Unohana

"No problem Ichigo. Let me go see if I can find Captain Unohana. I'm sure she can get you up and running in no time!" Hanataro trotted off, bumping into a bed as he made his way to a hall looking for his Captain.
Ichigo lay in the hospital bed feeling as if his body weighed a thousand pounds. He'd been put through too much at the hands of the crazy science Captain. He thought to himself, "I sure hope if I'm ever in a fight where Kurotsuchi's fighting too, that we're both on the same side." He shivered a bit, seeing the image of Kurotsuchi's face floating in mind; he could almost still hear his cackling laughter...
"Kurosaki-san?" a musical voice said as it dispelled the horrible laughter in his mind.
He turned his head and looked up into Captain Unohana's concerned eyes. Ichigo couldn't help but smile at her. She absolutely radiated concern and caring. He wondered if this wasn't part of her healing technique, because already he felt more at ease, more comfortable, and even happier than he'd felt in a long while. Hanataro stood slightly behind her, smiling back at him too.
"Hello Captain Unohana."
She smiled at him again and said, "Hanataro tells me that you've had quite an experience today. Is that true?"
"Yes it is," Ichigo answered, "I was summoned here to become the personal guinea pig of Kurotsuchi's,"
"CAPTAIN Kurotsuchi's," she interrupted him.
"Yes. CAPTAIN Kurotsuchi's. He really put me through the ringer today. I've never felt this tired before."
Unohana undid his top and put her hand on his bare chest. She said, "Was he experimenting with your spiritual energy?"
Ichigo noted how small, yet warm Unohana's hand felt as it rested gently on his sternum. "He had me hooked up to all kinds of monitors. He did mention something about doing that."
Unohana said, "I know that Captain Kurotsuchi was very interested in you because of your fluctuating spiritual energy. In my opinion, he wanted to see how far he could push you, how much he could take from you before you were depleted of energy all together."
"I did lose consciousness at one point. I hope he got all the data he needed on me."
Unohana concentrated and moved her hands over his lungs. "Did Captain Kurotsuchi give you any injections?"
"Not while I was conscious."
Her brow wrinkled and she said, "He may have poisoned you or given you something while you were ****."
"POISONED ME? Why the hell would he do that?"
"Please lower your voice Kurosaki-san."
"Yes Ma'am."
"I am going to have you moved to an examination room so I can get a better look at you and see if I can find out the extent of Captain Kurotsuchi's experiments on you. If all else fails, I will send for him myself and get a complete report from him."
"Thank you Captain Unohana."
"You're welcome." She turned to Hanataro and said, "Hanataro-san, would you please arrange for Kurosaki-san to be moved to a private examination room? I will continue the assessment there."
"Yes Captain! Right away." Hanataro scurried off to make the arrangements.
"Don't worry Kurosaki-san. We'll have you feeling more like yourself again soon." She patted his arm then covered his chest with his clothes again and walked away. Ichigo felt even better than he had knowing that he was in very good hands. He praised himself for the decision he made to come to the hospital.
. . .
Ichigo soon found himself in a small examination room. There were monitors, cabinets full of supplies, and a small sink in the room, but not much of anything else. Hanataro walked into the room shortly after an orderly brought him there. He handed Ichigo what looked like a folded up piece of cloth. Ichigo said, "What's this for?"
"Oh that? It's an examination gown. You need to take all your clothes off and put that on instead."
"WHY?"
"Because Captain Unohana wants you to. She IS going to perform a thorough exam on you and she needs access to your body to do so."
"If it helps me feel better, then I guess I'll do it." Ichigo shook out the flimsy piece of material and said, "How do you work these things?"
Hanataro answered, "You put your arms through the arm holes and then snap together the five snaps to close it."
Ichigo held up the garment, "It's so short! Doesn't cover much up does it?"
"It's not meant to."
Ichigo stood up, stripped down to his underwear, and with Hanataro's help, got the examination gown on and snapped in place.
"Ok, back on the exam table," Hanataro said.
Ichigo slid himself slowly back onto the table. It was padded, but the room was quite cool, and with the small amount of clothing he had on and his spiritual energy at an all time low, he shivered slightly. "It's cold in here. Got a blanket or anything I can cover myself up with?"
Hanataro opened a cabinet behind him and handed Ichigo a thin hospital blanket. "Lie back and rest for a while. Captain Unohana will be with you soon."
"I can do that," Ichigo said as he stretched out on the exam table. Hanataro tucked the blanket around Ichigo's legs, then he left the room. Ichigo put his arm behind his head and started to count the dots on the tiles in the ceiling.
"Forty-two, forty-three, forty-four," he counted silently as his vision began to blur. "Fifty?" he murmured, and he closed his eyes. "I wish these hospital lights weren't so bright," he thought to himself, "but I guess they have to be so Captain Unohana can see what's going on with her patients when she examines them. I wonder where she is. I want to get back home as soon as I can."
Ichigo laid there and pictured Captain Unohana in his mind. As soon as he thought of her, it seemed as if she walked through the door, "Kurosaki-san. Good, you've been prepared."
"Yes, I am prepared," he said as if in a daze, remarking at how good he felt when she was in the room with him, when she was close to him. He felt as if a warmth came from her that covered him and warmed him much more than the flimsy hospital blanket did. He saw her gentle face, her eyes large and full of gentle concern. He felt her tiny hands, purposely pulling down the thin blanket that attempted to cover him. As the blanket flowed over his exposed legs, a tingle raced upward from his feet. He felt himself stir with longing as he lost control of his thoughts, and began to fantasize about what this gentle woman would look like with her hair shaken loose and flowing around her. With that image, to his embarrassment, his arousal became evident.
Unohana didn't seem to notice. Either that or she was trying not to embarrass him further. Instead, she popped open the top snap of his hospital gown. The small audible noise sounded like a cannon to his ears as his hormones tuned his senses acutely. A second snap was opened by the Captain's tiny fingers, and again his over-taxed senses registered it as sounding more like a gun-shot than the opening of a tiny fastener. He felt heat pouring from her hands as she reached for the third snap, and he thought he couldn't bear it. He reached for her hand, but she gently restrained him, "Will you put your hand back down Kurosaki-san?" she asked quietly and he felt compelled to let his hand fall back to his side.
How very much he wanted to touch her. It wasn't fair to him that she was able to have her fingers lightly touch him while she was opening his gown, but he couldn't find out what she felt like, even if it was over her captain's robes.
He experienced sensory overload as the third snap opened. With the sound it made, a deep throb inside him caused him to gasp. He closed his eyes tightly, trying to will himself not to fantasize about what Unohana would look like with her captain's robes piled haphazardly in the corner, her kimono slipping smoothly from her shoulders...the creamy flesh slowly exposed to him. He chastised himself for thinking like this about her, but when she opened the fourth snap, he crashed back into making an image of her in his mind – an image of her climbing on the table with him, without any clothes separating them.
Another deep throb tortured him as the fifth and final snap was opened. He felt her hands, her fingernails glance across his hyper-sensitive skin as she opened the hospital gown. Gooseflesh covered his stomach and chest – he closed his eyes in deep pleasure, and embarrassment. "What must she think of me?" he thought knowing that she had to see how aroused he was. But he was totally caught off guard when he felt those gentle yet purposeful fingers on his hips, pulling down his underwear.
"Rise, please Kurosaki-san," she said and he obeyed immediately, picking up his hips for her to remove his underwear. He marveled at what something so simple as hearing her voice did to him, especially when she said his name..."Kurosaki-san," echoed in his mind as if she were constantly whispering it wantonly in his ear.
He couldn't feel her touch momentarily, so he tried to focus his mind and calm his body. He opened his eyes slowly, elating immediately at seeing Unohana removing her captain's robes. She casually draped them on the counter behind her. She didn't meet his eyes then, as she unwound the sash that sat at her waist, causing her kimono to open on its own. He couldn't believe he was seeing the creamy flesh he'd dreamed of just moments before, as if his fantasy was becoming reality right in front of him.
As her kimono slipped from her shoulders, he felt an ache in his loins. He tried not to stare at her as her undergarments seemed to fade away before his eyes, and he could see every inch of her. Her eyes met his finally as she walked to the examination table and stood right next to it. Ichigo had no control over himself at that point and somehow reached out and found her hand before he could stop himself. His need was just too great in that moment. He felt as if he couldn't move to embrace her, so instead he brought her hand to him. He shocked himself realizing what he was attempting to do. "What the hell are you doing?" a voice inside his head begged, as his body begged for the touch of that warm small hand.
She didn't resist him, instead, she smiled gently into his face as she allowed him to wrap her hand around his erect member. He closed his eyes and sighed, as he felt her hand squeeze him gently, his hand still on top of hers. This intimate touch made the room spin for him, he felt as if gravity had suddenly been turned way down.
"Kurosaki-san," her quiet voice a whisper that wove itself through the pleasure emanating from the intimate contact her hand made with him.
"Yessss," he half sighed with pleasure as he couldn't help but concentrate on her grasp. He moved her hand downward causing ripples of bliss to radiate outward, setting every nerve he had afire.
"Kurosaki-san," he heard her say again. Her voice sounded like pure erotica to him. He moved her hand upward and felt **** embarrassment as he knew what was about to happen to him.
"Cap-tainnnn..." he spoke through gritted teeth, feeling as if he were about to explode with pleasure. He squeezed her hand, and then his body was racked with contractions. The muscles in his thighs stood out as he drove his heels into the examination table. His stomach clenched and he almost sat straight up as he felt one, two, three, four warm wet spots that were quickly cooling and spreading on his stomach. His body slowly started to relax, wave after wave of relieved passion passing through his limbs over and over again.
Then he heard it again, "Kurosaki-san?" This time, he felt something, or someone shaking him. "Are you with me Kurosaki-san?" He willed himself to open his eyes. She slowly came into focus. To him, she was breathtaking. He watched her face change from concerned to relieved. But he was instantly confused as he was not looking at her completely naked, there was no creamy flesh exposed. She was fully clothed and standing next to him. And worse, HE was fully clothed, the hospital blanket still wrapped around him. But the worst thing of all was that he could still feel the four almost cold wet spots on his stomach.
"Wha? How..." he found that he couldn't coherently put words together.
"Be still Kurosaki-san. It is as I suspected. Captain Kurotsuchi did indeed inject you with some sort of foreign substances when you were ****. I found two injections sites when I examined you while you were sleeping not long ago."
"I was sleeping? NO! It was a fantasy? No, no, no, no..." he thought to himself.
She continued, "From what I've observed of you, and your reactions to practically no stimulus, he must have given you something to enhance your senses to ridiculous levels, and also some sort of hallucinogen. Yet another of the Captain's experiments I fear."
"It wasn't...real?" he stammered with some effort.
He saw her eyes glance downward toward where he felt his own cold wetness. "I'm not sure what you experienced when you were asleep just now, but apparently the combination of things Captain Kurotsuchi gave you certainly made your body respond as if it WERE real. But don't worry Kurosaki-san, I will prepare an antidote for this so it does not happen again. Captain Kurotsuchi has never been able to create a substance that I cannot counteract. I'll return momentarily. Until then," she touched his arm and squeezed it slightly, sending sparks through his body, "rest easy," she smiled a knowing smile at him. Before she left, she stopped, picked up a box of tissues and handed them to him. With a smile she left.
Ichigo lay there in total disbelief. "I was asleep? HOW! Everything felt so real, and I, well, I, reacted so strongly. What if I don't want an antidote?" He pulled a few tissues from the box and reached under the blankets and inside the hospital gown in an attempt to clean himself up before Captain Unohana came back with the antidote she was preparing for him.
A/N: Woo! Can you say, "nocturnal emission," aka, "wet dreams?" That's basically what happened to Ichigo when he had an overloaded sensory fantasy experience with CAPTAIN Unohana courtesy of Captain Kurotsuchi's experiments! Now, if you'd like to try something else, go back to the beginning of the story and make a few other decisions. Thanks for reading/playing!