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22 May 2008 @ 10:25 pm
Vantage Point  
Title: Vantage Point
Character: Aizen (slight Aizen x Gin, Gin x Rangiku)
Fandom: Bleach
Genre: Introspection, General
Rating: PG
Word Count: 320

Aizen sees waste and vulgar and all things apolaustic (and apocalyptic).

From his perch high-on up, he sees everything. And what Aizen sees, Aizen knows. And what Aizen knows, he does and so on and so forth till he’s bled himself all dried out. Till he can’t see anymore (his eyes are sanguine and his heart is sanguinary).

That is when he decides to do.

Make, break, just do something.

Because Aizen likes to think of himself (picture-perfect) as a god. The ultimate, beginning and end and so and so forth. Everything else: The Sacrilege.


He tells Gin of his utopia, tells Gin first (tells Gin everything, like how Matsumoto Rangiku was sleeping with you-know-who, that-who). Tells Gin always. Because it is Gin, and he could trust Gin.


Like this, for instance.

For instance, when they are smiling like two drunk heroes, filled to their stomachs, aching and bursting (in agony) of victory. Victory not-there but will be. Soon.

Some time or another.

He thinks (and says, confident—reassured, as always).


So he decides, inevitably, this all must come down. Cataclysms, the whole can-do.

So, he peers down at all the little specks of rust below. And sees this person and that person, and this who will soon be dead, and that who will suffer a great deal.

A lot.

The lot of them.


Aizen on his throne, Aizen on his marble pedestal. Aizen the Great (he likes the sound of that, how it smoothly rolls off the tongue).

Aizen the Idiot, that one he does not like.

But Gin calls him that, when they are alone at night and the others are either dead or asleep. Or both (just because you can). Because Gin is furious, is positively burning in anger, narrowing his slit-eyes in pure venomous hatred.

Because that girl (Matsumoto, he thinks) is dead. And It Is All His Fault.

Or so Gin says.

incandescensincandescens on May 23rd, 2008 08:33 am (UTC)
Fascinating piece. I like this.
Kalliel: takaramachikalliel on May 23rd, 2008 01:15 pm (UTC)
I really like the momentum this one has. Very stream of consciousness, yet it feels...god, how do I explain this? XP Um. Like someone breathing. Like,

inhale--"Aizen sees waste and vulgar and all things apolaustic
exhale-- (and apocalyptic).

...Er. So that was a horrible attempt at getting that point across!

But I really like the balance you have with Aizen here, his need to see everything; and when he's glutted himself with visions, his need to act on some of them.

Very interesting piece!
yawns_widely on May 25th, 2008 11:24 am (UTC)
You have a really unusual style of writing, that I admire for its disjointed immediacy and its fast pacing and vibrancy. The repetition of words and the asides work brilliantly. I had to re-read this to really appreciate the style.

The close is wonderful, and so disregarding of Gin's feelings, 'Or so Gin says' as if he is so below him that the comment on Matsumoto is an afterthought, which ties in with the God complex at work here.

I know you're a mod, but I can't see why you haven't entered this ... I checked for it on the voting list, because ... well ... this is the entry that I want to vote for *crosses arms*
Augustus totally pwns Willendorfhellesque on May 25th, 2008 10:07 pm (UTC)
Thank you. :)

I guess it's cos since I'm the only mod, I don't want to have anyone thinking that I would be unfair when monitoring the voting. But it's okay. The writing was fun, good enough for me.
yawns_widely on May 27th, 2008 03:09 pm (UTC)
Fair enough.
Christy: reborn! -- rokudo mukuro; Re°rinhail on March 6th, 2011 02:41 pm (UTC)
Marvelous piece of work! The last sentence is Aizen all the way. (: