"Suitcase! Suitcase!" Szayel screamed as he walked into the nice hotel room an hour later. It was a simple, but colorful room with two beds and a small bathroom. "I need something now to get this horrible taste out of my mouth!"

"Here!" Telsa thrust the dripping bag into Szayel's arms a second later.

"You…" He rushed to the bathroom, set the case down in the tub and threw it open to reveal a mess of purple. "You are a life saver Telsa… I don't know what Nnoitra and I would do without you."

"Yeah…" Telsa made a face at Rudbornn who was standing in the doorway. The pieces of..Lumina was it? Still moved in Szayel's grasp."Thanks… and you are thoroughly…Ew…disgusting."

"What ever you say…" Szayel took another bite before holding the moving piece of flesh out to his fellow Hollows. "Want a taste?"

"Um…" Rudbornn was thankful that this mess was contained in the tub. "No thank you. I think that, I like my…Lumina, dead. Because Um… she's still talking."

"You sure?" Szayel checked, handing an arm to Nnoitra as he walked into wash his mouth out. (Soap frankly tasted much better than that horrible fish dish.)

"Here. Takes some. Gets rid of the flavor fast."

"I…I don't really want to." Nnoitra honestly admitted, handing the arm back with two fingers. "It just feels wrong to me to eat…well…a Numeros. I wouldn't ever dig into Telsa.. So…"

"Fine, fine…" Szayel chomped a finger off the hand he was now holding, ignoring the purple mess his face was becoming. "Suit yourself. It just tastes so much better than soap."

"We'd rather have soap!" A chorus of voices cried.

"Yes, yes. I get it already! Now, let me enjoy this wonderful meal!"

"What should we do now?" Telsa asked as Szayel walked out of the bathroom an hour later after taking a shower. Telsa was sitting on one of the two beds in the room that he was to share with Rudbornn and Aaroniero for the night. "I don't want to stay in the human world much longer."

"Neither do I." Nnoitra said from where he was streeched out on the other bed he and Szayel were to share. "Because I know that Ned is bound to show up again and bug the hell out of us with his brainless questions."

"Quite." Szayel took the towel off his head and began to dry his hair with it. "I think that we should maybe try and do something tonight."
All eyes were on him a second later. "That is?"

"Well, we know that Yammy lives in Beverly Hills and so, all we have to do is go looking for his house. And If he is the hottest thing in Hollywood…and…"

Szayel paused to sit down on the bed next to Nnoitra. Fixing his bathrobe as he did so. "I hate to say this… but… Yylfordt is… rather the man around Los Noches and so, he tends to throw a lot of parties. Most of which are horrible rackets, but, that information could be useful to us here. Yammy, being famous like he is, is sure to party ever night as well. So, we just go to Beverly Hills and find it. And then, Aaroneiro can sneak in and finish the-ow!" He cried as Nnoitra's head connected with his own as the tall Espada suddenly sat up.

"What do you mean?!" Nnoitra cried, "Fishtank to the job? Are you crazy? Have you lost a few more bolts?!"

"Ah… ow… no…" Szayel winced and rubbed his head that was already staring to swell and bruise. "I only thought it would be a good…You hit me really hard when you sat up… Good idea because Aaroniero can turned into who ever he has absorbed. So, I am guessing that he must have a female form that we can dress up and send into the party."

"Why female?!" Aaroniero screamed, "I don't wanna kiss Yammy!"

"You won't have to. It's just that I am sure there are going to be plenty of girls at the party, so you will blend right in and won't be noticed as much."

"Yeah… true…" Aaroneiro muttered, thinking it over. "But… what if… Yammy's gay?"

"Trust me, he's not. Have you seen his room? I ended up having to clean it up because he ordered me to. It's a real pain that he's the Null Espada…and in his room, there are countless posters of women….dressed like the ones you talked to, Aaroniero. So, no."

"Oh yea…" Nnoitra said, remembering the time that he was forced to do the same. As Yammy never cleaned his own room, the other nine Espada soon discovered after they were all assembled. "So your plan isn't so bad. Although, I have to say it was fun to watch Ulquiorra try and clean. Couldn't stop staring at the walls."

Szayel snickered. "I think I have a picture of that… anyhow… So, Fishtank, do you have a feminine form?"

Aaroniero frowned. "Yeah… I do… Several…and don't laugh."

"We won't. this is serious."

"Right…" He huffed, walking over to where everyone could see him. "My ribs still hurt from your elbowing, you know! And they are still broken!"

"Well, you needed to shut up!" Szayel snapped. "Anyhow, please, show us what you have."

"All right.. Here's one." Kaien Shiba's face disappeared as it morphed into a young woman with long light brown hair and green eyes.

Telsa and Nnoitra burst out laughing.

"You're a girl!" Telsa snorted, nearly falling off the side of his bed.

"And-and-" Nnoitra couldn't help but point as he doubled over, accidentally hitting Szayel on the head again. (Knocking him to the floor, out cold; which was the only reason he wasn't laughing as well.) "You… Hav..ahaaaa….."

"Yeah!" Aaroniero screamed, pointing to himself. "I have a chest! So what?!"

"It's funny!" Telsa squealed, finally falling to the floor despite Rudbornn attempt to save him. "And…and…"

"And yeah! I got a cute butt too! What more do you want from me?!"

"I..donno.." Szayel muttered as he came to; only to find himself staring up at a strange young woman who had a very sweet voice and was obviously upset about something. "Who you?"

"It's me! Fishtank!" She screamed down at him. "Tell these two to stop laughing!"

"Ah… ow… " Szayel wasn't going to do anything until the world came back into focus and stopped moving. "My head…"

"My dignity!" Aaroniero screamed at the half-conscious Espada on the floor. "These two won't st-Hey!" He turned to Telsa and Nnoitra who was near dead by now. "If you two don't stop laughing, I'm going not do this for you and you will have to face Yammy on your own. And I am sure that he's been working out."

Nnoitra and Telsa stopped immediately.

The giggles however, did not subside for a few more seconds.

"Thank you." Aaroniero announced with a smile. "And now, you all can help me decide which to use after someone gets Szayel some ice for his head."

"I'll get it. I'm sorry our skulls collided!" Nnoitra climbed off the bed and headed to the door. "You shouldn't move right now. I'll be right back."

"I know that, you dumb twit!" Szayel yelled at him, just upset to have a splintering headache. "Just go get some ice before-"

The hotel room door shut with a slam.

"This leaves a mark."

"It won't." Nnoitra assured him as they walked out of the hotel room half an hour later. Aaroniero chose to be a a young woman with dark brown hair that

Telsa was put up in two pony tails. "It's already going away, see?"

"Right…" Szayel put the bag of ice over the large bruise again. "Whatever you say. Now, can I take your arm? The world still is a bit lopsided."

"Of course. Nnoitra held out his arm and the two of them walked down the hallway towards the elevator. "Now, I was thinking that maybe, we should get…"

He glanced behind him at Aaroniero who was creeping down the hallway as if he would be recognized. "What's your name?"

"Ah…? How about… Natalie?"

"We should get Natalie a nice dress."

"In purple!" Aaroniero chirped happily.

"No." Nnoitra shot down the idea immediately. "We are going to put you in green."

"EW! I hate hate green! AH-" Rudbornn gently slapped his Master across the face. "Why did you do that? My Faithful Fraccion!?"

"I suppose I did so because I wish not to become deaf nor I enjoy watching you panic so." Rudbornn replied in a calm voice, placing his hand on Aaroniero's shoulder. "You are rather frazzled from all of your years of service to the other Espada. Let me take on this burden."

"…Really?" Aaroniero sniffed, making Szayel and Nnoitra roll their eyes. "Thats so nice of you!"

"For the Espada I serve, I will do so."

"Sadly you can't get a Numeros to do everything." Szayel noted as he pressed the down button. "That's why I don't have one. I have Nnoitra instead."

"AHH!" Aaroniero slapped the back of Szayel's head, reading between the lines. "You are such a-"

The ding of the elevator was heard and the doors opened.

"What ever, Fishtank. Don't hit me." Szayel stepped inside and waited for everyone to join him before hitting the first floor, which, strangely was 'L' not 'G' for ground floor like it was in Scotland. "America is so peculiar…I can't even begin. The idiots drive on the wrong side of the frickin' road and I can't even tell how

hot or cold it is outside! You know what, Nnoitra? It said it was 60 degrees out today and for a moment, I was scared we would all boil to death."

"Me too. I'm just plain confused." Nnoitra yawned a little. "I also don't get the driving. Almost got run over like ten times today."

"Tell me about it." Aaroniero said from the back of elevator. "I was actually almost run over when we first arrived."

"And of course…" Nnoitra sighed a few minutes later after asking the receptionist for directions to the nearest dress store for their friend. "I have no clue what a mile is."

"Are you sure they don't mean smile?" Szayel inquired, wondering if it was just a mispronunciation.

Nnoitra turned back to the man at the front desk of the hotel. "So, did you say it's five smiles from here?"

"No. I said miles. With an M."

Nnoitra rolled his eye, glancing at Szayel who was standing next to him. "Told you people here are crazy."

"I thought I told you that…but, I suppose it is a mutual feeling. So," Szayel tried his luck with the Receptionist. "Where can we pick up a cab? Or is it called something insane here?"

"No, it's called a cab. Or taxi. You guys from Scotland?"

"Yeah. How can you tell?" Nnoitra eyed the man suspiciously.

"You have the fun accent, that's all."

"…Uh… oh…" Telsa grimaced, watching both Espadas freeze and an ripple of anger washed through the lobby. "This is not good…." He made Aaroniero walked swiftly over to the front desk, making him laughing.

"Now say what I say, okay?" Telsa whispered to the Fifth Espada as he laughed. Leaning an elbow on the counter where he was not standing in between Szayel and Nnoitra.

"Well, you see, sir." Aaroniero paused for more dialogue,"These two went to Scotland for a year for a science project and, I guess they didn't notice they picked up the local accent too. Anyhow, I'm-" Aaroniero paused again, glancing around the lobby for a second. "Natalie. These two are my friends from…Japan. So, they are just new to their surrounds so they are still in a little shocked by the culture you know…"

"Understandable. Well, should I call you three a cab?"

"Yes. Thank you." Aaroniero smiled, grabbed the two Espadas and dragged them to the chairs where the Rudbornn was sitting. "All is good now."

"This place gets stranger and stranger…" Nnoitra wanted to go back to?Scotland where everything made sense. "I can't stand it."

"That's why you're sitting." Rudbornn pointed out.

"And I want to get home as soon as possible." Szayel added, not liking it in Los Angeles either. "I have so much work to get done and I can't just keep being sent places by Tia."

"Speaking of which…" Aaroniero grinned, making 'Natalie's' sweet face look demented. "We can talk to Tia if we need too. I've been sending Ulquiorra and Grimmjow footage since we got here."

"Since we…." Nnoitra and Szayel's voices trailed off as they replayed the whole day in their minds.

"Oh damn!" Grimmjow screamed at Ulquiorra as they stared at the small T.V. In Aaroniero's room where they watched Nnoitra and Szayel stare at them.

"They found out!"

"It…It's…" Ulquiorra coughed and snorted up some popcorn as he laughed. "Funny! Them! Dinner!. They just realized.. That… We… heard… the…Human asking adopting kids! Haha! They-they just… Oh my… Haha…."

"Woha there, buddy!" Grimmjow cried, grabbed the back of Ulquiorra's shirt before he fell out of his chair. "And that whole dinner! The….funniest…their faces!"

"I… I am so…so glad that…" Orihime cried tears of laughter from where she was laying on the floor staring up at the screen. "They.. They aren't… here!"

"They'd frickin' kill us!" Grimmjow joined her on the floor a second later. His chair falling over backwards. "And… and… This.. This is so.. Funny! Can't breathe!"

"And…" Tia chuckled from the corner of the room as she walked in just in time to see Szayel and Nnoitra realize they were on canned camera, "I think that it was in Fishtank's best interest to directly download this feed onto my computer to keep forever."

"Because their faces…" Ulquiorra failed yet again at trying to eat popcorn and laugh at the same time. "Are the best. I wanna… Frame…"

"In…gold!" Grimmjow gasped for air. "Because…we may never… see one… like it again!"

"Because we are going to kill you, if you don't stop broadcasting right this instant." Szayel growled at Aaroniero who was now being held by the collar a good three feet off the ground. Once they were outside of the hotel, Szayel went for Aaroniero before Nnoitra could move. "Do you hear me? I will eat every single non-vital organ in your body and then, I will slowly dissect you. Staring with peeling off all of your skin and then, breaking every bone in your body. Do you understand what I am saying?"

"Yeah. I do." Aaroniero said, knowing that Tia and the others were having so much fun watching this adventure, it would never happen.

"…Aaroniero. I am damn serious here… one night when you are alone, I am going to get my small, but sharp saw, and cut into your skull while you sleep….and I will use your recording device to show what I did to you when I am finished. By then, you won't be able to comprehend much of anything as I will have destroyed your brain and shoved it back into your empty head… I will sure though, that you will never forget the creepy high-pitched sound of the saw and the sound of it cutting through your skull."

"Ah…" Aaroniero shivered. Szayel had a way with words that really scared him. "…Okay!"

"No!" Grimmjow screamed at the Television as if he could be heard. "Don't chicken out Aaroniero!"

"Do." Szayel's amber eyes bore into the back of Aaroniero's mind. "You. Understand. Me?"

"Ye.."

"I will make sure you are tormented by that sound for the rest of your pathetic life."

"YES!" he screamed, much to the dismay of the viewers. "Please don't do anything to me!"

"Then turn off the recording device…As it just so happens that I…" Szayel glanced at the cement under his feet. "Could start right now. Who needs a clean break anyhow?"

"I'm sorry everyone!" Aaroniero screamed and the television in Los Noches went black.

Author's note: For your FYI, the saw used in an autopsy to open the head does sound unbelievable high-pitched. Still can hear it today. It's a really nasty noise.

And don't manhandle ladies, Szayel! I know it's Fishtank, but still! Don't!

On a happier note, Ulquiorra snorting Popcorn out the nose is a really funny Image.