Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Boundaries of Love ❯ Aizen Attacks! The Ferocious Battle of Will! ( Chapter 10 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: Bleach Characters are courtesy of Tite Kubo. Kione-chan is my own creation.
 
 
Aizen raced toward me, drawing his Zanpakuto from its sheath and I couldn't help but grin. “Complete hypnosis won't work on me! That's about as good as a piece of candy in a baby's hand!” I felt my energy surge, and that pushed Aizen to a stop under its pressure.
 
“If you want to see a real treat, Aizen-taichou, then get ready” my lips contorted into a small sneer as the words came out, I lowered my blade down to my side, “Bankai!” The entire area was taken up with my reiatsu, before it spiked then dispersed from around my form, this causing a mass amount of dust to gather then spread out to all sides of my vicinity.
 
I grinned, holding a considerably smaller blade in my grasp, “Suzakira Katsutoshi.” The reiatsu around my form increased in larger swirling motions, crimson burned into black as it seemed to incase me within its presence like a lover would.
 
“Are you sure you want me as an opponent, Aizen-taichou?” I arched a brow as I looked at the brown haired man, a grin on my lips; I was mimicking Katsutoshi, grinning insanely wide. My eyes were verging on black and crimson, and it settled only in my right eye; I stared the men down and tapped my blade across my shoulders, “Well?”
 
I was answered with two presences appearing behind me, but I could seek out their reiatsu and I spoke their names, “Grimmjow Jeagerjaques, Ulquiorra Schiffer. If you don't stop right there, I'll take those heads of yours and adorn my bedroom wall with them!!”
 
By this time, my partial Hollow mask had made its appearance against the top right portion of my forehead; it moved its entire bone-like structure backward before stretching down to cover part of my ear as well. Everyone stopped in their movements, and I grinned even more widely.
 
“And here I thought Katsutoshi and I could have a little playtime, Aizen-taichou! You're no fun!!” an insane cackle left my lips, and while I was distracted Ichimaru drew his Zanpakuto and thrust it forward, “Shoot him dead, Shinso.”
 
The blade of Shinso thrust through the air at an ultra-high speed, but, I kicked off my right heel and using a Shunpo; I appeared behind Ichimaru. Shoving my hand out for the small of Ichimaru's back, he caught my movement and jumped over my hand. The other three males stood there and watched, I grinned, I loved showing off even for a small audience! I knew Aizen was analyzing my power, and I wanted to put it all out on the table for show. I closed my eyes and concentrated all of my reiatsu, sending a burst of energy to my arms and legs. I kicked off my heel, and was sent toward the area Ichimaru now resided in. Spinning on my left leg, my right foot was extended for the side of his face; quickly I used a shunpo to appear behind him, throwing an open-palmed fist for his side. The fist actually hit, my movements had been too quick for him to catch, and Ichimaru flew off to the side and smashed through a trees trunk. I grinned, excitedly, before the Espada started to step forward.
 
“I thought I told you, if you don't stop right there, I'll take your heads!” I smirked as Ichimaru stood back up with a stagger, I almost rushed forth for another attack but felt the overpowering reiatsu of Katsutoshi calm me slightly.
 
“I want to play, Kione! Let me play!” and with that Katsutoshi forced me out of my body and took it over, I was trapped in my own mind, watching as Katsutoshi used my body to ferociously attack Ichimaru Gin; I wanted to tell him to stop, but held my breath.
 
Katsutoshi stopped upon his own will and retreated back to my mind, a smirk on his lips. I was forced back out with a push from Katsutoshi and I found my gaze graced with a severely wounded Ichimaru Gin, I grimaced, and I had not wanted to hurt him this bad.
 
For a few moments I stood back and watched as Ichimaru desperately tried to stand and stagger to Aizen, as he tried to stand for a second time and failed, I moved to him. Tucking my arm about his waist and lifting his much taller frame from the ground, I watched the ground as I walked toward Aizen with the fox-faced bastard.
 
“Gomen,” I whispered softly as I moved Ichimaru from my grasp and let him fall to the ground in front of Aizen and the two Arrancar; I moved from their range and toward where I had been moments earlier, staring at the ground still. My grasp on my released Bankai Zanpakuto was loose, though still tight enough to be considered a considerably strong grip. I didn't know if any of them were going to try to rush attack me, so I stood there silently; watching them intently. Grimmjow always reminded me of a stray cat, and I wondered how it would be like to pet him; to see if he would arch into me and purr. I heard a small hiss of wind as Aizen opened the small gateway to Hueco Mundo, stepping into it along with the beaten up Ichimaru Gin and the two Arrancar Espada.