[31][Bleach] The deed is done

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Title: The deed is done

Theme: 31, 'I am guilty of it all'
Series: Bleach
Characters/Pairing: Aizen Sousuke, Ichimaru Gin; mentions of Tousen Kaname and Gin/Rangiku
Rating: PG+
Note: This is intended as a prequel of sorts to 'Betrayal'. Hope you enjoy, and hope this clears up somethings...

 

Ichimaru Gin bowed his head in subservience, the silver strands falling easily from his scalp.

"So, the walls have been breached? This is an interesting developement, Gin." Aizen lolled his head ever so slightly to the side as he took in his second's information.
"Are you sure all this information is correct? I would hate for this to be a false alarm or even worse; that we would underestimate their attack. That would be terrible." His tone remained calm as he gazed at his subordinate.

"Indeed it would, Aizen." Again, the silvery head dipped low in subservience, its owner's voice strangely austere. "Howev'r, as far as I know, there's 'nly a couple dozen seated officers. Perhaps as 'n forward attack." Gin popped his trademark grin at his commander, his subservient facade still raised.

"Very well then." Aizen appeared to jerk back to attention, his posture no longer slumped to one side as he sat up. "Tell the second group that they can attack the intruders. I might watch the battle from the surveillance room. I assume that Tousen has been told of this development?" He rose from his throne, slowly descending from it towards his vice-captain.

"No," Gin similarly rose, meeting Aizen and his gaze, "he hasn't." The snaky man's eyes flicked open, their blood red reflecting the scene in front of him as the traitor of Soul Society crumpled back onto his throne. "Tousen was rath'r busy when I left him," he grinned, eye not visible anymore as they curled up, "an' it looks as if you'll be too f'r a while."

There was a swishing, slithering sound as Gin pulled back; Shinsou sheathed as his eyes were, though his gaze swept over the regal setting in front of him and his zanpakuto did not.

"So sorry I won' be able to help ya wi' that, I've got a someone ta meet. Even if it 'tis jus' outside a bit." He lingered a while, eyes looking at the wonderous beauty of marred pure white before he strode off to the doors, scuffles and shouts faintly heard through them, red searching for blue.