Chapter #3Renji Abarai by: poky   Renji fell to his back in the deep icey sand, his chest rising and falling, each breath labored and deliberate. The prideful shinigami drove his muscular fingers into the sand, gripping it while shaking with rage and fear of his assailant. He'd tried everything he knew but the hollow was too strong, even his Bankai failed to penetrate the hollow's spiritual pressure far enough to damage his clothing. He looked up and glared at the smirking face of the hollow that towered over his tiny self, his face himself.
The red-haired Shinigami was sent on a mission to investigate a series of missing souls in the real world. It turned out to be a powerful hollow which have been shrinking souls for easier hunting and killing. The hollow is also be able to take form of any soul, so it can take form of the red-haired Shinigami. Unfortunately, Renji didn't know about that until he was shrunken down to the size of a bug, facing the now giant hollow. " Well, now it's time to stomp the crap out of you and end your life!" The hollow said with Renji's voice and his usual cocky tone.
Renji tried to run away as the giant sole start descending on him, but was paralyzed because of fear. Then, he remembered about the contingency plan he once planned for this kind of situation. He fished inside his pocket and pulled out one small purple pill he stole from the Urahara's shop. This pill was still in experiment and was said that depend on the situation, he can teleport the person who eat the pill to the safest place. Renji didn't know about the side effects but it dosen't matter in this situation. He quickly gulped down the pill and immediately he felt a burning pain on his chest and a tugging feeling in his gut. He felt very dizzy and blacked out and teleported to another place as the hollow stomped down onto the ground. "Where did that little bitch go?" The hollow thought as he checked his sole, expecting to see a smeared body but saw nothing.
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"Owww...,my head... Where am I?" Renji groaned as he has just woken from his blackout. After he checked that he is alive, the first thing he noticed is the musty smell around him, his surrounding is all dark, and he seemed to be buried under something soft. *cough*cough* "Oh my god! What the hell is this thing?" Renji mumbled as he took a whiff of the nasty odor around him. "Oh my god, I can't handle it anymore! I need to get out of here!!" The red-haired Shinigami thought as he started to crawl towards the surface. As he crawled, he flet something moist and the odor seemed to be coming from everywhere. His face even once jammed into something slimy and salty, and the musky odor is overwhelming. Renji quickly wiped that thing off his face and spat some of that thing out of his mouth.
After crawling for a while, he finally crawled onto the surface. After gasping a few gulps of fresh air, he noticed that his sword is missing, and he thought that his sword must still being buried inside there. He also noticed that the 'ground' was colored, and the odor seems to be coming from the ground. It took a while for the red-haired Shinigami to realize that he was standing on a giant hamper of dirty laundry! The thing that his face jammed into is a pair of briefs, and the slimy thing that on his face is.... he quickly wiped his face thoroughly and spat all the residue in his mouth. He realized that he is in a male teenager's bedroom, according to the posters and all the other stuff. Oddly, the bedroom is clean for a male teenager's bedroom, with the tidy laundry and without the scraps on the floor, Renji quickly looked around and saw the humongous furniture around him. He recognized the furniture and realized that he was in Kurosaki Ichigo's bedroom! He wanted to get out of the laundry fast and started to run to the edge to climb down.
Suddenly, there was a loud BOOMing noise. It was quickly followed by another BOOM…then another…then another. The booms were getting closer and Renji realized that the sound was footsteps. He tried to run quickly towards the edge and tried to climb down the hamper as someone enterd the room. Renji watched as the towering form of the orange-haired Substitute Shinigami, Kurosaki Ichigo appeared at the doorway.
"I'm home!" Ichigo shouted as he walked inside his bedroom. Judging by his button-up shirt, Renji assumed that he just come back from school, and it must be a hot day, because his shirt was sweaty and stuck against his pecs and his abs sexily. Maybe because of his shrunken state, Renji was in awe of his towering rival and friend. "Damn today is hot!" Ichigo muttered as he wiped the sweat off his forehead and started to strip off his clothes. He took off his school shirt, revealing his large pecs, and a gorgeous eight pac. His biceps flexed as he removed his shirt, showing off the power of his huge arms. He quickly undid his zipper, and yanked his pants off, showing his tight undies with cartoon characters covering it. His bulge was huge, much bigger for a boy his age. His dick was pushing against the fabric, it looked eight inches long, and it wasn't even fully hardened! Ichigo's thighs flexed as he removed his tight pants, and his calves were very well toned. He wiggled out of his tight briefs, releasing that giant appendage concealed within. He removed his socks off of his huge feet, and tossed them towards the laundry hamper.
Renji tried to dodge as he saw the giant sweaty socks flying towards him, but with no avail. He was completely covered by this sweaty clothing. A face full of male sweat was the last straw for Renji. He didn't care about the humiliation of his circumstances any more. He needed help from anyone who could hear him, and he need it now. He crawled out from under the dirty socks and screamed. "HEY!! ICHIGO!! HELP ME!!! DAMN IT!"
He jumped with glee as he saw the muscular giant started to walk towards him, as if the giant had noticed him. He continued to jump and shout his only saviour's name as Ichigo walked towards him and standing in front of the hamper. Renji was in awe with the titanic giant in front of him. His neck arched as his eyes climbed two muscular thighs, a light orange crown of pubes, a mountainous set of abs, two perfectly sculpted pecs, to Ichigo's handsome face. From this angle, Ichigo truly looks like a Greek god. The muscular body is glistening with sweat under the light. Renji shouted his rival's name loudly, hoping he would look down and notice him, but Ichigo seemed not to notice him. Instead of looking down, Ichigo started to flex his muscles in front of him! His biceps rose like mountains as he flexed, the veins was pumped with blood. His pecs bounced as he flexed and his eight pac abs clenched with pure power. Renji wondered why ichigo started to flex all of a sudden, as if he was trying to intimidate him. He turned around and he saw he was looking at...... himself. He was standing in front of a mirror! Ichigo didn't even notice him! He was just want to admire his muscular body! Renji continued to stare his friend admiring his own body as he tried to think of a way to get himself noticed.
As Renji tried to figure out a way to get noticed, Ichigo mumbled something as he bend down to grab something from the hamper. Renji was so consumed with his thought as he didn't notice Ichigo grabbed something and didn't got the time to get away. Renji was completely trapped in that thing as Ichigo started to putting it on. It is......  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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