My Mai
Summery: Bakura writes a poem about Mai.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh
BE Dragon: I'm late! I did this for a contest!
"Bakura, Ryou." the teacher called as one student sat down from being utterly embarrassed by standing in front of the class. "Bakura, it is your turn to read your poem."
Bakura grunted and stood up in front of the class. His purple eyes landed on, who other than, Mai Valentine.
"Ahem... well first off. ANY ONE OF YOU LAUGH AND YOU WON'T LIVE TO SEE TOMORROW!" he snarled loudly. "My poem is called... My Mai.
My Mai,
Such a wonderful time,
We spent together.
But now I must ask,
Will it really last?
Will it live forever?
Or die like in the past?
My Mai.
Please don't say good bye.
The end." Bakura concluded and sat down in his seat as Mai Valentine, a blonde haired student blushed bright red.
—After class—
Bakura walked out of the school before hearing his name being called.
"Bakura! Bakura! Wait up!"
He stopped knowing who the voice belonged to.
"Hello Mai. What do you want?"
Said Mai blushed. "Well... about your poem in class..."
"Yeah. What about it?"
"Well. I thought it was real sweet hon. Maybe we can go out sometime, again?" she winked and smirked at the ex-tomb robber.
Bakura smirked back. "How about right now?"
The End
BE Dragon: Sorry it was so short. But I am really late right now. Please R&R!