", it's time to-"

"Take more of my blood. I know."

The nurse was slightly taken back, but went on with her job.

Coughing into his free hand, Marik leaned back against the large white pillow. It was too soft for his liking, how are you suppose to be comfortable when what you're sleeping on is too damn soft like you're sleeping on cotton, then a hard wooden plank?

'Stupid hospitals.'

The rushed steps of a doctor passed by outside of his room, but Marik barely paid any attention to it at all. Just another cancer patient dead. Who cares?

'When is it my turn..hurry up already.'

He was barely 18, and honestly, he wasn't eighteen yet. The seventeen year old had a normal family and a younger brother. They all died a year ago in a car crash. All except him. He had to wake from that coma. He had to have cancer that the doctors only saw after admitting him..he had to have only a month left to live..

Marik didn't have the money to give his family a proper funeral. Their relatives hated them, mainly because of his attitude, and now because of him, they're rotting somewhere. Slamming a fist against the side of the hospital bed, he surprised the nurse that was in the same room.

'Stupid nurses.'

Again, steps of running people outside. "God, will they rel-"

"Marik!"

"Oh great."

The doctor frowned lightly, she was in charge of part of the cancer patients, and Marik was one of them. "I have good news. Guess what?"

"You're going to pull the plug so I can die?"

"No."

"You're going to stab me to death so I can die?"

"No!"

"Y-"

"No. The Make-a-Wish Foundation of America just told me, the wish you sent in? Someone's paying for it."

Marik blinked a moment in silent surprise. "..Wait, I didn't send a wish in.."

"Yes you did, remember? You wanted an extravagant funeral for your parents and brother." The doctor spoke gently. "One that would make everyone jealous."

Slowly Marik's face burned red with embarrassment. "You sent what I said in!"

The doctor laughed softly. "It was your wish, you told me, so I wrote it in for you. You were grinning when you told me that."

Marik slowly allowed himself to frown again, though he remembered very clearly. "..Fine, so they're helping me do it. That's it? I get to die afterwards?"

"..No. Marik, you have to stop being so pessimistic." Sighing heavily, the doctor pulls out a light blue colored envelope, the front of it written with crayon, big, messy, childish capital letters saying: TO MISTER MARIK ISTHAR ISHTAR.

The last name was written twice, while the first incorrect spelling was crossed out with the same color crayon.

Raising an eyebrow at it, Marik reached out and took it. "What the hell is this?"

"The child who is completing your wish wrote it, telling the doctors to give this to you."

Turning the envelope over, Marik stared blankly at the Barney sticker sealing the envelope, and finally, unable to help himself, he laughed quietly, tugging the envelope open. "Kids.." he murmured as he tugged the, "Fuck. Scented paper? Really?" But it smelled of the ocean, and Marik shook his head while his doctor watched him open up the letter.

"...Why are you staring at me?"

"Because I wish to hear what the child wrote?"

"Nosy ass doctor."

"At your service~"

"Tch." Marik's eyes returned to the paper, reading it as requested.

"'Dear Mar...Mar.' Who the fuck calls me Mar-Mar? Ugh. 'Hi. I saw your wish on the pretty board when I was admitted to the hospital 'cause I broke my arm. I'm alright though!'" Marik read with a flat tone. "I didn't say I cared about his arm.."

"Continue.."

"Tch. 'They fixed my arm and I'm good. I bet you didn't write that wish yourself, Mar-Mar. The writing's too pretty. I bet you're pretty too, Mar-Mar. I promise to complete your wish and aaallllllllll..' Fuck, the kid writes too many l's. 'all the people in Earth,' In Earth? How old is this kid.. 'and the whole happy universe...'" Marik stopped, staring at the paper with a 'Really?' look.

"..Sounds like a very optimistic child."

"I'm glad he didn't come visit me.. 'And the whole happy universe and all the green aliens will be so jealous. The funeral will be held on October 20, this month! So better watch TV. Sent with so much love my cousin's head would burst, A..Tem.'" Sighing in relief as he was finally done with the letter, he dropped his hands so the letter rested in his lap. "So the kid's name is Atem. How is he rich enough?"

"I figured you'd say something like that. Atem Kaiba. His cousin is Seto Kaiba."

"Seto..Isn't that.."

"The Jiroksoft and Orange company CEO? Yes."

"...Well, damn."

"And, today's the 20th."

"Shit! It is? Where the hell is the remote for my television." Marik turns frantically, patting his sheets and looking around for it.

"IT'S RIGHT HERE. I TOOK IT WHILE YOU WERE ASLEEP. LETS WATCH IT TOGETHER, MAR-MAR!"

Marik froze.

Completely.

"You got to be shitting me.."

I hope you enjoyed. Massive update cause I completely forgot to put this stuff here. ._.