Disclaimer: I don't own bleach, Tite Kubo does.

I bowed respectfully at Aizen, simply nodding at the other Espada. I walked silently to my seat, pretending I didn't see the cautious stares I was getting. By the time I sat down, I felt awkward and unwanted. Aizen acted as if he didn't notice, smiling that fake creepy smile. As the meeting went on, my gaze turned to the Las Noches, which hadn't changed an inch, just like the light. There was only darkness and white sand. Since it didn't changed, I didn't know how long I had been here. Then I heard Aizen.

"You all are dismissed." He said, standing himself. "I have to work now, but I can't wait to hear the result's from Prueba dragón de's test."

I froze and my throat tightened. I should have listened. What test was he talking about?

"Ulquiorra, please go with Prueba dragón de and see how he does." Aizen added, right before exiting the room.

WTF. Why Ulquiorra of all Espada? I turned slowly to the fourth. He was a number ahead of me. Maybe that was why. It had to be him because he's the only Espada willing to do it and the lower numbers couldn't keep me on a leash if their life depended on it.

"Go prepare yourself." Ulquiorra ordered.

I stood slowly and walked back to my room. I didn't know what I was supposed to prepare for, so I simply grabbed my sword, sliding the sheath into my belt. (He's wearing Grimmjow's Clothes, by the way.) I wasn't sure where to go, so I sat stoically in my chair, nibbling on the dinner that had been brought in. An hour later, Ulquiorra walked in.

"Let's go." He said coldly.

Again, I nodded silently and followed him. He opened a Gargantua and we stepped through. I looked around once we were out. Delicate looking people walked about, none so much as glancing at us. Even the houses looked snooty.

"Where are we?" I asked.

"We are in district 4." He answered shortly, and then nodded at the children and adults, who were playing; trusting they're law's to protect them.

"Kill them." He ordered.

My throat tightened again. I desperately wanted to say no, but forced myself to nod. It was an order, and Aizen wasn't to be trifled with. Slowly I drew my blade, walking over to them. They glanced up, then fully looked at me and stared.

"I'm sorry." I whispered, and then with a clean stroke dispatched them.

Their parent's screeched with despair as they looked up from their books.

"What have you done, you monster?! I'll kill you!"" The husband yelled while the woman sobbed.

I sliced his arm and leg clean off, going through multiple organs (Like what Aizen did to him J), angry he couldn't tell I didn't want to. He gaped at me like a fish as he fell to the ground. However, it made me feel good killing him. He shouldn't have jumped to conclusions. He was weak, so I had put him out of his misery. The weak couldn't and wouldn't survive in Aizens new world.

I turned to the wife, glaring at her. That was it. The weak couldn't survive in the new world, Aizens world. I was doing them a favor. With that thought, I sliced her in half. Her stomach slipped out of her and I sighed. These poor, poor weaklings needed to die. They would go through worse if I didn't kill them. Guards started to pour out around me. I blocked a blade aimed at my chest and dodged a slice directed at my back, whipping around and slicing through him.

"You die too fast." I told them, annoyance hinted in my voice.

As more poured over the street, I started enjoying it more and more. I danced around the blades, slashing and cutting. As I dodged another blade, I felt someone nick my shoulder. I whipped around at lightning speed and slashed their arm off at the shoulder. I blocked another attack, laughing hysterically.

"Is this the best you can do?" I laughed.

They charged as one great mass and I smiled.

"It's about time." I muttered. "Reign over the frosted heavens, Hyourimaru!"

A chain formed at the end of my blade and I smiled maliciously at them. Some of them stopped dead in their tracks, staring with confusion at my blade. They seemed to mentally shrug it off; restarting their charge. They looked frightened even as they swung their blades as one at me and I couldn't help but laugh again, swinging my sword in a wide arc at them. Ice went flying at them in a wave, hitting and freezing most of them. I swung my blade again and the frozen ones shattered. The few that were left were shouting something about needing reinforcements and retreating. Just then, a hand grabbed my shoulder and threw me into a Gargantua. I fell flat on my back by the force of the push and my head spun. I grumbled angrily as I pushed myself up.

"What an annoyance." I growled at Ulquiorra.

He grabbed my shoulder again and pulled me up.

"Follow me." He ordered.

I shrugged off his hand and followed him down the hall. Halfway there I realized we were heading for the meeting room. I tensed immediately. This wasn't good.

"Shouldn't I change first? Isn't it disrespectful to see lord Aizen like this?" I asked fearfully.

"You will do." He said.

I stared at his back, wondering if he meant it. I didn't want to look like I was disrespecting Lord Aizen. I still had scars from the last time I had disrespected him.

Flash Back: I stood defiantly. I had grown enough power to win a fight against him. I had seen him sparing with Gin, and he had barely been able to keep up.

"I don't have to listen to you anymore." I told Aizen, smirking.

I launched myself at him and he effortlessly dodged, slashing at me. I twisted in the air, dodging. I met his blade head on, turning the battle into one of brute force. Just as I thought he showed signs of strain, he grabbed his blade with his second hand and pushed, wearing a bored expression. I went flying into the wall, hitting my head hard. Everything was fuzzy as he walked up to me and shook his head as if disappointed. He then brought up his foot and kicked me. I hit the wall again and couldn't stop myself from blacking out.

I woke up strapped to a table, a thin cloth covering my face.

Panic swelled in my chest, but I refused to beg for his mercy. That's when I felt the water hit my face. It was a slow trickle, and I managed to breathe shallowly for about 3 minutes before I felt like I couldn't breathe anymore. My survival instincts instantly kicked in and I flailed around fearfully, struggling with all my might. I distantly heard something pop and snap. Then, it stopped and the rag was ripped off my face. I sucked in the air, my lungs begging for me to get more air faster, though it was impossible. Aizen leaned over so I was staring into his eyes.

"Think of this whenever you want to oppose me." He said smoothly. The binds were undone and I was flipped over. My soaking shirt was then ripped off and the heated brand was pressed into my spine. 'A' was burnt into me, marking me as Aizens. End of flash back

I shuddered remembering the memory; my brand throbbing. I distantly wondered if the others were branded to, but dismissed it. Ulquiorra stopped in front of me.

"We are here." He stated emotionlessly.

Ulquiorra opened the door to reveal all the Espada and Aizen, Gin faithfully at his side. I feared torture. I probably was going to be counted as disrespecting Aizen, considering I was still covered in blood. Nnoitra cracked a smile at me. Aizen smile was wider than usual. Over-all, the mood was joyous. I was beyond terrified because of it.

"Enjoy yourself?" Aizen asked expectantly.

I didn't know how to answer, so I just nodded. Ulquiorra went to his seat and I stood there a moment, uncomfortable with the thought of sitting in this room looking like I did with lord Aizen.

"It's good to see you enjoyed yourself." Aizen said, and I inwardly sighed with relief.

"Sir, may I change?" I asked nervously.

"You may go, all of you." Aizen said easily, dismissing us.

I left hurriedly, heading straight to my room. I pulled the bloodied clothes off, stepping into the shower. I scrubbed myself vigorously, trying to get off the blood that remained in my mind. But I couldn't scrub off the deaths I had caused. I sighed, giving up. I was pink and my skin probably couldn't get cleaner. I pulled on fresh clothes and went to bed.

"Captain, come drink with me!" A tall, busty woman called.

She stood at a door. "I have to stay and do your paperwork. And I still don't drink." I told her, glancing at the unfinished large stack.

"Bye Captain!" She called, leaving. [Environment Change]

"MATSUMOTO!" I screamed as she ran off giggling. [Environment Change]

Aizen stood in shock, bring his hand up to touch Hyourimaru. I blinked, just an innocent act of the eyes, and suddenly a girl stood impaled on my blade. Rage washed through me as I floated down.

"Shiro-chan….Why?" She asked.

Rage and pain was all I felt as I charged Aizen. He lifted his blade and slashed through me. I fell to the ground with a thump.

'Why?' I thought helplessly.

Pain washed through me in waves and darkness ate at my vision. Aizen slashed at these strangers, but my emotions were strong. I needed to help them. I needed to move.

I shot straight up, covered in a cold sweat. I was panting heavily and my heart sped through its beats, skipping some. I took several deep, calming breathes. I needed to go for a walk. I stood, straightening my clothes, and walked casually out of my room towards Aizen's chambers. I needed to leave Hueco Mundo for a bit, clear my mind. I knocked softly on his door.

"Come in." Came the muffled reply.

I opened the door to find Aizen sitting in his chair, Gin standing to his side. The generals were there to and I bowed in apology. I had obviously interrupted something.

"Sir, I came to ask for temporary leave." I said calmly.

He nodded, but his mind was else ware. He seemed distracted. That was odd.

"Your leave is granted." He replied.

I walked out of the room and to the garden (That's what the other Espada called some dead silver trees that followed a trail to a Zen garden) before opening a Gargantua and stepping through. I found myself in district 79, one of the most dangerous. Untroubled, I walked through easily, barely glancing at the so called threats. I restrained my spiritual pressure. I was in no mood to fight at the moment; I just wanted a relaxing walk. I also didn't want to meet any Shinigami at the moment. They were tougher than the guards by far. I wondered through the districts, following a gut feeling, until I found myself in front of a small house. I cocked my head, confused. Why was I here?

This place wasn't familiar in the least. I shrugged it off and hopped up onto the porch, knocking lightly on the door. The door slowly opened to reveal a small elderly woman. Her eyes widened comically as she looked over me, her gaze stopping briefly on the hole in my chest, and then finally looking at my face. "Toshiro, it's you!" She gasped. I looked behind me, searching for this 'Toshiro' person, but found I was the only person on her porch. "Are you talking to me?" I asked her, raising an eyebrow.

A/N: Hey all! Having a major writers block moment, so sorry for the extremely late update. This stuff is hard. :/

I probably deserve any flaming I get, so feel free.

Hope you enjoyed it (Or you should stop reading it), and can't wait to get my next chapter out.