A/N:

Hi! It's my first fanfic in general and it's about my OTP TamaHika, (if you haven't read the title…) and there is a side pairing which is MoriHaru. I hope you'll enjoy it. I'll make it a one-shot or maybe a two-shot I'm not sure… I don't own OHSHC it all belongs to Bisco Hatori.

Another thing, I apologize if the characters seem OOC, I say it because they might be OOC…

Last thing, since I'm French I'll translate the french words, I'm sorry if my English is not good.

Again, I hope you enjoy! :)

In Ouran Academy, students were leaving the first year A classroom.

Among those first year students could be seen two redheads with a smaller brunette giggling together, well at least the redheads were laughing while the brunette was frowning at them, keeping on telling them to shut it. That happy, or so, trio was composed of Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin, the two identical red-headed twins, and Haruhi Fujioka, the small cross-dressing girl. They were heading to the Third Music Room so they could see the rest of their friends, the Ouran High School Host Club.

This day could be not very different from the other days for the older of the twins if he hadn't a French essay to do for tomorrow. He was very, very, bad when it came to French, or English, or any other foreign language. So, of course, even though the essay was assigned the week before, Hikaru just had to wait for the day before the D-day to even begin thinking about it.

He was nervous. Because, not only did he suck at French, but what was even more frightening was the fact that he couldn't count on his own twin, Kaoru, for help.

"I trust you on doing it alone this time." That was what Kaoru told him.

His hosting hours had been just fine even though he kept on reminding himself about this stupid essay.

Eventually, the Host Club's hours had come to an end. He decided that, maybe, it would be more efficient for him to do it all alone in the music room, so he could focus on his essay and only his essay, not on this newly bought video-game he oh-so wanted to try.

"What do you mean 'you haven't done it'?" Kaoru asked him, feeling exasperated by his brother's laziness as the said boy just told him about him writing his essay in the music room. "It's due tomorrow! What were you doing?" he added, frowning.

Hikaru took a deep breath, trying not to shout at his brother, being slightly angry.

"Well, we're not tomorrow I still have time! Don't worry I'll get the limo when I'm done!" he replied to Kaoru.

The younger twin just sighed before saying "Okay, Good luck."

Then Kaoru left with Haruhi and the other members. Hikaru sat on a chair, putting his school things on the table and started working. He couldn't help but wince because he really didn't know how to begin a letter in French, even though they had done a few in class but, of course, he hadn't listened to the lessons. He still tried to come up with something for like 3 minutes until he heard the sound of the door opening. He hissed a bit in surprise but saw it was only Tamaki. The said-boy looked at him, surely surprised to see him here, even though the Host Club was over.

"I'm sorry Hikaru. I just realized I forgot my favorite teddy-bear pencil in here…" Tamaki said, looking over the many tables which were in the music room.

"Ah, yes your pencil. I'm using it." Hikaru replied, holding the teddy-bear pencil up in his hand. He had found it on the table, so, being lazy, he decided to use it, instead of searching for one of his in his own pencil case. Tamaki hurried over him and took the pencil out of his hand.

"You shouldn't use it without my permission!" Tamaki shouted, dramatically like always.

"Yeah, yeah, like I care." Hikaru replied, rolling his eyes. Tamaki whimpered loudly and, as anyone could have guessed, he went immediately to his emo corner. Hikaru rolled his eyes once again and searched for a pen so he could finally begin writing.

He could still hear Tamaki's annoying whimpers though.

"O-only Haruhi and I can use my teddy-bear pencil!" Tamaki said out loud between sniffles.

Of course Haruhi could use it, even though she said herself she didn't want to. Hikaru felt some pain in his chest. Since the two boys were fighting for the small brunette, he couldn't help but feel angry whenever his friend mentioned her. But Haruhi really didn't seem to be interested in anybody at all. Although, recently, she was getting kind of close to Mori-senpai and Hani-senpai. Especially Mori-senpai, surely because of his silent attitude. But that wasn't the point today, he absolutely needed to finish this essay.

Suddenly, something clicked in his head.

"Hey Milord, you're half French, right?" Hikaru asked, ignoring the blonde's last statement. Tamaki looked up at him, with tears still on his cheeks but he didn't look like he was crying anymore.

"Yes, you know it, Hikaru. Why?" he asked frowning.

"Could you help me with something then?" Hikaru asked again. Tamaki headed to the table where Hikaru was supposed to be writing. He looked over the ginger's papers.

"Oh… You have a French essay for tomorrow…" Tamaki mumbled, analyzing the papers. Hikaru nodded.

"Can you help me? I suck at French… And I really don't know how to start this stupid letter." He asked, frowning. He wished he could do things on his own without asking others for help. Tamaki took a sit next to him and suddenly, sparkles seemed to appear all around him.

"Ne t'en fais pas, mon ami! Je vais t'aider!" Tamaki said dramatically again. Hikaru made a face, couldn't this guy calm down a bit?

"Okay I didn't understand what you said, please stop. You're supposed to help me, not to disturb me even more!" he huffed, getting kind of nervous because the time didn't stop. The longer he talked with this idiot, the less time he had to play this new video-game when he would be done with this damned letter.

"I said 'Don't worry, my friend! I'll help you!' so you don't need to be afraid because Daddy is here to help you!" Tamaki replied, stars noticeable in his eyes. Hikaru looked away from him, blushing and mumbling about how he wasn't afraid of anything.

Eventually, Tamaki decided to become serious and help Hikaru. The ginger started his letter by writing his name and his country. Then he turned to Tamaki.

"I have to imagine an exchange student… I need a french name…" he said, not having any idea how to name his imaginary exchange student. Tamaki thought about it.

"Oh! I know! Name him Jean-Pierre Léo!" he exclaimed, excited. Hikaru tilted his head.

"Eh? Why?" He asked, confused.

"Jean-Pierre Léo is my childhood friend, he was so nice!" The blonde replied, remembering his friend. He was looking at nothing and had a day dreaming look on his face.

Suddenly, he heard Hikaru snicker.

"Hehe, french people have really weird names!" The ginger said, laughing. Tamaki pouted for a second then smiled. Hikaru had never really laughed in front of him, except when the little devil had just pulled a prank on him. But this laugh was…

Adorable.

'What did I just think? Hikaru isn't cute!' Tamaki yelled in his head. He decided to shake it off and returned to Hikaru.

"Okay, Hikaru, now, we shall begin with 'Cher Jean-Pierre Léo…'" Tamaki begin but Hikaru quickly cut him off.

"Which means?" he asked.

"It means 'Dear Jean-Pierre Léo…'" Tamaki replied, sighing lowly. The blonde knew his younger friend was really bad at French. He just wasn't aware of how horrible Hikaru was at foreign languages. The red-head nodded, writing it down on his paper.

"Right! Now you have to present yourself!" Tamaki said, smiling.

They continued like that until Hikaru was reaching the end of the letter. It was very annoying to be working, but, Hikaru liked that he got to talk more seriously with the Host Club's president. Not that he would admit it to anyone. Not even himself. But it was nice. Tamaki felt the same way, he was really glad to see a more serious side of his younger friend. He was also very happy that he was able to help his friend.

"Okay… Now, what do I write to end it?" Hikaru asked kind of tired. They had been working for an hour and a half now and this amount of French wore him out.

"Hm… You can end it with 'Je t'embrasse' it means 'I kiss you' literally, it can be the equivalent of 'lots of kisses'…" Tamaki replied. Hikaru blushed a bit as he wrote those 3 words down. He didn't know why but he couldn't keep himself from blushing. 'Ugh… I feel like a school girl blushing like that! Get a hold of yourself Hikaru, it's just a sentence!" he told himself and his blushing faded away as he finished with writing 'Hitachiin Hikaru' at the end.

Both of them sighed loudly in relief.

"Finally! I couldn't take it anymore!" Hikaru exclaimed, happy he was done. Then, he turned to Tamaki and added " Thank you, Milord, if you weren't here I would still be thinking of how to start!" Hikaru grinned at the blonde, blushing, he wasn't the one to thank people so easily. Tamaki smiled at him in return.

"I'm glad you are done! But…" Tamaki replied not finishing his sentence. The ginger tilted his head.

"You didn't thank me the right way~" he finished. Hikaru turned as red as his hair as he thought of a very inappropriate way to 'thank' his friend. Tamaki blinked as he noticed Hikaru was red and uneasy.

"I just want you to say 'Thank you' in French, that's all!" Tamaki said, unaware of what Hikaru was thinking. The said-boy sighed in relief and looked at his friend and smirked.

"Merci, Milord." Tamaki smiled.

"De rien, Hikaru." The ginger grinned, because he now knew it just meant 'You're welcome, Hikaru.'

Suddenly, he looked at his watch and gasped.

"Oh damn, we should go back home! Kaoru is surely worried about me!" Hikaru exclaimed as Tamaki gasped as well.

Hikaru put his things back in his schoolbag and they both headed somewhere outside where they could wait for their drivers to come. As their drivers arrived, Hikaru was about to get into his limo, when a hand grabbed softly his arm. He looked up to see Tamaki.

"Hikaru, just before we go back home, I wanted to tell you, if you need someone for your French homework, I'll always be here. Au revoir, Hikaru." Tamaki winked at Hikaru, making the red-head blush slightly. But he still grinned back at him.

"Au revoir, Milord. Merci." He said goodbye to Tamaki as well before his driver decide to finally take him in the limo to drive him home.

At home, to his relief, Kaoru didn't yell at him for being really late but hugged him because he was happy his brother had done an essay without his help. Little did Kaoru know, the more devilish of the two did get help, just not from his twin.

He finally got to try his new video-game but, strangely, he couldn't really focus on it. The game was great but…

All he was thinking about was Tamaki's wink destined for him.

And he didn't know why.

A/N: There, the first chapter is here, I think I'll actually do a second chapter (Because I really wanted to get them to kiss XD). I hope you liked this first chapter and that the plot is not overused or anything, but I really wanted to write a TamaHika it is my favorite couple and they're so rare it's a shame but I can understand why people don't get it XD Also I made sure that every French words were translated without having to put a note in the middle of the chapter, I think it ruins it a bit like that. If there are words you don't understand you can just ask me :)

One last thing, Jean-Pierre Léo is a real character, but he only appears in the Ouran game on DS and Playstation.

Thank you for reading! :)