Just Trust Me

By: Crim

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Kubo Tite.

Author's Notes: This was a Drabble written for the 7 Day Drabble Challenge at the IchiRuki LiveJournal Community. The theme was "That does not go there."

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Ichigo closed the door behind him as he stared at Kuchiki Rukia, sitting on his bed with her hands on her lap as if she was waiting for him to appear.

"So are we gonna do this or what?" He bluntly asked. Rukia answered with a reluctant nod. "We both know that you need it. We shouldn't prolong it any longer." Ichigo tried to ease her anxiety by placing his hand on her shoulder. He even worked up a smile to give her extra assurance. As soon as Rukia smiled back, Ichigo reached out to his drawer and got the rubber material and the other necessary items ready.

"Wait, Ichigo." Rukia was stricken with grief again.

"I haven't even whipped it out yet. Calm down. It'll all be okay, Rukia." He hovered over her small body.

"No. I don't want to anymore!" She quickly turned her head to the side to avoid looking Ichigo in the eye.

"I know it's your first time, but there's no backing out now!" He took the rubber from its package, slipped it on, and tackled Rukia down onto the bed. Ichigo's strong body overpowered the petite woman and pinned her down by her wrists with one hand.

"No, Ichigo! Please, I'm scared!" Rukia whimpered.

Ichigo had never seen Rukia so submissive before. She always had a strong, domineering attitude and now her hidden frailty was exposed. "Look, don't be scared. I've never done this before either, but I am sure I know what I'm doing. Just trust me!"

"Ichigo! No!" Rukia couldn't move her body as freely since the weight of Ichigo's body was pressing firmly against her. Their body contact made them both sweat profusely and Rukia could feel something that caused her skin to moisten. She knew what was to come, but was still struggling.

"Quit moving! How am I gonna do this if you're constantly fidgeting? It'll be even more painful the more you keep moving, dammit!" The teen was finally impatient and took his chance.

"Ichigo! That does not go there!" Rukia's eyes widened as she felt a thrust that penetrated through her. Soon her body froze still and shockwaves traveled throughout her nerves.

"Here it comes," Rukia said to herself. She moaned the moment she could feel some sort of pressure and soon liquid started to fill up inside of her. Not a single drop was spared and as soon as it pulled out of her, blood started dripping. It was finally over. That part of Rukia's body felt numb and she could barely move again.

"There. That wasn't so bad, now was it? You start to get used to the pain the more you have it." Ichigo cleaned up the blood on her arm with a cotton ball soaked with rubbing alcohol then threw that, along with the rubber glove, in the garbage. "For a Shinigami who puts her life on the line killing dangerous Hollows, it's pretty pathetic if you can't even handle a simple vaccination."