[Marik behaved himself, not looking over his shoulders until after he's undressed himself and was certain she wasn't in the middle of changing. His cheeks heat up at her words and he finds himself sheepishly looking away again.]

I'd like that too...

[He practically melts against her when she embraces him, his heart feeling like it was fluttering. Gods, she makes him so happy. Makes him feel safe, loved.

He places a hand on her arm once more, tightening his own hold on her in return.]

Neither can I. I know... I'm not the best person. I never will be... but with you, I want to become better. With you, I can feel as if my soul is beginning to heal...

I love you, Usagi. I always will, no matter what.