Authors' spot: So, you guys (my regular fans and readers) know me for my Yaoi stories. I would like to announce that I will not be writing any stories with above a young teens' rating. I will only be writing fics appropriate for all eyes. Hope you enjoy my new writing style! ^_^
I watch him walk through the door with his mirror image at his side, and I know… he dosen't know me. He has no idea who I am. I see him laughing and talking, he has so much fun at this club, but at the end of the day, he cries. I know it because I have seen it. I have seen him about to break, and his twin is never there to comfort him.
Who am I? I am ordinary, and maybe a fangirl. Yes, I am a Hitachiin fan girl. No, I'm not a Hitachiin twin fan. The only twin I am interested in is Kaoru Hitachiin. He sees another screaming fangirl in me, but I'm different. I'm not dazzled by the performance Hikaru puts on for the world to see when the only person he is really interested in is that girl. Yeah that's right; I know Haruhi is a girl. No sane person thinks that she's a boy really. The girls don't want to think she is a girl though. They are sane, but everyone has issues, and they want to stay in their own imaginations. They want to believe in this corrupted fantasy land that Tamaki senpai has created for any girl who wishes to be there. I see through this…
All I know is that he hurts. I want to help him, and I sit in this club room hoping to get a chance to change him, and make him cry less. Coruppted by his brother, Hikaru wants Kaoru to believe in this brotherly love and maybe Kaoru does believe, but Hikaru only wants him to believe so he has someone to lean on when things aren't going right. Hikaru knows that Haruhi dosen't love him, at least not that way. Hikaru wants to be her knight in shining armor, when he knows who her real knight is; we all know… the only person who dosen't know is the blonde himself. I'm not saying that Hikaru dosen't love Kaoru, and care about him. I'm saying that in nature, Hikaru is a selfish man.
All these girls have a problem, every man has a problem. It's called life, and most people want to hide from it…including me. Life is scary, because it is the truth. A girl whose father only cares about money and power is a problem, so the girl runs away from it by finding a man who cares, or acts like he cares about only her. He says he would die for her, and she feels good… for a little while. Then it wears off, so she has to come back to the club to get the feeling again. Like a drug, you get so addicted to the good feelings… adrenaline, Heat, passion, nervousness, fluttering pleasure, love. At least a temporary love or a false love. Like a nicotine patch, it keeps you occupied and sustained for a little while.
Authors' spot: Well, what did you think? Please review and let me know what you liked, or what you didn't like! I also forgot my disclaimer sorry,
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN OHHC OR ANY CHARACTERS except for my own OC.
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