Author's Notes: CRACK! IchiRuki. XDXD And oh so fun. If you're offended by the topic of tampons, I suggest you don't read.
The Invisible Jewelry From Mars
"Ichigo, what are tampons?"
In the middle of taking a drink, Ichigo choked on his water and launched into a coughing fit. Rukia patted him on the back absently, obviously still thinking about her question.
"WHY THE HELL ARE YOU ASKING ME SOMETHING LIKE THAT?" he shouted when he could breathe, his face slightly red. She looked at him like he was a complete idiot, crossing her arms over her chest in a manner that said she was annoyed with him.
"Because one of the other girls asked if I had any and I didn't know what they were," she grumbled, seemingly frustrated with her lack of knowledge. She turned her head towards him again. "So, what are they?"
Now, Ichigo, despite being male, knew probably more than he needed to about… womanly functions… due to living over a clinic and having two sisters who left their girly magazines lying about. However, he was not about to explain something like this to Rukia who would most likely not understand and he'd have to, like, draw diagrams or something, and…
Ichigo shuddered.
"It's a girl thing. Go ask Orihime," he said gruffly. She huffed at him but got up from the bench and started walking to where Orihime usually ate lunch. After a moment though, Ichigo realized his mistake.
Orihime, the same girl who made up fantastic stories about sporks…
An image of Rukia coming home happily wearing a necklace of tampons made his blood run cold.
See, Ichigo? She told me they were actually jewelry that can make you invisible if you…
He bolted off the bench after her.
"Wait, Rukia! Don't listen to her! DON'T LISTEN!"
Maybe diagrams wouldn't be too bad after all.
The End.