Malik stared up at the bright, stary night sky. He looked over at Marik, who sat beside him, his eyes skimming the words along his small laptop. "Just what have you been doing on that thing all day?" Malik asked, turning on his side. "Just checking out something I might wanna buy." Marik closed the laptop, and set it down next to him. He satred up at Malik, a small smirk spreading across his face. He smiled back, unaward of the plan that was running through Marik's mind. Malik slowly sat up, and stared up at the sky again. "Malik, can I ask you something?" Marik asked, suddenly. "Sure." Marik's smirk reapeared onto his lips. "What would you say if I asked you to marry me?" He asked.

Malik then bursted into laughter. "Good one, Marik. That's funny," He breathed, clutching his stomach. He looked over at Marik, who pressed his lips. "Marik," He murmured, "You are joking... right?" Marik sighed, and murmured, "Kind of." Suddenly, Malik jumped up from the lawnchair. "What do you mean 'kind of'!" He screeched. Marik stood up as well, and looked into his eyes.

"Calm down, Malik. Let me explain. I need you to marry me," Marik said. Malik stared at the man. "Why!" He yelled. "Remember the other day when we ran into your friends and they all had lives. Even Bakura's married now. I feel left out, and since you're the cloest person I have..." His voice trailed off, and he stared deeper into Malik's lavender eyes. "So what you're saying is that you want to prove to people that you're human, and have the ability to love." He nodded, giving Malik a gentle smile. This through him off guard. "I didn't even know you had the ability to smile let alone have feelings," Malik murmured.

Marik shrugged, and stepped back. "Well, will you?" Malik raised an eyebrow. "Will I what, Marik? If you're going to marry me you're going to give me a proper proposal," He said. Marik sighed, and knelt down on one knee. "Malik Ishtar, will you marry me?" He grumbled. Malik placed his hands on his hips, and shook his head. "Sure," He teased, smirking playfully. Marik sighed deeply, and stood. "Don't make me regret this," He said. "I"m just going to treat you like a husband." Malik smirked. Sighing, Marik followed Malik into the apartment.