Throne Room

Grimmjow smirked, "And you want me to do it? Sounds like fun."

Aizen said nothing as the Espada turned on his heels, Aizen's hand quickly clasping down to his shoulder. "One moment Sexta." Aizen released him and turned his back to the Espada. "Leave the woman. She is protected by Tervaden and will rip through you like water through paper." He turned and looked at him once more. "Bring me the boy," He smirk returned. "The woman will return on her own."

Grimmjow's grin reappeared across his face, "The boy will be here soon then," He growled, "Oh I can't wait to see the look on that bitch's face."

Aizen chuckled at Grimmjow's words and then turned, nodding at his Sexta Espada.

The Espada turned and disappeared out of the room.

"Are you having fun playing house. Tetsuya?" Aizen's voice echoed through the empty room.

"Stop the bullshit, Sousuke! What do you want?" Seto bellowed looking around the room.

Footsteps were then heard, but he never appeared in front of the man. "You have changed. I guess fatherhood changes people in different ways." A silence fell around them. "I hear a congratulation is in order. Not only have you married my Queen, she is due with twins. A nice added addition to the family."

Aizen chuckled as his hands rose above his head even though Seto did not see them. "What do I always want, Tetsuya?"

Chuckling again Seto shook his head. "Well sorry I can't fit the realms into my pocket or I would have brought them with me." Suddenly a rage flared in the mans eyes as he looked straight at Aizen not realizing Aizen was standing there. "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT!"

Aizen chuckled stepping closer to him. "I think your temper has worsen in your time away. You coming back might do you some good."

"So you won't be returning. Is this what I am hearing?" Aizen asked him as he appeared atop the pillar where his throne sat. "Even knowing, Hell is close at hand."

"And, why would I?" Seto looked to the man, shaking his head. "What can you offer me? You're entirely too selfish to even do that. You want someone to follow you blindly. Someone who will jump when you've finally grown bored enough to give them something to do. I have a family, Sousuke. A growing one. And, there is nothing you can give me that will make me walk away from them."

An eyebrow raised. "Nothing? Nothing I can do to change that?" He chuckled softly. "You forget who I am and what I am capable of. Vale Tervaden." Aizen fade out of sight again. "Just remember that tiny bit of information, and I will be seeing you very soon."

Aizen's laughter echoed around the room. "Yes. Leave you alone. I won't raise a finger toward you, but my orders might prove different toward your little makeshift family." Aizen voice traveled further away from him. 

"And do not worry about Ichimaru. He will find his place soon enough. Just not at my side."

"The Key":

The throne room was empty, or so it seemed, as Gesshin walked in with the young sliver haired reaper shoving him forward to get him to walk, with stumbling steps forward, Sojiro Ichimaru finally stopped in front of the throne pillar. Sojiro looked up and grinned, his grin reminding Aizen of the boy's father, Gin Ichimaru.

“I know you’re there. Show yourself, Sousuke Aizen,” Sojiro called out to him from below the pillar.

Aizen chuckled lightly as he appeared in front of the boy. “You have grown in the last three years. What are you now nineteen, twenty?”

“I doubt you dragged me here to tell me that or to admire my growth, Aizen. Why am I here? Get to the point,” Sojiro growled at him.

Aizen chuckled again as he turned from the boy. “I am not sure who you’re turning out to be more like.” He paused and turned slightly looking at the boy, a smirk across his lips. “Your father or Vale Tervaden.”

“Get to the point, Aizen,” Sojiro growled, a glare now set within his violet eyes.

“How is your mother? Well, I hope.” He turned and started walking his path once more. “She should be here soon.”

Aizen's smirk remained.  "Oh, but I think you will, and I am sure you know why." He turned and faced the boy as a hand lifted, a fraccion walking out with the small box in his hands. He watched as the boy's eyes widened.

"I am sure you know what this is. After all," he stepped toward the boy. "Between you and my brother, you kept it very well hidden from me." He paused. "Now. You have one of two choices." He paused again, his smirk growing wider.

"No. You have one choice. Bring me the key or Soul Society will be getting another visit from my Ayakashi."

Now standing in front of Sojiro, he leaned in and whispered softly. "You would not want that, would you?"

Aizen's hand clamped down on the boy's wrist as he went to draw his blade. He started to chuckle softly as he stood before him again. "Your mother is faster than you." Releasing him, he turned, walking away from the boy again.

"You have twenty-four hours to produce the key. If I do not have it in twenty-four hours, not only will I send my Ayakashi to your front door, but your mother's and that lovely little lady that you have become so smitten over. What~ was her name?" He snapped his fingers. "Yes. Makino Masanobu. Correct?"

He heard Sojiro growl as he turned looking at him, Gesshin holding the boy in his place.