ATTENTION!

Hey guys... So, um, I know Amy-chan and I asked in the last chapter if you wanted us to continue or not, and we had planned to keep going because all of y'all wanted us to, but... We can't any more, I'm sorry. Amy-chan can't find the time to do it anymore and I couldn't even think about doing it without her, so sadly this story will be discontinued. :(

However, below is some of the stuff we were writing for the next chapter before we decided to discontinue it... I thought it would be a waste to just delete all of it, so please enjoy the last bit of Ghost Hunt: Behind the Scenes. Thank you to everyone for the support, I had a really fun time writing this story. *fans myself trying not to cry, though it's not helping*

Amy walked into the studio, wondering what on earth they could possibly do to reduce the amount of tomfoolery that happened each day. It would be fine if there was some amount of kindness or playful mischief behind the works, but the actors seemed to genuinely dislike those they had not come with. It gave the dynamics in the show something great, but Amy felt like both her and Nia would like the actors to find some common ground. Something they could bond over.

"If only to keep them from killing each other," she muttered aloud. She soon heard a small laugh behind her. She quickly turned around, a bit startled, to only see her friend slash co-worker standing there with a sucker in her mouth and an amused expression.

"I have a feeling we've both been thinking the same thing." Nia commented, taking a few steps closer to Amy.

"Bodyguard?" Amy asked, recalling their previous conversation. "But who could we talk into doing it?"

Nia sighed as she sat down in her chair, specifically for her to sit in. "I was thinking about that all night... What about that guy who was the bodyguard of the Black Butler television show? I heard from their director that he was pretty good. Although there was only two people who had it out for each other there and not the entire cast like here..." she frowned.

"We'd have to ask, but that sounds like a plan," Amy agreed as she sat in her chair. "Let's see if he can keep our cast from tearing each other apart..."

Nia nodded a bit while slowly twirling around the sucker in her mouth. "We should probably do it as soon as possible. You wanna call them or should I?" she asked.

"Excuse me," a voice said, interrupting them. The directors turned to see Oliver, somehow patiently waiting for them to notice him. "I need to speak with one of you."

Amy turned to Nia. "I'll see what he wants, you make the call, okay?"

Nia glanced at Oliver first before looking back at her friend. Honestly she didn't feel like dealing with whatever issue or compliant he had, Amy could do it. Calling the director of Black Butler seemed much easier.

"Sure," she nodded. "Fine by me." Then she left with a small wave, leaving the two of them to talk while she had a call to make.

"Here you are," Mai said cheerfully as she placed a cup of pre-made tea in front of their guest actress. She was obviously nervous—possibly from being on camera—but stuttered her next line as she ought to have.

"Th-thanks," she said, bowing slightly. Mai smiled at the girl, thinking that this girl only had a few moments before something happened.

"So you're telling me that after your friend Ouija-boarded in the classroom, she has been acting strangely?" he asked. Mai repressed her surprise. They had worked out to give the new girl at least one prank before the end of the day. She had thought he would get it over with sooner rather than later.

"Yes," the new girl said, waiting a moment before continuing. While the girl continued her monologue, Mai looked towards her boyfriend. The look on his face was not one of faux concentration, similar to the rest of the time they had been on-set. His mind was far away, dwelling on something that she did not know. He had been this way since the end of shooting last week. What could possibly...

"Mai, you were supposed to step back in fright and slight disgust," Amy called out, breaking Mai from her thoughts. The girl blinked while the other actors shared a smirk.

"Maybe she's been away from the set so long as to forget how to act," Masako snubbed. Mai threw the tea tray in her general direction.

"Say that again!"

XxX

"...I know it sounds crazy, but...I really think she might be possessed by a fox." The girl clenched her hands on her lap, making them tremble.

"By a fox? Sounds more like a demon to me..." Mai gave a small innocent shrug at the stern look her boyfriend gave her and ignored the horrified look the new girl made at her interrupting her lines. "Well, it does..."

XxX

"You can't be serious," Ayako frowned at her brother off-set. The directors were scolding Mai for what seemed like the umpteenth time. "You brought it?"

"I needed something to do. If we pull off any more pranks today I think Amy might scream "off with his head!"," Hoshou said as he sat back, fiddling with his beloved instrument. Ayako groaned.

"You could have at least let me know about it. I would have brought mine," she said, eyeing the saxophone with envy.

"Oh, you didn't get the memo?" Amy asked, poking her head into the sibling's conversation. Both of them jumped away from her intrusion.

"What memo?" Hoshou asked, massaging his heart. Amy pulled out a script and passed it to the man.

"You're a bassist, not a saxophone player."

"What? Can't we change it? The sax-"

"Isn't as cool as the bass," Amy said. She pointed over her shoulder. "Makeup and costume are expecting you, band man."

Hoshou grumbled as he left his saxophone with his sister. Ayako took great joy in playing a little ditty to accompany his misery.

XxX

"...you could've referred her to someone else!" Mai cried out in annoyance, doing it perfectly.

"Knock, knock! Naruuu! Wassup?" Houshou said, taking his cue to enter on to set. Mai turned her head to look at the newcomer before blinking in shock. Then she burst out laughing while Oliver could only stare with wide eyes at the man's getup. And everyone's jaws dropped off-set.

"WHAT IS THAT?!" Nia yelled angrily, stomping on to the set. "Who did this?!" She demanded, gesturing to the cowboy hat and the odd necklace he was wearing. That was not suppose to be part of his wardrobe!

"What? It's cool! I just added some accessories!" Houshou tried to defense himself and not cower away. The director may be incredibly short in size, but she was scary when she mad.

"YOU HAVE NO FASHION SENSE IF YOU THINK THAT'S COOL!"

"But—"

"Take it off!"

"Why can't—"

"No!"

"Nia..." Amy came to them, interrupting before things got too bad. "The show might need some more comedy to it... Maybe we should just let him wear it, yeah?" she nodded a bit to assure her friend. They all tried to ignore Mai's giggles in the background.

Crossing her arms, the blonde girl glared at Houshou a few more moments before she huffed, beginning to walk off stage.

"Fine! Do whatever the crap you want!" Then Nia paused and turned to look at him once again. "But don't think I won't get you back for ruining...this!" She flailed her arms around randomly, finally going back to her chair.

Everyone gulped nervously, especially Houshou. But he still made his mind up to wear it!

XxX

"Oh, Mai-chan, an iced coffee, please," Hoshou said as he placed his cowboy hat on the couch beside him. He was going to put it on her head, but the look he got from Nia was scaring him more than he'd like to admit. And he actually rather liked his cowboy hat, thankyouverymuch.

"B-bou-san? What's with the outfit?" Mai asked, still leery about the entire situation. She was waiting for someone to explode, but still had to act her part out.

"Oh, this?" Hoshou asked as he took off his sunglasses. "I had a live show today. I'm always preforming in basement studios, so it's nice to be in front of people after all this time, but it is exhausting."

"It doesn't seem as though your band is very popular, then," Oliver noted with the same deadpanned tone and expression as his character. Mai and Hoshou glanced quickly towards the directors only to find that Nia had gone somewhere. Amy was glaring at the scene with a keen eye.

"Do it again and hope that Nia comes back soon, or she's gonna have to hold me back," Amy said in a deadpan. Hoshou gathered his props and hurried out the front door, eager to do the scene again. Amy sighed as she looked off to the side where Nia was conversing with their latest addition.

XxX

"But how can you work at Mt. Kyouya and be in a band?" Mai asked curiously. "Are you just a monk on the side?"

"Kinda—" Houshou began, removing his hand from the handle of the guitar case. But as he did, his hand accidentally knocked it a bit and the poorly balanced case fell to the floor. He and Mai stared at it for a few moments before glancing at one another. Then Houshou smoothly picked it up and continued saying his lines as if no one had noticed the slip-up.

Amy sighed and shook her head. "Cut. Just cut."

XxX

"Still, in this profession, there's a surprising amount of curses and such," Hoshou explained. "Being an ex-monk, whenever something comes up, I get called in, so I have a side business of being a prayersmith. Got it?"

"Uh-huh..." Mai nodded, looking up as she 'processed' the information. "Got it..."

The girl sighed in a somewhat defeated manner, which wasn't in the script. The boys allowed her the moment before continuing with the lines.

"I don't wanna redo that because of a sigh... we could edit it out, right?" Amy asked. Nia shook her head.

"Nah, we'll just give her more work to do. A dub-over or some thoughts or something. Then she won't do it so much next time around."

"Good idea, bosses."

Amy and Nia looked over at their new hire, both wondering when exactly he had gotten there and also curious as to why none of the rest of the cast seemed to notice him. He simply smiled at the both of them.

XxX

Not really paying attention at the time, Mai sat the glass of iced tea down on the table. She inwardly smiled. The last couple of scenes with Oliver and Houshou had gone great; now it was her turn on camera again, and she was certain it'd go smoothly. After all, all she had to do was place the cup down. There's no way she could mess that up—

"Woah, woah, woah! Mai!" Houshou's seemingly upset voice snapped her out of her reverie. She frowned at him in confusion. "There was a coaster right there!" He picked up the cup and placed it on the coaster to emphasis his point. "Why wouldn't you put the glass on it? I mean, seriously, you placed it right beside it but not on it!"

Mai raised a brow and glanced questioning at Oliver, who sat in silence and watched the scene in front of him. Was it really that big of a deal? He gave his girlfriend a small shrug. The brunette sighed as Houshou continued to rant on and on.

Crazy man.