Ch8 Part 3

Urahara briefly kept his eyes on the only and clearly biased captain supporting him before he turned back towards the man who'd ruined his life. The one currently outmanoeuvring him at every single turn without pause. He took in a deep breath as he minutely turned his gaze towards the restless captain-commander.

For whatever reason, the man seemed adamant on ending this early. Urahara briefly considered signalling Yoruichi into taking his Zanpakuto, as the trial prevented him from removing it, before his gaze locked onto Aizen's utterly amused expression and promptly squashed the thought.

"Aizen-taichou-" he grit his teeth at the word, his eyes showing his distaste, "-how about we speed this up? I doubt the commander would mind all that much," he forced the grin on his face as he finished.

"Sure, why not?" Aizen's remark only seemed to aggravate him all the more. The bastard wasn't even taking him seriously...

Urahara took in another deep breath before he focused his attention fully on the monster before him... The damn bastard clearly wanted to entertain notions of being from the future. So be it, he'll play along.

"Are you truly from the future?" He questioned passively. Almost expecting the answer. His mind briefly wondered what crime Aizen intended to try and pin him with ne-

"Yes, have you slept with Yoruichi?"

Urahara's brain, for a moment, seemed to glitch out at the question as a dark cloud of pure hate momentarily filled his eyes before he, suddenly though very briefly, considered screaming out for the entire realm to hear.

"Why! Do! You! Want! To! Know!? How does that have anything to do with this!?" He barely managed to get out through grit teeth.

Aizen Sosuke shrugged.

Urahara looked forward to the day he could skin the bastards fac-

'Wow!' he suddenly thought to himself, entirely uncomfortable with the road he'd suddenly found himself on. His gaze briefly turned back towards Aizen Sosuke's still smiling face before he realised, with growing horror, what the man's plan was...

Likely was... He'd found his confidence on how much he truly knew about the man wavering.

...

-Not-Aizen-

Jeez, Urahara did not take that well.

Do you truly not see what you're doing? Aizen questioned me. Surprising me somewhat.

"Answer the question," Another voice joined the fray. Unsurprisingly enough, it was Soifon's.

Every single one of you is a moron. Can truly none of Seireitei's finest feel that?

Feel what?

"Stay out of this Soifon!" Urahara suddenly turned, his hand dramatically pointing, a stern expression on his face, towards the only female captain in the room.

For one thing, the old man's impatience.

I blinked as I turned to look towards the Captain-commander, finding his eyes closed, his reiatsu was oddly none-existe-

I am inside it aren't I? That's why I can't feel anything.

Well done. I am thoroughly impressed.

Prick.

I appraised Yamamoto's current stance and deduced that atleast one captain-class Shinigami was probably going to die tonight.

And then, the man opened his eyes, only to find my own looking at him. I could see a glint form quickly as the old man, to my own confusion and Aizen's further annoyance, seemed to calm down? His shoulders sagged the slightest, as his expression turned passive and focused back on the trial at hand.

You are without a doubt the biggest moron I've ever seen... You've truly eclipsed my lieutenant...

... Thanks?

"You still haven't answered by the way Kisuke, everyone's waiting on you," I remarked quickly.

Seeping crest of turbidity. Arrogant vessel of lunacy! Boil forth and deny! Grow numb and flicker! Aizen suddenly exclaimed into my head breaking my focus in the process. As I quickly took a look around my surroundings. Aizen what are you doing? What's going on?

Disrupt sleep! Crawling queen of iron! Eternally self-destructing doll of mud! Unite! Aizen added on undeterred as my eyes widened.

An enemy? Where? I quickly turned back towards Urahara Kisuke, the mans own expression of bemusement mirrored, for the first time that, the rest of the captains.

Repulse! Fill with soil and know your own powerlessness! Aizen seemed to finish at the end and before I even knew it I suddenly, instantly, received or perhaps the memory was simply unlocked? Regardless he gave me the name of what he was trying to cast.

It was then and there, I saw it, just behind Kisuke, the entrance to the exit wide open. Far in the distance I could make out a twinkle of something?

"I am not answering that questio-" Urahara started...

I barely paid any attention to him as I simply crossed my arms and finished Aizen's kido spell for him.

"Hadō #90. Kurohitsugi!" (Black Coffin)

It was immediate, the captains all quickly got into a fighting stance as they each moved away though the darkness I'd summoned was faster as it quickly covered every single one of us inside between it's walls. just in time for the absolutely devastating blast of reiatsu that had suddenly crashed into the wall of darkness just behind Urahara Kisuke's frozen position. The man hadn't managed to move a muscle due to the sudden strain from the trial due to my own outburst.

The attack had almost managed to crack through the lvl 90, fully powered, hado.

I could see the supposedly unbelievably durable wall quickly start crumbling.

And I was frankly breathless, I panted trying to catch it to no avail at the sudden large depletion in reiatsu.

Still, wonder why Yamamoto looks so surprised? Wasn't that why he'd started panicking earlier?

I briefly turned towards Urahara before frowning when I couldn't make out the man's expression. He was staring away towards the source, likely wondering who that had come from.

Still, after having seen that Kido, I could, truly honestly say that.

Having superpowers is so awesome!

... I cannot believe my life is in your hands...

I'd say its in better hands.

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Aizen apparently had no response to that.

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Edit: Small change to Urahara's reaction to the question.