You said you loved me. You lied. You promised to be there for me. You lied. You said you would protect me. You lied. You lied to me Kurosaki Ichigo. And I still love you for it.

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The sickening sound of bone slamming against rock echoed through the small room. More blood decorated the walls and the floor. Bits and flesh and bone were scattered around. The abused body almost void of life. The only thing that gave it away was the small twitches and the weak, barely there breathing.

"Hm…I think your ready now, Toushirou."

Aizen grinned.

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Ichigo paced back and fourth inside his office, mind at work. Matsumoto sat on his couch, hands in her lap, a worried look on her face. "You know Ichigo; you'll end up making a ditch in the middle of your office if you keep pacing like that."

Ichigo stopped and glared at the vice-captain.

"She's right." yawned Renji.

His glare now pointed towards the red-head.

A few minutes passed.

He started pacing again.

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It hurt him to move. Black dots swam in his vision. Hitsugaya inched towards the corner of his cell and curled up. Arms hugging himself, legs brought up as his broken bones would let.

He fell unconscious, blood swirling around his beaten body.

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"Toushirou…"

His inner world was dying. The snow was melting, the ice breaking. Things did not look good.

"Hyorinmaru…" whispered the boy.

Hyorinmaru lay behind Hitsugaya, body wrapped around his wielder. "Hyorinmaru, what's happening?"

"…"

"Hyor—"

"You're dying, Toushirou."

"Hyorinmaru…I'm sorry."

"Well, isn't this touching?" grinned Aizen. Both Hyorinmaru and Hitsugaya whirled around in shock.

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Here I am, in my inner world. Everything is melting, turning into black nothingness, the ice and snow cracking into bits. Melting into water.

Hyorinmaru is here, wrapped protectively around me. His ruby eyes are now dull and almost colourless. He holds his wings at an odd angle, as if it pains him to even move them.

I sit here in the melting snow, pressed up against him.

A stray tear rolls down my cheek. My inner world is being destroyed. Not by me, but by someone entirely different.

Aizen.

I can't stop him, for I am weak. I can barely breathe let alone move. He's destroying my only escape from reality.

I fear for my zanpakuto. "Hyorinmaru…" I whisper.

He curls around me tighter, blocking my view of the melting snow. "Hyorinmaru, what's happening?

"…"

"Hyor—"

"You're dying, Toushirou"

"Hyorinmaru…I'm sorry."

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"I'm sorry to break this up, but Toushirou, I don't think where done for the day."

Hyorinmaru snarled.

"Well then, let's have some fun."

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Aizen twisted them into nightmares. Cherished memories, destroyed. The first he used, was that one clear fall night, when Hitsugaya and Ichigo had first spent some real time together. He twisted it painfully.

Nightmare:

Hitsugaya held Hyorinmaru, blood covering the blade. Ichigo lay face down, in a pool of his own blood.

A scream.

More blood.

"Toushirou!"

He killed all of them. Every single one. All the people he cared about, the ones he loved.

End Nightmare.

"STOP!" screamed Hitsugaya. Aizen just grinned down at him.

"Not quite yet, love."

The night dragged on, the nightmare attacking the poor boys mind.

Nightmare:

He retuned to the fifth division, covered head to toe in blood. Blood that didn't belong to him.

"Good, you've returned," said Aizen "You killed them all, yes?"

"Hai, Aizen-sama."

"That's a good boy," He kissed the prodigy's forehead "Now go wait in my quarters, I'll be there in a few."

"Hai."

End Nightmare.

"YOU PERVERTED BASTARD!!"

"You think so?" he chuckled. "Well that's all for today. I'll see you tomorrow, love."

Hitsugaya watched him leave his cell. Once he had left, he dragged himself to a corner of his cell and quickly fell asleep.

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Fire.

He brought fire. He brought smoke. He brought heat. I watched, helpless to do anything. Tears run faster down my cheeks. Hyorinmaru bring his head closer. His eyes are closed, breathing ragged. I struggle to wrap my arms around his neck. I place my bloodied hand on his snout. One eye cracks open, staring at me.

"Don't be afraid, Toushirou."

My hand tightens into a fist. I lay my head down on his powerful neck.

I can feel the heat reach for my back. Hyorinmaru shifts his body, so I'm protected from the flames. I choke back a sob.

"Hyorinmaru…what will happen to you?"

Silence.

The dragon opened his eyes once again, looking, staring.

He takes in a breath, about to answer. But before he could, I feel strong hard hands grab me.

"Which memories shall we watch this time Toushirou?"

Darkness starts to form around my vision.

"Seal them away! Seal them away…no…destroy them! Hyorinmaru!"

The last thing I could hear was a dragon's lonely cry.

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"THAT'S IT!!" shrieked Ichigo. After a night of pacing, he had finally come up with an idea. "I'm going to go save Toushirou!"

"BAKA! It took you ALL fucking night to think of that?!" yelled Renji.

"Shut up! Both of you idiots!" cried Rukia.

"Perfect!" grinned Matsumoto, "I already got the team together, the one we're taking with us!"

"Eh?"

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"What's this?" Aizen looked down at Hitsugaya. The small boy shook with fright. Tears rolled down his thin, malnourished cheeks. Whimpers wiggled their way out from his lips.

He touched one finger to the frightened child's forehead. Nothing.

"Smart move Toushirou. You'd go as far as destroying your own memories?"

From the sight in front of him now, the answer was most definitely, 'yes'.

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OMG I hate this chapter. I promise I'll make the next one better!