9 Point 8 Newtons

by Sour Schuyler

Ryou went to England after standing up to Miho and now she is badgering Bakura about it. He's always up for an argument, but it's getting ridiculous. What's a tomb robber to do? Bakura x Miho

7. D Hall

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not stare at other guys in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not slash my own wrist in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not digest paper wads in school.

I will not digest paper wads in school.

I will not digest paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not bring my elephant to school.

I will not watch CSI in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not have fun at school.

Bakura drummed his fingers against his desk. That was 57 lines… 43 more to go, and then he could get out of here and go back to class. Not that Bakura really cared for his classmates, you see, but he'd actually rather be learning. Bakura, as deceptive as this may seem, was actually very fond of learning new things, especially if they were to his benefit.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not throw paper wads in school.

I will not not throw paper wads in school.

Perhaps he was having a little too much fun with this… hm.

"Oi, Bakura!" Bakura looked up to see Otagawa.

"What is it?" he growled.

"It's lunchtime, just thought you'd want to know, since you're allowed to leave D-hall during lunch. I thought you would've heard the bell, but I guess you didn't."

"How do you know that I'm allowed to leave the detention room during lunch?" Bakura wrinkled his nose, hating the fact that Otagawa knew this despite never having been in the school's D-hall before. It wasn't fair! He hadn't earned it!

"I have my sources," Otagawa said mysteriously. This meant, most probably, Tea, who, Bakura surmised, had felt sorry for him or something. Bakura quickly scribbled down a memo that reminded him that he only had forty more to go before leaping out of his seat, more grateful than ever to have Otagawa to remind him of such things. After all, what if he starved? Unfortunately, as soon as he exited the detention room, he got smacked in the face by a flying fist.

Bakura roughly grabbed Miho's arm, and hissed in her ear, "Meet me after school. Behind the bleachers."

"No principals/no student teachers," Miho mumbled in response.

"Alone," Bakura continued in a whisper. Miho shook her head. "Alone," he said more fervently, "unless you need a friendship gossip to back you up."

Miho nodded, her self-sufficiency now on the line. "Alone," she nodded. Bakura let go of her. She licked her thumb and massaged the bruise he had left on her skin, and then clacked down the hallway.

"What was that all about?" Otagawa asked.

"I'm gonna kill her," Bakura bluffed.

"Word."

"…Oh, you did not just say that!" Bakura decried. Otagawa laughed. Bakura suppressed the urge to glare at him. You had to be nice to your lackeys…