It started out as a normal day in the soul society. Gin was carrying out his duties as the fukitaichou for the fifth division, filling out the paper work just as his Aizen taichou had asked him too, when there was a knock at the door.
"Come in." Gin said absentmindedly, as he began the next stack of papers. ' I swear if I ever become a captian, I am never doin' the paper work!' he swore to himself.
"So nice to see you hard at work, Gin." Came a familiar voice from the doorway.
Gin looked up in surprise," Hey, ain't cha suppose ta be at that capn's meetin'? " His captian scarcely visits him in his office. He either requests that he come to his taichou's office or that he meet him someplace within the fifth divisions grounds.
"The meeting ended earlier than expected." Was all Aizen taichou said on the matter, " I decided to drop by and see how my subordinate was progressing in his reports."
"That's funny consideren' ya hardly eva visit yer subordinates in their office room unless ya want somethin'." Gin stated suspiciously.
Aizen frowned, " Now, I wonder what would make you think such a rude thing, Gin. Have I ever visited your quarters only to use you for my own benefits?"
"Nah, but ya've asked me ta come ta yer quarters so ya can use me for your own benefits," Gin remembered the long, hot and intense nights Aizen had forced him to endure everytime he was called to his taichou's office, and shuddered at the memories. " So what brings ya ta visit me,eh?"
Aizen raised an eyebrow at Gin. "You know what I want."
Gin sighed, stood up and walked over to his taichou. Aizen placed his hand on Gin soft silver hair. "You've learned well, Gin," He mocked, " However, it would be nice if I didn't have any need to explain myself to you."
Gin looked up at the brunette man and asked, " What do ya mean, Aizen taichou?"
Aizen looked down at Gin with piercing brown eyes, " What does it matter if I visit you or not? Wheather You come to me or I come to you, it all boils down to the undeniable truth: I own you and you have no choice but to obey me. Never question my motives and Never question my reason for being with you."
Gin wasn't sure weather to be angry at this statement, or happy at the fact that it was he of whom his taichou wanted to be with. That was how messed up and confused he was with his emotinal ties to Aizen.
Ever since the day Gin had defeated the third seat of the fifth division, Aizen had taken a fancy to the young silver haired beauty, with a brilliant smile, incredible strength and abilities at such a young age, how could he not? Aizen wanted Gin. Plain and simple. Aizen always got what he wanted, and when he got Gin to agree to work with him, he knew it still would not be enough. He had longed to possess the irresistible youth, to have the seemingly unseeing eyes gaze only at him in adoration, to see the brilliant smile only flashed his way at every encounter. Aizen decided he wanted to take, and keep Gin all to himself at all costs. Even of it ment he had to break the boy's will to live, to shatter every ounce of his being and make himself the only one Gin could count on.
When Gin had first entered the fifth division as the new fukutaichou, Aizen wanted to break him gently, slowly planting ideas into the young and naive newcomers head. This seemed like an extremely easy task, except for the fact that Gin was the child genius of his time, and had graduated the soul reaper academy in only two years time. Aizen needed to take caution while meddling with Gin's emotion's and thinking, as to not raise suspicion in the young boy's mind. Aizen then invites Gin to his office for their first private meeting as fukitaichou and taichou.
A gentle knock sounds from the door. " Come in." Aizen taichou says, looking up from his papers as he eyes the young, silver haired boy entering his office.
"Good afternoon, Aizen taichou!" The fox faced boy smiles wide and bows.
Aizen nods," And good afternoon to you too Ichimaru fukutaichou."
"Ya called me here ta discuss somethin' with me right?" Gin stands straight and tilts his head to the right.
"Yes, please, make yourself comfortable," Aizen said while gesturing to the open chair in front of him.
Gin bows again and takes his seat as instructed. Aizen offers him tea and Gin accepts it while thanking him, but doesn't take a drink.
'Smart boy,' Aizen mused, ' He obviously doesn't trust me yet, must be an instinct he picked up in Rukongai.' Aizen had add a hint of Mayuri taichou's special drug called "kaitekina moso" or "comfortable delusion". In a demonstration Mayuri had made about the drugs effects, he had explained that it would subject anyone into a pleasant state that allows the one who drinks it to immediately lower their guard and raise their sensitive emotional level to triple of what it noramally is. Very effective to use in an interrogation to get straight and accurate answers fast without wasting hours of time on end with meaningless torture. Aizen had planned to use this specific drug to his advantage by having Gin ingest the drugs effects and be subjected to lowering his guard, allowing Aizen to commence forth with his intentions. His plans were not playing out like he had anticipated.
"Won't you take a drink of your tea, Ichimaru , it'll get cold if you let it sit like that." Aizen coaxed.
" Well sorry Aizen taichou, but I dun really enjoy drinkin' tea. Ya see, I never really had it much in Rukongai, so I ain't used ta the bitter taste an all." Gin wrinkled his nose in distaste.
"I see, well that is too bad, seeing as how I went through the trouble of going out and buying honey to make it sweeter and more enjoyable for you." Aizen smiled gently.
Gin raised an eyebrow, "Ya really did that for me?" he asked surprised.
"Of course I did, I wouldn't expect a child to drink the bitter tea us adults drink. Besides, you are going to work under me for a long time now, so I wanted our first unformal meeting to be ... comfortable for you. Again, Aizen smiled gently with a soft, non-threating expression on his handsome features.
"Well, I suppose if ya went through the trouble, it couldn' hurt ta try it." Gin raised the cup to his lips, but stopped suddenly and stared at Aizen.
" I know what you are trying to do." Gin's smile faded, and Aizen was startled at the sudden statement and Gin's missing accent.
"What do you mean, Ichimaru fukutaichou?" Aizen asked cautiously.
"You know exactly what I mean." Gin eyed him unflinchingly.
Aizen knew his cover was blown, ' It's not too late to take drastic measures' He echos in his head,' I still have kyokatsuigetsu...'