Do I have obsession with dolls? Not really, but they make for good plots! Hehe. I guess it's a little dedicated to my sweet Lux-chan, who...is MIA lately...And it's a little for my Renkura, because she's looking forward to it.

Disclaimer: Don't own Kingdom Hearts. Disney would hate me if I did?

The name of the doll is all thanks to my Alu-sama, as the creator's last name is thanks to Lux-chan.

Coin - Operated Boy

A sharp pain slid into my chest, my eyes shooting open in response. I didn't move, but I felt something move up my torso, a zipper kind of sound being made, and then a push into left side of my upper body before the sound finished and suddenly I could move.

Propping myself up on my elbows, I looked over and saw a boy in his early teens, pale blonde hair glimmering from hours of work and eyes shining like emeralds. He was the kind of thin from not eating much, and though his smile was awkward, it made me feel like I was worth everything to him.

Objective: Assist and Obey Master's Commands

I blinked, watching the words dance across my sight not even a split-second after I glanced up this angel. But, for some reason, I didn't want to just sit here and await a command. I wanted him to keep smiling, and I don't know why. Somewhere, I could just feel it's what I was truly made for, not what he had programmed me for.

"My name is Vexen Lemura." I gazed back into his eyes and noticed there was this kind of clouding in those pools of green, like he was hoping. Waiting. Right then I knew I should listen to that feeling – the instinct – of wanting him to be happy.

"Morning, Vexen Lemura," it was 17 seconds into 3:10 a.m, according to the clock in my head, "...s-sorry, but I don't have a name..." I felt something in the left side of my chest plummet, the place that made my nerves activate, but I didn't look down. If I did, I don't think I would've been able to see my master leak clear liquid from his eyes, his smile faltering as it tried to grow.

I moved off the mutilated wood table, the broken thing wobbling from my now mobile weight. I guess I weighted more than I look. Now, I don't really understand why, but I reached out and gently touched his cheek, frowning. "Did I say something wrong, Vexen Lemura?"

He pushed my hand away and continued leaking, but he shook his head and told me he was fine. That he was ecstatic, actually. I could only nod. Did humans leak when they were happy? Was I incapable of emotions then? Sure, I was confused, but I was also happy. I wasn't leaking...

My master got up and started scrambling through the small drawers within the room, pushing clothes away or looking at the little pieces of paper at the top of shirts. Asking seemed great, but I didn't want to be rude. He eventually gave up when it was about 26 seconds into 3:23 a.m.

"It would seem you won't have a name for a while – .."

Wood snapped and banged, and I could hear someone stomp in, a disgusting smell fogging their usual scent. By instinct, I tried to leave the closet but my master pulled me back and covered my mouth while one arm fastened itself around my stomach and his legs curled over my waist to disable me from moving.

"Where the fuck are you!? Huh!? Where!? You fucking faggot, I'll kirr you! Kiru...Killoo...MURDER YOU."

My creator flinched but didn't make a sound as the woman thrashed about the main room, searching for him, cursing him. You remember the feeling I told you about in my left breast that wanted to make Vexen Lemura happy? It was telling me to protect him now.

"There you are – what the fuck?! You were having sex with this kid, weren't you!? You faggot! FAGGOT. YOU RUINED MY LIFE."

I didn't have to know what glistening in her hands to know she was going to use it to hurt him. My master finally recoiled and I sprung forward, tackling the golden blonde woman and shoving her away from the closet, my voice lost to a course shriek.

She cried out, writhing against my grip as I pushed her against a wall, holding her tightly by the throat with one hand and the other fisted tightly. The shiny object she had clattered to the tile floor, crimson dripping from her hands and staining my pale epidermis. I think I said something, but there was this kind of pulsing in my ears that made sound distorted and strange.

And then I felt something cold and familiar grip my shoulder, and when I turned around, it was Vexen Lemura. His eyes were clouded for a different reason, but he stopped leaking finally.

"Let her go..."

His voice was the only thing that made sense to me, but I could hear the woman shouting again. Her words were slurred, muttering something like "kiru" over and over again. Finally, she quit wailing the same thing when I dropped her, but shouted something else.

"Who the Hell are you!?"

I glanced at my master, who in his full height was shorter than me by four inches, and then looked back at her.

"Kiru, my master Vexen Lemura's friend." She stared, green eyes bright with fear and disgust despite the glistening coat over them, before they rolled into her head and she fell to the side. Vexen Lemura came to my own side and looked down at her, sighing.

"This is the first time I've seen her pass out before hurting me..."

I jerked my head to look at him, this knowledge hurting me without physically touching me, and our eyes met. This time, he looked hopeful for a different reason.

"Come on...You need to put some clothes on, Kiru."

Something in the left side of my chest jumped when he breathed my name, but I followed him back to my birthplace without question.

A/N: Can you find the extremely subtle mentions of three other pairings? Bet you can't!