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Chapter 11
Bakura's POV
I watched through Ryou's eyes as he and Tenchi walked through the halls toward the History classroom. I felt Ryou's cheerfullness ripple upon my being, and it disgusted me. What was he so happy about? Oh right, Tenchi was here.
I admit, she was rather...attractive...but I had no feelings for her. Ha! Feelings..., I chuckled darkly to myself. I have no need for such pitiful things. But as I watched every time Ryou turned his gaze to talk to her, and she turned back, I always thought her eyes glittered, as if there was something behind them. She often lifted a finger and tucked her sandy-blonde hair behind her ear. And her eyes were a beautiful emerald-
I scowled at myself. Stop thinking such thoughts! But then I smiled wickedly. She will soon be mine, though.
I had decided not to confront Tenchi...yet. I thought that I should, perhaps, earn her trust first. Well, Ryou was doing that for me anyway, even as he didn't know it. During the times that I do take over however, then I'll just...act like I care. Just when her guard's down, I'll reveal myself and have her in my grasp.
That's my plan for the time being, anyway. But right now, I had to wait. Right now, it was time for a dull History lesson.
Shira's POV
Shira yawned. Well, THIS is boring...
You're telling me! Her yawn was transformed into Tenchi's yawn. Her head slightly drooped, hardly staying up, only her tired hand to support her. After the teacher introduced her to the class, he assigned her the seat next to Ryou. She had beamed, but now, she and her yami were bored out of their minds! Greece's was rather dry, with the only temporary sparks of its mythology. But altogether, it was pointless to the spirit.
As Shira looked around, she saw that others were, too, tired as can be. Their bodies slumped against their desks, listening to the teacher's droning. Just imagine what Geography's gonna be like, she sighed.
Ryou looked more tired than Tenchi. He had his hand supporting his cheek, a frown carved onto his face. Little by little, his hand slid, but he didn't seem to mind. He actually closed his eyes at last. Tenchi and Shira watched him, and suddenly his hand slipped and his head hit his desk. He recoiled.
"Ow!" he breathed, trying not to attract the teacher's attention. Fortunately, he didn't even turn around at the sound of a skull hitting wood... which was making Shira wonder if the teacher had hearing problems. She looked around and saw that other students had heard it, and had smirks to conceal their laughter.
Tenchi started to crack up; she started giggling uncontrollably, but quietly. Ryou was the only one who could hear her, and he rubbed his head and laughed quietly with her. Shira chuckled at their childishness. It was much better than this History nonsense.
"Miss Suzuki! Mr. Bakura!" The teacher hit his meter stick on his desk. "Would you like a trip into the hall?"
Tenchi and Ryou immediately shut up. "No, sir." Ryou answered.
"Then I suggest that you pay attention to this important lesson." He turned his back again, and continued teaching.
Tenchi's eyes drooped in a bored expression. "Important my ass," she breathed.
Ryou chuckled.
For the rest of the lesson, those two kept quiet. But all through it they did pass notes to each other, even though they were beside each other. Shira saw everything her hikari wrote and every doodle she made, and everything Ryou sent back. Humour rushed through Shira existence. She was still amused by their playfulness.
Then, one last note was passed, and Tenchi opened it up casually. The contents were the only things that threw her off.
Would you like to get a bite with me after school?
Tenchi's eyes grew wide with surprise, and Shira whistled. Wow. The first day, and you already have a cute catch.
Tenchi blushed, but her lips slid slowly into an excited smile. She took her pencil and hastily wrote;
I'd love to.
She folded it up neatly and slid it under her fingers toward Ryou's desk. He reached for it, but touched her hand as well. Both of them flushed, but Shira could feel the anxiety and excitement that rampaged Tenchi's mind. Young love, she mused to herself. But suddenly, the spirit felt an extreme pain reside in her chest. She clutched at it, and staggered. She held back her yell, because she didn't want to ruin Tenchi's moment. Why worry her?
The pain disappeared slightly, as fast as it appeared. It still throbbed, however, so Shira couldn't doubt its presence. And the weird thing was, she didn't fill it as a physical form.
But spiritually. Emotionally.
The thief shook her head. Don't ponder on it, she told herself. ...maybe it wasn't important.
When Shira looked back through Tenchi's eyes, she saw that Ryou opened the note. His face lit up brightly, and he looked extremely happy. The spirit could already tell that he liked Tenchi!
Then the bell rang, and it was time for Geography. They joined in the hall and walked together.
"So you'd really join dinner with me?" he asked in disbelief.
"Of course I would," Tenchi said cheerfully. "How could I say no to you? I really want to go with you."
"That's great!" Ryou beamed. "Do you think 6 is ok?"
"Anytime's good with me."
"Okay," and then both Tenchi and Ryou reached the Geography classroom.
Holy Shit! Baba Yaga! Shira screamed. She stared in horror through Tenchi's eyes. A similar reaction followed with Tenchi.
Sitting in the teacher's desk was, literally, an old hag. Greasy, grey hair escaped from the bun on her head and ran infront of her ears. Her face was extremely wrinkled, and moles dug their roots in several parts of her face, her nose included. Her bony fingers looked like sharp talons rapping against the wood impatiently. She turned her watery gaze on the two of Ryou and Tenchi.
"You're late!" she growled.
"But, the time..." Tenchi took a quick glance at the clock. According to her, they were about 3 minutes early.
"No buts, missy!" She shook a bony finger at her. "You're the new student, huh? Well, take your seat then..."
"Tenchi Suzuki, ma'am."
"Miss Suzuki. Please take your seat over in the middle." She didn't request, but ordered. The yami cocked her brow at her rudeness. I was never that cranky after my 5000th birthday...
Bad mistake, cause that caused Tenchi to sniff back her laughter. The teacher glared.
"And what do you think is so funny, Miss Suzuki?"
"N-nothing," Tenchi recovered herself, and looked at the classroom more closely. It was quite unusual; it was this huge semi-circle of desks. Atlases, globes, and maps were put into categories in the room. People were already getting ready at their given desks. Tenchi ran over to her desk and emptied her bag and took out her Geography textbook and notebook. When she sat down, she saw that Ryou sat at the farthest desk from the door, next to the window that overlooked the front of the school. Shira felt her heart sink. This is gonna be A LONG lesson... she thought miserably, and her head lolled slightly as she yawned.
End of ChapterBakura: What? Shira, you said the chapter was 'partly' dedicated to me; that was hardly!Shira: Ugh, must I kiss you to shut that mouth of yours?
Bakura: If you kept my tongue occupied, then I suppose...
Vixen: Ack, Bakura! Don't sicken the audience!
Bakura: -rolls eyes-
Star: Hehe XD
Vixen: This chapter was more about Ryou... -heart- Ain't he just the cutest thing?
Shira: -laughs- Anyway, hope you liked, and R&R!
