A/N: So, this is my newest fanfic. I've never written a BakuraX OC fanfic before, so for those of you who do write them, feel free to point out any mistakes I make! I just ask that you don't be rude or nasty when doing so. This fanfic is dedicated to my readers. Hope you guys enjoy it! And be sure to review! Very quickly, the Bakura in this fanfic is more like Yami Bakura/ Thief King Bakura in terms of appearance as he is older and more masculine. His personality is a mixture of both Yami and regular Bakura. Marik's personality is also a mixture of Yami and regular Marik but he looks like his regular self minus the golden earrings and necklace.

"Oh no! My first day and I'm gonna be late!" Kiyoko Airi groaned as she began running towards the entrance of Domino City University. She had just moved to Domino City and still had trouble navigating the city.

"Building A," she mumbled, looking down at the paper in her hand and then scanning her surroundings. No building A! She quickly shoved her shoulder length brown hair out of her eyes and continued looking.

"No! 5 minutes left!" She turned and her eyes fell on building A. Just as she made a run for the doors, she felt herself collide with someone. Books and papers flew everywhere.

"Ugh, don't you know how to walk?!" she yelled as she quickly bent and grabbed her books. She turned and quickly shot the person a glare. The moment she set eyes on him, she knew she couldn't forget his face. White hair and brown eyes.

"I'm sorry," he apologized before offering her a smile. Just as she was about to respond, she heard the bell tolling.

"No! I'm late!" she yelled as she took off, running towards the doors and leaving the stranger to finish collecting his papers. Bakura looked at the brown-haired girl with a puzzled look before shrugging to himself and heading towards the doors as well.

"Room 225," Kiyoko paused outside the door. She was already 3 minutes late and feared what her professor would do.

Knowing her luck, he would be some old, grumpy guy with white hair who would scold her until her ears bled. Sighing, she hung her head and entered the classroom.

"Please forgive my tardiness! I promise it will not happen again!" she quickly apologized, her head bowed. She remained like that for a few moments before she realized that there was no response. Looking up, she saw everyone staring at her and felt her face flush. Her eyes quickly flew to the front of the classroom, looking for the professor.

However, she saw none. Sighing and thanking her lucky stars, she quickly ran to a seat in the middle of the room, keeping her eyes down and avoiding eye contact with her fellow students.

"Leave it to me," she mumbled as she pulled out a book. She bent and began to rifle through her bag, looking for a pen.

"Good morning, Professor Bakura," she heard all of the female students sigh as the door opened.

"Good morning class. Sorry I'm late. A hyper student ran into me and caused me to spill all of my papers," she heard a voice say as the door closed.

"Finally," she mumbled as she found a pen.

"Oh no Professor! Are you okay?" the female students all gasped, causing her drop her pen.

"Damn it! Not my day!" Kiyoko mumbled to herself as the pen rolled away.

"Pardon me. Sorry," she apologized to some students as she crawled after the pen. It really wasn't a good day for her so far.

"Ah yes, I'm fine. Hmmm, before we start the lesson, I just want to remind you all that your papers are due in two weeks. I posted the guideline on the course website," Bakura continued, looking down at the paper in his hand. He moved down the aisle and smiled at his class.

"Thanks," Kiyoko angrily glared at the student who had just kicked her pen before crawling after the pen, which had now rolled into the aisle.

"And now, as I was saying on Fri-" Bakura began before he paused and stared at the student at his feet, a confused look on his face.

"Got it!" Kiyoko grabbed the pen before she noticed that there was a pair of black dress shoes right in front of her. Slowly, she looked up and saw the white haired guy from earlier staring down at her. He was wearing a pair of black trousers, a white dress shirt with the top two buttons unbuttoned, and a pair of sexy rimless glasses which complimented his brown eyes.

"You! What are you doing here?!" Kiyoko gasped as she fell back and landed on her butt, her eyes wide in surprise.

"I see we meet again," he whispered to her before smiling cheerfully and adding, "I'm Professor Bakura. Is there a problem?"

Kiyoko felt her face and ears grow hot before she quickly shook her head.

"No, I'm fine," she managed to squeak.

"Are you sure? You seem very pink and flustered," Bakura noted as he looked down at her, his chocolate brown eyes full of concern. Her own light brown eyes met his before she felt her face becoming even more pink.

"No, I'm fine!" she squeaked once again before her face froze.

"Oh dear lord, not now," she prayed, closing her eyes and turning away. However, it was too late.

"Really? Because you seem kind of-" she heard him begin to say before he let out a yell.

"Oh my god! Your nose! It's bleeding!" he exclaimed as he grabbed her and slightly tilted her head back. Reaching into his pocket, he quickly pulled out a handkerchief and pressed it to her nose.

"Miss Tsubaki, can you please escort Miss," he paused and looked at Kiyoko, who mumbled, "Kiyoko Airi."

Nodding, Bakura continued, "can you please escort Miss Airi to the health center?"

Within seconds, a beautiful, curly haired brunette was helping Kiyoko stand and escorting her towards the door.

"Okay class, back to the lesson." Kiyoko heard him say before the door closed.

"Oh, what a great first day," she moaned as she pressed the handkerchief to her bleeding nose.

"Okay, Miss Airi, you're free to return to class," the nurse smiled at Kiyoko before she turned towards the next student waiting outside her door.

"Now how did you manage to do that?" Kiyoko heard the nurse ask the student as she left the office.

"Oh, what a horrible first day," she sighed as she made her way back towards her psychology lecture. Just as she reached the classroom, the door burst open, signaling the end of the lecture. She quickly pressed against the wall as the students flew out of the class. Well, the male students at least. All of the female students were still in the room.

She felt her mouth drop as she watched the female students surround Professor Bakura like vultures around a carcass.

"Professor, I don't understand this."

"Professor, I need help."

"Professor, can you give me after school lessons?"

"Can you give me private lessons?"

"Professor, do you have a girlfriend?" Kiyoko watched in amazement as the female students clung to Bakura, smiling and batting their eyelashes.

"Read chapter 15. Do the homework. I'm busy after school. I don't give private lessons. No, I don't have a girlfriend." She heard him respond, covering her ears when squeals erupted from the girls after the last answer. Her eyes quickly flew to Bakura, who had a pleasant smile on his face and seemed oblivious to the naughty vibes and sexual tension that his female students emitted.

Suddenly, he turned and saw her staring through the doorway. "Ah, Miss Airi, how do you feel?" he asked, smiling at her.

Kiyoko gasped and quickly turned to run away, forgetting about the wall as she tried to escape.

"Owwww," she whined as she bumped her head against the wall.

"Miss Airi, are you okay?" She suddenly felt Professor Bakura beside her and quickly nodded.

"I'm fine. I'm fine," she mumbled, aware of his elbow touching her own.

"Great! Can you come into my class for a moment?" He didn't wait for her to answer and headed towards his class. She slowly followed behind and was aware of all eyes on her as she entered the classroom. Animosity seemed to radiate from the female students as they looked at her, most likely wishing that looks could kill.

"Can you wonderful ladies please excuse me and Miss Airi for a moment?" Bakura asked, removing his glasses, unaware of the tension in the room.

"I'm sure you all have class and I would hate for you to be late," he flashed them a smile, causing some of them to sigh in happiness.

"Of course. Bye Professor! Have a wonderful day!" the female students all smiled and left the room, each one shooting Kiyoko a glare as she did so.

"Finally, we're alone," Bakura smiled as he closed the door and turned towards her. Kiyoko felt her body tense and her eyes grow wide.

"W-wh-what? Wh-what are you going to do?" she managed to ask, watching as Professor Bakura's cheerful smile turned into a confused look.

"I'm going to give you the notes from the class you missed today, Miss Airi." He held up some paper and handed them to her, the confused look still on his face.

"Oh. Thank you, Professor." She accepted the papers and quickly bowed her head before moving towards the door.

"Are you feeling okay, Miss Airi?" Bakura asked as he moved towards her, concern replacing the confusion from before.

"I'll know better tomorrow," she replied as she stared at him, a somewhat dazed look in her eyes.

"What?" Confusion dawned on his face once again.

"Nothing, Professor. I-I think I just need some rest. It's been a long day." He nodded and gave her a sympathetic smile. She had had a very rough first day, in his opinion.

"I understand. Take care," he smiled at her as she nodded and left the classroom.

"That was close," she mumbled as she left the classroom. Suddenly, she gasped and turned back towards the class.

"Professor!" she yelled just as the door opened and Bakura stepped out, calling her name.

"Oh, you first Miss Airi," he said as he moved back into the classroom, Kiyoko following closely behind.

"Well, Professor, the thing is," Kiyoko began but stopped as Bakura leaned his left hip into the board in a lazy position. Her eyes grew slightly wide and she felt her mind go blank as she looked at him.

"Miss Airi?" His tone brought her back to reality and she quickly bowed her head.

"Please forgive me for this morning!" she quickly blurted out before waiting for his answer. Not hearing anything, she raised her head and was met by a slightly taken aback Bakura.

"It's quite alright," he suddenly replied, his trademark cheerful smile on his face. She breathed a sigh of relief and turned to leave before she stopped.

"By the way, Professor, what did you need to tell me?" she asked, turning to look at him. His face changed and he suddenly looked dazed as well.

"Ummm, I don't really, hmmm," he scratched his chin, trying to remember what he had to tell her. "Ah, yes. There is a test next Tuesday. Because you missed the lessons from last week, you need to read chapter 15. Please be sure to study."

"Of course, Professor!" Kiyoko replied before she bowed again and turned to leave.

"Have a good day, Professor," she smiled before she left.

"So, how was your first day?" Kiyoko turned as the student next to her spoke. The girl stared back at her, her green eyes full of excitement and mischief. She had a pleasant smile on her lips.

"By the way, I'm Tora. Tora Tsubaki. You know, the one who took you to the health center," the girl introduced herself.

"Oh right. Nice to meet you," Kiyoko paused and looked at the girl for the first time. She had green eyes and shoulder length curly brown hair with streaks of red and gold in them. When she smiled, Kiyoko couldn't help but notice how her eyes sparkled and how much more beautiful it made her look.

"It was fine, I guess," she mumbled before shrugging. What else could she say? That she had humiliated herself? That she'd screamed at their professor?

"I see you made sure you got to class extra early today," Tora remarked, smiling at her once again, this time with a definite hint of teasing and mischief. Kiyoko looked at the girl and couldn't help but smile back. Tora gave off a friendly and easygoing aura.

"You have really nice hair," Tora suddenly remarked, taking Kiyoko by surprise.

"Um, thank you," she replied, unconsciously touching her hair. Tora took one look at Kiyoko's face before laughing.

"Sorry. My cousin loves fashion and always has me hanging out at salons and stuff. Sometimes, it slips out," Tora explained.

"I see. So, what are you planning on majoring in?" Kiyoko looked over at Tora, who shrugged a bit.

"Well, I want to do something in the legal field but I'm not too sure. What about you?"

"I want to do medicine but," Kiyoko paused and was about to say more when the door suddenly opened and Professor Bakura strolled in.

"Good morning class! How are you all on this fine day?" he asked as he set his papers down and looked expectantly at his class. Today, he was wearing a pair of black trousers and a light blue dress shirt with the top two buttons unbuttoned. His eyes seemed to sparkle behind his glasses.

Immediately, female voices filled the room until they all fused into one annoying buzzing noise.

"Are they always like this?" Kiyoko whispered, looking over at Tora, who chuckled and nodded.

"More or less. They're animals when the weather gets warmer and he dresses more casually. Of course, the darling Professor Bakura remains as oblivious and clueless as ever. Or so he wants us to think," Tora winked at Kiyoko before laughing at the horror struck expression that suddenly appeared on Kiyoko's face.

"I'm kidding. He's actually a sweetheart. Clueless, but a sweetheart. I sometimes feel sorry for him. What with all the female attention he gets," Tora gestured towards the dazed female students who were eyeing him like he was a fine piece of meat.

"What about you? It seems like you don't care about him. At least, not like them," Kiyoko gestured towards the students and watched as Tora chuckled and shook her head.

"No, Professor Bakura is sweet but he's not my type. Besides, I kind of already have someone. Or so he thinks," Tora mumbled the last part before opening her book and turning to the front of the class as Bakura attempted to calm the class down.

"Okay class, let's continue yesterday's discussion. Who can tell me what an obsession is?" Bakura asked as he moved to stand at the podium. Kiyoko looked around and, seeing no hands raised, raised her own.

"Miss Airi?" Bakura called on her, sounding almost surprised. Well, she had missed the entire lesson two days before due to her nosebleed.

"Well, Professor, I'm not too sure but an obsession is basically a fixation. It's categorized by a persistent idea or impulse that always manages to force its way into one's consciousness and dominates it. It's usually associated with mental disorders and/or anxiety," she replied, watching as his face changed into a wide smile and he clapped happily.

"Yes! Perfect! Wonderful answer, Miss Airi! Now, can anyone give me an example of how an obsessed person would behave?" he asked, looking around the class. Not seeing any hands, Kiyoko raised her own once again. Bakura nodded at her to give her answer.

"Well, individuals who suffer from OCD. One example would be a person who constantly washes his or her hands. It is an obsession that the person has and-" Kiyoko stopped abruptly as the door of the classroom suddenly burst open and a tanned guy strolled in.

Immediately, all eyes flew to him and she saw the women gasp as they took in his body. He was tall, about 6'1, with an athletic built which was further exemplified by the sleeveless purple shirt he wore. The black pants and black shoes along with the black sleeveless jacket gave him a rugged bad boy look but the gold armbands he wore around his biceps shouted wealth. With his shoulder length white blonde hair, purple eyes, and amazing physique, he seemed like a model straight from television.

His eyes scanned the room before they stopped and a smile appeared on his face, making him look even more handsome.

"Tora! My darling! There you are!" he exclaimed and was about to make his way towards her when Bakura stepped in front of him.

"Excuse me, but can I help you?" Bakura asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm here for Tora, old man," he smiled before he pushed past Bakura and continued to head towards Tora.

"O-old man?" Bakura sputtered before he turned and grabbed the man's shirt.

"I understand, but Miss Tsubaki is in class. What do you need her for that is so important that you felt the need to barge into my classroom and disrupt my lesson?!" Bakura demanded, his tone becoming irritated.

"Yes, what can you possibly need, Marik?" Tora asked, standing up and staring at the man. He looked at her and smiled, unaware of the female students ogling him and the irritated teacher standing beside him.

"We're going on a vacation! To Hawaii!" he exclaimed, pure joy on his face.

"Wh-wh-what?" Tora sputtered, looking at him as if he suddenly sprouted ten heads.

"Yes! It's our 13 month anniversary, so I decided what the hell, let's go to Hawaii to celebrate!" he moved towards her but stopped as Bakura stepped in front of him once again.

"How wonderful for you, Mr. Ishtar, but Miss Tsubaki happens to be in my class right now. So, whatever plans you have for the two of you needs to wait until after my class. Understood?" Bakura asked, standing face to face with Marik, his eyes full of irritation and what looked like anger.

"Oh, what's she learning that's so important?!" Marik scoffed as he looked at the board. "Obsession? When is she or anyone else here ever going to need to know that?"

"Gee, I don't know," Bakura scoffed before turning away and heading towards the phone. Marik headed towards Tora, not noticing Bakura making a call.

"Tora, are you ready, darling?" Marik asked as he sat on her desk. He saw the girl beside Tora staring at him and ignored her completely.

"Ready? Are you going somewhere?" Tora asked, her face expressionless as she looked at Marik, who looked confused.

"Yes, we're going to Hawaii," he smiled down at her.

"Really? When was that decided?" Tora asked, quirking an eyebrow.

"5 minutes ago," Marik replied as if it were common knowledge.

"Well, change of plans sweetheart. I'm going to stay right here in class but you're definitely going somewhere. Pack lots of sunscreen. I heard Hell is really hot this time of year!" Tora growled at him before pushing him off the desk and turning her attention back towards the lesson.

"But, Tora-" Marik began when the doors suddenly flew open and two security guards walked in.

"He's right over there," Bakura pointed at Marik, who was at Tora's feet, and smiled as the two men dragged him out of the classroom.

"This isn't over, old man! I'll be back!" Marik yelled as he was dragged from the class. Bakura locked the door and sighed before turning back towards his class.

"And that, class, was a perfect example of obsession," he said before walking towards the board.

"Now, to continue, does anyone know anything about OCD?" Bakura asked as he returned his attention to his class. However, everyone was staring at Tora, who was looking down at her book.

"Okay guys, I know you're all excited about what just happened and curious, but can you save any questions you have for Tora until after my class?" Just as he said it, there was a loud crash.

"What the-" Bakura yelled as a few screams sounded from some students as part of the window shattered. Five men dressed in all black swung through the window on wires, secret agent style, before landing and running towards Tora.

"We've got her, young master," one of the men said into an earpiece before the men proceeded to lift the desk and Tora.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Tora yelled as the men carried her, desk and all, towards the window. As they did so, there was a loud roaring noise and a helicopter suddenly appeared next to the window.

"You've gotta be kidding me!" Bakura groaned as Marik leaned out the helicopter and grabbed Tora.

"I win, old man!" Marik smirked at Bakura as he pulled Tora through the destroyed windows and into his helicopter.

"Get off of me! I have class!" Bakura heard Tora yelled before Marik put a lei around her neck and planted a kiss on her lip.

"We're off to Hawaii, darling. Let's have some fun! I'll bring you back a souvenir, old man!" Marik's words could barely be heard over the roaring of the helicopter but still brought a scowl to Bakura's face. He watched as the helicopter flew away, growling under his breath.

"Um, Professor?" Bakura turned to his surprised students and let out an annoyed breath.

"Class dismissed!" he huffed, slamming his textbook shut and causing his papers to go flying.

Kiyoko watched as the students poured out the classroom and stood. However, instead of leaving, she walked towards Bakura, who was mumbling something to himself and angrily stacking his papers.

"Professor, are you okay?" she asked, watching as he grabbed his notes and shoved them into his briefcase. She stood for a moment and watched him pack. Suddenly, he stopped and looked up at her, his chocolate brown eyes blazing with anger and frustration. His normally neat shoulder length white hair also looked disheveled.

"I'm sorry Miss Airi. Did you say something?" He closed the briefcase before straightening and looking down at her.

As he did so, Kiyoko realized that he was really tall, standing about 6 inches taller than her. Looking at him, she estimated that he was about 6'1 or 6'2, giving him a slightly intimidating air. She looked up at him and suddenly forgot what she was going to say.

"Well?" he raised an eyebrow, silently chuckling to himself as he saw her flush and move backwards.

"Um, nothing, Professor. Ju-just wondering if you're okay. I mean, you seemed upset." She saw his jaw quickly clench before it relaxed, signaling that he was still upset.

"No-not that I blame you. You have every right to be upset," she quickly added, gesturing to the half of the classroom by the window, which was now, more or less, destroyed. He followed her hand and narrowed his eyes for a moment before sighing and rubbing his throbbing forehead.

"I was, well still am, upset. But, it's fine. Mr. Ishtar will pay for all the damages. Now, if you'll excuse me, Miss Airi, I have to explain to my supervisor why half of my classroom looks as though a war took place there." He gave her a quick smile before he grabbed his briefcase and left her in the destroyed classroom.

So, reviews are really appreciated! As I said, it's my first time writing for Bakura, so feedback is appreciated! Until next time!
-DramaQueen95