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The cozy and breezy winter has begun to fall down to Soul Society. There were many shinigami’s who were running around and some were stationed to guard some of the gates of their barracks. It was a light snow seemingly stirring up a more heavy snow that will fall onto Soul Society soon enough. You, a shinigami under the 6th division with the ranking of 6th seat. You were wandering around the 4th division barracks, you were heavily injured in your last fight with multiple hollows that surrounded you which was basically a 8 versus 1, how unfair! Your forehead, arms, and even your legs were bandaged up but most of the pain came from your arm that was nearly a broken bone from fighting with the hollows. It was getting dark since you have been walking mindlessly with your thoughts by your side that accompanied you in this lonely mindless walk you were doing in Division 4 barracks. You turned around to go back to where my temporary resting room is. You continued to walk, hearing other shinigami’s talking about something that isn’t even necessary to you.
As you were about to open the door to your temporary resting place within the 4th division place you suddenly hear a familiar voice behind you. To your surprise it was the Fukutaichou of 5th division Sosuke Aizen.
“Greetings, Aizen.” You greeted him not expecting to see him here since you’ve been friends with him way before he has gotten a promotion as the 5th division Fukutaichou. You were just surprised that he has come to visit you.
“Drop the formularities, ( )” He smiled at you with that same smile that you deemed fake because his smile feels fake whenever it’s aimed at you even at other people you feel like it’s still fake.
“You're Fukutaichou now, why would I drop the formalities?” You replied slightly stuttering since you've always felt a little uneasy whenever I’m around Aizen himself. I didn’t pay attention to it since he’s also a shinigami just from another division.
“Always with the formalities are you? I came by to see how you’ve been doing.”
“I’m doing fine, thank you for checking up on me.” You replied with a small smile, still feeling a little uneasy around Aizen himself despite knowing him for many years.
Silence fell onto the atmosphere making it feel a little awkward while Aizen stood there beaming his ‘fake’ smile at you. It makes you feel a little uncomfortable but regardless you excuse yourself then, entering your temporary resting room all the emotions you could feel were confused on why you feel a little uneasy around him. You lay there on your bed accompanied with your imaginations and thoughts. You were quite enjoying yourself in a daze, you were having thoughts such as “what should I do when I get back?” “Should I eat food?” and multiple thoughts thinking about plans when you get back to work.
You were gradually slowly going to sleep with the continuous blinking to try and not fall asleep but I ended up giving in to sleep. I closed my eyes and slept comfortably. The dream was mostly basically you eating some food comfortably without anyone disturbing you to do work or anything, your only goal in that dream was to eat. It makes you drool in your sleep, happily eating it in your unconscious world. By the morning you were awoken by the sound of an argument outside about food. It was so early in the morning why would they fight over food? You didn’t want to go outside nor intervene in that argument, you grumbled because of how noisy they are that you can basically hear it like 10 Hens sending a good morning signal to everyone to announce that they are hungry this morning. You toss and roll on your bed already annoyed due to the argument that continued, especially how it’s ONLY about food nothing else which is such a stupid thing to argue about early in the morning.
“This food is gross! Is there nothing else to feed us something good?” The 11th division shinigami complained how the food tastes really gross despite its benefits.
“Everyone else gets the same food, but the benefits are good..” The 4th division shinigami replied with a slight hesitation in their tone since the person they are talking to is a brute.
“Such shitty food, you 4th division shinigami really need to know better.” The 11th division walked away from the 4th division shinigami, already annoyed due to how the food tasted bad and complaining about how they served it.
You can really hear their argument and complain about the food being bad. It's like a kid not wanting to eat their vegetables because it doesn’t taste as good as those candies they tasted before, and only wanted candy. You continued to lay down in bed since there was no work right? Only to rest was your only goal in mind for this current day happening but it already got off to a bad start because of those complaining shinigamis but it is none of your business to listen to their complaints. You stare at the wall, imagining a new freshly painted wall waiting for it to dry. Furthermore as time passes by like a gust of wind.
ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ׂ╰┈➤ Note: Hi! I'm quite new to this whole writing thing. I wanted to make Aizen fanfiction since I was bored and this was also requested by a friend of mine. I wish to continue these fanfictions as I find them entertaining to write. If you would like to be updated with my works, be sure to follow my tumblr @ladyofliliums and this is quite short. I apologize for it being short and I will make it up for chapter 2 to be longer.
