Beyond two souls: Chapter 1

He woke up, of course with his kidnapper Aizen there. To his surprise, Aizen was shocked about something. Then he realized it, the multiple souls surrounding him. He looked around at all the souls.

One of them was a man with loose hair and covered in a cloak, he was in probably his early 40's. He bore orange sunglasses and looked to be fairly mature.

The next one was a man who looked the same but was almost a younger version. He had no sunglasses and was equipped with blue eyes.

Another one was much like himself instead albino. He had black and yellow eyes and looked quite evil.

The coolest one was a man with long black hair and red eyes. He was covered by gray bandages.

Ichigo looked around at the other souls that were in the room. An older version of himself stood as well but had a chain surrounding his right arm and a sword stuck to his hand like glue.

"H-Huh?" was all Ichigo managed to choke out. They all rushed towards him, excluding Aizen who just stood there in shock.

"King? You okay?" the albino him asked.

"King?" I rephrased. "Sorry, you must have the wrong person…" he almost prayed.

"I know who's my king, king. You just don't know it, yet." he sighed at the last part but also grinned.

The cloaked man began to speak. "No need to press him yet Shiro, are you okay Ichigo?" he questioned with concern.

"F-Fine…" I say looking around not regarding them anymore. I feel sick. Suddenly the coolest man touches my forehead.

"No, your not. You have a fever, rest." the last part sounded more like an order that I HAD to follow.

"O-Okay." I respond feeling quite pressed. The others just smiled kindly at him which made him relax ever so slightly. Ichigo stared at Aizen who had his hand on his Zanpakuto. He, for some reason, had a great amount of trust in whoever surrounded him. "It's fine…" he whispered loud enough to hear and clear enough to tell he was feeling sick. The others reacted and turned to Aizen weapons in hand.

"Do not touch him." the older Ichigo bit out through gritted teeth. Ichigo could only stare at the hostility they showed towards each other. He coughed with his raspy breath and it ended up leaving to blood. All the spirits stared at him with worry and concern.

"Are you okay, Ichigo?" the 40 year old man asked.

"I'm fin-" I went coughing again.

"If you were about to say fine I wouldn't recommend you finish that word." the older Ichigo stated.

I smiled at his joke. My long hair seemed to cover my neck and weirdly making me sleepy. My eyes fluttered as I saw all the spirits smile at me.

"Goodnight Ichigo." Aizen smiled while the others winced. "We should leave." he whispered never taking his eyes off the sleeping child.

"Alright." Shiro whispered with his distorted voice. Everyone nodded and silently left the room.

Shiro stared at Aizen as he inspected the zanpakuto spirits.

Mugetsu spoke up. "Now, who are you?" he questioned.

Aizen smirked grimly. "I was going to ask you that."

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AS YOU CAN TELL, THIS SERIES IS BASED OFF OF A SERIES I LIKE VERY MUCH! ALL CREDIT GOES TO TITE KUBO AND THE PERSON WHO MADE THAT FANFICTION. I FORGOT THE NAME OF THE FANFICTION.