This choice: Ichigo has a accident and the needle shoots into his testicles • Go Back...Chapter #5Accidental Injection by: chaos   Ichigo walked down the street, a grimace firmly planted on his young face. He walked with his shoulders slumped and his head down, giving anyone that would make eye contact a nasty stare. He had one hand jammed into the pocket of his school slacks, with the other one holding the bag full of the strange, but more importantly expensive syringes. Ichigo could be heard grumbling incoherent things, making his already frightening guise more threatening.
What had him in such a bad mood, well, in more of a bad mood then usual, was that he was starting to think he’d been swindled into paying too much for the so called liquid candy syringes. Urahara wasn’t known for his honesty or straightforwardness, he could of easily tricked Ichigo into buying junk. The former shinigami knew that Ichigo know as much about the spirit society as he did about pacifism. Using that knowledge, he could of told Ichigo that he was buying a magic formula that would turn Rukia into a magic girl and he’d have no idea if the Wiley shopkeeper was lying. It annoyed Ichigo to think that he’d been taken as a fool, but as he thought about it, putting liquid candy in syringes seemed odd even for the soul society. They weren’t known for their sensibility, hell they still acted like it was ancient Japan even thought they had cell phones and computers. But, this seemed a little odd even for them.
“Let me look at one of these,” Ichigo said, stopping at the corner of the street. He opened and bag and looked in. Urahara had sold him six syringes; each full of the bright green concoction that he claimed was Chappy the Rabbit liquid candy. Carefully pulling one syringe out of the bag, Ichigo studied it. He prodded at the small rabbit sticker and turned it from side to side. It didn’t look like any candy he’d ever seen, but then again, he’d never seen the type of candy Rukia enjoyed. Knowing her, it had to be sour to match her attitude. He held his hand out to study the syringe in the fading sunlight. Soon it would be nighttime and he still had to get something to eat before heading to Orihime’s for their study date. The orange haired classmate was probably at her apartment right now, making mayonnaise and pickle sandwiches with peach flavored curry. Shuddering at the mere thought of tasting one of her creations, Ichigo looked at the syringe with a pensive eye. Maybe he could sample one of Rukia’s candies, just to find out what the big deal about them was. He thought about it hard for a second, causing him to miss the person sneaking up behind him.
“Hiya, Ichigo!” Cried an exultant female voice that proceeded to slap him on the back in a friendly gesture. The sudden noise and the hard physical contact to his back made Ichigo to flinch and pull his arms back to his body. He spun around to greet the person that had nearly caused him to have a heart attack. Standing in front of him was the very person he was planning to visit later tonight, Orihime Inoue. The bright and sunny orange haired girl was standing in front of Ichigo, her hair pulled back by her trademark hairclip and her shirt swelled with her also trademark bust.
“For Christ’s sake Orihime, don’t freak me out like that. I might have had an accident.”
Orihime opened her mouth to respond, but her voice died as she noticed something. Her happy grin faded and was replaced by a look of shock as she looked closely at something. Following her gaze, Ichigo saw what Orihime was looking at. When she slapped him on the back, he’d on impulse swung his arm down with the syringe still in hand. As he brought the needle down, it connected with him in a very bad place, namely his crotch.
“AAAAAAAHHHHH!”
“Ichigo calm down,” Orihime said, trying to get her friend to stop freaking out, but how could he. The syringe was still sticking out from between his legs. The plunger had been unintentionally hit and the ‘liquid candy’ had been pumped directly into Ichigo. It had missed his penis, but the needle had landed in his right testicle, which was now being filled with the green liquid Ichigo bought. Thinking fast, Orihime pulled the syringe out, thinking it might calm Ichigo down. It did have the desired effect, but Ichigo wasn’t totally calmed down. He felt strange and when he reached down to feel the pinpoint hole in his pants, he pulled back because his crotch felt sensitive.
“I got to get home. My dads a doctor, he’ll know what to do.” Ichigo said, not sure how he was going to explain stabbing himself in the balls.
Orihime grabbed his arm, looking at Ichigo with distress. “But your house is a ten minute walk away. My house is only a block away. I can use my powers to heal you and you won't have to explain how your accident happened.” Ichigo looked at Orihime’s concerned face. The usually blissful girl stared back, dead serious about helping Ichigo with his problem. She’d do anything to help him. After all, isn’t that what friends are for?
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