “If you will excuse me, I must prepare,” he requested, standing up and bowing to Aizen.
“Very well, Ulquiorra, you may leave. Szayel, do you have other news for us?” Aizen asked the pink haired Espada.
“No, Aizen-sama. Not at this time,” Szayel said, shaking his head as he gathered up his notes.
“Very well. Szayel and Ulquiorra go and find Ichigo, delivering him to me in one piece. Please do keep that in mind, Szayel. No experimentation’s on him,” Aizen purred, Szayel nodding his head quickly, eyes wide as he bit his bottom lip, looking down at his papers. He had a feeling that his lord would be calling him to his personal rooms once more, filling him with anticipation. Smiling lightly, Aizen stood up and waved a hand. “Everyone is dismissed.”
Turning around, he left the conference room, mind swirling with plans and thoughts. He knew that he would soon have Ichigo in his bed as the perfect, trainable pet, but he also knew that he would always keep Szayel in his bed to. The Espada wasn’t quite the mental match that he was looking for but that was fine. He knew he could train that into Ichigo too, making him just right.
Originally when he had caught Ichigo, his plans had been to keep him alive, somewhat until the moment that he would kill the boy before Isshin, ruining the man’s world in a way that would be forever shattered. But as he watched Ichigo at first move around the cell that he had been placed in and then later around the halls when he was going to or from something, he had found the quiet dignity that the young man carried with himself and set about breaking him. Repeated exposure to Kyoka Suigetsu had broken his mind in such a delightful way, but then he had been drawn away from his sweet pet to deal with the untimely deaths of Grimmjow’s Fraccion.
And then somehow, his little mentally broken doll had escaped and no one knew how, disappearing from view for nearly nine months, surges of power sending them after him only to find him gone afterwards. But now, he knew where Ichigo was, who he was with and knew just how to get him back while they also found the God Key.
Smirking, Aizen stepped into his personal offices and sat down to gaze out over his domain, eyes glowing and hogyoku glowing through the small bond that he had created over time with it. Yes, the worlds would be his very soon and he would have all that he wanted.
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