I own none of the rights to bleach, those go to Tite Kubo

This is my kinda second fic. The firsts probably almost finished.

Summary:

They all died. The only people he had left to save now were those who'd probably never know it was him. They wouldn't remember the event anyway and all he wanted to do was forget. The battle with Aizen, what if something went wrong.

Is There Reason?

They were stood above a huge crater, Aizen and Ichigo. Dust blew around them as it recoiled from the latest attack. Azien had become what looked like a hollow that had multiple white wings, head were on the ends of each wing their white faces all blank except for the hollow teeth that were clamped shut.

It was the end and Ichigo knew it, but what was the point in him fighting anymore? Everyone Ichigo cared about had died, either killed by Aizen or his Arrancar. Chad, Renji and Rukia had been taken down by Rudbornn Chelute. The other captains he didn't know about but many of them had been injured so servilely Ichigo was unsure they were still alive. Urahara, Yoruichi and his father had been by Aizen himself but not before Isshin had taught Ichigo the Final Gestugatensho. Aizen had also killed off his sisters and his school friend's right before Ichigo had arrived, he'd been too late to save them too. And finally there was Ishida and Orihime. It had been his entire fault. He had lost control and it had cost him. He'd gone to Hueco Mundo to save Orihime, not kill her and then Ishida who had gone along with him had also perished at his hand. He'd woken up to see his sword implanted in Ishidas chest and Orihime laying on the floor, her neck broken as blood spilled out the back of her head. Those images would haunt Ichigo for the rest of his life. No matter where he went or how much he tried to forget, he would always remember their broken bodies as they lay lifeless under the cold everlasting night of Hueco Mundo. Ulquiorra had been the one to prevent his rampage but snapping off one of the horns from his hollow mask. He too then began to disappear but not before some parting words that still rang in Ichiogs even now,

"I was beginning to understand what the woman meant by a heart. It's a shame her life was ended by the one she seemed to love, how tragic. You should go trash, it is pointless in staying here as you have already defeated me. Maybe if you're quick enough you can save the rest of your friends even if it's only prolonging the inevitable. Aizen-sama will dispose of you all in the end."

But he hadn't been able to save any of them. The only people he could save now would be strangers, people he never knew. Only a few of them would remember him, in the future they might have seen him as the Lone Hero of Katakura town. But Ichigo would never know as events were changing.

No tears fell from Ichigos eyes as he remembered the time he'd had with those he cared for. The only emotion was rage that burned through his usually caring eyes while he glared at Aizen with an unwavering hate.

"Let's end this already, Aizen." Ichigo sighed, as he decided that the time to finish this was now. Brining his zanpakuto in front of him Ichigo spoke again, "I've grown sick… of your arguments."

His head bowed with his lengthened orange hair falling over his eyes, Ichigo swung Zangetsu to his left as he brought it round his head and in front of him. His burnt looking left hand supporting the right just where the chain started he began to end what had been going on for too long.

"This is the Final Gestugatensho!"

Black and blue reiatsu surrounded Ichigo as it shot up into the sky creating a giant luminous column of pure reiatsu. Aizen stood in front of the column of Ichigos reiatsu in shock, he had felt nothing from the boy who had discarded his reiatsu so how was he able to create such a huge amount?

"What is…" Aizen trailed off as he could see a silhouette inside the tower who looked nothing like Kurosaki Ichigo, "that form?"

The reiatsu started to disperse in crude giant black ripples leaving a platform underneath the new form. With a huge force the platform of reiatsu blasted towards Aizen who quickly shielded himself from the onslaught. He stared in aware as the figure before him stood shrouded in black reiatsu with long jet black hair and grey bandages that covered his chest and right arm.

"The Final Getsugatensho is me becoming Getsuga itself." The figure called his red eyes visible as he lifted he head to take on Aizen, "The Final Getsugatensho, if I use this technique then I lose all of my soul reaper powers. That is what 'Final' means."

Aizen couldn't grasp what had happened, he still couldn't sense the boy's spiritual pressure and he had evolved into a being far beyond that of soul reapers. And because of that no soul reaper or hollow could detect his power unless he brought it down to their awareness. The unwanted realisation hit Aizen that this boy could be on a higher level than himself.

"Absurd!" Aizen yelled his black hollow-like face twisting into anger, "that couldn't possibly be! A mere human cannot surpass me! That can't be!"

Ichigo held out his right hand as some of the black reiatsu transformed into a thin black blade like that of his bankai.

"Mugetsu." Was all Ichigo said before blackness overcame everything and his sliced towards Aizen, in doing so he connected with the Hōgyoku that was placed in Aizens chest. His thoughts at that precise moment were that he wished to go back and prevent this from happening. To go back with the strength he had now and defeat Aizen before he could kill all those that Ichigo loved. The Hōgyoku who had now disregarded Aizen as its master and chose Ichigo as it new one, decided made this impossible desire come true. As it left Aizen and integrated itself into Ichigo the giving of Ichigos desire started as time started reversing.

While this all happened Ichigo was sat back in his inner world which was currently being restored to its skyscraper glory. He hollow and Tensa Zangetsu were just as he'd left them after learning the Final Getsugatensho. But instead of standing on a submerged building they had taken to a restored skyscraper and watched as something dashed around in the distance restoring the place. Ichigo went up to join them expecting to yell at him for using Mugetsu, instead they just smiled at him and indicated for him to stand between them.

"Do you guys know what's going on?" Ichigo asked.

"Well kingy, someone seems to be restoring the place if ya hadn't noticed." The hollow being no help pointed out, as it threw its horned mask in the air and caught it.

"I believe that the Hōgyoku has decided to take up residence." Tensa said as he reached round and smacked the hollow for being unhelpful.

"What? The Hōgyoku is in here? Why?" questions poured out his mouth and more would have had Tensa not held his hand up in silence.

"Let me explain as much as I can Ichigo. When you took the final strike at Sōsuke Aizen the Hōgyoku realised you were more powerful than its master. Because of that it wanted to join you and leave its master. The only reason this happened was because you touched it while desiring to go back and stop everything as you are now. Using that the Hōgyoku forced its way into here and started reversing time so you could achieve your desire and that has now left you permanently in Mugestu form." Tensa finished just as the hollow decided to add more.

"So kingy ya've one more chance to save all those humans you love. How nice. You can still use my power even you Mugestu, just to let ya know."

"So how long until it's done?"

"Not long I shall be finished soon, you have a minute to converse with the others and then the fun shall begin." A childlike voice echoed across his mind-scape, while Ichigo was left confused the other two spirits seemed to become annoyed with the new addition.

"We do not need a child like you here, leave us!" Tensa yelled back to the voice.

"Now that wasn't nice, I only want to make the master happy." The voice appeared behind Ichigo as he found a young girl clinging onto his back platting his long black hair, a mischievous grin plastered across her face.

"Hey kid! Get off the king!" The hollow lunged forward to grab the child but Ichigo stopped him.

"Don't. Think about it, we can go back and stop everyone from dyeing and destroy Aizen." The others reluctantly nodded in agreement as Ichigo set the girl down. She had short purple hair that just touched her shoulders, her fringe was pulled back with a clip that had a butterfly on it and she had amethyst coloured eyes that sparked like the jewel they were. As for her clothes she wore a simple white dress trimmed with purple that reached just below her knees and her feet were left bare.

"YAY! Then I can stay?"she giggled turning to the zanpakuto and hollow who were both unsurprised Ichigo let her stay, "hum, I think I'll call you tenny-chan." She pointed to Tensa and then to the hollow,"and you Shiro-chan because you're so white."Squeeling in happiness the girl gave Ichigo a hug and the both the hollow and Tensa who seemed to relax afterwards.

"Do you have a name?" Ichigo asked as he started thinking of one for her.

"I do not,"She bowed her head in sadness, "would master give me one?"

"Just call me Ichigo, master sounds a bit weird." He now had the perfect name, "and I already have a name for you, I think Chouko (A/N, Butterfly child, I hope I got this right) would suit you."

"YAY! Thank you Ichi-ni," she gave Ichigo another hug before becoming serious again, "The recovering is complete, the fun shall start. I'll talk to you soon ichi-ni, in the mean time I'll play with Tenny-chan and Shiro-chan."

"Wait! What-" Ichigo was cut off as he felt himself being pulled back consciousness.

I suppose compared to my other fic the hollows going to be 'nicer' so to speak...

You know when I was writing about the Hogyoku I kinda had the image of the pokemon Kirlia in mind. No idea why :L

Anyway hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, review with feedback please :)

P.S This story may have slow updates cause I'm trying to finish the first part of The Soul Fades. But when it's done I'll concentrate more on this one, if people like it.