I'll only put a note up on the first chapter just to say hello. Welcome to my attempt at exactly one hundred drabbles surrounding every aspect possible of the relationship between Aizen and Shinji. Seeing as how the subject matter is so restrictive and there are so many, these will undoubtedly range from the two hating each other to toleration and perhaps even romance (love?).I may throw a couple into an AU-type setting just so I can cover some of the less-likely scenarios. Other characters will likely be mentioned, but it'll probably be brief. Annnnd... dialogue will be brief, if existent at all. How much of that even needed explaining? Ah, well... Most of these will be extremely short, as drabbles are meant to be, but that also means they'll be easy to update~ I hope you enjoy!

Blanket Disclaimer: I don't owe any of this; the ideas are probably even recycled, by now.

Prompt: 001. Crash

"And then you came crashing in like the realest thing..."

"Half of My Heart" by John Mayer

Everyone trusted Aizen. From his time as an academy student to his brief stint as an educator all the way through his promotion to lieutenant. He was loved, admired, adored, worshiped, praised, and revered. No matter what he said, no matter how far-fetched it was, whomever he told would believe it. He could tell someone the sky was really green, and they'd have thought there was just something wrong with their own vision.

It came naturally, really. He didn't try too hard to be exceptionally kind or benevolent. And, of course, the closer he let someone in, the more they believed him and every little lie he told. What reason did they have to think otherwise, after all? His face was far too honest and his tone far too gentle to be labeled as someone evil.

Then came Shinji Hirako, crashing into Aizen's life, mistrusting him from the very start and never believing a word he said. He saw Aizen for the fake he was.

And it was the realest thing Aizen had ever known.

Prompt: 002. Dim

"My eyes are closed, I'm safe alone in my darkest dim."
"Darkest (Dim)" by Tokimonsta

Shinji loved to keep his office bright and airy. He really hated being cooped up or felt like he was shut away at all. Besides, who wanted to walk into some dusty, low-lit office and try to get anything done? Even during the winter when outside wasn't much brighter than inside, he kept the windows open. Aizen always told him he would get sick if he let the cold air in.

Shinji always told him to shut the hell up.

If anyone had known the true relationship between Aizen and Shinji- how the two despised each other and never trusted one another with anything- then they might not have found it too surprising that, when the lieutenant inherited his old captain's spot and, by proxy, office that he never opened it up to let the sunlight filter in. He didn't do it as some sort of petty revenge or a slap in the face to a man who would never see such a thing. He wasn't that childish.

Aizen simply found it easier to keep secrets in dim light.

Prompt: 003. Futile

"Resistance is futile."
The Borg (Star Trek)

He tried very hard. Harder at first, when he first realized, but he never really stopped trying. He tried to figure this other man out. He tried to understand this person; get inside his head. Of course, most of this man's actions were typical and could be easily predicted by almost anyone. But then there were times where his actions almost seemed to contradict his words; almost, but not fully.

And then they had no contact for over 100 years and it seemed like the enigma would never be fully discovered. And then they met in battle and, despite a sense of familiarity, they had both changed far too much that even the basic understanding he'd had of that other person had wiled away into almost nothing. And he realized, even as they were fighting, even as they were both, eventually, defeated, that this unknown aspect of the other man would never be figured out. At least, not by him.

And Aizen Sousuke met the first futile venture he had ever embarked on in trying to comprehend Hirako Shinji.

Prompt: 004. Erratic

"Only erratics recognize errors in patterns of a perfect design."

"Erratic Patterns" by Carbon Based Lifeforms

He could easily be called erratic by pretty much anyone. Even if there were crazier members of the Court Guards, Shinji always seemed to be labeled as 'wild'. Definitely in comparison to his lieutenant- even the one before Aizen- Shinji was a bit loopy and off-the-wall. At least, that's what he was told.

He didn't understand it, really. Sure, he was a bit loud and rough around the edges, but hell! That was practically the entire 11th Division! He didn't really do weird things; at least, he didn't think he did. For a long while, he just shrugged the comments off and figured the idiots didn't know what they were talking about. They didn't understand him. Hiyori might have, but she just loved to insult him, regardless of the truth behind it.

But when Shinji thought about it, it wasn't so bad. If everyone else thought him so different, then at least he could say that his erraticism came with perks. For one, he could say whatever he wanted and do whatever he wanted and barely have an eye bat in his direction. And the other, more vital importance was that, if he were erratic, then Aizen was his polar opposite; stable, logical, and consistent. It was hard to find a flaw with those traits, as far as everyone else was concerned, but with Shinji's more erratic view of the man, he saw right through him.

Yes, indeed, Shinji didn't mind being erratic in the least.

Prompt: 005. Loved

"You can look back and say: Yes, you were loved. "
"You Were Loved" by Whitney Houston

It was always said that with one came the other. Opposites always attracted; positives came with negatives, nights came with days, highs came with lows, hurts came with comforts, and hates came with loves.

For most of his life, Shinji could believe this. He found that no matter how good something was, there was always a bit of a bittersweet taste to it. Even victories came with the defeat of someone. So why had he thought that only the good things came with their negative counterparts? Why had he not realized, when he first felt that pang of distaste in his gut that it would, eventually, be complimented with something much lighter?

Frankly speaking, Shinji could never even fathom liking his lieutenant, let alone caring for him or loving him. The thought was unspeakable. But those opposites are always with each other and, though he ignored it and never voiced it, Shinji knew himself that there was something else there for Aizen. Of course, the thought was buried under years of hatred and revenge and Shinji had thought he'd finally banished that odd feeling that never really belonged.

Of course, Shinji had been wrong before.

It was only after Aizen's defeat, when he was being prepared to be sealed away for a very, very long time, that Shinji would speak the words to him. As he stood there, mere feet away from the other man, who was bound almost entirely by restrictive straps, his voice broke through the silence and before they had faded from the still air, Shinji was gone once again.

"You were loved."