Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Tales of a Broken Society ❯ Chapter 30

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

Staring into his tea, the blond swirled the liquid around in the cup, eyes lost in his mind, his third seat fussing about something outside of his office. He ignored them and swirled his tea again as he nibbled on his bottom lip in thought. He could feel something was off, but really couldn’t figure out what it was, the feelings and worry drawing him away from his experiments and plans.

Looking up, he was rather surprised at seeing Aizen standing before him, Gin standing behind the large man with a smirk on his thin lips.

“Aizen-taicho, what a surprise,” the sitting male chirped happily. “And Gin-fukutaicho. An honor to see the both of you. What brings you here?” he asked, putting his tea cup aside and standing with a smooth grace.

“I had hoped for some time to talk with you my friend. I know that quite a few of your friends have left and I was wondering if you knew why?” Aizen asked in reply, stepping inside after shooing Gin away.

“Ah, yes. Come, sit with me. I don’t have much knowledge myself, outside of what everyone has found out,” Urahara replied, waving a hand to the pillows that sat upon his floor. “I have heard that they all left around the same time but they left no real reason as to why they did so.”

“So I hear,” Aizen drawled, settling down onto a pillow and sitting back with a quiet sigh. “There are rumors about why and about the odd remnants of power that were left behind. I’ve heard Shunsui-taicho and Ukitake-taicho speak about how it felt almost hollow like,” he continued. Urahara raised an eyebrow at that bit of information as he started to pour fresh tea for the both of them. Eyeing his companion through his lashes, he watched his body language closely, looking for any signs of lying.

“I haven’t heard that yet. Then again, I haven’t spoken with Ukitake-taicho in a few days,” the blond said as he offered a tea cup. Aizen took it before plucking a slice of lemon from the offered bowl and flavored his tea.

“Yes, I just heard about it myself.” Sipping his tea, the brunets eyes sparkled, putting Urahara on edge without showing it. “I just happened to walk past him as he discussed it with Shunsui-taicho.” The blond highly doubted that but sipped his tea and kept his mouth shut.

Something was up, but Urahara couldn’t figure out what and it was driving him into a twitchy fit. But he didn’t show it, having a feeling that the smilling man before him was the cause of his twitchy mood, along with the cause of his friends leaving so suddenly for the human world. He still couldn’t show it, couldn’t show his suspicions no matter how much he wanted to shake the information out of the smug bastard.

“So, when do you think they’ll give in, in concern to looking for them and filling their spots?” Urahara asked, putting his tea cup down and lacing his fingers together as a loud explosion sounded through the 12th. He smiling brightly and ignored it eve as Aizen blinked to the door.

“Ah, they’re working on filling the spots now but are still going to send people out in a few days the last I heard,” the brunet replied, turning to look at Urahara with a raised eyebrow. “What was that?” he asked, looking out the window to see smoke coming from one of the buildings.

“Looks to be one of the new recruits working with my fukutaicho,” Urahara chirped brightly. Aizen just raised an eyebrow at the other man, eyes sparkling once more. “Sometimes science includes a big boom and a destroyed building. I’ve taken to keeping a few people who can build and a couple of 4th division healers around for those who need it,” he continued, watching Aizen pause in his movements as he was lifting his cup up. He watched with a little bit of fascination as the brown eyes darken and close part of the way, sliding to the window as another explosion rocked his office.

“And what are your recruits learning today?” Aizen drawled, barely blinking as the blond flashed him a blinding smile.

“How to make gigais. So many different chemicals to worry about, so many components that are very unstable in their original forms,” the scientist explained, stirring his tea. “gigais are so very important, since we use them as often as we do. Therefore, the new ones have to learn how to make them after they have been through the last of their classes.”

“I see.” Aizens tone was amused, which in turn quirked Urarharas lips up in his own smile. “So the explosions are mostly from that?” Has any one been seriously hurt during the making of a gigai?” he asked, an undo amount of curiosity in his voice. It sent warning bells in the 12th divisions taichos head, using the excuse of pouring fresh tea to collect his thoughts before answering.

“On occasion. But then again, it’s been nearly ten years since we’ve had problems with any injuries when it comes to making one. We’ve implemented several new safety measures, including using specialized mod souls that are programmed to deal with the volatile items when it comes to taking care of them,” he replied finally, sweetening his tea with a slice of orange.

“Thinks have been getting a lot safer around here, haven’t they?” Aizen hummed, sounding as if he was as innocent as a new born babe. Urahara wasn’t fooled and was far from amused. Raising an eyebrow, he sipped at his tea and shifted, one hand wiping at a drop of tea on his desk.

“Yes, I rather got tired of having to retire people to soon because they were unable to work anymore or had died during something,” the blond drawled, putting his tea cup down on the table. “It’s dangerous working for me, almost as dangerous as working under Soi-Fon-fukutaicho and Yoruichi-taicho in the Kido Corps. I hear that they’re working on new safety measures themselves.”

“I see. What kind of safety measures have they taken so far?” Aizen asked, leaning forward and resting his chin on his laced fingers.

“Oh, this and that. A different area to train in, more healers around at all times, healing pools and first aid training is the start of it I believe,” was Uraharas reply. A knock came from the door interrupting their conversation. It wasn’t long before Aizen was finally gone and leaving Uraharas to his own thoughts.

After the extra tea cup had been cleared away, Urahara sat and looked out over the Sereitie, his thoughts buzzing. He had a feeling things would get very interesting very soon, but didn’t know how. He just hoped that no one figured out how his friends had been helped.

After all, no one knew about the new type of gigais that he had. And no one would as long as Aizen kept his nose out of things, even if he was in the middle of it all.