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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4810004/2/"Well, that seemed to have worked." Aizen's voice broke through his thoughts again. With a happy smile down at Ichigo, he addressed his subordinate. "Kaname, keep an eye on the boy. We're taking him with us."
Ichigo choked and sputtered, trying to get to his feet again. "What? Y-you can't just-!"
"Yes, sir." Abruptly, Tousen was standing next to him. The heel of his right foot slammed into his back, forcing him painfully to the ground again. Tousen had him firmly pinned.
"Kurosaki-kun!"
"Kurosaki!"
"Ichigo!"
Ichigo's friends sounded horrified. The sound of running footsteps let him know that they were heading his way, and immediately, he forced his head up to face them. "Stay back!" he yelled desperately. There was no need for them to get hurt, too.
"The others are still useless to me," Aizen commented. "Gin, kill them."
"No!" Ichigo continued to struggle against Tousen's hold, ignoring the pain ripping through him at every movement.
Gin paid him no heed, simply drawing his sword and pointing it at Ichigo's friends. They had stopped running towards Ichigo by now and were instead standing defensively behind Inoue's shield, though most of them were still watching Ichigo fearfully.
"Shoot to kill, Shinsou," Gin released his sword with a disturbingly happy look on his face. His blade extended towards the group at an alarmingly fast pace.
Instead of hitting Inoue's shield, though, Gin's sword came instead into contact with an enormous swarm of pink, which stopped it dead in its tracks. Behind the swarm, standing protectively in front of Ichigo's friends, was Byakuya, his expression as cool and deadpan as ever.
"Byakuya..." Ichigo let out in surprise. He hadn't honestly been expecting him to show up again. Now that he thought about it, though, it made sense. He hadn't actually defeated him, and now he was still in good enough condition to fight. Ichigo couldn't help allowing a smirk to cross his face. That was one thing that had gone well, anyway.
Byakuya wasn't looking at him, instead keeping his gaze on Gin while his blade returned to its normal length. When it was wakizashi size again, he turned to Aizen and Tousen. "Release Kurosaki Ichigo," he directed.
Aizen raised his eyebrows. "Release him? Why?"
Byakuya's eyes narrowed. "I swore an oath to kill him personally. I will not have him taken from me before I can do that," he said coldly.
If Ichigo could have smacked his forehead, he would have. Typical Byakuya. Knowing him, he meant it, too.
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