Akashi admited it.
He never felt a real love.
Not from his mother.
Not from his father.
Not from anyone.
He also admitted that he wanted to feel loved and be able to love back.
But it was impossible with these humans.
"These" humans weren't able to love him.
Still he has something, what he loved. What was his. Or in his mind it wasn't "what", it was "who". "She". His old, human-sized ball-jointed doll.
Akashi's father ordered to to him when he turned 10.
Since then it has been Akashi's treasure.
Something, what he could love.
Something, what would love him back. If only the doll would be alive.
Akashi opened a wooden closet on his bedroom.
Behind the door was sitting, like said, the ball-jointed doll with (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes without the sparkle of life on them. She was dressed in (f/c) tudor style dress, making her look elegant.
Akashi chuckled lowly.
"Hello, (Name) dear. How was your day?"
Without waiting reply, Akashi lifted (Name) up and placed her to sit to chair.
Akashi made sure that (Name) was sitting elegantly before he sat opposite side of the table between them.
Akashi sighed softly and looked at his doll. (Name) was so beautiful, much better than every other creature.
"How much would it cost to give you a soul?" Akashi mumbled.
Surely it sounded impossible. It must be impossible.
But not for Akashi Seijuuro.
He would defiantly be the one who would figure out how to do it.
For (Name)'s sake.
For love's sake.
For himself.
I hope request likes this :3
So yeah, I was going to write Kagami's oneshot at first but never got good idea, got mad to it and wrote this last night.
And yep this is weird...