Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach, or any of the Bleach characters used in this fic. They all belong to Tite Kubo: the genius behind the captivating manga that started it all. I only own any of my original characters that I choose to include, as well as any of my own original plot ideas.
Not Man Enough
Prompt: Whirl around...
A/N: For LJ, and a challenge against St. Harridan.
"Make it stop, dammit! Make it stop!"
Blurred colors were all he could see at the moment, aside from the inside of his eyelids. Sadly, that made it much worse. Rukia, on the other hand, was laughing and squealing with joy, her arms thrown up out her her seat as the machine jerked the car around sharp corners and up impossible loops. Had he thought to bring his badge on the ride, Ichigo would have gladly jumped right out of his own skin.
He felt himself growing more and more sick with each passing second, trying to drown out the obvious thoughts that filled his head. He hadn't been too interested in getting on this crazy thing in the first place, but Orihime and Rukia had talked him into it. Swallowing the lump in his throat, Ichigo looked back, completely horrified to see that Chad was sitting perfectly still in his own car, showing no sign of entertaiment nor fear.
Killing Hollows was one thing, but rollercoasters, what with their insane, gravity-defying feats, scared the living hell out of him.
As the car began slowing down, Ichigo felt something rise in his chest. Either his organs were returning to their rightful places, or he was about to be sick. When it finally came to a stop, he leaped right out of the blasted thing, ignoring the harsh words of the man who was tending to the ride. Hands on the rim, he held onto the trash can for dear life, still feeling as though he were about to loose it all.
"Oh, gods," he breathed, composing himself. Throwing up was not his activity of choice.
"What's wrong, Ichigo?" Rukia teased. "Can't handle a little coaster?"
He stormed up to her, grabbing her by the arms so as to lift her off the ground. "You call that thing little? I nearly flew right out of my skin, you moron! Who the hell builds something like that, and calls it a ride?"
"People who have way more courage than you, apparently." She replied as he set her back down. Rukia turned on her heel, smiling at Orihime. "Maybe we should take Ichigo on something a little more... kid-friendly. He's clearly not man enough for something like this."
"Hey!" he barked as she took off running. "Get your ass back here, and say that to my face! I'll turn you inside out!"
"Sorry, but I don't take orders from scared little boys!"