"Yay!" Aaroniero danced down the beach between Szayel and Nnoitra who were hardly happy to be there. "Beach! Hot Swimsuits! Sun! SUN?! Ahhh!"

"Give me back my umbrella!" Szayel gasped as it was taken away from him by a panicked Espada. "I need that or I'm gonna burn!"

"Hey!"

He turned to see Nnoitra staring down at him. "You can walk in my shadow if you want if you don't want to walk in front of me."

"I'll walk in front." Szayel was not going to walk in any shadow but his own. "Thanks for the shade, doll."

"I'm gonna die!" Aaroniero screamed, putting the umbrella on the top of his head as he scuttled along the sand that was frankly too hot for its own good. "And...and I hate sun! Sun sucks!"

"But the sand is nice..." Nnoitra paused to take his shoes off so he could enjoy the sand beneath his feet. In Hueco Mundo, he did not have such a luxury as hollows constantly lurked underneath the white layer. "And this time, I am at no risk of getting my toes bitten off."

"Hah." Szayel snickered, pausing to take his own shoes off. "This actually reminds me of our first date. Interesting, no?"

A large grin crept across Nnoitra's face as the memory slid into his mind. "Yeah. It was."

"What I want to know..." Aaroniero whimpered, the sun still coming through the umbrella. "What di heck art we doing here?!"

"I hate to say this-"

"Don't Szayel! Don't! It'll be bad news and we will all be screwed for life! Ahh!"

"...you're right. We are all screwed." Szayel sighed heavily, wishing they could fly...but..."we don't have any identification and I did not bring my computer. Which is a real shame and going to make me do something I don't want to do, but I have to." He walked up to a large blanket that had everything on it. From a radio to a mess of floaty toys.

Szayel frowned, his shadow casing a cloud of darkness over the blanker. "Hello, Ned. We need your help."

Ned looked up from his cellphone and smiled. "Hey, Romeo! What do you need my help for?"

"You sound way to f-ing happy." Nnoitra pointed out, not liking Szayel's unknown plan. "For your own F-ing good."

Ned took a sip of his beer, rather shocked. "Rolled out of the wrong side of the bed, did we?"

"**** ********* *****!"

"And that's a yep." Ned muttered, glad his kids were all in the ocean playing Splash wars with their mother. "Why do you have such a foul mouth, Teresa? I should wash it out with soap for what you just said."

Szayel shivered as he felt a wave of anger ripple across him by the looming shadow.

"Well..." Nnoitra's voice was angry, and down right… pissed. "**** you, you ********* who has the ******* ******* nerve to scold me, you **********!"

"Honey." Szayel couldn't help but laugh. "You just used *********** twice. Where is your creativity."

"My ********* creativity ********* died when you ********* snored all ********* night."

"Whatever." Szayel turned back to Ned who was in shock over how Teresa used such language in public. And got away with it. "Ned. I want to ask you to take us to Las Vegas today."

Ned choked on his beer. "What?! Today?! Are you-"

"All expense paid trip." Szayel wanted to take this human by the neck and threaten him. But, he couldn't show his true nature. "And...we'll get you beer. Lots of it."

"But I have my wife and kids an-"

"They can come along." He was willing to do anything to get to where he wanted to go. Even if he had to put up with Ned's Lizard loving kids. "Okay? Car, half an hour?"

Ned sighed, setting his beer down. "And tell me why I should take you?"

"Because I said so." Szayel was not going to explain what was going on. "And because you would be the best friend in the world if you were so nice as to do this for me. I honestly wouldn't know how to repay you."

"Let me talk this over with my wife and we can see what we can do." Ned surrendered, realizing that Romeo wouldn't have asked unless he was in a real jam. "And I'll get back to you in five minutes."

"Thanks.. You are ever so…" Gullible? Szayel loved how he could play on emotional weaknesses so easily. "Nice."

"What was that all about?!" Aaroniero cried as he sat down in the sand next to Szayel who was wearing a smile on his face. They were now all sitting a good hundred feet away from Ned in the midst of colorful beach towels and loud radios."I though you hated Ned!"

"I do!" Szayel replied, wishing it was easier to explain than it was. "But we need a ride. First off, while Telsa and you were watching television, I did some research on Yammy and discovered that yes, he does have a house in Beverly Hills. However it is not in use by him right now. He's in Las Vegas show in some theatre and we cannot take swords on a plane. And we can't go on a plane in general because we don't have IDs and we can't rent a car because-"

"Why don't we just steal a plane?" Nnoitra grouched, his arm around Szayel's shoulders. "It would be easy as heck."

"We cannot. I wish we could, but… there is too much secutrity and people with guns and-"

"Guns? You're scared of guns?!" Nnoitra had to laugh. "What kind of-"

"I am not scared of guns." Szayel cut him off, "I don't want Tia to have to pay Urahara-san to fix our bullet filled Gigais. I thought maybe it would spare all of us a screaming session if we were more careful with our Gigais and didn't get them damaged. Like when you landed on me when you tried to escape cooking duty. Third, we don't have a driver license."

"And…" Aaroniero glanced around the beach, not sure why humans enjoyed the sunlight so much. "How do you know that Ned has one?"

"Because…" Szayel dug in his pocket and pulled out a small card he held in the air. "I have it."

"How did you get that?!" Nnoitra gasped.

"Well… Let's just say that Telsa grabbed it for me just now because I asked him to do so this morning while you were in the shower."

"I see…" Nnoitra knew that Szayel was a genius all along. "I'm so glad you're mine."

Szayel smiled and gently kissed his face. "Me too. Now. We have to survive this trip-mainly the horrors of driving with Ned- and on the way, I will figure out a way to give us an edge when it comes to Yammy."

"But I already did!" Aaroniero blurted out before he could stop himself. "I can do Kido! I discovered it last night and I can use that on-"

"No." Szayel was impressed by his discovery, but it wasn't the way he wanted this to go. "We cannot attack him. We have to kill him while his back is turned. Just like… "

"Don't tell me you have a projector." Nnoitra muttered, a dark cloud settling over the group. "And as for that, it was my worst act of all time. But…like I care. What was done, was done."

Author's note: So much can be said for this chapter, I won't even begin. besides the fact that Aaroniero's line about Sun Sucks come in part to you by Last Holiday where it's snow, not sun. Anyhow, I am kind of wondering... who is the most gullible? Ned or Yylfordt?