"Right, onii-sama?"

"...that's not wrong, right?"

However, the silver-haired man decided not to answer, as he felt a rather familiar presence draw near. Oh, what an interesting day this had turned out to be.

"Why don't ya' two take cover, ne?" Gin suggested with a smile before releasing the two girls, "Ah' have some guests ta' take care o'."

The moment the two were gone from his side, Gin was about to turn to the source of the spiritual pressure with a sickle-like blade flew past his head before being snapped back in an attempt to take the man's head off.

However, the blade never got that far, as the pale hand reached up and grabbed the chain, body spinning away from it so that momentum wouldn't have cut his head off anyways. With somewhat of a smirk, the man used his access to the chain and blade against Sayuri, shooting the blade back in her direction with deadly accuracy.

At the last moment, he let go of his grip on the chain so that the tension would be lost and her grip on the chain would do nothing to stop the blade from flying towards her. However, there was still Byakuya's petal-like blades to take into account.

With somewhat of a slight grimace, the former captain spun on his heel, drawing Shinsou in a fluid action.

"Shoot 'em dead," his smile widened slightly, "Shinsou!"

Maneuvering the blade with utmost control, his wakizashi extended and began to spin around himself, creating a protective barrier of steel about him, blade continuing to shoot out and slicing back at the barraging petals of Byakuya's blade.

"So rude." He leered after the assault had finally died down, his blade returning to normal. "But 'den ah' guess ah' should've expected it."

"Kuchiki-Taichou n' Sayuri-fukataichou... what an odd pair." Gin smiled humorously. "Tell meh', does lil' Rukia know ya two are goin' at it now?"

Of course, Gin knew that they probably weren't, he was just getting under their skin. In fact, aside from his assault on Rukongai, Gin had never seen Sayuri. He had only witnessed how easily she had dealt with Nnoitra.

"Sure ah' do! Yer' dumb, selfis', n' stuck up. What's more ta' know?" Gin countered, not seeming to make move as the girl released her bankai. In fact, the overwhelming release of reiastu only caused his hair to rustle about, as if he were enjoying a nice breeze.

Chuckling as the girl disappeared and petals began to collect about him, the man simply clicked his teeth and shook his head. "Ah'm disappointed, n' ya' speak so highly of yeh'self, cap'n o six."

"N' ya', lieutenant o' two." He said, turning his head a bit to the side. "Ah' ain't in the mood fer' lil' games. Go play wit' yer' filtheh' mistress, n' maybeh' she'll give yeh' a treat."

With enough jibes thrown for one moment, the fomer captain's reiastu suddenly surged, a violet aura that suddenly burst about him, shooting outwards and blowing back the petals that were flying towards him. The pressure was so intense that it could probably send an Espada slamming into a far wall.

... Had Gin always been this powerful? Had he always simply been hiding what he was? Or was it the effects of the Hoguoku? Who knew, but the power was there.

Suddenly, the silver-haired man was behind Gin, that same, sadistic smile. "Ya' always thought yeh' were deh' best."

With that, a blade swung towards the back of the captain's neck.