After about a month or so Aizen was touching me everywhere, and so often that people stopped paying it any mind. Well there are some people who still aren't used to it. I would look around to get familiar with the place and unintentionally run into him.
I swear by the end of the days I was so sore. I would just crash on his bed. I would meet up with Ulquiorra occasionally. Grimmjow usually tried to avoid me. I met a pink haired scientist with glasses named Szayel. When he asked me about becoming a test subject Aizen came and dragged me away.
Every time I turn around he's there. Not that I don't like the attention, but I think my body needs a little break from it. Thing is I don't know a single place where I could rest. I wandered around for a bit before reaching a room. It had only one person in it.
He was sleeping there peacefully. He had messy long brown hair and a bit of a beard. I took a seat on a couch and drifted to sleep.
I was shaken awake by a little girl. She was blond and had a skull helmet that covered one of her eyes. "Hey, wake up," she ordered.
I got up, "Sorry, I was just looking for a place to rest."
"It's fine," the man said, "I would have kicked you out earlier if I cared enough to." He sat up, "My name's Starrk, and this is Lilynette, it's nice to meet you Ichigo."
"It's nice to meet you," I said. "So, do you mind if I stay here for a while?"
"I don't mind," he answered, "but don't you have your own room?"
"I do mind!" Lilynette shout at him, "You should too!"
"Stop shouting," he complained. "Why does it make any difference to you? You hardly ever come here other than to wake me up. Also, he didn't bother me so I don't mind."
"If it causes too much trouble I'll just leave," I offered.
"Sorry about this," Starrk apologized.
"If you're so tired, go to your own room," she barked.
"I would but..." I said trailing off.
"If I had to guess, you're probably sleeping in Aizen's room often right?" he said.
I stared at him in shock, "That's Aizen's room? I thought it was mine." I sighed, drooping down, "How come nobody told me that was his room?"
"We all thought you knew, or at least I did," he admitted. "If you ask around I'm sure there is someone who knows where your room is."
"Thank you," I bowed as I left the room.
"Anytime," he waved.
I was found almost immediately after by Aizen. "Did you have a nice nap?" He kissed my forehead.
I nodded, "How come you always seem to know where I am?" I asked sheepishly.
"I have my ways," he replied. He traced along my collarbone with his finger.
"Before I forget," I said, "Can I know where my room is? I just found out that I've been going to your room."
He pulled me in for a kiss, "If you're good I'll tell you where it is."
"Okay," I gasped. I could feel his tongue dancing around my mouth. His hand pulled down my shirt, ripping it as his hands traveled down my chest. "You ruined another shirt, this is the third one this week."
"Good thing we have extra." I was being teased by my nipples. He pulled away from me, "So you want to see your room right?"
"Yes please," I asked. He took my hand and pulled me along. We reached a room, it was a simple with nothing but a bed. Then something caught my eye. An oddly shaped sword wrapped in cloth, but something about it seemed familiar.
My knees gave out, my head was spinning. I clutched my head, I could tell Aizen was trying to talk to me, but I couldn't hear him.
As everything faded, I heard a twisted laugh.
