Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran High School Host Club (it belongs to Bisco Hatori)! I, however, own my OCs!

Summery: She had herself trapped in her own tower, waiting for her prince to come free her from the walls of lies. Mori x OC

Note: This fic officially contains Honey x Reiko, which means manga references. Yay, manga! There will also be anime references.

Repunzel:

~Chapter 1-The Fourth Chair~

It had all started when Reiko began to visit Honey at the Host Club.

After everything had calmed down and Mori had forgiven her for all the times she had tried to curse Honey, during the last thirty minutes of Host Club, Honey, Mori, and Reiko would sit around a table (either in chairs or on couches), oblivious to everything else. Honey and Reiko would chat, nibbling on cake (well, Honey sucking cake up like a vacuum cleaner), while Mori sipped on a cup of tea, content.

There was always an empty chair at the table or spot on the couch next to Reiko, and Honey always made certain it remained empty.

Haruhi was the first to notice.

She, at first, found it a little odd, but then realized that the Host Club (pretty much all of Ouran) was quite strange. Honey was the type who enjoyed receiving as much attention as he possibly could with many people surrounding him. But, Haruhi decided to leave it alone. Maybe Honey realized he really liked Reiko and he was developing on his feelings toward her without any other customers there to interrupt, and Mori, being Mori, didn't want to leave Honey's side, and just decided to stay there, watching them.

Kyoya was the second to notice.

When it stated, he thought that most of Honey and Mori's regulars were not able to stay for the last half hour of Club activities. However, as the days passed, he realized that Honey may have done something that prevented girls, other then Kanazuki Reiko, from staying the last thirty minutes, or maybe it was Reiko's presence that was keeping the other girls away.

It was causing a slight dent in profits, and it was beginning to bother the shadow king.

Tamaki, Hikaru, and Kaoru had yet to notice what was going on at Honey and Mori's station.

But, both Haruhi and Kyoya were sure that the twins wouldn't e that far behind noticing the Lolita types' behavior.

"Honey-senpai," it was just before the Host Club was open for business, and Honey was looking over the cake selection for the day, Usa-chan cradled gently in his arms, "may I have a word with you?" The smaller host turned, blinked at Kyoya confused for a moment, before beaming up at him.

"Sure, Kyo-chan."

Kyoya glanced at Mori, whom was currently making his way toward Honey after placing a few cakes at their station, stating as gently as possible, "Preferably in private."

"Oh," Honey turned to Mori as he finished his approach, "Takashi," Mori nodded, "Kyo-chan and I are going to have a quick meeting." He held Usa-chan up, "Will you watch Usa-chan while I'm gone?" Mori nodded, taking the pink toy rabbit from his cousin, and turned, returning to their station.

"I've noticed that you're only allowing Kanazuki-hime designate you at the last half hour of the club," Kyoya smiled, putting on his business like front.

"If you're trying to stop that, Kyo-chan," Honey stated, a sweet smile still plastered on his face, "then, I'm afraid that I'll have to refuse. I like spending time with Reiko-chan."

"I've also noticed you're not allowing anyone to designate Mori-senpai, either."

The blonde host stared at the ebony haired host, with an almost thoughtful expression, before tilting his head slightly, sending an I-don't-know-what-you're-talking-about look, "Reiko-chan is Takashi's customer, too." It was stated as a fact, but Kyoya knew better. He could see Honey was planning something due to his unusual behavior. However, it was impossible to tell what he was planning.

The shadow king and the natural type were the only ones to notice the oldest host's odd behavior, so far, and Kyoya was certain that Mori maybe suspecting something as well. After all, the entire Host Club knew that the Dark Magic Club member harbored romantic feelings toward the Lolita type host.

"That isn't going to work on me," Kyoya stated, causing Honey's innocent expression to falter, "I know you're up to something, I just don't know what."

Light brown eyes gazed a Kyoya for a moment, considering before Honey finally stated, "It's a secret."

And with that, Honey skipped off to his station, where Mori was waiting with a cup of tea, Usa-chan, and cake.

Kyoya stood frozen where he was standing, his eyebrows raised, slightly surprised. So, the small host was up to something, and he was keeping his lips firmly shut about it. After shaking off the small shock, Kyoya smirked, pushing up his glasses, causing them to glint, hiding the dark, humored look in his eyes.

This was going to be fun.

The Ouran High School Host club is now opened for business

Music room one, like music room three was extremely busy. It was where the Choral Club had their meetings and held their practices. The club president, Oshiro Yuudai, stood in front of the classroom, a dry erase board next to him with a dry erase marker in hand. Before him, four of the seats were filled with a small group of the members.

"We need something that will draw people in."

"Yuudai-san, if this is what this damned meeting is about," an ebony haired young woman snapped, "then why the hell did you tell the rest of the club to go whatever they wanted?"

Yuudai stared blankly at the dark haired young woman, "Okay, does anyone else have something to say, besides Rin?"

"The cultural festival brought in a lot of people," a young man by the name of Akiyama Nobu stated. He smiled optimistically, only to deflate slightly when both Yuudai and Kimura Rin sent him blank stares.

"Did you forget that Roberia Girls Academy always does better then us?" a second female voice stated sadly.

"Aw, Hitomi-chan, don't be sad!" Yuudai cried, tears welling his eyes seeing his fiancée, Ito Hitomi, staring at the floor, her essence reeking with dejection.

"God, he is so in love," Rin muttered to the girl sitting next to her with a snicker, "Right, Aimi-chan?"

However, Hayashi Aimi wasn't paying attention to Rin, she was thinking about what Yuudai had said only moments before Rin had boldly opened her mouth. Her small delicate hands playing with the stray hair at the end of her long braid and chewing on her bottom lip. It seemed like the Choral Club had been having a problem with people showing up to their concerts this year, and with it also being Yuudai's first year as the club's president, the young man felt at fault for the drop in popularity. However, Aimi was sure it was due to the loss of many talented third the last graduation that caused the group to start over from scratch with an abnormally large group of first years. The five in the room were the only upperclassmen that were left from the High School division of the Choral Club (one third year and four second years).

It wasn't like the group was terrible, it was, at first, filled with many first years who didn't know what they were doing. There were a few first year members who transferred to the club straight from the middle school Choral Club, but that number was still quite small. The five upperclassmen remembered the year prior, and the excitement when they nearly surpassed every other elite school in the cultural festival; however, due to several members switching to the new Musical Theatre club, the ranking dropped. The club was trying to hold onto its legacy and it was failing miserably.

Now, thanks to many rehearsals and vocal lessons, the Choral Club was almost to its previous glory. The only problem was getting the rest of the school to notice the change.

Aimi was sure, after someone came up with an idea, everything will be alright in the end.

Rin stared at the blonde, petite girl annoyed for a second before calling, "Hello? Aimi-chan?"

Aimi's blue eyes flashed in confusion, before she turned her gaze toward her ebony haired friend, "Oh, I'm sorry, Rin-chan. I didn't realize that-"

"Whatever," Rin stated, not caring about Aimi's apology.

"Look, Yuudai," Hitomi recovered from her funk and was staring at the club president with a serious expression, "as of right now, none of us have any ideas. Maybe we should wait until tomorrow when the rest of the club is here."

"But we were ranked third in the cultural festival," Nobu stated, "that isn't a terrible rank."

"In drama, Nobu-senpai," Hitomi corrected, "In our division we were ranked seventh."

"Well, we've gotten better with blending," Aimi brought up with a soft smile, "I'm sure once people hear about that we'll have more people come to the concerts."

"Um, Aimi, how in the hell are we going to attract more people if we just state we got better? Are you really this ignorant?" Rin's tone sounded like she was talking to a small child who didn't understand anything. Aimi looked at her feet, ashamed that she even brought that little fact up.

"Rin, there's no need to be-"

"Listen," Rin interrupted Hitomi, standing up to emphasize what she was saying, "we need to do something new or else we won't be noticed. Telling people will attract some people, but we need to do something that will get the school buzzing."

Hitomi rolled her eyes, rising from her seat and made her way toward Aimi, who had become still from Rin snapping at her. The brunette girl sighed. Rin's opinion meant the world to Aimi, considering that the two of them had been close friends since they were in diapers; especially with all the Kimura family had done for the Hayashi's before the two were born. However, there were times that Hitomi felt that maybe Rin was taking advantage of the trust that Aimi had given her because the ebony haired girl could get away with murder when it came to blonde and that trust wouldn't waver for a moment.

""So, oh great and powerful, Rin?"" Yuudai and Nobu said together, ""Do you have a plan?""

The only sound after those words was Hitomi trying to get Aimi to open up again.

Rin pursed her lips, her eyes narrowing slightly in thought, before it hit her, "A team up with another club, perhaps?"

Almost immediately, Nobu began to buzz in excitement, "Wow! Why didn't we think of that before!"

Rin beamed proudly.

Hitomi sighed, patting Aimi on the shoulder, "That kind of limits our options."

"So?" Nobu cried, clearly excited with the idea, "It sounds like fun!" The third year beamed at the second year, his hazel eyes sparkling and his mouth curved up in a wild smile.

"Yuu-kun!" Hitomi cried childishly, clearly freaked out by Nobu's excitement, "Nobu-senpai is scaring me!"

At his woman's fright, Yuudai's fist hit the spazzing third year in the center of his head, "Will you knock it off?"

Nobu rubbed his head his grin still plastered on his face, "Geez, Yuudai, you're such a party pooper."

As soon as Nobu calmed down and Aimi returned to the group as her usual self, Yuudai finally asked the question, "So, what club should we consider teaming up with?"

"The Orchestra club!"

"Uh, no Nobu-senpai, you're going to spend the entire time staring at your girlfriend," Rin stated, "besides, the president of that club has a stick up his ass; he wouldn't even consider a team up."

"The Drama Club?"

"Their Musical Theatre Club is already filled to the brim with talented singers, so the Drama Club can draw people from there," Hitomi stated, "also, many of our old members are now in the Musical Theatre Club. Or did you forget, Nobu-senpai." Nobu slouched in his seat.

That knocked out two of the biggest possibilities. Many of the other clubs were either sport related or it would just be odd if they even allowed the Choral Club to sing for them. It seemed as if there was no hope.

That is until Aimi sat up a bit taller, turning toward Rin.

"Rin-chan," Aimi called quietly, causing all eyes to turn to her, "I know that both you and Yuudai are in the same class as Souh-sama, and that you go to the Host Club on the days we're working with the boys' vocals."

"And?" Rin asked, not sure where the blonde was going with it.

"Well, you've often told me how kind he is," Aimi smiled, "Maybe if you asked him, there is a chance the Host Club will help the Choral Club."

"Aimi-chan," Yuudai said, "that is actually a good idea. But, how are we going to ask him."

"You're kidding me, right?" Hitomi sighed, shaking her head at her boyfriend, "He's in your class, Yuudai, just go up to him and ask him!"

"That would be a little awkward," Yuudai smiled sheepishly, "he's a cool guy to talk to and all, but the guy's pretty much an idiot. He'd probably make a scene during class and that will be a tad embarrassing on my part."

Rin narrowed her eyes, "Don't call Tamaki an idiot! No idiot could be as romantic as he is!"

"Calm down, Rin," Nobu stated, "We know how you feel about Souh-san, but we're trying to plan something here."

"This coming from the guy who was bouncing off the walls when the idea was mentioned," Rin muttered to the hazel eyed boy darkly. Nobu twitched in irritation, before glaring at Rin, unsure of what to do or say.

"Hello! Rin and Nobu-senpai! We're trying to come up with ideas, remember?"

""Shut up, Hitomi!""

As Hitomi, Rin, and Nobu had a three way staring contest, Yuudai turned to Aimi, "Aimi-chan, do you think you can get Rin to go to the Host Club and talk to Souh-san?"

Aimi blinked, before cracking a small smile, "I can try."

"Huh?" Rin had apparently heard what Yuudai was saying. In a split second she was in the club president's face, "You actually want me to go to the Host Club?" Her green eyes became distant as she imagined herself being wooed by Tamaki.

"Well, maybe not by yourself," Yuudai sighed, realizing it was a big mistake to mention her of all people going to the Host Club. He glanced at Aimi, before grabbing the quieter girl by the arm, "Aimi-chan is going with you!"

"Uh, Yuudai-" Hitomi began, only to be cut off by Rin, who had suddenly started grinning in triumph.

"Thank-you, Yuudai! You're the best!"

And before the others in the room could blink, Rin had already dragged Aimi out the door.

"You're actually here," Kyoya stated, staring at Rin, not at all surprised by her appearance, but the blonde girl standing nervously behind her surprised him. The ebony haired girl beamed at the Ohtori third son, and he glanced into his black notebook, "I'm happy to say that you've lucked out, today, Rin-hime, two customers have canceled their designations with the Prince."

"Wonderful!" Rin cried, "We'll take it."

PLEASE REVIEW!

I can't believe I forgot to mention this: Constructive Criticism is fully welcomed!

I actually stared this chapter about three different times, but this was the version I was happiest with (though, I'm not sure on how I feel about the introduction of the five upperclassmen in the Choral Club). The chapters will probably get better the more I focus on the Host Club and my two OCs Aimi and Rin. Due to this being my first Ouran High School Host Club fanfic, I'm probably going to get a lot of the canon characters OOC.

More to come next chapter!

Special thanks to kakashinightroad for being the first to review! ^_^