Ichigo entered the dining room. Aizen was sitting at the head of the table with a, as always smiling Gin to his right and an empty chair to his left. Ulquiorra pushed Ichigo towards that empty seat before he went to sit next to Grimmjow. Ichigo sat down. Starrk and Harribel sat across from Grimmjow and Ulquiorra. "Welcome Ichigo. We are glad you could make it." Aizen stated.

"Uh thanks." Ichigo nodded. He was much calmer than he had been this morning. A few servant Arrancars came into the room, bringing food and putting it in front of the people sitting at the table.

Ichigo was surprised to see the Arrancars were eating similar food to him and Aizen while Gin wasn't eating at all. "Aren't you hungry?" Ichigo asked the silver haired male curiously.

"Not really," the Shinigami shrugged, his grin never leaving his face.

"…Okay…" Ichigo didn't question it further. Everyone started to eat and Ichigo cautiously did the same, not sure what he was eating.

"There's no need for caution Ichigo…" Aizen stated. "We are not enemies," he added.

"I still don't trust you," Ichigo growled.

"You have to trust him somewhat if you are still here," Grimmjow snorted. Then the bluenet grunted softly and glared to his side at Ulquiorra. Ulquiorra glared back, pretty much telling the Sexta Espada to shut up before he says something stupid. Grimmjow growled but shut his mouth.

Ichigo huffed, looking away from the bluenet. "You don't trust Aizen right? I mean he did try to destroy your town, right?" the Hollow in Ichigo's head asked, his voice ringing with slight worry.

"I don't know any more Hollow," Ichigo responded quietly.

"I can kill him for you if you want."

"No… not now at least…"

"Do you believe what he told you?" the Hollow pressed.

"It's crazy, I want to think he's lying… but his eyes… he seemed so sincere… like he is telling the truth... but it's insane and he can't be trusted... I'm just so confused on who's the bad guy now," Ichigo tried to explain to his Hollow.

"Ichigo," a voice called, making the oranget's head jerk up with wide eyes. When he spoke to his Hollow, the outside world was ignored and left people to yell until he was pulled away from his other self. "Ichigo, are you okay?" Aizen asked, now having Ichigo's attention.

"Fine," Ichigo bit out, sounding a bit more threatening than he meant to.

"Are you sure?" Aizen asked concernedly. Ichigo glanced at Aizen, his eyes looked dead, broken. The oranget nodded silently, eating a little bit before excusing himself and leaving. Everyone at the table watched him silently. "Perhaps I told him too much at once..." the brown haired male sighed, looking down at the table.

Ichigo somehow found his room again through the white maze of halls. He crashed onto his bed, hands over his face. His emotions were in a raging swirl inside himself. He couldn't scowl or hold back his tears. Aizen had raped him twice, told him the craziest things that he was expected to believe, yet Ichigo wasn't his prisoner or had been physically hurt. His emotions were screwed up and he was confused as hell but Aizen never lay a finger on him to hurt him. "... I'm done with this... I just want to go home now," he muttered, sniffing. He hated himself for breaking like this and crying into the pillow. He hated being weak! But he was weak.

"I can take us home Kingy," the Hollow suggested. Ichigo nodded. He felt himself fall into the black of the darkness as his Hollow took control of his body. Ichigo fell to a comfortable sleep as his Hollow took them home.

The next time Ichigo opened his eyes, he was laying on a mat in Urahara's shop with his friends hovering over him. "Ichigo, how do you feel?" Urahara called.

"Ummm fine? Why are you asking?" Ichigo asked cautiously. He didn't know if his Hollow snuck him in here or actually spoke with anyone.

"You seemed... off before," the blonde replied.

"You were talking non-sense and your reaistu was different," Rukia explained.

"Was it?" Ichigo asked, trying not to gulp. Fear was rising in his heart and his instincts screamed to run.

"Yeah... it was darker... heavier," Orihime provided.

"Weird," Ichigo responded, sitting up. He quickly grabbed his head, groaning softly. His head was pounding.

"Ichigo, are you alright?" Rukia reached her arm out towards Ichigo. His brown eyes widen and he fell backward. He didn't see Rukia, he saw a horrible monster. The black haired woman blinked before frowning. "Ichigo?" The oranget's eyes flashed golden as he continued to stare at her. His instincts screamed louder to run, his Hollow saying something to him but it wasn't clear.

Ichigo covered his face, trying to calm himself. "Ichigo..." Urahara asked.

"Y-yes," he finally managed. He slowly lowered his hands and his heart twitched at the looks his friends were all giving him. Like he had lost it. He sat up again. "Was I out long?" he asked, trying to keep his breathing calm and voice steady.

"Only a few hours..." Urahara replied.

"Where were you Ichigo for the past few days?" Rukia asked.

Ichigo opened his mouth to reply but nothing came out. What was he supposed to say anyway? "I think we should let Ichigo rest a bit more," Urahara insisted. Rukia looked ready to argue about the blonde shuffled them all out of the room before they could really protest. Ichigo stared at him, breathing out a word of thanks. The blonde nodded at him before Ichigo felt like he held the weight of the world. The oranget collapsed back down, eyes falling closed as he passed out into a deep sleep.

Ichigo had been awake for awhile, eyes still closed as he listened to the voices outside his door. The Shinigami seemed to be mad about something, about him. Urahara and his friends were trying to defend him but the Shinigami were winning. No one could offer up where he had been or proof about it, the Soul Society knew where he had been, somehow.

They thought he was a traitor. Was he? He could have probably killed Aizen while he was there, but he didn't. He could have figured out Aizen's plans, but he didn't. He could have done many things but didn't. He was a traitor wasn't he? He betrayed his friends, his family, everyone by not killing Aizen or doing anything while he was there.

The door slid open. Ichigo didn't turn to it, just continued to lay on the mat still. "Ichigo Kurosaki, Substitute Shinigami are under arrest for working with the traitorous Shinigami, Sousuke Aizen as well as been a Shinigami, Hollow hybrid."

Ichigo scowled, he didn't exactly choose to have a Hollow. But his Hollow wasn't all that bad, just wanted Ichigo to be stronger and safer. So Ichigo didn't like the idea of it being a crime to have said Hollow.

"I wasn't working with Aizen," Ichigo stated as he sat up. He looked over his shoulder at the 3 captains from squads 2, 6, and 10. At least the Soul society held him in a high regard that they sent 3 captains to arrest him.

"Really? Then why were you in Las Noches these past few days?" the 10th squad captain asked with a scowl.

"I was kidnapped and held prisoner," Ichigo half growled.

"You expected us to believe that?" Soi-fon sneered, stepping towards him.

Ichigo's eyes widen and flashed golden as he backed up, instincts screaming again. His vision went out of focus for a moment as he lost control of his body. He watched as he stood up and spoke. "I wouldn't let you touch him," the watery voice said, the white matter starting to form over his left bright gold eye. "Kingy wouldn't lie, he isn't working with Aizen. But you don't believe him. So I will simply kill you bugs and protect my King," he snarled. Tensa Zangetsu appeared in his hand and he swung it down; the concealed reiatsu flying at the trio in its wide arc form, destroying the building around it and crashing into the Shinigami. "Tch," and the shop disappeared from sight as the Hollow moved them away. Ichigo could only watch all of this in horror.

Ichigo didn't get far in his escape before more Shinigami showed up, capturing him. They put a reiatsu collar on him to keep him and his Hollow contained and bounded his wrists and ankles. They might have believed him before but now that he attacked them, there was nothing else to do. He would be killed and there was nothing he could do. Though he didn't really want to do anything anymore.

Ichigo laid in his stone cell, eyes closed. He was ignoring his Hollow who was trying to apologize for what he did. "Kurosaki. You have some guests," his guard stated.

Ichigo sat up, looking over his shoulder at the pair. Renji and Rukia were both frowning at him. The guard left them alone. "Are you fucking stupid?! Attacking 3 captains?!" Rukia snapped.

"I didn't attack them... my Hollow did," Ichigo replied.

"For your ass King!" the Hollow whined. Ichigo ignored the voice in his head.

"Well you need to control that thing then!" Renji replied.

"Shut it pineapple! I will cero your ass, don't care if you are King's friend!" his Hollow snarled, taking control of Ichigo's body. He stood up and stalked over to the bars of the cell. "Though some friends you guys are!" he continued. He pointed at Rukia. "He saved your ass from execution and nearly died doing it..." he turned to Renji. "He didn't kill you or your captain, I think that's good enough..."

The pair stared at him. "Ichigo..." Rukia asked slowly.

Ichigo blinked a few times before stepping away from the bars. "Look just leave me alone... you can't do anything to help anyway..." the oranget replied as he went back to his small bed.

"Ichigo..." Rukia tried to argue.

"Leave!" Ichigo snapped. He watched out of the corner of his eye them leaving with quite a few glances back at him. Ichigo watched before sinking down and curling around himself. He was useless, pathetic, a traitor just like they said.

Ichigo ignored the woman as she yelled and tried to make him talk. He didn't want to talk. He didn't have the answers they seeked. He told them that but they continued to yell and try to torture him for answers they thought he had. The oranget couldn't do anything to them anyway with the chains and kido bonds. He just kept his eyes closed and took the punishment like a man, refusing to cry out in pain. After they left, he cried at the pain. Normally his body healed pretty fast again but this healing was raw and slow. He cried himself to sleep, like he had the past few nights of this torture.

The oranget's eyes snapped open and he jolted into a sitting position, his back screeching in protest. He turned slowly to look at the stairs that led up and away from the prison, freezing as his newly wet eyes widen to the size of saucers. "Aizen."

The calm man dropped the guard he just knocked out, walking towards the cell door. He opened it effortlessly. He walked quickly to Ichigo's side, kneeling in front of him. Ichigo felt his heart bursting with joy but he quickly pushed it down. Aizen was his enemy, right? He shouldn't be happy to see him. Ichigo started to scowl at him, only for their lips to meet softly. The oranget's face fell and softened as the kiss broke only seconds after it started. Aizen kept a hand on Ichigo's cheek. "It's time for us to leave now," the brown haired traitorous Shinigami stated.

"Why should I go with you? Trust you?" Ichigo asked shakily, frowning and trying to pull away.

Aizen answered like he normally did, with questions of his own. "What did the Soul Society do when Rukia Kuchiki gave you her powers?"

"Tried to execute her..." the oranget replied.

"Do you know what the Shinigami did to your friend Uryu Ishida's race?" Aizen asked.

"Wiped out most of them..."

"When I bought Orihime Inoue to my palace?"

"They assumed she was a traitor..."

"And when you were gone a few days, at my home?"

"Assumed I was a traitor... locked me up, tortured me for answers, and planned to execute me... refusing to believe me when I told them the truth that it was all a lie of me joining you.." Ichigo sniffed, eyes watering at the memories of the horrible things.

"The Soul Society has only hurt you," Aizen claimed.

"No they haven't!" Ichigo half yelled, refusing to believe Aizen was telling the truth.

"What have they ever done for you?"

Ichigo stared at Aizen, frozen before the words slowly tumbled out. "Nothing... nothing ever..."

"Do you want me to take you home with me... I will protect you, love you," Aizen offered.

"My friends, family-"

"They will be safe as well... I know how much they mean to you," Aizen responded.

"... Take me home with you Ai- Sousuke," Ichigo gave in.

"Gladly Ichigo," the older smiled, arms wrapping around Ichigo. The oranget wrapped his arms around the older's neck, laying his head on his shoulder. His eyes fell shut as he was lifted and carried away. Ichigo had pretty much given his soul to the devil... and he didn't care one bit.

Long chapter xD At least in my eyes... I normally write about 1000 words per chapter by myself... this is twice as much =3

This was a fun plot development xD Really moved the story along... idiotic Shinigami pushed Ichigo right into Aizen's open arms... Ichigo is Aizen's now *giggles*

So is Aizen really the 'good guy' or is he just twisting everything around to gain Ichigo?

Aizen: Why am I the villain in most stories anyway?

Me: ... Seriously? Let's see

Ichigo: Don't tell him! Then he will change!

Aizen: Oh... you are a kinky boy Ichigo

Ichigo: W-what? NO! *furious blush*

Shiro: Poor Kingy... I mean Queeny~ *snickers*

Me: Please review! Thanks