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Aizen had made sure he was early to class. He had pulled out his books sitting at his desk. He had to make sure that he was seen as some kind of model student so that when things went wrong or missing he would be the last one blamed for it. He was grinning to himself. Aizen was a pervert there was no doubt about that and he found that acting suave and polite usually got him what he wanted. Of course if anyone bothered to get to know the reason Aizen they would probably dislike him more then the fake Aizen since he had a habit of being touchy feely
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Aizen had returned to the room when he had forgotten some of his books. He had heard the disruption…everyone probably heard the whole thing. He smirked when he saw Grimmjow’s cat getting attention. He picked up his books and left again “I will see you in class” Aizen said to Grimmjow as he left the other male with his company
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“Call it intuition, call it whatever you like but I think you and I might be on the same page” Aizen smiled again and stood up looking at the clock on the wall it was almost time for their first class. “Well…saved my the bell Grimmjow. I may have started to get a little too friendly otherwise”
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Aizen smiled and nodded his head “I think you and I are going to get along well Grimmjow”
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Aizen smirked, he could actually see himself getting along with Grimmjow rather well. “I understand completely where you are coming from Grimmjow. My parents are no longer able to tolerate me. They consider me….unpleasent so they disposed of me here” Aizen sat up and he moved over to Grimmjow’s bed and at down, making himself comfortable “So..am I right in thinking that you want to be out of here as soon as possible?” He asked looking at Grimmjow, placing his glasses back on
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The only physical education Aizen was interested in was one with happy ending. “So you aren’t much of a academics man?” he questioned
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“No..I have physical education. As far as I am concerned that type of physical education is completely unnecessary” Aizen replied and sat on his bed once again observing Grimmjow then taking off his glasses, damn things could be a pain in the ass sometimes. He shifted his hand through his hair and looked at Grimmjow again “I don’t suppose you happen to have the same class do you?”
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“You and I have the same plans then”
Aizen said and pulled away his hand…a tongue piercing…interesting. Aizen pulled out another piece of paper that was his scheduel and looked over it. Letting out an odd “pffft” sound when he saw he had Physical Education. The rest was easy, too easy but doing anything physical that wasn’t somehow touching another human being he thought it was pointless.
“That’s rather bothersome” He mumbled to himself. Never mind he would find a way around it and come night fall he could shed his faux self and actually enjoy being able to be who he really was even if it were for a few hours. -
Aizen smirked when the cat hissed it him, how peculiar that something didn’t like him…he was very much used to it. He took out the last piece of his clothing and turned to face the other with a smile “Of course, how rude of me. I am Sosuke Aizen. But I do prefer just Aizen…it sounds more..fitting” He smirked and held out his hand for the other to take. As he looked at the young man he was taking in and observing everything about him. The way he looked, the way he sounded even the way his body moved Aizen took it all in. He was already rather curious about his room mate already and since they were going to be spending a lot of time together he may as well try and make nice. After all there was no harm in getting to know someone….
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Sosuke Aizen pushed up his thick framed black glasses and smiled sweetly at some other students that passed him by. He wasn’t here because he was troubled or on drugs or anything to put it bluntly Aizen was here because he had a superiority complex that his parents wanted fixed as soon as possible. He pulled the paper from his slacks and smirked at the number that was written on it. How fitting for him. Behind the shaggy hair and dorky glasses was a man whose intelligence proceeded everyone else’s, he was cunning, deceptive and what ever got him his own way he did it. He made his way to the stairs going up to the sixth floor to find his room. He knew that IF he had a room mate they would take one look at him and that he was just a nerdy dork who never did anything wrong. But that is what he wanted people to think. The sooner he was out of this place the better but until then he would have to lay low and be exactly what people thought he was. He made his way to the door marked 666 and knocked before entering to see that the room already had it’s first occupant. He took his bag to the empty bed and started to unload his clothes in an orderly and neat fashion. “My now isn’t this something special” he said in his low baritone as he admired the cat that roamed around the room. He didn’t touch it or do anything more then look. He didn’t have to be a rocket scientist to see that his room mate was clearly a fan of cats, and large ones at that which was fine with him. Nothing hardly ever bothered Sosuke except for idiots and ignorant people
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Name: Sosuke Aizen
Age: 18
Description: Sosuke (Prefers Aizen) is a tall, slightly muscular young man with shaggy brown hair and wears thick black framed glasses. He is extremely intelligent but is first class A hole. He is very friendly and sometimes a little touchy feely. He is very mild mannered and nothing bothers him except idiots. He can be deceptive and manipulative when it comes to others but he will also help anyone out….only if it somehow benefits him>1st period: Math
2nd period: Science
3rd period: World Studies
4th period: Languages
5th period: Study Hall
6th period: Physical Education (Which he doesn’t do cause he feel he doesn’t have to)
Room number: 666
Extra: Aizen was raised by wealthy and posh parents but they had always found it difficult to tolerate him. Not too many like Aizen but he proves himself to be a leader in most situations. He is friendly to everyone even if they are rude towards him. He isn’t used to others wanting to actually be around him. Nobody actually knows what the real Aizen is like because they don’t bother trying to get to know him. He does like people in general but finds those with extra curiosities to be very intriguing.Dorky Aizen —> http://www.deviantart.com/art/Bleach-aizen-sousuke-color-108677241
Smexy after dark Aizen —-> http://www.deviantart.com/art/aizen-detail-part-75871106 -
Dex downed the liquid and looked at the three then down at his hands. He had been keeping something from them that he wanted to keep quiet until he knew more bout it but he supposed that now was a good time to mention it.
“Witches huh? well we will definitely get to them”
He sighed and clapped his hands together, time to man up
“Ok…I’ll put this bluntly this angel-demon thing was only the tip of the iceberg. For the past three days there has been a lot of..well disturbances..but when it involves demons it has to be disturbing right?”
Dex stood up and moved over to his white board and pulled on a tab that was a map. On it was many red dots that had covered every single country. He turned at looked at his team
“For the past three days this is what has been going on. Everything from attacks to demonic possession. In all honesty….I think that someone or something has opened the gates to hell and what is in there is starting to come out and there really is no way to say this but I think we are fucked”
Dex didn’t know why the hell he was smiling. He supposed it was because he liked a challenge
“So…. I propose while we haven’t got any leads we go kick some witch ass and try to figure out what has happened and how do we stop whatever the hell is happening”
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“Hey Jojo!”
Dex said rather loudly. They hadn’t known the man very well but Dex wasn’t going to make it one of his missions that Jojo did become part of the family. He looked over the dark haired male and saw his eye twitching
“You ok Jojo?”
He asked as he rubbed over his wrist and stood up going over to the liquor cabinet and grabbing four glasses and some whiskey as he sat down again. He ignored Stark’s question since he knew it was a stab at him for being irresponsible.
Dex opened the bottle and started to pour in the amber liquid and moved each glass in front of his team mates. He had heard what Aura had said about Stark having her blood but he wouldn’t allow it, not after witnessing what Stark sometimes became after he had fed. He was protective over Aura that was something that he couldn’t help. It was just natural for him.
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“Alright but as long as we can go into one of those bra and panty shops”
He grinned and rose and dropped his eyebrows. Being perverted was just one of those things that came with his somewhat annoying personality. He saw the note that Stark had dropped on the table and Dex picked it up looking over the fancy “Stark” writing. He immediately scrunched it up and tossed it away. That was the one thing that could make Dex suddenly serious when his father was trying to contact him.
Dex hated his old man. He was only a kid when he had to pull a demon out of his own mother and all his father did was run away. He wasn’t interested in talking to him or trying to “work things out” he had no time for that bullshit. Dex smiled at Aura
“No need to worry honey, just an asshole looking for a way back in”
He reassured her and stood up from the chair and moved around and sat at the desk in front of Stark he held out his arm to the man. Dex could see that Stark was hungry and since it saved anyone else the pain of being bitten and having to deal with being looked at like a piece of meat every second day he offered his own blood to Stark to take.
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“Hey if it isn’t Buffy the Vampire Slayer…slay any demons this morning?”
Dex smiled and let out a soft chuckle. Knowing all too well that Stark would not have been able to do such a thing due to the sun and all. He looked back at Aura, she was right he was like a kid. He didn’t take much seriously even death. He was glad there was someone around that could heal in a magic kinda way it did come in handy.
He watched Aura work over his chest and abdomen, tending to the wounds that had been created. He cringed and groaned each time she stitched him. Even his toes curled at some point as he gritted his teeth. That was the only downside to getting injured the whole patching up thing. He didn’t care about the initial pain or the bleeding but being cleaned up and fixed was like hell for him.
“Thanks for patching this old man up”
Dex said in appreciation as he tried to ignore what was happening. He found relief when he was bandaged up and the pain had discontinued. He sighed and grabbed the packet of cigarettes on his desk pulling one out and lighting it. He took hold of the angels feather, it was completely powerless now but it was beautiful, pure and did come from and angel so there was a protection aspect to it as well. He opened up one of the draws and found some thin leather and began to tie it around the stem and made a necklace out of it. He leaned forward and tied it around Aura’s neck, tying it at the back in several knots
“An angels feather for my savior”
He smiled and gently tapped her under her chin in a playful and affectionate manner.