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Masquerade Between Hell and Justice	By : Karmira Category: Bleach > General Views: 3498 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Aizen, his daughter, and their prey….
Chapter 7: Family Planning in the Shadows

Standing out in the hall, Aizen waited for his right hand to join him. Soon their next piece would be in play and then his plans would be moving along nicely. As he waited, Aizen stood thinking on the information he had received today from the 4th and the 10th espadas when they'd returned with the women.

A smirk crossed his lips. "Gin Ichimaru. What have you been up to for the last 4 years, I wonder." He chuckled softly to himself. "I will know all too soon."

"Forgive me, my Lord," Azayaka said in a harsh tone that many had learned was often normal for her. "But I do not understand why you allowed one such as Gin Ichimaru to live. Even if he escaped unnoticed, should you not take his life once you find him?"

She walked into the room with a slow, meaningful gait, her shoulders pulled back, standing at her full height.

"Failed or not, he tried to kill you."

Aizen looked to his beautiful daughter. "Azayaka, my dear, Ichimaru will meet his end soon enough, but right now we have bigger plans to tend to. Do not worry about such trivial things." He stepped towards her, holding out his hand. "Did you bring what I asked for?”

"Yes, Father." Azayaka knelt down on one knee in front of her father and Lord, pulling a small box from her haori. "Just as you requested." She held the box up to him, bowing her head.

Aizen smirked and took the box from her, tucking it into the sleeve of his haori. "Such a good daughter I have." He offered his hand to help her stand once more, waiting for her to rise before asking, "Are you ready for one more strike against the naive Soul Society?"

"Always, My Lord," she said with a sneer that could only come from her father.

She turned on her heel and pulled her sword from her side. Thrusting her sword though the air, she twisted it like a key, and in the ether, two sliding doors opened. Two hell butterflies floated out around their heads.

"After you, my Lord."

Aizen stepped before his daughter and entered the Senkaimon with a wide smirk. "It has been a long time since I have traveled this gate." He kept walking as his daughter fell in behind him and the gate closed behind them….

………..

The Senkaimon opened and the two stepped out into Division One, both reiatsu concealed. "Lead the way, my dear," Aizen murmured, waving a hand. "You know where this room this better than I."

Just as always, Azayaka did as her father asked of her. No questions asked, she followed the path she had memorized months before. The halllways were a maze of twists and turns as they wound deeper and deeper into the barracks. And for a millisecond, she thought maybe she had taken a wrong turn. However before she could dwell on it, she turned again and there was the door she'd been looking for.

"Here we are, Father," she stated. "The Room of Sealing. Where Yumiko Ryouma is being held."

Aizen turned away from the door and studied the walls around them before he made any moves. One wrong move would set the barrier so that no one but those who had placed the seal could enter. Or so they believed. A smirk crossed his lips as he ran his finger down the crack of the first trick wall and the door slid open.

Turning to his daughter, he stepped into the corridor.

Azayaka slowly walked in, looking at her surroundings. And as she did, she just spotted a nearly invisible rope, hanging down from the ceiling. She pulled on it and the next section of wall lifted up with the sound of stone rubbing on stone.

Walking a few more paces, Aizen turned into the disguised open hallway and walked a little further. Seeing the next switch to release the next opening, Aizen reached into a mirror, pulling a key from it. He chuckled softly, shaking his head.

"They must have thought this would be hard to figure out. Textbook seals is all I see."

He looked to the near-transparent form, and dropped the key, letting it fall into the lock on the floor, waiting for the lock to dissolve the wall in front of them as the key melted away. The doorway was clear.

Layers of Kido wrapped this final hallway. Line upon line of silken strands, webs of spells wrapped and warped again in the surroundings. As they entered and walked toward the next wall, he ran his hand down the nearest wall. The Kido spells flashed at him and the double doors sealed them from of her world of the sealed noble.

Aizen looked to his daughter and pulled the box from his haori. He nodded as she stepped up next to him. Together, they waited for the box to soak up the kido webs and reveal the codes to break them. In unioson, they spoke the series of Kido seals woven into the entrance. A fant cerulean light filled the outline of the doors.

The final words destroyed the box and pushed the doors open.

They were in--
Seeing the young girl sitting in her prison reading, fingers moving across he page, Aizen moved ahead and stepped into the room. Sealing cuffs embraced her wrists.

"Yumiko Ryouma," Aizen called out to her in a smooth silky voice.

Yumiko raised her head. "Who's there?" She reached for Mizue and peered through the ripples that pierced the darkness of her surroundings. "I don't recognize you. Is Ukitake-san still at the door?" A moment later, she shook her head. "No, there were no flowers today. ...."

Something was different. She could sense it, but she didn't know what it was. There were two figures in her room, one male and one female. Both were strangers and powerful. But without either of her mentors there, she worried about their objective. Were they from Central? Were her seals no longer enough?

"May I ask why you are here?" she asked, placing her hands together and composing herself.

When the girl's head whipped around to look at them, Azayaka stared her down with a sharp-eyed glare. "Do not resist. You will come with us whether you want to or not. Fighting us will only end badly for you."

Aizen raised his hand to his daughter to quiet her. "I am here to free you from your bonds, Yumiko. Your sight will return and you will be free to walk out of this room into the world that you were so rudely stripped away from. Away from the ones that have held you prisoner for so many years. Free of the sealing."

He walked over to her and kneeled down before her on one knee, touching her wrists with his hands. "Would you like that, my dear?"

After those words, Yumiko couldn't stop her hands from shaking and her heart from pounding. It wasn't plausible for a good few minutes. Finally, taking a breath, she steadied her hands. "It's all I've ever wanted," she admitted, "but..." She paused and lowered her head. "Why isn't Ukitake-san or Kyoraku-san here? They said there might be consequences to finally releasing me. After all this time...."

She recalled the other voice, the harsh one, and frowned. She withdrew one of her hands from the man in front of her. Though she couldn't completely withdraw from him, drawn to the hope he offered in spite of it all. She let her voice give her courage.

"Something really is wrong... They would be here, they promised, and in the beginning, I had to be here. It was for my own safety. Who are you?" she repeated a bit more firmly than before.

Aizen sighed softly. "If you want me to go, I will. I am only here to grant you what you have always wanted. Kyoraku and Ukitake know as well as you and I that Central will never release you. They are scared of you, and when Central is scared, they will do everything in their power to destroy or seal away what it is that frightens them."

He stood from the young woman, letting her other hand slide from his as looked down at her. "But if here is where you wish to stay, until the Captain's empty words finally become fulfilled… So be it. I won't stand in your way."

Aizen turned from her and started to walk away. "Tomorrow was to be a beautiful day for you. I am sorry you will have to miss it."

As Azayaka turned to follow her father, she said over her shoulder. "Such a shame. You could be free to do as you please if you had followed my father. But here you will only die without ever seeing the beauty of the world. You will die alone without anyone knowing or caring about what they were missing. You should have accepted his invitation."

"NO, WAIT!" the words echoed around the room. Yumiko covered her mouth in surprise. She hadn't spoken out like that since her parents had left her .... had left her.... had left her.

Hiding her shaking hands in her kimono sleeves, Yumiko lifted her head towards her visitors again. "I.." she clenched her hands over the heavy cuffs and shook her head, "I want to be free. Please do what Ukitake and Kyoraku-san can't yet. I'll.....I won't be a burden again, so please...."

A smirk crossed Aizen's lips once more as he turned to the noble girl Yumiko. "And you are sure this is what you wish?"

The woman nodded her head quickly as Aizen walked over to her once more. Kneeling down on one knee again, he told her. "Give me your hands, Yumiko."

She pulled her trembling hands from her kimono sleeves and held them out for him. Taking both her wrist in his hands, he let out a soft whisper of two words, the final phrase reavealed on the box.

"Tataki Kowasu.”

Her cuffs snapped free of her wrists and now lay in Aizen's hands. He tossed them aside as they clattered against the floor. He then took her hands gently in his. "You are free to do as you please now. What is it you wish to do? I will make it happen for you."

She didn't have to think. "I want to see the sky," she said immediately. "It's been my only constant. It never ... left me." She clasped his hands. "And ... I want to talk to Mizue."

Aizen picked up her zanpakuto and handed it to her as he gently pulled her to stand with him.

"Let us go see the sky for now. It is filled with bright stars tonight and the moon is full. I will finish your unsealing there. And then you can not only see the sky with your own eyes you can share it with Mizue no Kagami." He brushed the hair back from her face as she stood before him. "I am sure you would like ever much, would you not?"

He went to step forward with her, gently holding on to her hand as she too stepped forward with him.

"I understand and thank you," she replied, holding Mizue to her chest with one hand and the kind man's with her other. "Thank you... I'm sorry, what do I call you?" She nearly stumbled on her futon but the man caught her.

Aizen swept her up in his arms bridal style. "You may call me Aizen, my dear."

He picked up his pace, his daughter falling in behind him as they left the room empty, only Yumiko's cuffs left behind.

In the next chapteer, Aizen's handiwork in Karakura is discovered… bit by bit…
I am finally returning to updating this HUGE epic of an RP for you guys. I have moved and my life is slowly becoming my own again. Expect at least weekly updates, maybe more. Depending on the size of the chapters. The next chapter has been broken up into two pieces and it is still long. Thank you for your patience.
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