Voice inside my head: Well well well, what have we here?

Me: shut up.

Kira: Awww! Ino-chan that's not nice!

Me: shut up Kira.

Kira: *poke* *giggle* no ;3

Me: Neh..T_T

Kira: *superpoke* *laughing like Yachiru on sugar*

Me: *grabs hands* *something snaps*

Kira: *whimpers* *trys to pull hand away* *fails*

Me: *sigh* This is the longer in depth version of 'Dolls'

Kira: (sitting in the corner) MEANIE!!

Me: it's only a dislocation. Do you want to say the rest?

Kira:....Ok!! (gets up comes running) So yeah ! Dolls is basically da summery of dis one!

Me: and.

Kira: *giggle* we don't own any part of bleach!

Me: and.

Kira: oh yeah! *monotone voice* we don't like to repeat ourselves so if ya really need to hear it, just read the summery.

Both: Later.

There was once a lonely man, who lived on his own, and who thought himself god. His domain a white grand palace in the desert.

And as a god, he decided upon making himself a companion. One who could ease his loneliness or any other desire he wanted.

While he could not create another like him, he created a doll.

She was a simple doll.

Average height. Long orange glowing, flowing hair. Deep grey eyes.

He gave her a voice.

He taught her how to dance.

And she learned how to sing.

He gave her clothes. Though they reveled so much.

He gave her no name.

They were the only ones there.

He tied strings to her limbs,

And made her dance.

She must always obey her master's orders. She exists only for her master. Whether she liked what he made or asked her to do, she must obey.

At night, he would put her away. Out of the way. Till he wanted to play with her the next day.

She was alone. No one to see. No one to watch her

No one watched as she shakily stood on her own two feet.

Without her master's strings she would practice her beautiful dancing. No one would hear her songs of sadness.

Just dance.

And dance.

And dance.

And sing.

And dance.

All alone.

Then she would sleep

Awaiting her master's orders when the new day came

…

But soon her master came less and less to play with her.

Then one day he left his palace altogether. To go elsewhere. He locked her away, so she would still be there when he returned; leaving her completely alone in the grand white palace.

She freed herself from her chains and explored her home.

After searching many of the white empty rooms, she found something in another.

She found another.

…

She could not see their face, for they had their back to her; sitting on the floor.

She entered the darkly lit room to see.

And be seen by the unseen.

She danced over to the figure on the floor. From the light coming through the now open door, she saw their face.

It was a boy. A teenage looking boy.

He had what looked like tears streaming down his face.

"Green." She whispered. He looked so beautiful. Another thing she noted was a large pure bone white helmet, or at least half helmet on the side of his porcelain face.

She couldn't take her eyes off of his sleeping form. Or at least she thought he was sleeping.

Without warning a pale hand grabbed her and pulled her down to his level. His eyes shot open staring at her with emerald eyes.

"Who are you onna?"

She jumped, trying to free her hand but his grip was absolute. She was not escaping any time soon.

" I am who I am. Master gave me no name to call by. For he is the only one who sees me."

"I see you onna. What are you doing here? Just as you said that master is the only one who sees you, you are not one of my brothers nor are you my sister."

Her eyes widened in shock. "There are more of us?! Where? Should we go find them too?"

He blinked at her. What was she talking about? Only master was allowed to let them move. And yet she was standing on her own feet without master's string from the looks of it. 'Interesting.'

" Why is it that you stand without our master's strings? Are you not a doll like the rest of us?"

His question snapped her back to the present. "Huh? Oh!....No I too was created by Master. I don't know. I just got tired of waiting for Master that I stood on my own and learned to walk." She turned away from his searching eyes. "Please don't-!"

"Can you teach me? How to stand and walk on my own?" he asked interrupting her plea.

She looked back at him, surprised. "Oh! Ah sure..I guess. Yes I'll help." She promised.

"Why?" he asked. "You promise but why?"

She gave him a questioning look. "You don't want to learn? But you just-."

" No. I ask why not what I asked. I'm asking why would you promise to help. We are strangers to each other for we have only just met, so why would you help me?" His eyes bore into hers.

" Because I want to." She answered. " I'm almost always alone, except when Master comes to call. So I thought if I helped you, we..you..might-."

" You wish for company. Or something to take the pain away." He stated in a monotone voice. "…If you teach me, I'll be that. Company or the pain reliever."

She smiled. "Thank you." She bent back down to him and hugged him.

He stiffened. Warmth from her body radiated into him, warming everything she touch.

However, they both felt a familiar reiatsu returning and they broke apart. Filled with fear, she turned back to the door. Before she left though, she gave him one last look then fled.

He just sat there in shock. Touching his cheek where her face brushed his in her action, he still felt her warmth there. Odd. The others weren't warm like her. She's different from them alright. Though as he thought about it difference wasn't so bad.

It wasn't five minutes before a figure entered the room looking at the boy on the floor.

"Did you get enough rest Ulquiorra?"

The boy's poker back up.

"Yes Master. I'm rejuvenated to rejoin my brothers and sister."

"Good good. Now come my boy, let us go shall we?"

"Yes Master."

Again he felt the binding powers of his master's strings drag him up and pull forward.

'I really look forward to seeing you again Onna. Help me free myself from this accursed fate that we are all bound to.'

is it just me or do I just have too much time on my hands?

hmmm... must be the holidays.

*sigh*

the computers being a jerk again so this is what I've got for now. If you see any mistakes by all means let me know

thank you!

you know, I understand why we who are not Tite Kubo -sensei -sama or the authors or creators of said story the characters are from, have to say that we are not Sensei-sama, cause the idea of plagiarism and get the big ass fine is not something any one wants, I get that.

I would like to point out something: if we're writing the stuff on FanFic and unless we're using, typing or just want to make a near copy of somebody else's work, then you'd say "oh hey by the way, this isn't completely mine. It was inspired by blah blah blah"

I'm only saying this because you know, in the quick time I'm trying to figure out what to say, or what to do next with it, I would only like to mention my Disclaimer once. usually in the summary if I can fix it to make it smaller.

so I'm not going to say it in every single chapter.

Kira: Ino-chan. I thinks they get it.

Me: ...k fine.

Kira: K! please leave us a review! (that way Ino-chan doesn't have to continue hurting her self...scary) -she just talks to herself and thinking scary things!- -scary!-

Me: lets go Kira. *leaves*

Kira: Coming! later!

Hey wait up!!