He was in Hueco Mundo, running through enemies territory and trying to get his friend Inoue back.

She's been with him, just now, but than this Arrancar with brown wavy hair appeared and took her away again.

Ichigo growled deep in his throat. He would be back in Las Noches any moment.

When he finally came there, Aizen was about to leave to the living world.

"Wait!"

The teen yelled at him and the man who betrayed Soul Society turned back to look at him.

"It's been a while, ryoka boy. Don't try, your attempts to stop me are futile."

Inoue stood beside the young Shinigami, looking at him worriedly as the orange head let his head sink low, hiding his eyes.

"Kurosaki...kun?"

"I know it."

Aizen raised an eyebrow and stepped back into the halls of his fortress, curiosity getting the better of him. What was going on in the boys mind?

Ichigo couldn't believe his own mind, he was facing the cause of this whole stupid war.

He could end it here and now, or at least try to. So why would his body not move? Why was his heart beating like he ran a marathon?

'Fuck!'

Ichigo knew. He knew he couldn't fight Aizen, because his heart wouldn't let him.

That day in Soul Society when they first met, Ichigo thought of the man almost every day.

That man, who almost cut him in half with a single move of one finger.

That man, floating above them towards Hueco Mundo, looking like a god.

It was death for Ichigo, in more than one way.

He knew, if he'd cast away the feelings he had and kill every single enemy, his heart would die.

If he'd let his heart interfere, his soul would be eliminated in the battle.

Ichigo thought about it many times and he found only one possible way to save what he cherished.

Now was the time he had to move.

"Aizen. Can we talk, somewhere alone?"

The want-to-be god hummed a sly smile playing on his lips.

"An hour more or less, to end the world you know, won't do any harm, I suppose. Come with me, ryoka boy."

Aizen stepped down the stairs and walked past Ichigo and Inoue, not waiting for the boy to follow him.

Inoue looked at Aizen, than at Ichigo.

"Kurosaki-kun..."

The boy gave Inoue a short look, something shining in his eyes that Inoue couldn't comprehend.

"Please, wait here Inoue. I will bring everything to an end."

Than he followed Aizen, through the halls.

They reached a corridor with a single door at the head end of it.

"These are my private chambers. No one will interfere here."

Aizen opened the door and let Ichigo enter first. When he himself came in and closed the door behind him, Ichigo was standing before him, showing him his backside.

"So, ryoka boy. What is it that you wanted to talk about?"

"I have a name and you know it. So would you please stop calling me ryoka boy?"

"Fine. Kurosaki-san."

Ichigo turned to his enemy, a fire burning in his eyes, hotter than Ryuujin Jakka.

"What? What can I do, that you will let Inoue go and stay away from my hometown?"

Aizen moved over to the huge couch centered in his room.

"You don't need to worry about the girl, I don't need her anymore, so she may leave whenever she wants to. That leaves Karakura Town."

The man fixed his brown orbs on Ichigo, taking in his entire form.

"I think you didn't come at me, without a plan in your mind. So what are you planning on offering me, so I wouldn't harm your precious little city."

Ichigo looked aside, a blush spreading on his face.

"You could have killed me back there, if you really had tried to. I don't know why you didn't, but I know why I either can't kill you."

The young Shinigami closed up to the older man, sat down onto his lap and placed a chaste kiss on his lips.

"I beg you, don't destroy Karakura. I will give you my loyalty and anything else you want in exchange."

Now even Aizens eyes were laughing at the boy, as he asked.

"What makes you think I would agree to this offer?"

"You like me. You wouldn't kill me, nor would you let any Espada do so. I noticed, every time when Grimmjow would have send the final blow at me someone, let it be Tousen or Ulquiorra, would come and stop him. When Ulquiorra blew a hole inside me, you let Inoue unguarded on purpose, so Grimmjow would take her and heal me, right?"

Aizen chuckled lowly, taking Ichigos chin in his hand.

"You're getting over your head, Kurosaki-san."

Now it was Ichigos time to smile. He rubbed his semi-hard arousal against the others crotch.

"So if I am wrong, why are you getting harder, the longer I sit here?"

Aizens smile fell off his face like leaves from a tree in autumn.

"If you really want to convince me, than you should do your best."

Ichigo blushed again, before he got off of Aizen and slowly removed every piece of his Shihakusho, in front of the man, who than pointed at the bed next to the couch.

The orange head sat down on it, unsure of what to do.

"Play with yourself. I want to see that you mean it."

Ichigo gulped, he had fantasized about it many times, that Aizen would watch him while he pleasured himself. Still it felt embarrassing for it to really happen.

He crawled to the center of the bed, made himself comfortable, with leaning against a pile of pillows and spreading his legs, so Aizen could see him perfectly.

Slowly he began to pump his member, coating it in pre-cum that flowed from the tip, soft moans dribbled from his lips as his pace got faster.

Ichigo coated two fingers of his free hand in saliva, circling around his hole with the middle finger, before he pushed the two digits inside.

"Mhhh...A...Aizen!"

Soon he found his prostate, brushing several times against it and sending waves of pleasure through his system. It felt so good, but it wasn't enough. The man he lusted for was mere inches away from him. He wanted, no needed to feel him inside.

Ichigo raised from the bed and crawled off it, towards Aizen, who had his head rested in his hand, while he watched the young man with interest.

The orange head sat between his legs now, fumbling with his Hakama. When he finally got them off and found what he was looking for, the boy didn't hesitate but swallow his erection from tip to base.

Aizen grunted in surprise, the moist cavern around his flesh felt so hot. He couldn't believe how experienced the orange head swirled his tongue around, finding every sensitive spot and making him want to buck his hips to get deeper into his mouth.

Despite the immense pleasure Ichigo gave him, Aizen maintained his calm face, while he sang with joy on the inside.

'It's been good that I've let him stay alive.'

Ichigo started to play with his hole again, while he bobbed his head up and down on Aizens length, moans vibrating around it.

When he let go of the sinful flesh and pumped it with one hand, he said to Aizen.

"Please, do me. I need you."

Ichigo took the smile presented to him as an agreement and sat on Aizens lap.

He took the mans member, placed it at his hole and pushed down, gasping because of the new feeling. Sitting still for some time, adjusting to the huge thing up his ass, Ichigo panted lightly, while he rested against Aizens chest. Than he slowly began to move, riding the cock with unsteady paces until he found a rhythm he could keep up.

His moans came back, sounding sweeter than before, in Aizens ears.

"Aizen...M-more...Ahh! Please, Aizen!"

The brown haired gripped the boys hips and aided his moves, making him push down farther and faster. He also started to lick and bite onto Ichigos shoulder, so the orange head clung his arms around his neck and dug his fingers into his brown locks.

"Aizen. Yes!"

The man let go of Ichigos shoulder, stating.

"It's Sousuke."

Ichigo leaned back, to look into the mans eyes, smiling at him. He could feel that he was, close to his release and assumed it was the same for the older one.

"Come inside me, Sousuke."

He than deeply kissed the man who should be his enemy, feeling his walls tighten up and shortly after he released onto their bodies, while Aizen filled his insides.

Ichigo collapsed afterward, when he came to again, he found himself resting in a bed.

"Finally awake, Kurosaki-san?"

A voice that send shivers down his spine asked him, and he only grumbled.

"I guess you want to sleep some more. Rest assured, you saved what is dear to you. I can create the Kings key otherwise. When I'm done, the two of us will bring Soul Society to it's downfall."

Aizen gave Ichigo a light kiss on his forehead.

"I gave you a little present while you slept. I hope you like it."

Ichigo was dressed in the clothes that the Espada wore, stripes had formed on his left cheekbone and a Gothic Zero was on his back, between his shoulder-blades.

Aizen had used the Hougyoku on him, making him into a real Arrancar and taking him away from the Humans, the Shinigami as well as the Vizards realm. The boy held now a power that might be greater than his own, but he knew he would be loyal, even without him using his Kyouka Suigetsu.

He heard Ichigo mumble in his sleep as he left the room.

"I protect you...Aizen-sama."

End