Author's Note: I usually put this at the bottom of the chapter. However, the ending of this chapter demanded that I put it here instead. BOMC = Battle of the Old Married Couple. Now, here is the Soundtrack as promised:

Soundtrack for this story:

Young Volcanoes - Fall Out Boy

Marry the Night - Lady Gaga

Man for All Seasons - Robbie Williams

Umbrella - Rihanna

Do it like a Dude - Jessie J

Give Me Novacaine - Green Day

Nobody's Listening - Linkin Park

Sleep - My Chemical Romance

I think it about time that I do a disclaimer: I don't own these songs! Or these characters for that matter. Because if I did, this story would be the Anime and Ichigo would have died a long time ago and by the way I write fights, the Espada would have so won and so, yes. If I owned Bleach, this story would be on your Television screen. Not in writing. Thanks for reading! :)

"Nnoitra!"

"What?!"

"Get out of the shower!" Szayel complained from the other side of the door where he was waiting. "You've been in there for two hours! I think that your hair is clean enough!"

After Telsa's threat, Aaroniero brought the whole black trunk up to the top floor of the hotel after pulling the fire alarm. No one downstairs needed to find two people who just fell through the roof who looked like they had in fact, fallen through a roof.

Now that the firefighters were investigating the hole and the news stations were swarming the nearest park that had a two-seat airplane crash into it, Szayel and Nnoitra had time to take a shower.

After shoving their broken Gigais into the large black trunk and Aaroniero crept back down stairs to get two connecting rooms for himself, everyone was relaxing anywhere they wanted.

Szayel knocked on the bathroom door again, five minutes later. "Get out of the shower this minute, Nnoitra! I am your husband and-"

"We're not even married!" He yelled back, "I can do what I want! Yay!"

"After fifty years, what should I call us?!"

Telsa gave Rudbornn a worried look. This could turn out really bad…

"And I mean really." Telsa added.

"Get out of the shower now before I come in there and drag you out by your super shiny hair!" Szayel screamed, making Aaroniero thankful no one could hear or see them anymore. Or the manager was sure to come a-knocking to tell them all to quite down.

"No way!" Nnoitra yelled back. Showers were one of the world's best inventions next to soap and candle lit dinners. "I out rank you! I can stay in here as long as want!"

"Oh…" Szayel crossed his arms, a deep frown settling on his features. "I see…"

"Yeah! That's right! I totally win this one! I out ra-AHH!" Nnoitra screamed, a gust of wind hitting him."Close the door! It's frickin' cold out there!"

"Nah…" Szayel shook his head. "This door is going to remain open until you agree to get out of the shower in the next next five minutes."

"No! I am having a nice shower! And now it's cold because you open the door!"

"Fine then." Szayel walked inside the bathroom and unbeknownst to Nnoitra, took all of the towels off the rack. "If this is how you want to play…." He piled the small washcloth by the sink on the stack and tossed it out the open door at Telsa who tried to catch them."Go ahead, Honey! Shower all you want!"

"Thanks!"

"Ah-uh…" Szayel smirked and closed the door, leaving Nnoitra with no towels, hairdryer or bathmat. "And so." He turned to Aaroniero, Telsa and Rudbornn who were trying not the laugh. "While I was flying, I came up with a plan. A simple but effective one at that. So, if you all want to sit down and wait for the screaming, I will be glad to tell you all that I thought of."

Everyone sat down a second later.

Telsa stole the chair by the window, Aaroniero was in the spinning chair a the desk and Rudbornn sprawled on one of the twin beds.
"And thank you…" Szayel muttered, sitting down on the other bed like a normal person, "For leaving me some room. Now. Yammy, we cannot kill directly, so I was thinking that we do so…indirectly. With poison."

Telsa shook his head as Aaroniero and Rudbornn opened their mouths to ask, 'what poison'. If they asked, Szayel would surely go on forever.

And ever.

"And where do we have to go the get this poison?" Telsa asked a far better question.

"That, I have to research." Szayel replied, wishing once again he brought his computer. He left it behind because he thought he would not need it as he was only supposed to be gone a day. Not three.

"Okay." Telsa nodded, "You can go downstairs to the computers while Rud, Lord Aaroniero and I wait for the reinforcements."

"Sounds go-reinforcements? Who said we-"

"While you were being healed, I suggested to Lord Aaroniero that we call Tia for some reinforcements as Aaroniero-"

"Lord!" The Fifth Espada corrected, liking his title.

"I apologize." Telsa bowed a little in his chair, "Lord Aaroniero is the only one who can still be seen by humans and I know that we are in need of some more help. So, Queen Harribel agreed and they are on their way as we speak."

Szayel didn't like this idea. It sounded… Suspicious.

"She was so kind as to send us Gantenbainne Mosqueda and Circci Sanderwicci."

Yep. This was not a good idea.

"I see." Szayel reached up his hand and fixed his ever-sliding glasses.

"You don't sound very pleased." Rudbornn observed, watching the Fourth Espada stand up stiffly.

"Let us just say that Circci and I have never gotten along."

"Why?" Aaroniero blurted out before Telsa could even make a move to stop him. "She's hot!"

Szayel looked up at the ceiling. "It is a rather short and simple story why she and I do not get along. Soon after my place the Espadas, she seemed to think I wanted to go out with her. Which is completely wrong and it took her forever to realize that I would never care about her. It was not until I finally snapped that she decided to stay away from me. But that is not where our history ends. Sadly. Soon after my reinstatement twenty years later, she accused me of being nothing than a status climbing prostitute. And so, no. We do not get along."

"Were you?"

"No, Aaroniero." Szayel walked over to the door of the hotel room and opened it. "I wasn't and if you ever bring it up again, I will kill you."

Aaroniero grinned. Only to hear the door shut with a slam.

That was not a normal death threat. Most of the time, he could shrug them off because no one meant it.

But this one… It was real.