Sorry guys about bein so late but now you have the second chapter. I had writers block and was reading this amazing series. anyway on with the story. Disclaimer : i do own ouran no matter how much i wish i did.

It's eight in the morning at the Morinozuka family estate. In a large and traditional Japanese room a young man with spiky dark hair laid asleep in a king sized bed. The alarm clock on the night stand was blaring with an infuriating drone. He stirred a hand slowly reached over to hit the snooze button. The young man sat up rubbing the grogginess out his eyes. After about a minute of sitting there pushing the sleepiness out of his limbs he got off the bed and headed straight for the bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror for minute then took off his pajamas and went into the shower. After about twenty minutes of preparation he emerged from the steam filled master bath wearing a suit and tie. He walked down the hallway and walked into the dining room. A hot breakfast consisting of an array of fancy foods and orange juice sat at the end of the table. The young man sat down at the end of the table where the food was laid out. No one came to join him but the butler and he was only there to tell him that his car was ready. After finishing most of the food the dark eyed young man got up and left the room without a single word. He plopped down in the car as the butler closed the door behind him. As soon as the door was shut and he had his seatbelt on the car left. Within minutes they were in front of an office building; the driver spoke from the front of the car

"Well we're here Master Takashi. Would you like me to open the door for you?"

Asked his morning chauffeur

"No thank you I think I can manage."

Answered the young man with wild coal black hair.

Takashi swung the door open and leapt out closing the door behind him. He trotted to the elevator jammed his thumb onto the button and waited for the elevator to open up. The doors slide open as the compartment finally arrived on the ground floor. Takashi stepped into the empty box and poked the button with the number 20. Then the doors slid closed slower than the creeping of an inchworm. But the seconds it took to reach the top floor seemed like an eternity to him. The doors opened as slowly as they did before revealing a bustling jungle of cubicles. Towards the back you could see an enormous and luxurious office. Takashi stepped lightly out of the elevator and started towards his office. Though many eyes followed him across the room he ignored them. Pulled the door open and entered into room; he sat down behind his sleek, polished desk. Takashi then grabbed a folder in the upper left-hand corner and started his work. He had to approve budgets, interview possible new employees, and sit through three board meetings. But at four o'clock in the afternoon he quickly left his office and jogged to the elevator. He pushed the button and the door opened a moment later. He got in with only one other person. Takashi didn't speak one word while the elevator with one of his employees. He wasn't trying to be rude or anything he just wasn't the kind for small talk. Once the doors opened onto the lobby he dashed out towards a car waiting outside. His chauffeur was waiting with the door open. (The chauffeur's name was Rocco.)

"Cutting it kinda close don't you think Mori? What will your students say if you're late?"

Teased Rocco.

"I know, I know. Rocco can we just go then, with chattering away like this I will be late."

Takashi retorted as he leapt into the car.

Author's note: Rocco is Mori's evening chauffeur and one of Mori's closest friends other than Honey. He met Rocco when he visited America for a business trip. Rocco was just an assistant to one of the CEOs Mori had to meet with. The two started talking and got along great then when Rocco decided to move to Japan Mori gave him a job and pays him very well. Anyway that's the back-story to Rocco ok back to the story.

Within minutes they return to the estate where Takashi runs straight into the house yelling

"See ya tomorrow Rocco."

Takashi jumps steps to at a time and barges straight into his room. He quickly changes into his kendo uniform and bounds back down the stairs racing to his private dojo where he teaches his students kendo and other martial arts. As he enters the room he finds it empty except for his cousin Mitskuni and his girlfriend Megumi sitting chairs waiting to observe. Takashi walks up to his beloved cousin and greets them both with a grunt of a hello and a curt nod. Mitskuni as he used to back in the old days climbs onto Takashi's back while holding a very old, stained and patched up Usa-chan. Takashi smiles and pats him on the head and then his tudents begin to enter so Mitskuni slides off and begins his observation.

Takashi is walking into the house when he notices an envelope with a red rose on it. There is a very curly writing as well. He reads it and it says "You are Invited to the Ouran Host Club Reunion."

Well thats the end next time wont take as long i swear guys.