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"(Y/N). Please stay." (Y/N)'s feet froze when she heard her supervisor call her back.
She turned slowly, looking up at Aizen. She highly respected him, however, she hated it when his orders weren't the same as her wishes.
He lounged sideways on his white throne, looking down at her with a kingly gaze.

"I'd rather you don't go on this mission."
"Why not?" She asked quickly, her mouth was set in a frown. Clearly, she was not happy with this decision.
"I don't need to give you a reason. I wish you to go back to your quarters. You're not needed today." Aizen said, slightly quicker than usual, not meeting her questionable gaze.
Her grip tightened on her sword hilt and she turned on her heel, heading back.
(Y/N) wouldn't even try protesting again. She wanted to go fight, even if betraying his orders killed her.
She had a enemy, that she dearly wanted to get rid of, and she didn't care if Aizen tried to stop her or not as long as she got rid of her enemy.

Her footsteps echoed around the hall as she left, every sound making Aizen feel like he was being stabbed.
He didn't like her attitude, or her being sad from his orders. Yet, he felt wary. Aizen would have to be careful with her, she was a hotheaded girl, with a mind of her own entirely.


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"Shh Aiko!" Said (Y/N) harshly, her index finger flying to her lips as her other hand clamped around her friends mouth.
He frowned, pushing away her hand. His other hand gently caught hers, his finger rubbing her palm. It was a familiar feeling to her, he usually did it to calm her down, and it usually worked.
"(Y/N), It's best if you don't disobey Aizen."
"Tch, I'll be fine, I'm his favorite!" She bragged jokingly, pulling her hand away and snatching her sword from her desk.

(Y/N) briskly walked out and down the hall, getting ready to go to the real world.
The image before her split and she walked through it into her destination.

She walked forwards proudly, ready to face her opponent head on.
Her fingers gripped her sword in the hilt, the strong feeling of the cold iron making her breathe easier.
Last time she'd faced her opponent, he'd beat her mercilessly.

His familiar blueish black hair caught her eye as he walked in the streets below.
The young man's name was Kioshi, a fairly strong Shinigami.
She landed a mere yard before him, her sword already drawn and her face set in a determined look.

Kioshi turned to face her, his face puzzled before it took on a evil look. "You've finally come, I thought you got scared from our last encounter."
(Y/N)'s eyes narrowed and she only yelled in fury, running forwards, her sword pointed straight at him.
Of course, he dodged it with ease, smacking her sword away as well with his.
"I didn't get scared, I only got angry." She huffed, jumping backwards and taking a battle stance.
Kioshi's long hair whipped around him. She could actually hear is teeth grinding together at the frustration he hadn't killed her yet.
Neither knew why they hated each other so badly, in fact, they just figured they could stand that they had the same power level.

She started to twirl, her eyes narrowed and her sword elongating.
However, a hand wrapped around her waist tightly, making her gasp loudly. Another hand grasped her sword hand, twisting it, making her drop her weapon onto the road.
(Y/N) eye twitched, knowing exactly who stood behind her, blowing hot breath on her neck.
"What did I tell you?"
"You're not needed today." She said irritably. "It seems that you need to be disciplined.." Aizen said, his voice low and sultry.

He let go of her quickly, his absent cold grip making her tingle.
His footsteps echoed around the street, walking evenly towards Kioshi. His look was pained slightly, not knowing the person who stood before him, showing a look of emotionless loathing.
His green eyes were wide, pulling his sword back into it's sheath.
"Who are you?" Kioshi asked Aizen, tilting his head back to try to look down on him.
Aizen was not impressed and a slight devious smile played his lips s the wind blew the strand of hair in his face.

"I apologize for my Espada's rash actions, she will not be challenging you anymore.." His voice trailed off as his brown eyes flickered back to (Y/N)'s paranoid expression.
"Let's go, (Y/N )." He said, turning and snatching her hand, ignoring the protests of Kioshi.

When they got through the portal, his hands planted themselves on her shoulders, pushing her against the wall harshly.
His face was mere inches from hers, his eyes narrowed.
(Y/N) sucked in a deep breath, surprised by her supervisors close proximity.
"A-Aizen?"
His eyes were more evil. Also, his lustful expression was making her highly uncomfortable.
"I do hate it when you disobey me, (Y/N)." He said lowly, his cold hands making their way to her cheeks, holding them like they were made of china.
Her eyes were wide. She'd never seen the emotionless Aizen act this way, ever.
"I had to." She said, sticking to her guns.
"As much as I dislike to say, I detest your obsession with him. Let. Him. Go."
"No! I-I...... He's my enemy! I have to defeat him!" She said loudly, then remembering she should act reverence around Aizen, always.

Her vision shook and she leaned forwards slightly, feeling his reiatsu increase, making her knees go weak.
Aizen chuckled lowly, running his hands through her hair. "...You know, of all the Espadas, I'd have to say your my favorite. Strong willed, and beautiful."
(Y/N) gritted her teeth. That was it, she wasn't going to take this anymore. Aizen Sousuke was horrible, and she wasn't going to take another order from him.
Her fingers fumbled for her sword, pulling it out as soon as his reiatsu decreased.
It was positioned at his chin, her eyes narrowed and her chest heaving. (Y/N) felt scared, yes, Aizen was the only kind of family she'd ever known, but he was too much for her.
His expression stayed the same. Cold and calculating.

"(Y/N)!"
"Aiko!" Her eyes were wide, seeing her best friend.... seeing her turn on their supervisor.

"What are you doing?"
Aiko asked, running to Aizen's side, his hand at the hilt of his sword.

(Y/N) felt sweat run down her neck.
What was she going to do? Up against the best Shinigami and one of the best Espada.
"Aiko, if you know what's best for you, join my side. Aizen is too controlling, we shouldn't be under the control of aShinigami." She said, her words making Aizen's face turn slightly sad.
Aiko looked at Aizen for a moment, before looking back at her.
She extended her hand, wanting him to take it.

Aiko reached out his, set and ready.
His hand grasped hers, standing next to her protectively.
However, in a flash, (Y/N) was holding a hand, with nothing attached to it. Her eyes were wide and horrorfied, seeing her best friend getting chopped to pieces by Aizen's fast sword.

"NO!" Her voice rang out, making her own head ache.
Aizen turned to her, blood spattered across his white coat. Her slackened grasp made her drop the hand to the floor, hearing it's loud sickly wet thump.

Her blood soaked hand pushed against his chest harshly as she felt him knock her blade to the floor and kick her feet out from under her.
She collapsed to the ground, silent as the grave.
"That was only part one of your punishment."

Before she could react, she felt him pull her into a rough kiss, his hands clinging at hr shoulders.
Aizen tried to deepen the kiss, his fingertips digging into her arms.
She declined however, whole heartedly.
He broke away, wiping his mouth, a look of want on his face.
"I guess you just don't understand my actions... I guess you've never ever noticed the looks I've given you. Over the many years since I met you... I've fallen hopelessly in love... But you were such a hot wire you never noticed my feelings for you. Though, I wonder, will you ever return them?"

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" (Y/N) suddenly screamed, realizing just how scary her situation was becoming, her voice cracking at the end.

Aizen chuckled, his grip firm on her wrist, turning it clockwise.
"I guess no then, well, I guess I have to work with you alittle longer than. If I just turned alittle bit more.. I could easily snap this wrist of yours." He whispered. turning it slightly further.
Tears welled up at the corner of her eyes and a small sob slipped out. "Oh? Are you finally scared into submission?"

"N-No. I'll fight you. I'll figure out, and I'll kill you." (Y/N) muttered, looking away from him as she felt his lips caress her cheek.

"No one stands on the top of the world. Not you, not me, not even gods. But the unbearable vacancy of the throne in the sky is over. From now on...I will be sitting on it, and you'll have a place beside me for eternity."
His voice filled her mind, her heart plummeting as she came to realize that if she ran or if she disobeyed him, she'd be struck down in seconds.


She'd have no choice... but to obey him.

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I will make you love me, no matter what.