Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach.

A/N: This one was pretty short...

BONUS EPILOGUE CHAPTER 3: SZAYEL AND ZOMMARI

After having suffered terrible heartbreak at the wonderfully manicured hands of Inoue Orihime, Szayel and Zommari began to grow rather close, almost enough to be considered best friends of sorts. They would have dinner together, they would play golf together, they would laugh maniacally together, and they even complimented each other every now and then.

"You da man, Zommari!" Szayel exclaimed one night while heavily drunk.

Zommari, who was also rather tipsy, let out a soft chuckle. "No! You the man!"

"Nuh-uh! You da man!" Szayel snapped back, his blood-shot eyes rolling about in different directions.

"Sorry, but you're the man!"

"No, You da man!"

"You're the man!"

"You da man!"

"You're the man!"

"You da man!"

"You're the man, I said!"

"You da man!"

"You're the man!"

"You da man!!"

Unable to listen to the pink-haired Espada's arguing with him any further, Zommari grabbed him by the shoulders, and hissed into his ear, "Listen to me! You're the man, Szayel...deal with it."

"...Fine," Szayel sighed. He didn't really want to be the man; he always considered himself to be rather feminine-looking, anyway.