Ichigo vs. Femspada
Chapter 1: Prologue

A.N.: I know I told everyone I'm not starting anything new, but I've had a really bad week so I decided to vent by taking it out on Ichigo in a fanfiction. This is a sort of a request by just about everyone who request for IchigoXFemEspada, IchigoXFemAizen and IchigoxFemGin so two birds, one stone. For obvious reasons, Barragan, Yammy and possibly Zommari will not be included in this. Everything else is on the table. Since this is close to my Fanfiction anniversary, I guess you could call this a reboot to Another Kind of Torture.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach.
Warning: FemAizen! FemGin! FemEspada (mostly)!

After Ichigo returned home from saving Rukia….
Karakura Town
Ichigo POV

Ichigo sighed as he surveyed the town from the top of a water tower, feeling restless. He'd saved Rukia but stumbled into something even crazier with Aizen's plot. He felt disturbed at how powerless he was to defeat the woman, especially since he couldn't even control his own hollow. "This is a nightmare…" he said as he stared out at the sky. "How are we supposed to win against somebody who can beat a captain and me without blinking?"

Deciding to try to relax, Ichigo left the city to take a stroll through the woods, hoping that the green would calm him down. He walked through an old path and took in the sounds of the forest. The birds singing, the bugs buzzing, the sway of the leaves on the wind….

Pfft!

"Yow!" Ichigo shouted, feeling something sting him in the back of the neck. Reaching behind him, he pulled out a small…dart? "Wha… what'z thissss" he slurred. Whatever was in the dart took effect immediately. Ichigo hit the ground, knocked out, with a loud thud.

Coming out from behind a nearby tree, Gin put away the pipe Aizen had given her and smiled as she stood over the knocked out Ichigo. "Aww! He looks so cute when he's asleep…." Picking him up and slinging him over her shoulder, Gin opened a Garganta and left with Ichigo in tow, with none of his friends still in town any the wiser….

Several Hours Later….
Hueco Mundo: Las Noches
Ichigo POV

Ichigo stirred in the bed he lay on, his face planted in a pillow. The room's other occupant watched the boy sleep, a sly smile on her face. Deciding that she'd had enough of watching the boy just sleep, she put a hand on Ichigo's shoulder and shook him gently. "Ichigo…it's time to wake up…."

Ichigo opened an eye lazily and saw a brown-haired woman staring down at him. Rolling back over so his face was in the pillow, Ichigo muttered "5 more minutes, Mom…."

"Ahahah…I've been called many things, Ichigo, but Mom is certainly a first," the woman chuckled.

Ichigo's eyes opened wide as his brain shook off the drowsy effects of the drug. 'No…Mom's dead. That was…THAT WAS….' Ichigo sat up quickly and to his horror saw that he was almost face to face with the woman who'd put him through the ringer: Souske Aizen. "YOU!"

"Me," Aizen merely replied, sitting back in her chair. "Good evening, Ichigo. You've been asleep for quite a while. Still, it was interesting watching you sleep."

Ichigo could not feel any more disturbed. Looking down, he saw that his shirt had been removed, showing off his toned, muscular build. "Where am I?" he demanded.

"Hueco Mundo; in our castle, Las Noches. But to be more specific, you're in my bed," she woman said with a smirk.

Ichigo began to sweat from the way the woman was looking at him, especially how she was staring at him with sinful eyes. "Why am I here?" he asked, scared at what was about to happen to him.

Aizen leaned forward, making Ichigo gulp as he stared at her dark brown eyes.

"Entertainment."

Ichigo stared at her, scared for the first time in a long time. "En…entertainment?"

"Yes, lately the Espada have become quite restless, so I've decided to let them have some fun." She saw Ichigo's confused face and elaborated. "Every arrancar here is given a number. The Espada are my top ten, ranked from the weakest to the strongest." She reached behind her and held up Zangetsu.

"Hey! Give that back!" Ichigo lunged for the blade but Aizen put a hand on his face and pushed him back, slamming him down onto the bed.

"Temper temper…" Aizen chided the boy. "I'll hand this back to you, but only if you agree to my deal."

Sitting back up, Ichigo nursed his aching head. "What deal?"

"If you wish to leave, Ichigo, I will allow you to fight your way out. You will face the Espada, one after the other, then Kaname and then Gin. If you manage to beat this gauntlet I will allow you to leave, with no further hindrances."

Ichigo stared at her intently, processing her offer. "How do I know your Espada won't just gang up and kill me from the start? Or that I can take your word?"

Aizen smiled mirthlessly at the boy. "You can't. But you don't have a choice, now do you? As for your first question: You'll face the Espada one-by-one; and if you are defeated you'll simply try again. They've been given specific orders not to kill you, although they may come close, and they know better than to defy me." She held out a hand to the boy. "Well, Ichigo?"

"Do we have a deal?"

Ichigo looked at her like she was had leprosy. "What if I say no? What'll you do, torture me?" he asked, wondering what else the woman had in store for him.

"Then you'll stay here, Ichigo, with no hope of escape. If torture's your preference, I'll be glad to hand you over to one of my arrancars; one that has a certain specialty in whips…" she said sadistically.

Gulping, Ichigo slowly raised a hand, grasping hers. As they shook, Ichigo could feel his skin crawl as his skin touched hers. "Fine then. Deal."

Aizen smiled as they shook. "Very good, Ichigo. You'll face Aaroniero tomorrow. Now then, get some rest. You'll need it…" she hinted ominously.

As Ichigo lay back down Aizen got up and left the room. Smiling mercilessly, she locked the door and walked down the hallway. She was intercepted by the tall masked Espada, Aaroniero. "Good evening, Aaroniero. I trust you should have no trouble with the boy?"

"None, Lady Aizen," said the Espada in its double voice.

"Good. Feel free to deal with the boy however you please," she said with a knowing smile. "Be sure not to kill him. You may break him, but do try not to kill him," she advised as she walked past the tall Espada. "Have fun."

Aaroniero watched its master leave before turning to the room that contained the captive substitute. If it could've smiled it would've; its tentacle hand twitching in anticipation.

"I intend to."

To Be Continued….
Next Chapter: Ichigo swallowed by Greed