A/N: First off, thank you for the reviews! Secondly, I just want to point out that it's my first time writing humor...For those of you who read my work, you guys know I'm more of a drama person. That being said, I would really appreciate any feedback you guys have about the humorous situations in the story as well as any suggestions you have about how to either improve a humorous situation or a humorous situation you would like to see. All I ask is that if you do have criticism, you're not nasty or rude about it. I assure you that I read each and every review I get and try to implement your suggestions and feedback to make the story more enjoyable. So, without further ado, here's the next chapter! Enjoy!
PS: I know college is nothing like this, but let's just pretend because it makes the story flow easier. Thanks!
Bakura let out a sigh as he left the meeting with the Assistant Dean. To say Dr. Tomoya was upset would be an understatement. No, he was beyond upset and even beyond angry. He was furious, seethingly furious, even though the incident had occurred a week before.
Even after Bakura had explained to him what had happened, Dr. Tomoya showed no signs of sympathy or understanding. He had held Bakura responsible for the entire incident and hadn't hesitated to chew him up and spit him out.
"This is why a 27 year old cannot be a professor!" Dr. Tomoya's words echoed in his head and Bakura let out a little growl. He knew he was younger than all of the professors at the university, but that didn't mean he was incapable of teaching at the same level that they taught at. Sure, he didn't have as many years of experience, but he had graduated from one of the best colleges in America and had proven himself to be a more than capable professor.
After all, his students never scored below an 85% on a test and his class average was a solid 90.65.
The fact that Marik had destroyed his classroom a week earlier wasn't his fault. He continued mumbling to himself as he headed towards the library. He needed to pick up the book he had ordered from the library a week ago. Hopefully, they had finally gotten it.
As he headed towards the library, he caught sight of long brown hair flying in the wind.
"Miss Airi?" he mumbled as he turned towards the girl. She was laughing with some friends, her back to him. However, when she turned around, he realized that she wasn't Miss Airi.
Chuckling to himself, he turned and continued to head to the library. For some reason, he couldn't seem to get Miss Airi's face out of his head. Her antics earlier that week had amused him and he found that he enjoyed having her in his class. Not only was she a brilliant student, she was also very bubbly and energetic.
He finally reached the library and headed inside. Cool air instantly hit him as he entered and made his way to the main desk.
"Hello Professor Bakura," the elderly librarian offered him a pleasant smile.
"Ah, good afternoon, Mrs. Higurashi. How are you today?" he asked, leaning against the desk.
"Doing very well. This weather is impossible though. Thank god the library is air conditioned. But, enough about that. What do you need, dear?" she smiled at Bakura.
"Actually, I came by to see if you guys got that book I asked about last week. Three Essays on the Theory of Sexuality," he smiled at Mrs. Koto, who nodded.
"The Freud one, right?" she asked and Bakura nodded in response.
"Ah, yes. It's over in the Psychology section. I believe one of the volunteers is over there. A very sweet girl, she started earlier this week and has been so helpful," Mrs. Higurashi smiled and gestured towards the Psychology section at the back of the library.
"Go and give her the name of the book. She'll help you find it." Bakura gave her a quick smile of appreciation before he turned and headed towards the Psychology section.
When he got to the Psychology section, he noticed a girl jumping to get a book on the top shelf. He quickly cleared his throat and waited for her to turn around. When she didn't, he cleared his throat again, louder this time.
"Can I help you?" came her strained response although she didn't turn to look at him. Her brown hair was tied up in a messy bun, hiding her face from him.
"I'm looking for a book. Mrs. Higurashi told me you might be able to help me," he replied.
"Name?" she asked, still stretching to get the book. She put her foot onto the first shelf, but was still too short.
"I'm Professor-" he began before she cut him off.
"Not your name. The name of the book."
"Oh, of course. Three Essays on the Theory of Sexuality," he replied.
"Freud?" she asked, her hands moving along the middle shelf towards Freud's name. She quickly pulled out the book and passed it to him, not looking at him the entire time. Bakura looked down at the book before accepting it.
"Thank you," he mumbled, turning away as she began struggling once again to reach the top shelf.
"Do you need any help?" he stopped and moved towards her but she quickly shook her head.
"I'm fine," she replied in a strained voice. Bakura shrugged to himself before he turned and began to walk away from her.
"Got it!" Kiyoko smiled to herself as she grabbed the book from the top shelf. However, as she pulled it out, the other books followed behind.
"Oh no!" Bakura turned as he heard a crash behind him. His eyes grew wide as he saw the girl covered with books that had fallen on her from the top shelf.
"Oh my god, are you alright?" he asked, running to help her. However, as she moved the book away, Bakura froze as her face came into view.
"I think so," Kiyoko mumbled, rubbing her head and pushing her hair out of her face. She pulled the apron from over her head and looked up to see Bakura staring down at her.
"Professor, when did you get here?" she asked and then noticed the book in his hand.
"Oh, that was your book," she replied, giving him a quick smile.
"Miss Airi, are you okay?" Bakura moved towards her and got down onto his knees, helping her pick up the books.
"I'm fine," she nodded. "Just got hit in the head with some books."
"Maybe you should go to the nurse," Bakura said as he picked up a book. Kiyoko looked up at him before she chuckled and shook her head.
"I'm a strong girl, Professor. I'll live," she smiled at him and Bakura found himself captivated by her.
The way her cheeks had a slight pink tinge, the way her eyes twinkled, the stray strands of hair that fell in front of her face.
"I didn't know you wore glasses," he mumbled, referring to the black librarian glasses she was wearing. She seemed momentarily confused before she chuckled and nodded.
"Oh, these. Yes, I wear glasses. Well, contacts. I ran out today and forgot my contact solution. My contacts got really dry so I had to take them out and wear my glasses," she explained. Bakura nodded and picked up the last book.
"They're cute," he smiled at her. Kiyoko felt her breath freeze in her throat at his smile and looked down, grabbing the remaining books as she attempted to hide her flushed face. She noticed he still had one and looked up at him to see him still staring at her.
"Um, Professor," she began, looking up at him.
"Yes, Miss Airi?" Bakura breathed, leaning in a little closer. He saw her eyes drop to the book in his hand and a smile appear on her face.
"The book," she smiled and gestured to the book he hadn't realized he was still holding.
"Oh, right," he mumbled and handed her the book. As she took it from him, her hand brushed his and he felt a spark run through him.
"Professor, are you okay?" He looked up and saw her staring at him with a concerned expression. Her sparkling eyes and puzzled face made him want to groan.
"I'm fine," he reassured her as he got to his feet.
"Are you sure? Because, you're really pink," she innocently noted and he felt like running away and hiding. He quickly nodded.
"I'm fine. It's the heat," he mumbled before he turned away from her.
"I'll see you tomorrow in class, Miss Airi," he mumbled before he walked away from her.
"Sure thing, Professor! And be sure to stay hydrated!" she called from behind him. Bakura turned around and saw her waving at him, a huge smile on her face.
His eyes grew wide before he turned away from her.
"Professor, watch out!" Kiyoko yelled but he already crashed into the garbage can. Kiyoko flinched as his foot got caught in the garbage can.
"Are you okay?" she asked, running towards him. He quickly nodded and gave her an embarrassed smile before walking out of the library, his foot in the garbage can.
"Where's Tora?" Kiyoko wondered as she looked over at her friend's empty seat. It wasn't like her to be late. She let out a sigh and opened her textbook, mindlessly reading to herself.
Kiyoko looked up from her book as Professor Bakura entered the class.
"Good morning class. Please bring the hard copy of your essay to my desk. The digital was due last night at 11:59 PM," Bakura said as he set his papers down onto his desk. He didn't look at his class as he opened his book and began shuffling through the pages.
"Also, turn to chapter 16 and read the first 7 pages," he said. Immediately, everyone got up and moved to the front of the room to hand in their homework. Kiyoko stood when the crowd had died down and made her way to the front.
"Professor," she began, watching as he tensed before looking up at her.
"What do you need, Miss Airi?" he asked, avoiding her eyes and seeming a bit flustered.
"Just handing in my homework," she smiled and raised the paper.
"Oh, of course," he mumbled and took her paper. As he did so, he looked up at her and their eyes locked for a moment. Kiyoko noticed that he was turning slightly pink before he looked away abruptly.
"Are you okay, Professor?" she asked.
"I'm fine," he quickly nodded, not looking at her. "It's the heat."
Kiyoko nodded in confusion before she turned and headed back to her seat. He had said the same thing the day before, in the library. Her mind flashed back to the incident and she gasped. He was embarrassed about tripping over the garbage can! She quickly snuck a look at him as she took her seat. Sure enough, he was still pink and avoided looking in her direction.
"Poor Professor," she cooed to herself, feeling sympathetic toward the flustered Bakura, who had just spilled some of the papers.
"Damn it!" Bakura growled to himself as he bent to pick up the papers. What the hell was wrong with him?! He quickly snatched the papers and stood, angrily stacking them on his desk.
Kiyoko watched as Professor Bakura assaulted the papers before he closed his eyes and took deep breaths. She looked around the class and noticed the female students also staring at him with interest while the males were staring at them. All in all, no one was actually reading as they should have been.
Suddenly, the door flew open, causing Bakura to jump in surprise, spilling the papers once again.
"For the love of God!" he angrily mumbled to himself as Tora stormed into the classroom. Kiyoko's eyes grew wide as her friend burst into the classroom.
"Leave me alone! I'm not talking to you!" Tora was angrily yelling at someone. Seconds later, Marik entered the classroom, not far behind Tora. All the females in the room instantly turned their attention to Marik, who didn't seem to notice or care.
"But, Tora!" He was pleading with Tora instead. Bakura's eyes grew wide before he quickly intercepted them and stepped in front of Marik.
"You, Mr. Ishtar," Bakura angrily huffed at Marik, "are not welcome in my classroom!"
He quickly grabbed Marik by the collar and steered him to the door before throwing him out of the classroom.
"Stay out!" he snarled at Marik before locking the door and glaring at him.
"Don't forget, old man! Locks can't keep me out!" Marik yelled, his face inches from the glass panel. Kiyoko's eyes grew wide as Professor Bakura leaned closer towards the glass panel and smiled at Marik.
"We'll see. But, for now, bye bye Mr. Ishtar," Bakura chuckled, waving mocking at Marik, a huge smile on his face. Marik let out an angry huff before he turned and stormed away.
"Now, class, where were we?" Bakura turned back to his class, his face all business. Everyone quickly looked down at their books and pretended to read.
"What did I miss?" Tora asked as she took her seat. Kiyoko's eyes looked around the room at the female students, who were once again staring longingly at Bakura.
"Nothing much. By the way, what happened with you two?" Kiyoko mumbled under her breath as Tora opened her book and began rifling through it.
"Marik is being Marik," she replied with a sigh. She found the page and quickly began reading.
"Really? Because, he seemed upset when he left," Kiyoko pretended to read. She had read the entire chapter the night before.
"That's good for him!" Tora angrily huffed. "I told him he can't just blow up my class and kidnap me. I also told him how much trouble Professor Bakura got into."
"I see. And what did he say?" Kiyoko asked, looking over at Tora, who shook her head.
"He said they won't fire him," she mumbled.
"How does he know that?" Kiyoko asked.
"Because, Marik makes a generous donation to the University every month and Ryou is-" Tora was saying before Kiyoko cut her off.
"Wait, who's Ryou?" she asked and Tora chuckled.
"That's Bakura's first name," Tora replied, causing Kiyoko's eyes to widen.
"How do you know that?" she asked, leaning towards Tora, who smiled.
"Because, I know Bakura outside of college," she said.
"What? How?!" Kiyoko breathed.
"Because, as I was saying before, Ryou is Marik's best friend," Tora explained and watched Kiyoko's eyes grow wide in surprise.
"They're best friends?!" she quickly exclaimed.
"Yeah, since high school," Tora said before she returned her attention to the textbook.
"Marik!" Bakura yelled as he stormed into his apartment. His eyes darted around the apartment before he saw a note on the refrigerator.
Urgent business in London. Don't stay up. Sorry about today! - Marik
Bakura quickly read the note before he sighed and crumpled it. He forgave Marik but they still needed to have a talk about him strolling into his class and kidnapping Tora whenever he felt like it.
Bakura opened the refrigerator before he let out a groan. He grabbed the note on the shelf where the milk was supposed to be.
Drank the last of the milk. Get more milk. - Marik
Angrily mumbling to himself about killing Marik, Bakura pulled on his jacket before heading out to get more milk.
"He bought it," Marik smiled as he watched Bakura leave the apartment building. He felt bad about lying to Bakura but he knew better than to show up in front of him, especially after today's incident at school. As it was, Bakura was still pissed off about him blowing up his classroom last week and had almost killed him when he got home.
"He'll relax," Marik smiled to himself before he turned to his chauffeur.
"Take me to a hotel. I need somewhere to sleep." A pout appeared on his face as he said it. Normally, he would crash at Tora's place when he and Bakura fought. However, Tora was currently mad at him for kidnapping her and getting Bakura into trouble.
"A situation I will remedy tomorrow," Marik smiled to himself.
"Hurry up, Kiyoko, or we'll be late!" Tora called behind her shoulder. Kiyoko quickly grabbed her bag and ran out of her apartment. She caught up to Tora, who had stopped and was waiting for her.
"Got everything?" Tora asked. Kiyoko nodded and the pair began to walk to the University.
"So, you live all alone?" Tora asked, looking over at Kiyoko, who nodded.
"My brother pays for the apartment," she explained.
"I see. What about your parents?" Tora asked.
"Oh, they're really busy with their work," Kiyoko replied, a smile on her face.
"Aren't they concerned about your safety, though?" Tora asked, looking at Kiyoko, who chuckled.
"Not really. My brother taught me how to defend myself, so I'm pretty safe. Besides, they all keep tabs on me, so I'm never in any danger," she replied and Tora nodded in response.
"What about you?" Kiyoko looked over at Tora, who shrugged.
"I live alone. My parents and older sister live in New York," she replied.
"Wow, so far. Aren't they worried about you?" Kiyoko asked, causing Tora to laugh.
"Worried?! As if. No, my parents know how in love with me Marik is. They're looking forward to the day I agree to marry him," she replied, earning a gasp from Kiyoko.
"Agree? You mean, he's asked you already?" Kiyoko stopped and gave Tora an incredulous look. Tora smiled and nodded.
"4 times in fact," she chuckled to Kiyoko, whose eyes grew even wider.
"Wow. He must really love you," Kiyoko mumbled before walking ahead.
"I guess," Tora said to herself before yelling, "Kiyoko, wait up."
The moment she said it, a black van stopped in front of Kiyoko before it opened and men suddenly grabbed her.
"Kiyoko!" Tora yelled as the men shoved Kiyoko into the van. She began running towards it before it drove off.
"Kiyoko!" Tora yelled, running after the van. However, she stopped as it drove away, anger replacing the worry on her face. Letting out an exasperated yell, Tora turned and made her way to the University.
"What do you want with me?!" Kiyoko was yelling as she pushed the men away from her. She shoved one and hit one on the neck, knocking him out. The van drove over a bump and she flew forward.
"Grab her!" one of the men yelled. Just as another moved to grab her, she hit him in a pressure point and successfully knocked him out as well. Another moved towards her and suffered the same consequences.
"Let go of me!" she yelled as three men pounced on her and held her hands.
"Tie her up!" the leader yelled. He held up a burlap sack.
"And put this over her head," he threw the sack to the men.
"No!" Kiyoko yelled before a burlap sack covered her head.
"Hello, my dear," a voice said to Kiyoko, who was currently tied to a chair with a burlap sack over her head. After they had arrived, she had been carried from the van into a room and tied to a chair. Shortly after, a man had entered the room.
"Let go of me!" she yelled and heard a chuckle.
"Fiesty, isn't she?" the voice asked, amused.
"You're telling me. They had to tie her up. She managed to knock out three of the guys in the van," another voice replied.
"Did she get hurt?!" the first voice gasped and Kiyoko felt herself turn in the direction of the voice. He didn't want her hurt? What kind of kidnapper was he?
"No, she didn't," the other voice replied.
"What happened to your nose?" the first voice asked.
"She slammed her head into my face when we were bringing her in. Pretty sure she broke my nose," the voice replied. Kiyoko heard chuckling and felt someone approach her.
"That's my girl," the voice whispered, closer to her now.
"Get away from me, you creep!" Kiyoko yelled and heard laughter from the person.
"Give it up, Tora. I know you forgiv-" the figure was saying as he ripped the sack from her head. As he did so, he stopped mid-sentence, a horror-struck look on his face. Kiyoko looked up at the figure before her eyes grew wide in shock.
"You?!" she exclaimed, looking up at his horror-struck face. He continued to stare down at her in shock before he finally recovered and turned towards the man behind him.
"This isn't Tora!" he yelled, pointing at Kiyoko.
"Obviously," she mumbled, but neither seemed to have heard her.
"Damn it! How could you mess this up?!" Marik yelled in frustration as he threw the sack onto the floor. The man whose nose she had broken looked over at Marik and shook his head.
"But, you told us to grab the girl who came out of the house. She was the one who came out of the house," the man explained before Marik turned and glared at him.
"Which house were you at?!" he yelled.
"Number 25. I wrote it down," the man said and held up a piece of paper. Marik snatched the paper from his hand before he let out a loud groan.
"That's the wrong street! That should have been a 'K', not a 'P'!" he snarled, crumpling the paper in his hand. He quickly turned back to Kiyoko and smiled at her.
"I'm so very sorry about this. They made a huge mistake!" he gestured towards the men, who quickly bowed. "I'm willing to compensate you. Just, please don't involve the police."
"Who were you trying to kidnap?" Kiyoko asked, feigning innocence. Marik looked uneasy for a moment before he smiled.
"Oh, no one! Ju-just my girlfriend," he replied, a smile on his face. However, it quickly went away as he saw a horror-struck look on Kiyoko's face.
"No! No, no, no! I'm not one of those crazy obsessed stalker boyfriends!" he quickly shook his head. "I just wanted to take her out for the day and apologize to her."
"Unfortunately, these men kidnapp-, er, that is, brought the wrong girl to me. See, I told them to grab the cute girl who came out of the address I gave them. They messed it up and grabbed you instead," he smiled cutely at her, "which is good, because it means you're cute!"
It took all of her strength not to burst out into laughter at his face. When she didn't respond, he continued, "trust me! I'm not a kidnapper! I sent them for my girlfriend! Here! This is a picture of her!" He showed her a picture of Tora before turning to the rest of the men.
"Her, you idiots!" He shoved the picture at them. The broken-nosed guy took a look at it before he gasped.
"Her?! She was walking with this girl! They were talking to each other!" he exclaimed, looking at Marik, whose face suddenly grew dark.
"And you didn't realize she's Tora?" he glared at them.
"Well, to be fair, you said the one who came out of the house. And that was her," the man gestured towards Kiyoko.
"I also gave you a description of her!" Marik hissed.
"But, sir, the only description you gave was that she's cute," the man pleaded, causing Marik to glare even more.
"Then, you should have realized which one was Tora!" he yelled before he quickly turned back towards Kiyoko and said, "not that you're not cute! You're very adorable!"
Kiyoko gave him a puzzled look before he turned back towards the men.
"Well, don't just stand there! Untie her and give her a ride to wherever she needs to go!" he yelled before he turned towards her.
"Again, I'm very sorry about this and I'll be really grateful if you didn't press charges," he looked at her, a somber, pleading expression on his face. Unable to bear it any longer, Kiyoko burst into laughter, causing Marik to move back in surprise.
"I won't press charges," she said after she stopped laughing. She watched as his handsome face broke into a smile and he thanked her.
"Good luck with your girlfriend!" Kiyoko yelled over her shoulder as the men escorted her back to the van, where she dissolved into laughter once again.
"No, I'm late!" Kiyoko huffed as she ran to class. Despite the broken-nosed man driving as fast as he could, she was still 25 minutes late for class.
"I'm so sorry!" she yelled as she burst into the class, her head bowed. Everyone instantly became quiet and she slowly raised her head to see everyone staring at her. She must have been quite a sight, her hair and clothes all rumpled and in disarray. It was almost like the first day of classes all over again.
However, this time, there was a teacher standing at the front of the room. But, instead of some old, grumpy professor with white hair who would scold her nonstop, she met the eyes of a young, handsome grumpy professor with white hair who would scold her nonetheless.
"Miss Airi, thank you for finally joining us," Bakura said as he set down his textbook.
"However, I will not tolerate tardiness. Please come see me during my office hours. You may now take your seat," he said before returning his attention to the book. Kiyoko felt her ears burning as she made her way to her seat.
"What happened?" Tora asked as Kiyoko plopped down into the seat.
"Your boyfriend kidnapped me," Kiyoko mumbled, opening her book.
"I knew it! That sneaky bastard!" Tora hissed.
"Miss Tsubaki," Bakura voice suddenly called. Both Tora and Kiyoko look up to see him staring at them.
"Yes, Professor?" Tora asked.
"Is there something you would like to share with the class?" Bakura raised an eyebrow. Tora quickly shook her head before looking down at the book.
"I didn't think so." Kiyoko snuck a look at Bakura, who looked a bit amused.
Half an hour later, the bell rang, signaling the end of the class.
"Miss Airi, don't forget to come and see me during my office hours," Bakura looked up at her as Kiyoko headed towards the door with Tora.
"Of course, Professor," she smiled at him sweetly before she turned and left the classroom and a slightly dazed Bakura.
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-DramaQueen95