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The enemy of my enemy	By : ScarlotteOHara Category: Bleach > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 2395 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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He was having to re think his definition of trash, he had previously been under the impression that everyone who was weaker, less powerful than he was trash; now he was thinking it didn't seem to matter. What he had seen and witnessed was significant enough in his mind to change his opinion of the situation he now found himself in. He wondered why he of all people had been left behind like the trash he so despised; he certainly had done nothing to earn it being the always loyal soldier he was; even if he had been asked to do things that turned his stomach. His large emerald eyes swept the landscape, it had truly been destroyed and now resembled a deserted city full of broken up slabs of what used to be buildings and motionless cars; peppered with a few standing buildings here and there. He was on the outskirts of it currently, standing on top of a car surveying the broken city. Sighing in discontent he folded his wings and crossed his arms as his intelligent eyes took in the dropping sun's rays as he remembered the last time he had seen a sunset so beautiful.

Aizen had sent him to get Orihime and Sado yet instead he was stopped as he was moving toward them, he felt himself pulled to the ground in a swirl of pink and looking up was met with a sight he could only describe as intensely beautiful. He could make out a figure in a captain's haori his black uniform swirling underneath it, his porcelain hand resting on the hilt of his zanpaktou and he was unable to see his face as behind him red, yellow, orange and pink streaks from the setting sun obscured his view. The man approached him as he stood up, readying himself to fight.

"Espada" he said, his voice a velvety roll off his tongue "I am afraid I will have to stop you here."As the man stepped into view he finally was able to see his face, and sucked in a breath at the face whose slate grey eyes were locked with his bright green ones. His fine raven hair billowing around his angular face, his thin pink lips in a hard line, his eyes hard and determined; yet he was certain he had never seen a more beautiful sight. Introductions were quickly made as to name and rank, and to his credit the man had not so much as flinched when he revealed his name and rank, only to find that he was facing the captain of the sixth squad, Byakuya Kuchiki. He had never been one to think much of anyone he deemed beneath him but he would grant that this man surpassed him in one thing alone, sheer beauty; the captain appeared delicate and finely made but their battle would prove him a hardened warrior with a will of steel.

Their battle proved more difficult than he had thought, he had gravely underestimated his enemy and had suffered several bad wounds, they were however nothing compared to the damage he had dealt the raven haired captain. He was loathe to admit it but he had hated having to use his strength against the man in such a fashion and had purposefully tried to avoid hurting him too badly, simply using methods he knew to injure the opponent so they would be rendered unable to fight. Unfortunately his opponent was at captain level and just as he would have normally hoped from an opponent caught onto his plan quickly. Blow after blow clashed as their swords rang out their cries of meeting as metal on metal rose through the thick air. Jumping back he had slowly come to the conclusion that his opponent would only be taken down by a mortal injury or death, funny that he would be the one to have qualms about killing someone lower than him, someone he normally would say was trash. Yet here, this man, he held himself with grace and poise, his movements fluid and sure, his eyes sharp and intelligent; no there was nothing about this man that could even be considered trash. Why was he thinking like this? He was the enemy, trash, he was fighting against Lord Aizen, he had to be disposed of; he would not let lustful thoughts distract him from his mission. He ground his teeth with unhappiness and simply hoped the man would survive the attack as he called upon his released form.

Defeated but not after harming him he left Byakuya Kuchiki laying in the mud and rubble, he had rolled him over onto his back so his handsome face wasn't defiled and had bandaged up his wounds before he went to get the human healer. Limping and wincing due to his own injuries he worked on the wounded man determined not to let him man had held his own and it made him respect him even more, his words had moved him.

"What man ever won the love of the people by force? You think you are fighting for something when all you are fighting for is to have him tell you what to do. You are not truly free, and in fact as more oppressed than you have ever been." He said in a soft, tired voice that somehow managed to be full of vindication and truth. At the time he had scoffed at the notion and as the man, who was barely able to stand without clutching his sword regretfully he took one final swing and brought him down. Standing over the captain after wrapping his wounds he stepped back and looked down at the beautiful face.

"Live Byakuya Kuchiki, so that we may meet again."

He had gotten the girl, Orihime Inoue then and taken her to Aizen, stood by as she and the tall dark haired giant of a man were killed. Stood by a frantic Ichigo as he pleaded and cried for his quincy friend as the man was brutally tortured and raped by those two generals. His stomach had turned and threatened to empty so he had to steel himself against the sight and looked without seeing. How long would it be before it was him or the others? His answer came quicker than anticipated when Aizen and his generals had left the espada who had worked so hard for them for dead, he opened the gargantua, marched his new slaves through and closed it leaving people behind and not caring.

His big green eyes blinked as his emotionless face soaked in the feeling of someone nearby, someone he knew; he only hoped he have to kill them when he came face to face with them.

you can find me on fanfiction scarlotte O' hara or just search for the same title. I have more chapters up there as I get more feedback on that site. I also have more works and some one shots up there!
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