Wow. You know that feeling when you haven't updated in awhile but it feels like you just did? Yeah, I need to get better at this.

I don't own. I thought that moment when Aizen senses Hina's reiatsu was worthy of this.

Self-Direction

If he in his good guise had chosen to idolize, to elevate her, it was his other half that chose to belittle her.

"You don't mean it," the smug sword whispered. Although she didn't make herself visible, he could feel a small hand, fisting his robes, at about the height of his chest.

He closed his eyes again—hopefully signaling to both of them that the conversation was over. Gin got the hint. But Gin was meant to play the role of the subordinate. Kyouka Suigetsu was something less—something more.

"Why would you react at all, if she were so insignificant?"

His lip curled derisively. His eyes refocused on the fight at hand, on watching the pawns as they were ground to dust. His heart fluttered, skipping like a stone over the water.