"Say what?" both twins asked in curiousity, brown tea tickling from the slanted teacups.
"I said, I am French. My real name is Jean Pierre Leo." Mitsuru informed them with a smile.
"Leo-chan…" Tamaki said from his corner, sucking his thumb.
"Yes, Tamaki-chan?"
"That was supposed to be a secret…" he wimpered, like an abandoned puppy.
"Aw mon cher ami ... Je suis désolé ... Que puis-je faire pour faire de vous?" Jean chuckled.
Tamaki stood up suddenly, still having his bottom lip stuck out in disapproval.
"Jean Nevermind ... tout le monde sait maintenant..." Tamaki told him, and looked to us all.
"Everyone, this is my childhood friend, Jean Pierre Leo. He was born in Japan, and moved to France, learning it's national language there. He has recently moved back to Japan, and enrolled into Ouran, as you can tell." Tamaki smiled.
"Why'd you have to keep it a secret from us?" Haruhi asked.
"It's in the school records, and if everyone knew that Jean was also French, Tamaki's popularity would be dropping quickly if any of the ladies knew." Kyouya said, shutting his notebook.
"You knew about this?" the twins narrowed their eyes at him.
"Of course. Being the vice-president and main secretary supplies me with all sorts of information." He cooly smiled, adjusting his glasses.
"So you're like Tama-chan? That's so cool!" Honey-senpai bounced in front of him. Takashi nodded to his little companion.
"So sorry everyone." Mitsuru apologized, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.
"What do you want us to call you now?" Honey-senpai asked, stuffing a large chunk of cake in his mouth.
"Anything is fine. I don't really care what you call me." Mitsuru smiled.
"Oh, so that gives us permission to call you a dirty, scandalous, and totally stupid basta-!" Hikaru said under his breath, but it started to rise in volume until his brother silenced him with his hand.
No one else seemed to notice.
"Kyouya, where are our guests?" Tamaki asked, suddenly noticing that no other girls besides myself were in the room.
"No one reserved an appointment this afternoon." Kyouya simply told him, scribbling in his notebook.
"That's odd." I said.
" You would think with two of us good-looking Frenchies, we would attract all sorts of guests.." Mitsuru aloofly said, broadening his posture, eyeing me.
My shoulders dropped in a silent message of Oh please…
"Two Frenchies? I thought we only needed one." Haruhi rolled her eyes.
"Well, its nice to see we have another foreign guy in the room." Hikaru scoffed to him, not showing any regards of kindness.
Kaoru smiled at him, a bit more nicer than his brother, even though he shared the same hatred.
" Maybe you and Tamaki could teach us your language?" he asked.
"Of course we could." Tamaki replied with a bright smile.
"Why not? Après tout, ces beaux hommes devrait être capable de séduire une femme avec le pouvoir des mots ..." Jean said, suddenly grabbing me by the waist and dipping me.
Kaoru suddenly seemed alarmed at this movement, with a small inaudible gasp.
"Stop talking in French and tell us what the hell you said!" Hikaru snapped suddenly.
"I said, that such handsome men should be able to seduce a woman with the power of words." He smirked, leaning in close to my face.
"Interesting…" I replied, trying to appear uninterested. If I fell for Jean, how would I ever get the Hitachiin twins to like me?
Kaoru's expression softened, Hikaru suddenly clenching his teeth and turning away.
"Hey, Leo-chan, can I talk to you for a moment?" Tamaki said with a bit of concern.
Both walked to a private space to talk, their whispering gibberish to my ears.
The clock tower chimed, signaling the end of school as the small hand pointed to the 3. Tamaki patted me on the head, Jean following him, as they disappeared out of the room. Kyouya followed them shortly after, as Haruhi cleaned up the tea that was poured earlier from the cups.
Honey and Mori also left, carrying a few boxes of cake on their way.
"See you tomorrow Koko-chan, Hika-chan, Kao-chan!" he giggled.
That left Hikaru and Kaoru.
I turned back to them, Hikaru already practicing on the piano, Kaoru walking over to me.
"Are we still going to have a lesson?" he asked, sliding a finger under my chin teasingly with a smile.
"Of course!" I blushed, as he did this.
Kaoru sat walked back to the piano, and sat next to Hikaru.
I walked over to the table for a small cup of tea, and as my blue eyes turned back to them, they were whispering intently, smirks crossing their face. After I finished my tea, I placed the cup back down, and walked back over to them, curiously wondering what they were chatting about previously.
I sat in between them.
"How about we do a B flat major scale, arpeggio, and then a chord afterwards. I'll join in after the scale." I instructed calmly.
I watched them play at the same time, after weeks of practice, as I nodded. They finished, as I played the chord in the middle. They kept their hands on the piano.
"I hate him." Hikaru stared, looking down at the black and white keys.
"Yeah, I do too." Kaoru said.
"He's kinda stealing our role." Hikaru looked to his twin.
"You're right." Kaoru said, looking to him.
"Why won't he leave our little Kokoro alone?" They asked each other.
"Good question…" I sighed, and played the beginning of a song we were working on to change the subject, which I did every time they tried to bring Mitsuru up. Which seemed to happen… almost every lesson.
A good hour passed, when I decided to stop.
"Well, I suppose I'll see you tomorrow." I smiled.
"Sure thing." Kaoru smiled back to me, Hikaru seeming to be in a lightened mood.
As I began to leave, they resumed the intense whispering they were exchanging beforehand. What on Earth could be so incredibly important?
"What are you two talking about?" I asked, curiously turning around.
The buzzing came to a halt.
"Nothing you need to know about." They winked.