Little Porcelain Doll

It's because porcelain dolls look so alive,
It seems like they have a soul of their own,
Simply trapped there,
For whatever reason,
Their eyes bore right through you,
They blink, they watch, they know...
Because...
Don't you know?
Dolls have a life of their own.

Chapter 5:

Dark walked over and frowned, "You know you're going to have to read it to me, my eyes have dried out and may start bleeding soon for I have gone blind from all those tiny words I've been staring at for the past hour."

Krad sighed, "You don't read enough."

"You read too much," he retorted.

"Did I mention what you were 'reading' was the picture encyclopaedia of dolls?"

"So? I had to read the captions! Horribly tiny letters!"

He rolled his eyes, "Gods forbid you strain your eyes to read the small font. Anyways, look at this."

Amethyst eyes scanned across the page until they spotted a picture of a certain doll, "Whoa, it's the doll…"

"Yes, and look at the caption."

"No, you read it to me. I've had enough of captions."

Krad sighed, "This is the first doll created by the famous doll maker Masaki Saitou."

"And…"

"And what?"

"Now what?"

The blond rolled his eyes, "Now we look up Saitou Masaki."

Dark grinned, "Oh? You've got your sources? Is it one of those secret sources?"

"…no, it's a phonebook."

"Oh…"

"But it'd be a secret to you, now wouldn't it? Considering the only thing you've actually read this year was a menu."

Knock, knock.

The teacher looked over, "Yes, Krad?"

He paused, starting out carefully to weave his way around to getting what he wanted, "Have you ever considered arranging a fieldtrip?"

"Why yes I have. I'm constantly thinking about escaping from this horrible place to somewhere nice and tropical, like Hawaii. Just imagine, pretty women dancing in grass skirts and beautiful beaches as far as the eye can see. That sounds like paradise, doesn't it?"

The blond paused again, "I mean a fieldtrip for the class."

"Oh…then no, of course not-I mean, I haven't had the time to think about it yet. Why? Do you have something in mind?"

"Actually, I do, there's this hot spring…"

The teacher looked thoughtful for a moment, "A hot spring? I'm not sure…it could be very expensive…"

Krad shrugged, "Oh, but I heard the attendants there are very…" he raised a brow and gave a mysterious smirk, "exquisite?"

The teacher perked up, suddenly interested. The blond gave a small smirk, victory was his. Again. Like always.

"So? Are we going?"

He looked over sarcastically, "What do you think?"

Amethyst eyes blinked, "Really? What'd you do?"

"Told him about the attendants."

"Ah…you appealed to his inner pervert."

The blond gave a knowing smirk, "it's only to be expected. Over forty and still single…"

"Hey creep, guess what?"

"What?" He asked, snickering when he saw that the lines on the other boy's face hadn't completely faded yet.

He grinned as he began taunting the younger boy, "We get to go to the hot springs and you don't!"

"…so? Am I supposed to care?"

"Ugh…you just have to take the fun out of everything don't you?"

Satoshi smirked, "Of course I do."

"Geeze, Dark, why weren't you at school today?"

"We were at the library." It sounded like a shameful confession.

The younger two gasped, "You? Library? Isn't there a law against that?"

Blue eyes looked over, shock evident in them, "Weren't you banned from there or something? I always thought there was a rule that said 'Only people with brains allowed in' I guess their security's been slacking…"

"Shut up! It's not like I wanted to be there!"

"But still…you skipped school to go to the library. Are you ill or something?"

"I'm not sick!"

"In the mind you are…" Satoshi muttered under his breath.

"Krad dragged me there! Now stop staring and muttering to yourself!"

The blond looked over and spoke up, "What are you talking about? It was your idea! I didn't want to skip school!"

The redhead couldn't stop staring no matter how hard he tried, it was just too weird, wild ideas began running through his head. Dark at the library…whether it was Krad's idea or not, maybe it was actually a clone of Dark…or maybe he was abducted by aliens…which he probably wasn't, who would want to put up with Dark anyways? But either way it was just strange.

Satoshi was first to compose himself from the shock of the equation Dark plus Library, and of course, there was no solution to the problem. "…so when are you going?"

"Next week."

"But this week's almost over."

"I know, I can't wait!"

Red eyes looked over at the blonde, "How did he convince you to convince the teacher to do this?"

"And how'd you know that he convinced me to convince the teacher?"

Dark huffed, "Well, everything has a fair price!"

Krad rolled his eyes, "And a fieldtrip is the fair price for making you read a picture book?"

"With captions."

Daisuke laughed, "Everyone knows Dark's allergic to literature."

The violet haired boy shook his head and sighed, "The things I do for you…"

The blond raised a brow, "What about what I do for you? Shall I start naming things? I cook for you, do your homework some of the times, clean up after you, tell the teacher your excuses which are crap by the way, and I have to makeup excuses for you too…"

"Okay, okay, I get it! And all I do is make you skip school and do things to my advantage."

"I'm glad we got that straightened out."

"Yes…now I look terrible while you look like a saint."

Krad grinned, "I'm glad we got that straightened out too."

"You know what? Let's just go home. It's been a long time and I think I'm growing itchy from being surrounded by literature for so long."

"Home?"

"Yea…you know…home, where your heart belongs or something like that…?"

The blond rolled his eyes, "I know what home is, but which home exactly? Mine or yours?"

Dark blinked, "Oh…yours, you have food."

Golden eyes blinked, "It's time like this I wonder how you always end up with high marks on your tests, all you ever think about is food…"

"What can I say? I'm a closet geek."

"Quite proud of it too I see."

"Who wouldn't be? I mean with looks and brains like mine, who wouldn't be proud?"

Krad shrugged, they headed down the street arguing, "There is something called modesty you know, it's also known as humility, being humble, not being arrogant. But then again I doubt you'd know how to do any of that."

"That's right! Dark Mousy knows no modesty!" He grinned and flashed the other a peace sign while the other merely sighed and shook his head.

The door opened with a soft creek when they got back. Dark blinked and stared hard into the house, "I'm freaked. Are you freaked? Because I'm freaked out. Very freaked out. Hold me?" Krad didn't respond when the other boy clung onto him, he was too busy staring at the doll standing there. It was still smiling, its face still cracked, looking like it was welcoming them home. They stood there for a long time just staring at it until Dark's arms started falling asleep and he had to let go. He looked at his friend, "Yea…you're freaked too."

"I have a good reason to be, don't I? Not even Houdini could've gotten out of that."

"Yea, no one could've gotten out of Krad's crate-O'-doom."

The blond took a deep breath and stepped into the house. He picked up the doll and set it on the couch. "Get in here, you loser." Dark did as he was instructed and stood beside his friend, looking down at the doll. The blond sighed and rubbed his temples, "There's got to be a way to get rid of this thing."

A voice came from beside him, "Shikyo-chan isn't a thing."

He looked up at the abrupt change in his friend, the amethyst eyed boy picked up the doll with an unreadable expression. "Not again…" But he noted a change in attitude this time, the doll wasn't giddy and crazed about him being a doll. No. It looked sober and frighteningly calm.

"My doll has damaged my beautiful face…and now he's trying to get rid of me. I simply cannot allow that." Dark's voice quickly changed from anger to amusement, "But what are you going to do, dolly? How will you rid yourself of me?"

"I'll find a way." The blond bit back, distancing himself from the other.

The other laughed, "And how will you accomplish that? Lock me up? Try to get others to help you?" Then he suddenly turned serious again, "You've seen what I can do to your little dolly friends. Are you sure you want to risk making another wrong move dolly?"

Krad chewed on his lower lip, eyeing the doll in his friend's hands he asked cautiously, dreading the answer, "What do you want?"

"What do I want? I want to play of course!"

Nya

Yes I haven't updated this fic in awhile, okay, not awhile, a really reallly long time and yes it's a short chapter, I'm sorry! Now to distract who ever actually reads this by changing the topic XP Italy won the world cup :O and Materazzi's a...you get the idea :P yess that was my distraction, buhbye! Zidane's awesome! XD