A/N: So this is the third installment of Shutter Box! Hope you all like it! And you know, I haven't gotten any reviews yet, but I don't really care as much anymore. Just as long as someone's reading my stories, I'm happy as a clam. (Can clams be happy?) Thank you ShadowChronicler666 for helping me when I was in danger of spontaneously combusting! Love you!

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own Bleach. Wish I did, though...

SIDE NOTE: Just so you guys know, I'm kind of making this up as I go along. I've been so busy with school, my imagination has dwindled. If any of you feel that I should correct something, feel free to PM me. Just be nice with it. If I receive ANY PMs that are disrespectful and/or insulting to me, or to any other author on this site, I WILL report it. I have NO patience OR tolerance for that. I apologize if I sound mean, but I hate it when people bash. It makes me sick. Everyone deserves a compliment every now and again, ne?

I'm kinda sick, so my focus is a bit off. All mistakes are my own! And...I need a beta! Please help me!

Mini Note: After the first page break, I was listening to "One Thing Thing Leads To Another" by The Fixx. It just matched. I listened to it over and over again for that part.

Chapter Three

Byakuya had never been in a plane before, and he had to admit, it was stomach-churning. Literally. Twice he had to excuse himself to the (very small) bathroom to throw up. Meiko was giving him a concerned look, he didn't look so great. His face was paler than usual. "Sweetie, are you feeling okay?" Oh god, there it was. She called him 'sweetie.' Meiko never called anyone sweeite unless she was really worried about them. Byakuya gulped down the bile rising in his throat and nodded. Marcus shook his head, reaching into his pocket and retrieving a couple of antacids. He dropped them into Byakuya's water glass and handed it to Meiko to pass it down. She took it and practically shoved it in Byakuya's face. "Drink. It'll settle your stomach. It's not ginger tea, but it's better than nothing." Meiko smiled sweetly when Byakuya accepted the glass and swallowed it down. Hawk hopped out of his seat behind them and ruffled Meiko's hair.

"You guys having fun?" Byakuya could only glare at the man above them. He was in no mood for jokes. Hawk laughed at the heated look he received from the noble. Oh yeah, this was going to be so much fun.

One landing and forty five minutes of bickering over suitcases later, the four shinigamis were finally ready to go check in to a ritzy hotel. Byakuya tried following the other three men, but Meiko caught him by his collar and - literally- dragged him to the nearest shopping mall.

"Oh, come on Icepick! It looks great on you!" Meiko gushed. Byakuya was wearing a fully black suit with a royal purple tie. It was too close-fitting for Byakuya's liking. He was so used to wearing loose clothing that what he wore now was a bit uncomfortable. Meiko grabbed another set; black suit with a white shirt and red tie, and shoved it in his arms. She pointed to the dressing room he had just come out of, silently ordering him to go try it on. "I do not see what you like about constantly shopping. It is very taxing." Byakuya called over the door. Meiko rolled her eyes and chuckled as she fingered through silk ties. "I like shopping because it makes me feel beautiful. When I wear nice clothes, I feel good about myself." The noble opened the door in his normal clothes with the new ones draped over his arm. "I've got all the right sizes. And shoes. I got you shoes too. Next stop is jammies." A raised brow was all she got in response. "Nightclothes, Byakuya. Nightclothes." A nod. Alright then, he understood.

Their next stop was a dress shop. Byakuya was led into a room where the dressing room was. It was a private one, with champagne and chocolate-covered strawberries. Meiko picked out a random dress and walked into the curtained dressing room. "Go and grab a couple nice dresses for me please. I'm a size six. Find something sexy." The noble nodded. It was the least he could do in thanks for her helping him. Byakuya stood from his chair and stared at the dress rack with a critical eye.

'She said something sexy, hmmm.' Byakuya caught sight of a beautiful black and aquamarine mermaid dress(1). He took it off the shiny silver rack and held it at arms length to admire it. It had thin straps, and was a sleek, sexy black and form-fitting from brast to knee. At the knees, three or four layers of aquamarine lace flared out. The black went from solid to lace, fading from black to aquamarine. Someone behind him cleared their throat. Byakuya turned, the dress still in his hands. A small, frail old woman stood behind him. She had a length of measuring tape draped over her neck.

"It's the only one of its kind. A size six, I believe."

The noble stared at her, trying to process the information. When Meiko walked out to put the dress back, she dropped it when she saw the one that Byakuya was holding. "Oh my sweet Kami-Sama. It's beautiful." She gingerly ran her fingers over the silky material, staring at it in awe. The old lady behind them took this moment to speak. "Going anywhere special?"

Meiko turned to her and nodded, smiling sweetly. "Yes. We're attending a Grand Ball at the White House. I needed a new dress."

A knowing smile lit up the old woman's face. "Ah, yes. The Grand Ball. You must be either famous, or very important, to be attending." Her name tag read 'Stella.' So that was her name, then.

"Yes Madame. We are Lord and Lady Byakuya," she pointed to the man in question, "and Meiko," she pointed to herself, "Kurosakura-Kuchiki. We came here from Japan." Stella bowed slightly to them.

"It is an honor to have you in my shop. My name is Stella, in case you hadn't read my name tag." She straightened. "The dress is free of charge." Before they could protest, she added. "I simply couldn't bring myself to put a price tag on it. It's just...perfect for you two." Byakuya was about to speak when Meiko covered his mouth with her hand. "Thank you, Stella-sama. We are forever in your debt." The old woman laughed.

"No worries, my child. Now...let me bag that for you."

Two hours later, they were finally done with shopping. After the dress, they had to stop for shoes, and after that was makeup and hair supplies. Once they were done with that, Meiko dragged Byakuya into Victoria's Secret with her so she could pick out 'sexy panties to go with her dress.' After thirty minutes of searching, she finally settled on one set; a lacy push-up bra, lacy thong, garterbelt and garters with thigh-high stockings attached. All black. There was aqua colored lace lining the top of the bra, a tiny aqua bow in the front of the thong, and an aqua bow on each of the garters. The whole time Byakuya was there, he received strange looks from women and sympathizing looks from men.

Byakuya wanted to glare at this woman, she made him carry all the bags! When they had gotten to the hotel, Byakuya nearly sighed in relief. The other three men snickered at the noble's predicament. "Having fun, Kuchiki?" Hawk called out. Dante smirked at the comment.

"Hello boys! We're back! I had some trouble finding nice shoes for me and him." Meiko looked to Byakuya. "You have big feet."

Marcus grabbed half of the purchases and walked inside the hotel, followed by the rest. "I got a free dress." Meiko announced out of the blue. Hawk shot her an incredulous look. "Yep." she replied to his unspoken words. "Stella said that it was priceless."

"And that it was perfect for us." Byakuya finished. Meiko nodded in agreement. Dante punched the 'UP' button beside the elevator. "So, she just gave it to you for free? Kinda strange." The elevator doors opened and everyone piled in.

"Oh my god! This is amazing! The Penthouse!" Meiko exclaimed, looking around the two floor hotel suite with excitement. "Four bedrooms! Four fucking bedrooms!" Byakuya looked up at her, watching the woman run down the upstairs hallway. Then he realized something...

"Wait a moment, there are five of us." the noble mumbled. Marcus heard this, and replied.

"Yes. You and Meiko will be sharing a room." Then Hawk decided to cut in.

"Yeah. You're supposed to be married remember?"

Oh, Byakuya remembered. Being 'married' to this woman meant sharing a room - not to mention a bed- with this wild woman. 'Oh sweet Kami-sama...'

Well, there you go! Chapter three of Shutter Box! Sorry it isn't longer, I've been sick and all this crap was dropped on my shoulders. Anyway, sorry it's so short. I try and try to make the chapters longer, but its so hard for me.

Review please! Thank you for reading!