A/N: Marty, I thought about it, but I really wasn't sure if I wanted to. I felt like since Day lost more than June really did (her parents really weren't that important) that it might strike more guilt and sadness if one of his own was named after the brother who risked himself for him, especially when he felt that he didn't deserve that from John.

Guest, sorry. I'm new to this website and I was messing around with the story a little. Didn't mean to let you down, but here you go!

Also, there's some slight language in this, so just be aware.

Sector: Emerald

Temperature: 90

Time: 6:03 PM

DAY

June's supposed to be here any second. I'm actually really nervous about tonight. I reach into my pocket and finger the small box in it, and shiver slightly at some of the possible outcomes from tonight. She could either reject me and run back to Anden, laughing in my face or she'll stay with me, and be mine, forever and always.

Ever since I got my memories back and I learned about the Elector's interest in June, I've always somewhat feared she'd go crawling back to him like a lost puppy. It's made me kind of possessive of June, honestly. I hate it. I've lost her once before, no - TWICE, if you count me leaving her because of the fact I was dying; and I sure as hell don't want to lose her again. I'm gonna sound really corny, but it's true: I am hopelessly, foolishly, impossibly in love with June Iparis. There, I said it. Go on, go smirk and laugh in my face as you read that sentence. But it's so damn true.

It's odd really, when I was younger, I always thought I wouldn't live long, with the Republic hunting me and living on the streets and whatnot. But here I am now, 30 years old, about to ask the most important four words of my life to the one person I've ever thought asking them to. When I was younger, I was always in near-death situations, 'specially the hospital break-in. I feel a slight tug on my heartstrings as I think about that night. I've never fully forgiven the Republic for what they did to my family and to June's. I know it's not my fault Metias died, but I still feel guilt for injuring him at all, but in some ways; I'm kind of thankful for that night. Not because Metias died, but had it not been for Metias, June and I might've never met.

Life can be a little fucker sometimes, giving you what you want one second, stabbing you in the shoulder the next. You never know when your time will end or what will happen. You're a crack in a castle of glass, never knowing when it'll crumble down. And still, life goes on. We can't change the past, but we can affect the future and the outcome.

Alright, enough with my sappy rant. I'm a freakin' mop right now under my dress clothes. June's going to meet me for dinner on Emerald, and then afterwards, I'll "pop the question." I'm 87% sure she'll say yes, 7% scared she'll say no, and 6% sad that this means I'm officially saying good-bye to my childhood and opening a new chapter of my life. It's sad when you think about it. My childhood and rebelling days are officially over once I ask her. No more mischief (or at least, not as much). Even though I'm an adult now, I still have traces of a teenager roaming my body, spreading mischief and fear to every corner of my body. I really need to break it or else - holy crap.

I see June walking towards me, her glossy hair loose and wavy. She's wearing a scarlet dress that shows off her curves.

SEXYSEXYSEXYSEXYSEXY.

Yup, that's my brain right now.

"Dammit, June. Why do you have to be so bloody beautiful?" I ask, causing her to blush.

"Shut up." June says, but I can see the liking in her eyes, silently overjoyed at the comment.

"Shall we?"

"We shall."

Alright, dinner's done. Now comes the scary part.. the proposal. Damn, how do those reality T.V. stars make this look so.. easy? I'm shaking, goddy hell. We're currently walking through Lake sector on our way home, but we stopped near the newly-installed lake, where I planned to propose. June's snuggled up against me on the bench, her head on my shoulder.

"Hey, June?"

"Mhm?"

I carefully get up and stand in front of June.

"I honestly don't know how to do this, but I will. June, I love you. I love you so much, it's unbearable. I ache to be with you ever second of everyday. To be the one who wakes up next to you everyday, who comforts you when you're upset, to be the one who you raise a family with. Ever since I saw you again when I came back, my life has been a heaven. All thanks to you."

Slowly, I bend down on one knee and pull out the black box. Flipping it open, I reveal a ring with two diamonds surrounding a bigger one.

"June, will you marry me?"

She doesn't respond, just tackles me, smothering every inch of my face with kisses; nodding vigorously, tears of joy, love, and passion streaming down her beautiful face. And I wouldn't have it any other way.