"Eh?!" A man who introduced himself as Gin questions me, "you really don't remember me?"
He's taller than I am, has white hair, and looks like he has eyes closed all the time.
I scratched my head, "Sorry, but I don't even remember who I am, much less who you are."
He shook his head, "Aizen won't be happy when he hears about this."
"Who's Aizen?" I asked.
"That would be me," I turned around to see a man with brown hair that was slicked back and creamy brown eyes. "How are you Ichigo?"
It took me a second to realize what he said, "Um sir, sorry but I don't remember anything. Is that my name?"
He smirked as he leaned closer to my face, "Yes it is." He shifted so that we were one misstep from a kiss, "So tell me, how are you doing?"
I tried to shift away as my cheeks burned, "I'm more or less well." I averted my gaze from his eyes. As I did this I felt him run his fingers through my hair.
He backed away and turned around, "Follow me," he ordered.
I nodded and followed him down the hall. I looked around for the first time. Before I was just stumbling in a panic, so I didn't really get a good look. The building we were in had white... everything. The ceiling was high but still visible. I looked at the man in front of me. He was wearing white clothing. I realized that everyone I had seen was wearing something similar.
We stopped at a large door. The man in front of me turned towards me. "Are you ready?" he asks.
"For what?" I reply.
He smirked , "You'll see." He opens the door and inside are 12 people waiting for them, Gin being one of them. I paid more attention to how they reacted to us. They seemed to straighten when they saw him.
The man, his name was Aizen right, sat down at the head of the table. "As some of you have noticed, Ichigo is awake. However, it seems that he has lost all his memories."
A man with wild blue hair and part of a skull on the side of his face spoke, "I have a hard time believing that." He stood up and walked up to me. "You remember me, right Strawberry?"
I blinked and pointed to myself, "Are you talking about me?"
He growled, "Of course I'm talking to you."
I bowed, "Sorry, but I don't remember who I am, much less who you are."
"That's enough Grimmjow," said Aizen, "If he doesn't remember, then we just have to wait until he does."
"But," he protested.
"It was your reckless behavior that caused Ichigo to lose his memories so you have no right to complain," another man with long black hair and green eyes said. He had black lines that could have been tears. He had what looked like part of a helmet on his head.
"What are you talking about?" I asked, "what did he do?"
The black haired man answered, "He fought with you a little too hard. You hit your head and were asleep until now."
Aizen spoke up, "And that's why Grimmjow is no longer allowed to be around Ichigo. That's all I needed to say concerning that. Ichigo go stand out in the hall until I call on you."
I nodded and walked out of the room, waiting for Aizen.
After a little while they started to come out. Aizen was the last one to leave.
"Follow me," he ordered. I did as he asked and followed him into a bedroom. He sat down on the bed, "Sit."
As I sit down he runs his fingers through my hair. I can feel my cheeks burning. As I turn to say something he kisses me.
I can't pull away, it takes over as I am dominated by this man. My body shifting, seeming to know what to do. I felt a hand reach under my shirt and pull it up.
He pulled back, "It seems as though your body hasn't forgotten me. Even if you forget everything else, remember this, you will always be mine, Ichigo."
