Title: A Ripple of Truth Amongst a Wave of Deceit.
Characters: Aizen Sousuke and Ichimaru Gin.
Location: Silverflame.
Time Frame: Early A.M.
Status: Complete.
Warnings: Filled with badassery and evil. Your head may explode from the awesome.
3:12 A.M. The Silverflame was completely silent, save a few squeaks and gurgles from rusty machinery. Aizen
sat amongst the shadows in the crew quarters. Arms resting upon the chair, supporting his head with the index finger of his left hand. He was completely comfortable. Completely at peace.
Upon Captain Ichimaru's desk, there had been a small, torn off sheet of paper with just the numbers "0315," an indication that in three minutes time, there would be a meeting between two old friends. It had been dreadfully boring keeping up the facade -- especially around two people as insignificant as Hanatarou and Kon. With patience comes great rewards, and Aizen had many rewards to claim.
And so, he was patient. However, it would be nice to be himself for just a moment. Not Aizen Sousuke -- after all, Aizen Sousuke did not exist.