Cell Accomodations

"But, this world would never be had if not been for someone's influence." Vale stepped from the shadows of the room. "You know that, goddess of history." A smile formed at the corner of his lips. "You know all of history. But, you can not speak on the future. It is, as you say, unwritten. So, you try to write the future based on what you've seen in the past. The past has a nasty habit of repeating itself, doesn't it?" Vale's smile turned grim as his eyes glowed fire.

"Why would you return to him, Tervaden?" ask Sumi.

"He didn't have a choice." replied Vale. "And, you know why." Vale grabbed the back of Ichimaru's kimono and yanked him away from the goddess. He threw him into the bars, head first. "Centuries ago, Alister saw fit to redirect my path. He didn't see it as interfering. As you don't with Kita. So long as your vessel is on a path that does not threaten you, all is well. You're not interfering. You're directing. Which is the same fucking thing, in this case!"

Vale stepped toward Ichimaru, dropping his foot on the man's face. "A balancing act of dark and light, this is Kita's path. And, it remains as such even with this reversal of roles. It is just not the direction you would like it to go. Leave it be, goddess. You gods should know by now, the consequences of directing."

"The Soul King will come!" grunted Ichimaru from beneath Vale's foot.

Looking down before turning his attention back toward the goddes, Vale narrowed his eyes. "The Soul King knew he was wrong for rising from his seat, those many years ago. Sumi's life would not end with Kita. She is the goddess of history. And, so long as there is time, she will exist. If not in Kita, then someone else. Why he would come down to protect her for a brief moment in an immortal life, I do not know. Why he would chose to bless a child because he was birthed through the vessel, I do not know. She's a container. You don't bless the cup just because it came with the bowl."

"You want Kita out of danger, yet you keep placing her in it. You keep placing her family in it! Everyone's opinion is based on perception. And, so Kita's perception falls in line with yours, you gave her your opinion on a path she has chosen. Now, you take it from her."

Vale snapped his fingers, as Ichimaru disappeared from the cell in an eruption of flame. He pointed to the goddess as he stepped into an opening gate. "Do not direct, goddess. Do not interfere. A seraph is to remain silent in her vessel. Or, have you forgotten the rules?" Vale grinned as he disappeared into the gate and it closed.

"To Live or Die":

Even though she knew where she was going, Kisuke still escorted KIta to the cell where Aizen was being held. Entering the area, Aizen was still in a critical way--and Sada's poison was working just as it should--he was in a cold sweat and his body was jerking wildly, his head tossing side to side. Whatever he was hallucinating over it had him scared and on the run.

Kita could not help a wicked grin as she watched the man on the bed suffer. "Do I have to heal him right now?" She looked to Kisuke who was standing next to her.

"Kita," Kisuke replied with distaste in her words.

Her eyes narrowed at Kisuke's tone as she looked back at Aizen, "Think what you want, but you know he deserves everything happening to him. Even if it is," she slowly looked back at Kisuke, "a hallucination," a tear rolled down her cheek. "Let him suffer a little of what everyone else has. It will never come close to repayment, but it's a start."

Kita wiped away her tears shaking her head. "I know what Gin has done to me. I know he molded me into the person I am now, but if he hadn't we both would be dead right now. Gin could not carry me and protect us both."

She fell silent, "Gin was trying to fulfill the promise he made to you." She looked Kisuke pointedly in the eyes. "The promise to protect me no matter what. Yes, bad things happened to me, but they happened to Gin as well. Neither of us was exempt from Aizen's wrath."

She sighed and cast her eyes to Aizen lying on the cot, more tears falling as she thought about the night Aizen came into their room and attacked them both, having his way as he pleased. A night that haunts her whenever she closes her eyes or sees the scar on Gin's forehead. "The things he did. Haunting things. Things to make us bow. Things to rip us apart from the inside out." Her hand lifted as she wiped away a falling tear. "Gin was the only one there for me and I was the only one there for him. So many times we had to pull one or the other back on their feet. Healing was not just a physical thing for us. We had to mentally heal one another as well. We were one another's rock, one another's anchor. So if I submit to Gin, he deserves every bit of my undying attention and love. He did what he promised me. He brought me home. He got me out of that Hell called Las Noches, and he deserves more than what any of you will ever give to him."

She looked back at me, a hateful look in her red and swollen eyes from crying, but if I looked deep enough I could see the sweet, warm-hearted girl that was sent off to fight a war that was not hers. She was in there, but her mental and physical anguish was so deep that the girl she once was, was trapped deep inside. She was hurting so badly and no one understood her pain--mentally or physically--no one but the man who was being blamed for her change, and here, she was standing in front of the man who caused all of that torment, and was being made to heal him for the sake of the greater good. "Kita..."

Her head shook as she looked on at Kisuke. "Go make your call to Kyoraku-sama. I will heal Aizen and then I am leaving. Get your answers, but I warn you. If he runs free after you get them." She paused and looked at Aizen once more. "I will kill him when he is found again. Gin willing or not."

The commander lowered his hat over his eyes. “It is supposed to be near impossible to break out of the Muken unless without the specific keys and Aizen had eight seals on him in addition to the usual sealing. And yet, he managed to do so in a way I still don’t fully comprehend, but that’s a moot point. I haven’t found answers to that escape since the last two wars. I’m not going to find it now.

What is your proposal to keep him locked away this time? The Forever Seal? Anything we do here will be a risk. I hate to say it, but that is the reality of the situation. You and I both know it. Anyone with any snuff in this war knows it. It’s who that man is, even if he is drooling in pain right now.”

“Interesting,” the commander murmured. “It’s been a while since I’ve been in those cells but I don’t remember them being completely isolated. So unless that can change, I’m not sure about putting him there. No, I think it’s better to say it won’t happen unless he can be separated from everyone. I don’t want him whispering in anyone’s ear again.”

He paused. “As for the Mod Soul, will his loyalty be infallible? With or without his powers, Aizen is one of the most intelligent people in any of the three realms."

"The cells are not completely isolated, but it would not be hard to make one that way. As for the MOD Soul being infallible, it would be a simple tweak to make that happen." Kisuke exhaled his eyes drifting back to Kita and Aizen. "I believe we can make this happen, Kyoraku. We have to."

The commander released a long sigh. "I agree with you, Urahara. Since you told me last night that he was coming here, I've been trying to figure out how to end this permanently. Him, the Hogyoku, our influence organizing the natural chaos of Hueco Mundo even. The fact of the matter is that the Soul Society, the Gotei, failed to hold Aizen using our methods. We will try this route; however, at the first signs of weakness, we change it to something else. We don't wait. This is long overdue."

He fell silent for a few moments. "Will your family, your son, be against you maintaining this? This is your Mod Soul. You should be in charge of keeping it sharp. The less knowledge we spread around, the more of a chance we have that this will be the final resting place we desire."