Instinct Released (Ichigo X Hichigo) EDITING

Chapter Seventeen

Silence was all that surrounded the ginormous room as a traitorous soul sat upon the throne with his calm collected grin. Only three months until the Hogyoku will finally give him the power he needed to reach his most desired goal. He knew all to well that the Soul Society would have gained knowledge of this sense the creator, Urahara, is on there side; however, there was a way to speed up the process. But he was on a schedule and that would only be done by tomorrow. What Aizen was more focused on was the teen boy with bright orange hair.

Soul Society probably had a selective few who know that he needed the substitute soul reaper for his few last steps in his plan. Of course they didn't know what for, but they just knew which is enough for him to assume that the soul Rukia has word of it. As long as she knows, things will fall to place in his absolute favor.

He was so glad that this whole zanpakuto disaster had all the Soul Reaper's in a hurry to repair and fix the issue. It was too easy gaining even more 'followers' for his goal. He easily had spies all around Soul Society that his enemy aren't even looking for. They all believe that all the zanpakutos have returned to their natural state which was just too perfect. Aizen had eyes everywhere, and including in the World of the Living.

In all honesty, the attack on the boy in Urahara's shop was somewhat of a last resort to get that Quincy's attention, but there was information gained by that incident. Apparently that Kurosaki boy's zanpakuto is Shiro. So if that's the case what are his Quincy powers.

Oh just imagining the possibilities is thrilling. Would his Quincy powers even need a cross in order to activate the bow and arrows?

Switching his crossed legs Aizen remembered sending Tosen out to test something out for him. All he got word of is that Ichigo fired an unstable, yet powerful, arrow at Tosen. This allowed the blind soul to escape without anyone following him. The Soul even said that his arm was damaged from the attack. Just image how powerful he could be when Ryūken Ishida trains him.

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I hate my life.

I'm trapped in my classroom with Shiro right beside me. All words from the teachers mouth can't even reach me as my mind can only think of those god damn eyes. Sadly I wish that was the only thing I was thinking about. I was annoyed, angry, and flustered.

Did he seriously go out without saying a word to get piercings and tattoos? He made me worried about nothing! Here I was thinking that he was gone forever until he decided to pop back up in my inner world with him trying to take over my body. The least the bastard could have done was leave a note.

That wasn't really even the worst part. I could smell booze from his new cloths. I can only hope he didn't do some terminator shit to get that white T-shirt with a skull on it.

God I can't even stop glancing over at him. Why the hell is he acting so... like this? Can't he just be himself?

After a second or two I realized what I just thought. Why did I think that? I mean I don't like the Shiro in my inner world, but the one that helped me when I needed it. No matter what I told him he would always try to do the best for me. This Shiro just seems to be trying to piss me off.

Glancing over at him I noticed that he was looking at me. We both looked in the opposite direction as I could feel my face wanting to warm up.

Damn this sucks. I don't even know what I'm doing anymore. Every time when he's around I just can't help but feel warm and safe. Yet, just like now, I can't act normal. I feel like a little bitch for not standing my ground, but I just can't help it. It's just Shiro that does this to me and it is driving me crazy.