"And there he is…" Szayel watched Yammy enter his dressing room ten minutes after they left Aaroniero hiding inside. "And… wait for my signal…"

Yammy shut the door and yawned.

"Good…he's tired. He won't even know a thing…throw the switch, now."

Aaroniero grinned and pulled the small switch by his feet to open the valves on the canister… Great… He's going to hear the hissing sounds! Damn!

"Ah…" Yammy sat down at his vanity and began to take off his stage makeup. "Someone had the sense to turn on the air conditioner…."

Yes! Aaroniero stifled a laugh, watching Yammy slowly fall asleep and his face slowly become a bright, bright red in the next ten minutes. Why the hell is this so easy?! And… Wow… I think… He's dead! Those are eyes of a dead guy! I know it!

"Give it another ten." Szayel's voice instructed, "I want to make sure he's dead, dead. There is a big difference between partially dead and dead."

Aaroniero nodded and checked his mask to make sure it was still painfully plastered to his face.

"What are you…" Orihime looked down at Grimmjow who was sitting at her door like a kitty with a large black bag on his shoulder. "Doing?'

"Waiting for you." He replied. "I wanted to let Ulquiorra tell you, but he's on guard duty and decided to let me tell you instead. Tia has granted you permission to audition of the position of Espada, if you can defeat an Adjches and show talent to the level of your competition."

A wide smile spread across her face.

"And that's why I'm here." Grimmjow tried to ignore the fact she was crushing him in a hug, "I am going to take you to train some more."

"But…" Orhime let him go, "Harribel-sama said we couldn't go hunt hollows and that's why we haven't trained in days."

Grimmjow stood up and stretched his hands into the air with a small, "Meow… No. You are not going to be hollow hunting."

"Then… What am I going to do?"

"You are going to fight me. If you can put up with a decent fight by the time that the others return from the real world and the auditions begin, the chance is all yours."

"But… I don't even know how to use a-"

"You don't need a sword." Grimmjow grabbed Orihime by the arm and began to walk her swiftly towards the nearest exit of Los Noches, "You have your fairies…but you are right. I am going to teach you how to use a sword because you are going to need it. I have been hearing rumors of death matches for the last rounds of Auditions."

"But why?" Orhime staggered out the small door into sandy world beyond the fortress.

"Because, we don't want the runner-ups to throw a fit or have hollows more powerful wandering around."

"Will…" Orhime summoned Lilly, Tsubaski and her other fairies to her aid. "You have to fight?"

"No." Grimmjow reached into the black bag on his shoulder and pulled out two wooden swords. "I won't. Here, take this and take a few practice swings."

She took the sword in her hand and smiled. "I like the feel of this… Kurosaki would never let me train with swords for some reason."

"That's 'cause he didn't want you beating him up." Grimmjow suspected. "Do you know the human game of Baseball?"

"Yes. Of course I do!"

"Think of this like a ba- ow!" He yelled as Orihime hit him in the stomach, sending him back a few inches. "That's a good start…. No real damage done.. Now. When you swing, do it with minimal wrist movement like…this. Now, you try."

Aaroniero checked the overly large normal wrist watch on his child-sized arm. Fifteen minutes and Yammy was still as…."I think…"

"I agree. It has been twenty-five minutes. Plenty of time for the poison to reach past his Gigai and his brain to die." Szayel made his way to the door of the dressing room across the hall. "Don't move, Aaroniero. Nnoitra will be over in a minute. Telsa, give Nnoitra the sword."

"Yes of-Ow!" Telsa winced as Ruri'iro Kujaku screamed in his mind. "Here! Take it and cover your ears, it doesn't like being held by Hollows."

"Yeah…" Nnoitra hesitantly took Ruri'iro Kujaku and held it at arms length as the Soul Reaper's swords began to scream as high and as loud as it could. "I will…Telsa… sword! Shut the hell up, or I'm going to snap you in half!"

Ruri'iro Kujaku fell silent.

Nnoitra laughed and marched across the hallway to Yammy's dressing room after putting another mask on. "Aaroniero, is…okay. All clear. I'm coming in." He slowly opened the door and slipped inside where he found Yammy slumped over his vanity table. "Yeah… We kick ass. More than you do, you…" Nnoitra covered his eyes with a hand and with the other, poked Yammy with Ruri'iro Kujaku. "Did…"

"Nope." Aaroninero saw no flinch, no movement. "Nothing."

"Awesome…" Nnoitra gripped the blade with his other hand and brought it down on the Null Espada's head.

OWWW! Ruri'iro Kujaku screamed as it collided with something that nearly dented his beautiful self. What are you trying to do with me, hollow scum?!
Nnoitra looked at the sword and at Yammy's un-touched head. "I can clearly see this isn't going to-"

Szayel snatched the blade out of his hands. "Baby, this is how you do it." He grabbed the long ponytail on Yammy's head with one hand and pulled it back to gain access to the neck. "See? You begin to saw the neck like this… " He took Nnoitra's hand and put it under his, "Back and forth, back and-"

"I get it! You don't have to tell me how to saw through someone's neck!" Nnoitra screamed at him, trying to wrench the sword out of his grasp. "Now let me do this! It's my job!"

"Not anymore!" Szayel now had Yammy's body half on the floor and his foot on the Null Espada's chest to make the sawing easier on his arm. "I'm doing it and all I have to do is get through one side of his neck and then he'll be-"

"We have to take off his whole head, Szayel!" Nnoitra knew what Szayel wanted to do, but they couldn't take any risks that Yammy might heal. "Let me at it right now!"

"Why should I? I can decapitate someone just fine, thank you!"

"I hate to say this… But I'm a Preying Mantis. I think I know how to remove a head much better than a butterfly who used to make trenches in the sand and wait for prey to sink his pretty teeth into their skulls."

"Are you saying, I am doing a crappy job and that my hunting skills are lacking?!" Szayel was up to here with the insults. Not only had he had guts and gore on him for six hours today, he didn't sleep last night either and what was worse, he was the frickin' main character! "If you want to recall the old days, why don't I rip your wings off?!"

"Don't bring up the damn wings!" Nnoitra screamed back, not wanting to talk about why he no longer had wings to fly with. "Because if you talk anymore, I am going to take yours as well!"

"You wouldn't dare!"

"Yes I would! Just like I ripped the antennas out of you head!"

"Damn you! That hurt like hell! Why did you do it in the first place?!"

"'Cause I did! Deal with it!"

"****** ********** ******* ***!" Szayel finally screamed at Nnoitra, not noticing that he was now sawing through the carpet as Yammy's head had been parted from his neck a good two minutes ago. "******** *******! *******!"

"Guys!" Aaroniero yelled as loud as he could, "Cut it out! Yammy's dead and… aw… Disintegrating… shit…"

"What?" Szayel and Nnoitra asked after a long pause.

"I… I don't get to eat him…. Awe… This sucks… I won't evolve! I'll be stuck like this for the rest of my life! AHHHH!"

The two shared a look. "Uh…" Szayel began.

"You don't have to….cry." Nnoitra finished, not sure what to do now that Aaroniero wailing and sobbing. "It… won't do any… good. Just so ya know…"

"BUT I WANT TO BE A VASTO LORDE! AHHHH! I DON'T WANT TO LIVE MY LIFE AS LOWLY GILLIGAN SCUM! I WANNA GROW UP TO BE BIG AND STRONG! BUT NNOOO! TIA! YOU SAID I COULD EAT YAMM-"

Nnoitra had no choice but to clamp his hand over Aaroniero's mouth. "Shut up! People can hear you!"

"ARRRHHH! MEHSURNI! HIRGUEOIHS HEU!"

"I said shut up!"

"ANFEAYIDJ-"

Szayel hit Aaroniero over the head with the hilt of Ruri'iro Kujaku, but to no avail. He continued his muffled screaming rant under Nnoitra's hand. "FEOIJEIA! SHUEOOAJJJ! HEA EEAJPIJ AE! AJFMMMEAPPP! AHQNEAIYBAHEA-"

Nnoitra nailed Aaroniero in the stomach and he fell to the ground, silent."There. I told you to shut up. Now, we have to get back to the hotel and get our stuff and go home. I am so glad we are going home…."

"Let's just hope we can get out of here…" Szayel swore he heard voices and footsteps headed their way. "There is no way that Fishtank's screaming wasn't noticed."

The door to the dressing room was opened to reveal Telsa and Rudbornn who was glancing down the hallway. "They are coming! We have to hurry! Tes and I got the stuff from the hotel and have a Gagranta Passage open in the other dressing room! Quickly now!"

The five shuffled across the hallway, dragging Aaroniero between them and climbed into Garganta that shut silently behind them.