Faking It (OHSHC)

Renge's Reign (Part two)

     "Get a stretcher! Take him to the infirmary immediately!" Someone yelled randomly.

     "Kaoru...Kaoru! Kaoru!" Hikaru screamed for his brother.

     "You gotta get back in the game, Hikaru. We need you." Another man yelled for Hikaru.

      "Shut up!" Hikaru yelled to the man off screen, tears welling up in his eyes.

      "Hikaru...Listen to me...Please don't worry. There's nothing you can do. You can't share my pain. You're not the one who got hurt. Now, go on." Kaoru said while sprawled on the stretcher, holding his ankle.

      "I can't! It hurts! It hurts Kaoru!" Hikaru started to cry for his brother. Why were we even shooting this anyway?

     "Your pain is my pain. It doesn't matter to me if no one else understands. As long as we have each other, we can go on living." Renge announced, as a narrator. I stood watching the scene from the sidelines, I hadn't wanted to do this. They didn't know the half of it and she already judged me. Turning, I walked away from the scene. Reaching over to my wrist I slowly traced the scars through my sleeves. They hadn't known a thing. After a while I made my way back to the host club; Kyoya and my's scene was after Haruhi's.

     "Hey, Haruhi! You're on!" I heard Renge call.

     "Coming!" Haruhi replied. She looked completely and utterly bored. Watching from the sidelines, I watch as Renge disrespected two delinquent-looking students.

     "Wait a minute, Renge..." Haruhi tried to stop before it got worse, but her words were in vain as Renge ignored her.

     "Hey! You think you can push me around!? You don't even know me!" One of the guys yelled pushing Renge. I was on standby ready to act when needed.

     "Watch out!" Haruhi yelled. Before either could get hurt I squeezed behind Haruhi. Heroic? Not a chance, the pain was just too good to pass up.

     "Are you okay, Haruhi!?" Renge asked. I guess it was true, I was invisible. Haruhi looked down at her.

     "That guy was right, Renge. You can't do that. If you judge people by their appearance, you're stereotyping them, and you'll never see the person inside." Haruhi started to lecture her. I made myself scarce before they had noticed. If they knew I got hurt I'd be in huge trouble.

     "Oh, I don't understand what you're trying to say." Renge replied. It wasn't until then that Tamaki had come up. Haruhi was crying...so weak.

     "What happened, Haruhi?" Tamaki froze "So which one of you jerks started this?" The only thing I could hear after that was a crack. I knew Kyoya would do that. Can't have any violence scenes now can we?

~Next Day~

     Walking into the host club today, my body was sore. Man, it felt so good. The girls were squealing about the tape. Mine and Kyoya's scene wasn't on there though. Sighing, I put my smile back on. Kyoya had made his way up to me while I walked over to my customers.

     "I hope you're feeling okay Ash, I'm sure your back probably hurts a lot." Kyoya whispered in my ear. I smirked, he thought he knew everything, but I loved the pain. Walking to my seat I sat looking at the girls and acting as nothing had happened to me. Like my back didn't hurt, like the scars weren't there, like my smile wasn't fake, like this was the real me. But they didn't know a thing.

Ash I don't like this place.