Just Like a Porcelain Doll

Summary: "Xemnas wouldn't ever harm his beautiful doll. But like all porcelain dolls, if accidentally dropped, they crack." Rewritten!!

Ha! It's back and hopefully better than ever! Because of the outstanding reviews and extreme demand for this story to be put back up, I couldn't be mean and just leave you guys without it.

So here it is, Just like a Porcelain Doll. ENJOY.

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Porcelain dolls…

How lovely and exquisite they are. So beautiful yet so fragile; so easy to break… The very being of the doll such as those should be treated with the utmost care. It should be cherished and kept away from harm. Most are placed on the highest of shelves in a small girl's room, away from tiny inquisitive hands until she is old enough to care for the doll. Or they are kept as decoration, placed on window sills or above a fireplace with other varieties collected.

Xemnas had always wanted a porcelain doll of his own, just one. He didn't want just any one though, oh no, he was very picky when it came to such things. His eyes were set on the most beautiful doll of all.

He had powder blue hair, as soft as cotton. His bangs were pushed back, making waves of spikes then meeting long locks that draped down his back and over his shoulders. His doll also had bright yellow eyes that glistened like honey fresh from the hive and soft velvet lips the color of light pink. His body was firm, strong, and well toned yet with skin as soft as silk and whiter than snow.

Nothing could compare to the beauty this porcelain doll had. Xemnas wanted him badly, despite how unmanly it was to own a doll. But Saïx wasn't just an ordinary doll.

He was the most fragile doll of all, though his demeanor proved otherwise to one who didn't know the Berserker well. Xemnas knew Saïx far better than he led anyone to believe. He knew that his doll—like all porcelain dolls—if accidentally dropped, they crack. He knew that Saïx had been broken before, as if his soul was shattered into a million pieces; pieces so small and sharp that they were most difficult to put back together. But Xemnas secretly loved him as though he were a brand figure. He loved Saïx as though he had feelings. Maybe that was what caught his eye? The fact that the Luna Diviner made him feel things that he shouldn't…

Xemnas sighed as he rubbed his temples in frustration, feeling a headache approaching. He knew he couldn't feel anything emotionally, so why was it that he wanted Number VI so badly? Could it be physical need?

Even that in itself was odd. When he was Xeahanort, he never thought of himself as being attracted to men. As a matter fact the thought of being homosexual sickened him. Maybe since he became a Nobody his feelings of attraction had also gone so that he was indifferent about sexuality.

That all didn't matter, really. All he wanted was Saïx (as what he dubbed as "his porcelain doll"). One day he'd obtain his doll and cherish him as a small girl would when she'd receive one as gift.

The thought made Xemnas chuckle bitterly.

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A/N: hello guys! Sorry for the whole shortness of the chapter an all. If you haven't noticed, it's a little different than before. I'm aiming for the whole "Like the guy, get the guy, lose the guy, then get the guy back" concept.

I'm most sorry for the whole deletion of the story!! Please except my apology! I'm trying to make it better than before.

So, tell me what you guys think! Suggestions are most welcome!