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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: 52

Characters: Taichos of the Gotei 13

Word count: 1,299

Warnings: nothing

AN: Ooh, looks like things are heating up! *cackles*
So this is late because Monday was spent sleeping. Hospital visits are fun...not. But I hope you still enjoy this chapter, all.
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Yamamoto gazed around the taichos that were standing before him, standing in two lines, evenly split into two groups. He had gotten the expected notification of execution for the one that was known as Ichigo, the young male that was currently sitting in his cell, waiting for the very same order that he had known would come, to come. It was amazing just what his grandchild knew what was going to happen and just how he had worked around it.
“Silence,” he called out, calling a halt to the quiet conversations going on around them to come to a halt. He ran his eyes over those who turned to look at him and frowned heavily when he saw the way Gin Ichimaru was standing, not smiling for once, but instead frowning slightly to himself as he gazed at something that only he could see. “I have the decision as to what we are to do with the Ryoka's,” he stated once he had the full attention of the taichos of the Gotei 13.
“Sir?” Shunsui asked, raising an eyebrow in curiosity at the man who had been his teacher at one time. He had a feeling, based mostly on what Jushiro had told him after his fight against the young man and his own gut that something big was going on.
“We have much to discuss today. Much to go over,” Yamamoto hummed, tapping his fingers on the curled end of his zanpactou, watching everyone carefully. Most looked worried, while a couple looked as if they could care less as to what was going on. Aizen though looked rather...content. It made several flags rise up in his head, making him wonder just what was going to happen and how it would happen.
“What are they going to do with the prisoners?” Soi-Fon asked, crossing her arms as she narrowed black eyes slightly at the thought of the ryoka that they had found. She hadn't liked the way they had ignored her or just smirked at her when she had gone to talk with them. And since she hadn't been allowed to do anything but talk with them or try to intimidate them, she hadn't been able to get shit from them.
Especially the last brat who had just told her that her eyes were rather blind to things no matter how much she saw.
“The three known as Orihime, Sado, and Uryu have a different punishment then the one known as Ichigo,” Yamamoto stated, watching as his taichos murmured to each other at that fact. Sitting up straighter, he pressed his lips together before sweeping his eyes over the others once more. “The first three ryoka shall have their powers bound if at all possible and their memories removed. I don't think that they can have their powers bound though but we are to try without killing them. After that, they will be placed back into their homes and allowed to believe that nothing has changed. Their memories of their relationship with each other is so ingrained though that we will not remove them but instead just change them to fit to their surroundings.”
“Why are we doing this?” Shunsui asked, frowning heavily at the sou-taicho, reaching up to tug his hat down over his face a bit more. He wasn't liking what he was hearing at the moment and it showed in the set and tenseness of his shoulders. Jūshirō pressed against his side in understanding, eyes dark with his own distaste of what was going on.
“It is better if they have their memories removed instead of executed!” Yamamoto yelled, slamming his caned zanpactou down onto the floor with a hard hit, making every taicho fall silent. “They will continue to live and be watched from afar and that is all there is to it.”
“Very well,” Jūshirō hummed, nodding his head with a frown on his lips. “What are we to do with the one named Ichigo?” he asked, shifting to press his side against Shunsui's shoulder, eyes shuttered as he slowly gazed around, unsurprised that even Gin looked uncharacteristically serious about what was going on. Of the two who seemed to be smiling, only Mayuri didn't surprise him. But Aizen did. Which got his mind thinking about what he had been told before by the young Ichigo.
Yamamoto sighed softly, looking as if there was a heavy weight pressing down upon him, his old eyes dark as he gazed over the gathered taichos. “The Central 46 has demanded that he be executed.”
“What!?” came the outcry from most of the taichos before him, making him wince mentally at the cry of outrage. iMayuri looked to be already dreaming of what he could do to the boy's body while Aizen had quickly arranged his face into one of indifference.
“How is the execution to be carried out?” Aizen asked, speaking for the first time since the meeting started.

“He shall be executed by the Sokyoku. He shall be transferred to the Senzaikyu until the time of his execution,” he stated, feeling the flinch from the taichos before him. “He is being prepared right now to be moved. Once he is moved, he shall have twenty-four hours to make any last requests and to tell us how he received the powers of a Shinigami. And who the others he was seen with are.”
“And if he doesn't tell us?” Soi-Fon asked, raising an eyebrow at the sou-taicho, almost eager for the opportunity to get to really get her claws into the smirking male. She found that it was amazingly easy to hate the young man, feeling that he was somehow mocking her.
“Then we do not get the answers that we are looking for from him. We will get those answers elsewhere if need be,” Yamamoto stated, eyes narrowing slightly at Mayuri and then at Soi-Fon. “And that is my last decision. Not even the Central 46 has the say so in this. I have sole discretion over this fact so do not try to circumvent my decision otherwise you shall find yourself in quite a bit of trouble,” he warned, voice firm. “For now, you are all dismissed. Go to your divisions, tell them what is happening and what will happen in twenty-four hours time.”
“Yes, sou-taicho,” the group responded before leaving, breaking off into pairs in some cases, all of them heading to their divisions. Only three of the taichos, including the sou-taicho himself, saw Aizen Souske's small, smug smile as he left, trying to look placid and unaffected with what was going on. Jūshirō and Shunsui shared a look and promised themselves that they would speak with their taicho and teacher about what was going on.
“There's more going on than what we are seeing,” Jūshirō breathed out once they had gotten far enough away from the rest of the taichos.
“Of course there is. We'll just need to figure it out. Though did you see our dear Gin's face? He looked rather upset about something or another,” Shunsui drawled, shaking his head with a smile dancing upon his lips. “We'll figure it out eventually I have a feeling.”
“If not today, then in the next twenty-four hours,” Jūshirō chuckled, leading his lover back to their divisions, bounding over roofs and heading to do their jobs. All of the taichos were either looking forward to the next day for the execution or they were all wondering just what was going on in their world that a young male, just barely in his adult years, would be sent to his final death by the Central 46.
While yet another could taste the power to come that was his due.
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