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Whisper To Me	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 9092 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Title: Whisper to Me

Fandom: Bleach/Kuroshitsuji

Part: 51

Characters: Ichigo, Gin

Word count: 1,494

Warnings: nothing

AN: Yes, we learn more things about Gin. And yes, this is ALL leading up to something. Just wait for it.
And yes! In Whisper to Me 2, you will see more of our favorite characters! Promise.
Enjoy!
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Sighing softly as he ran his fingers through the end of his braid to straighten it out, Ichigo looked up and gazed at the man who had just stepped before the bars of his cell, gazing at him with slitted eyes. “So, what can I do for you?” he asked, voice soft and curious as he walked over to the tray that sat on a small pull down table. Looking over the offerings, he sighed and wished for a kitchen of his own or at least Sebastian's cooking. But he knew that the demon was preparing for what was to come, so he couldn't call for him to beg for real food.
“What was tha' powder?” Gin asked lowly, making sure that he wouldn't be heard by anyone that they didn't want to hear. He wasn't sure as to who Aizen had under his control and who he didn't, despite the fact that he was supposedly his heir.
Ichigo tilted his head and cocked an eyebrow at him. “Do you really wish to know?” he asked softly, Gin just giving him a look that gave him his answer. “I noticed that when I was fighting against you that something was off with your abilities and reiryoku, a strand of something that wasn't supposed to be there,” he hummed softly. The other male lent against the bars and narrowed his eyes. “It was in there tight, but it was coming loose, so I'm guessing that you had learned about it before I even did anything.”
“Yea, I had learned 'bout it before ya came around,” Gin admitted, nodding his head as Ichigo finally picked up the bowl of rice and chopsticks.
“My father had friends who were long ago looking into Aizen's zanpactou and what it can do. They guessed really, but they did learn how to break the hold and hypnotism over a person, thus creating that very powder. Mind you, I didn't know this until we had confirmed their suspicions. Really, it's like reishi, but it's more than that. It...it works at a base level,” Ichigo said, taking a bite of his rice, thinking of how to explain it without confusing the other man before him like Urahara had confused him when he had talked about it. “It gets into the blood stream, either by the lungs or by injection or even by drinking it in some form of liquid. By the end of all of this, the entirety of Seireitei shall be breathing the stuff in and breaking the spell held over them by Aizen's zanpactou,” he continued after he had chewed and swallowed his bite.
“So you plan on undermining him from the inside. And you knew who it was the entire time, didn't you?” Gin hissed, Ichigo shaking his head.
“No, but he was the most likely. With all of the information that was found by Urahara-san and Yoruichi-san, along with their memories, blurred as they are by Aizen's mind-fucking and time, they narrowed it down to only a few people.” Ichigo rolled his shoulders with a sigh. “We followed those people around when we first got here, my friends going around and talking with people while the rest of us continued to plan and get ready for what was to come,” he said, shaking his head. “When I felt that taint to your power, I figured that it was the hypnotism that I was feeling and took a chance with the powder. I'm glad that it did work on you and that you're free now.”
“Yes, I'm free and I do have ya to thank for that,” Gin hummed, nodding his head as Ichigo sat in his chair and ate another bite of food. “So what are ya goin' to do now?” he asked. “You know that it's gonna be ordered that you die and I have a feelin' that it's 'cause you'll end up in the way of his plans,” he drawled.
Ichigo snorted and used one finger to wipe his bottom lip. “It's because he tried ta get all of my family killed but hasn't been able to without raising suspicions. At least the family that's here at the moment,” he replied, shaking his head with a sad sigh. “He was able to get my father and two sisters unfortunately and I think he probably got my mother too when I was six.”
Gin straightened before cursing quietly under his breath. “Ya were part of the family that he wanted gone because of the amount of power they had. He worried that if you learned how to wield that power that you would become a roadblock in his plans and he does not like roadblocks.”
“Yes, I was part of that family. Luckily enough for me, my mother knew people and made sure that everything was up to date at any given time,” he sighed, running a hand over what was left of his braid before redoing it and tying it off, his bowl of rice and chopsticks balanced on his knees. “You'll hear the full story when it comes time for me to die, so don't worry about the details. Just know that I got very lucky that I ended up on a field trip out of town with the rest of my class,” he sighed, as he picked up his bowl once more.
“So things are gonna get interesting huh? Do you have any solid plans and should I keep my mouth shut about this when it comes to Yumi-kun and 'Kaku-kun?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at the smirk from Ichigo.
“I thought I noticed a well fucked glow about you,” Ichigo drawled, smirking at the other male and noting that while he didn't quite flush in the cheeks, his ears turned an interesting shade of pink. “If you think they can keep their traps shut about what is going to happen, I can tell you that it will all come to a head during my execution,” he promised.
“Ya do realize that he means to have his war, right? To find whatever it is he's lookin' for, he's gonna need a shit ton of power ta do it,” Gin drawled, Ichigo's eyes narrowing as he stood up and walked over to the little fold out table, setting his dish down onto it.
Stalking over to the bars, he lent close to Gin and hissed out, “What the fucking hell is he planning on doing? Does it have to do with his seeming obsession with Karakura Town and my family?”
Gin opened his eyes slightly and stared at him, face pulled into a serious look before he nodded once. “Karakura Town is rife with spiritual power, soaked in it for that matter. It was once home to a powerful youkai and several powerful mikos, long before those of the youkai persuasion decided to hide themselves away from the mortal eye,” he drawled. “Now days, it's walked on by thousands of people with some form of power just waiting for the right reason to spark and grow, so it becomes even more saturated. You would think a place like Tokyo would be like Karakura Town but it's not. It's because Tokyo doesn't have that familial feel that Karakura Town does, which means that it does not hold the power that it should.”
“So he needs the power that the grounds of Karakura Town holds?” Ichigo breathed, Gin nodding.
“Not just the grounds, but the buildings and the nature and the people. Everything that makes Karakura Town, Karakura,” Gin stated before standing straight and looking around once more. “Just remember, if you are unable to stop him, war will come and he will have an army behind him of his making.”
“Fuck,” Icihgo sighed, nodding his head. “I'll pass on the warning,” he promised as Gin smoothed down his kosode sleeves.
“Good. I must leave though. I have a play date planned with two certain someones,” Gin drawled, smirking before a butterfly fluttered into the room. Holding up his hand, Ichigo watching him with some curiosity evident in his eyes, he listened to the message before sighing softly. “It seems as if the play date is being pushed back for a while,” he mused, the younger male smirking.
“Just keep your mask on and you'll be fine. I have a feeling that it's about my execution to come,” Ichigo drawled, highly amused by it all. He knew what was to come and wasn't at all surprised by it, wanting it to happen. What better way to get the snake out of his hole but to lure him out of it by the promise of what he wanted but wasn't going to get.

Smirking to himself as Gin left, Ichigo chuckled softly and ran a hand over his braid once more, waiting for when their plans came to some form of fruition.
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