Porcelain Doll Rules

A/N: So you're probably wondering why I choose to do a story about dolls with Hidan and Itachi instead of Sasori and Deidara. Easy, because I wanted to ;-). No, but in all seriousness this was a random idea that came to me. It was actually inspired from a manga I read 'Lovers Doll'. It's not totally based from that story, just the idea came to me while I was reading it. Well, enough rambling. Read, review, and enjoy.

Each chapter comes with a rule (thus the name) and Hidan's interpretation of the rule. The rule is at the beginning and the interpretation is at the end. All the rules, except the first one, will be in a random order. Read the story and you'll understand.

Warning: Language and yaoi fluff

Disclaimer: I just write the fanfic, nothing belongs to me.

Congratulations!

You are now the own of a very special doll. And when we say special we mean 'special'. These dolls require tremendous amount of care and devotion, so be prepared. Here we have enlisted a set of rules, that must be followed to the tee, in order to insure your safety. Follow these rules and you and your doll will have the best of times.

Sincerely,

Akasuna Porcelain:Where dolls come to life 'for better or worse'

Rule 1: Take very good care of your doll; try to develop a relationship with them. It'll help in the long run.

On his 16th birthday Hidan received the lamest presents in the history of lame presents. Now sure he wasn't expecting a car, even though he would'v e like one, his parents were to cheap for that. But this was just humiliating.

A doll, they gave him a fucking doll. When they handed him the wrapped present, he knew it wasn't going to be extravagant. But a doll, seriously. He stared at the box and turned to his smiling parents face, "you got to be fucking kidding me." he snarled angrily. Their faces dropped in disappointment, but they honestly couldn't expected him to like the present.

"It was all we could afford. We're sorry we couldn't get you something you like," he mother sobbed. Ugh, Hidan rolled his eyes. This day was already pissing him off, he didn't have time to listen to his mother's crying and his father's lecture on being grateful. "Fine, fine. I'll keep the doll. Thanks and some other shit." he got up and went upstairs to his room.

Throwing the box on the bed, he plopped down beside it. Maybe he should see what it looked like, see what his parents' brought him. Honestly, did they up and decided 'Hm, we hate our son. What's the most humiliating way he could tell him without saying it? I know we'll give him a doll for his most important birthday ever. Happy 16th birthday, Hidan!"

Opening the box, he pulled the doll out. Hidan stared at it for a moment. He blinked a couple times, turned it around and then back, before coming up with a conclusion. It was a boy doll. Yeah, he was pretty sure it was a boy doll even though it could of fooled him at first.

It looked as if it was hand- made. Everything was perfect to the tiniest details. The eyes were big and were a deep, dark onyx color. It's nose small and its lips tiny,small, and red. Then there was the hair. It was black and silkly, falling almost like a satin curtain across his delicate face and body. It was long too, the back of it was tied into a low ponytail, while the rest draped over his face in the front as bangs. The body small and delicate feeling. It was dressed in a black suit, with black gloves and shoes to match.

Underneath the doll, was a pamphlet. "Porcelain Doll Rules". Hidan opened and there was a note on the front page. It was a congratulation letter and said something about a set of rules he had to follow. Hidan scoffed, yeah right. Who need rules on taking care of a stupid doll?

"Akasuna Porcelain" that was the company name. According to the biography, it was a very special doll company. That's been around for hundreds of years. Something about the name Akasuna seemed familiar, but Hidan shook the thought of.

Looking up, he notice the time. It was getting late and he had school tomorrow. Not that he cared about that, but this day needed to end and sleep seemed to be the best way to make it happen. He looked at the doll. Ugh, he groaned. "Stupid, doll. Stupid parents, the hell were they thinking giving me a doll." Pissed off, he pick the doll off of the bed and looked at it again.

Its glass eyes stared back at him. It was kind of creepy, almost as if it was trying to look into his soul. Ugh, that's the last thing he needed, nightmares about this creepy looking doll. Yawning, he threw the doll off the bed and onto the floor. It landed with a soft thud, hitting the wall and bouncing off onto the floor. Hidan yawned again and plopped onto the bed, proceeding to go to sleep.

Until he heard, "ow". Hidan jumped up, 'the fuck?' He sat up and looked around, he was sure he was the only in the room. Walking out the room, he notice his parents were asleep. So if it wasn't him and it want his parents who could it have been. So lost in his thoughts, Hidan failed to realize the figure lifting itself of the floor.

"You've got a lot of nerve throwing me on the floor" a voice said angrily behind him. Turning aroun slowly, Hidan was kind of afraid of what he might find. Soon he was face to face with a male, about his height and maybe age. There was a scowled look on his face. His face, there was something familiar about his face. There was something familiar about him. From his onyx eyes, to his thin, soft red lips, to his long black hair, the outfit, and the pale almost ghostly skin tone. It reminded him of that doll.

Speaking of the doll, where was it. It wasn't on the floor, where he put it-er more like threw it. Did it roll under the bed, when he got up. Hidan bent down to look for it. His parents would raise hell if they found out he lost the doll. As he was looking he heard an annoyed huff and was then kicked in the legs.

"The hell," he said getting up and turning around. The mysterious person was still in his room. "who the fuck are you and why are you in my room." Hidan growled angrily, realizing it was him who kicked him. The guy looked at him and scowled, "why are you ignoring me?"

The fuck? Ignoring him, he didn't even know him. "I don't even know who you are." He replied. There was an annoyed look on the guy's face and he pouted, "how do you not know who I am, when you're the open who opened me." Opened, the hell did that me. "Ok, who the fuck are you anyway." He had enough of this shit.

"You should already know that," was the reply he received. "I am your doll." Doll? Hidan looked at the guy and stared at him. Did he just say 'your doll'. Know that he thought about it, the guy did look just like the doll. "How could that possible make any sense." The guy-'doll' looked at him and huffed, "easy. You received me as a gift didn't you. So that makes me yours." That still didn't answer his question. "Did you even read the handbook?"

Maybe he was dreaming and couldn't wake up. If that's the case, he could go along with it and not freak out. After all he did go to sleep thinking about how creepy the doll was. "Why would I need a handbook?" Taking care of a doll shouldn't be that hard. The guy looked at him and glared, "because I require special care." Hidan rolled his eyes.

...

The human-sized 'doll' sat on his bed and stared at him. 'Uh', Hidan thought 'this is awkard'. "So, what kind of doll are you? Like what do you do?" He received a blank stare before getting a reply, "well if you had read the manual you would now." Hidan rolled his eyes and ignored the remark. The guy continued talking, "I'm a doll that was created to stand by my master's side and serve him in whatever he needs. A companion, a follower, obey their every command,-" he would of continued if it wasn't for Hidan cutting him off by saying," so you're a sex doll"

His face dropped and cheeks turned bright red, "sex doll. How dare you even suggest that." He threw a pillow at him; that missed and hit the floor by the door. "You should learn some respect. I am a one of a kind doll." He huffed and crossed his arms pouting. "The nerve of some people." Hidan couldn't help but laugh, maybe it was the fact he still thought this was still a dream but he liked that reaction. It was cute.

"Okay, okay. Your not that type of doll." Hidan said, trying to cover his laugh. "But anyway," he said,seeing the doll was still upset about his comment. "What is your name?" The doll huffed and blew his hair out of his face, "Itachi. Like I said you should've already known that." Oh, ok. Hidan just nodded, not about to admit there was no way he could have known that. "So Itachi, what makes you such a 'special' doll. Besides the fact you're now a person."

Itachi turned to him and smirked, "easy, I'm a Uchiha." That did not help Hidan one bit, but Itachi kept going. "There are only two of us in existence and both of us are uniquely difference. So that makes us the most rarest of all living dolls." Hidan stared at him blankly, 'there are more dolls like this ' was the only thought that ran through his mind.

He yawned. Now it was getting late, school would be starting in a couple hours and he needed sleep. Itachi looked at him, "Your name." Hidan stared at him blankly, 'Huh?' "You never told me your name," Itachi stated. Oh yeah, he hadn't. "Hidan." he said before lying down and slowly drifting to sleep.

And by the time he woke up, he was pretty sure it was all a dream. Because all he saw was the doll that he received as a present lying there on the floor. 'I knew it was a strange dream', he mumbled to himself rubbing his eyes. It wasn't until he walked to the door and tripped over a pillow that he snapped back into reality. 'Fuck,' he looked at the pillow. 'Where the hell did this come from?' 'No', he shook his head. 'That couldn't be.' Ugh, he groaned.

Hidan turned to the doll, and sure enough its position had changed. 'Great, so it wasn't a dream' he thought. 'Fuck it, I don't have time for this.' He got his things and left, not paying attention to the black eyes that followed him out the door.

Rule 1: Take very good care of your doll; try to develop a relationship with them. It'll help in the long run.

Hidan - Great, I get a doll for my 16th birthday. And it just so happens to be a living one. This better be worth the trouble.

A/N: So how was it? Good. Bad. I feel like I may of been rambling at first and it seems pretty long. Leave reviews, telling me what you think