Ok, I own nothing that is in this specific chapter. I only own the oc which will appear in about 10 chapters if I feel like it lol. I do not own Yugioh, for if I did, then Marik would still be alive and he and Malik would be together. Lol.

Malik walked around his house one day. He was carrying a laundry basket full of Marik's clothes. 'That big brute can't even dirty up his clothes without getting blood on them all' he thought as he walked into the laundry room. He was limping as he did so though. He and Marik's 2 month anniversary was last night. So there was PLENTY of celebrating going on. Malik smiled at the thought of last night. It had been absolutely wonderful. Almost as good as their wedding night.

Malik's stomach turned as he thought about their wedding night. He loaded the washing machine with the bloody clothes that belonged to his husband as his stomach felt weird again. He put his hand to his mouth and ran toward the bathroom. He vomited in the toilet for 10 minutes straight. 'What the hell' he thought as he threw up again.

"Malik-pretty, where are you?!" called Marik as he entered the house with a bloody white shirt.

"In hereeeee-ahhhhh!"

Marik ran to the bathroom to see his loved crouched over the toilet throwing up into it. He ran over to his Hikari and held onto his hair and earrings. Malik kept on throwing up for an hour, until he finally stopped. They went to their bedroom and Malik changed his clothes. He put on some sweat pants and a tight tshirt. He sat down next to Marik on the futon and held onto his husband's shoulders.

"What happened Malik-pretty"

"I don't know"

"Maybe we shout go see a doctor?" asked Marik with uncertainty.

"I think so too" Malik replied as he wrapped his arms around himself.

'Why am I sick all of a sudden?' he asked himself as he lay down on the futon. Marik wrapped his arms around his lover and held him. He kissed Malik's neck slowly and sensually. "Not now love, I'm not in the mood" said Malik as he stroked Marik's face and hair. Marik nodded his head and kissed Malik's nose.

"Get well soon Malik-pretty" he said as he stood up and left the room. He turned out the light on his way out. He went over to the phone and dialed Bakura and Ryou's number.

Hello?

Ryou?

Yes?

This is Marik, can you make Malik a doctor's appointment for tommarrow?

Sure, why do you need one?

Malik threw up for an hour straight today, and He's been tired ever since I got home. He's even to tired to fuck.

Wow, he must really be tired. Ok I'll make him an appointment. But it sounds like he's…..

Like he's what?

Never mind, it's impossible anyway.

Ok then, thanks for doing this, goodbye.

Goodbye.

Marik hung up the phone and went into the kitchen. He took out some boneless chicken breasts and put them in a pan on the stove. 'I'll cook Malik's favorite tonight' thought Marik as he put seasoning on the chicken. 'Hopefully, it'll make him feel better'.

Marik made fajitas for dinner, Malik's favorite. When he finished making the chicken, he put it on a tortilla and covered the meat with cheese, sour cream, and spicy ranch dressing. He put two fajitas on a plate and took it upstairs to Malik. He sat the plate down on the side table and shook Malik a bit to wake him up. "Malik-pretty, wake up baby" he said softly as he shook his lover gently.

"What is it love?" asked Malik tiredly as he started to wake up.

"Do you think you could stomach some fajitas?"

"I guess I could"

"Ok then"

Marik got the plate and sat it down in Malik's lap when he was sitting upright. Malik picked up one of the spicy pieces of food and bit into it. He chewed slowly and swallowed. "You fixed it just the way I like it…." He said to Marik quietly.

"That just means that I know my baby" Marik replied as he kissed Malik's cheek. "By the way, Ryou made an appointment for you"

"When?" Malik asked as he bit into his food again.

"Tommarrow"

"Oh I can't go tommarrow"

"Why the hell not?"

"Because I have to help Isis with the museum tommarrow"

"I'll help sister with the museum, you go to your appointment"

"But tommarrow is your annual 'Give the Pharaoh Hell' day with Bakura"

"It can wait for a few hours, what matters now is that you get to your appointment"

"Awww thank you love"

Malik embraced Marik with passion as he kissed his cheeks over and over again. Marik kissed Malik's lips and lay the blonde down on the bed. He moved the plate to the table beside the bed as he lay on top of Malik.

Malik was enjoying himself but then his stomach clenched and churned. He pushed Marik off of him and ran to their bathroom. He had his head over the toilet again, throwing up.

Marik ran into the bathroom and pulled back Malik;s hair and his earrings…………again.

"Why is this happening?" Malik asked as he threw up again.

"I don't know, but we'll find out tommarrow" He replied as he kissed Malik's head. He let go of his love's hair and went over to the sink. He got a rag and wetted it with water. Her helped Malik stand and get himself together. He wiped Malik's mouth and scooped him up.

Marik went back into the bedroom and put Malik under the covers of the futon. He kissed Malik's head as his little love passed out. Marik walked into the kitchen and cleaned up a bit. "Please let him be ok Ra" he prayed as he washed the dishes.