Summary: Post Evil Council 5. Marik and Bakura are no longer (living) together. Bakura is now a part of Dartz's Evil Council of Domination. Marik is now running his Evil Council Of Doom alone. But they miss each other. Bakura regrets switching councils and Marik regrets letting him leave. One day, at an open-mic bar, they tell each other this in the form of a parody of the song "Remember When (Push Rewind)" by Chris Wallace. But one of them doesn't believe the other's half of the lyrics. Abridged Thiefshipping Songfic.

Characters: Marik Ishtar & Yami Bakura

Rating: T

Genre: Romance & Parody

Hello! This is based on an AMV I made for thiefshipping post-Evil Council 5 using the song "Remember When (Push Rewind)" by Chris Wallace. The lyrics in this are parodies of that song. As I was making the video (which can be found on my YouTube channel, the link for which is on my profile), I thought of the parody lyrics for the song, then I thought of an alternate version for if the parts were reversed, then I thought of them singing both versions to each other, then I thought of THIS!

EDIT: Omg this is so OOOOLLLLDDDD. It has been sitting in my documents for ages, MONTHS!, unfinished and collecting dust. Only today (9/28/13) have I touched it again and decided to put up chapter 1. I'm only putting up chapter 1 for the sake of letting you know this fanfic exists, and also to get it done and be the first one to do this. (Technically, I'm not the first. DigimonIsBetterThanPokemon51 is, but I'm the first to THINK of it, and she actually did that story dedicated to ME, anyway.)

Abridged. Thiefshipping. Evil Council 5. I don't even know what to say anymore. Just read and review and enjoy and have fun. Oh and BAKURA COME BACK PLEASE \(O~O)/ PLEEEEEEAAAAAASSSSSSEEEEEE?!

I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!, Yu-Gi-Oh!: The Abridged Series, the song "Remember When (Push Rewind)", or any of the characters/trademarks in those.

R&R

ENJOY~!

Marik turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. He couldn't help but stop and admire his gorgeously sexy bottom in the full length bathroom mirror.

He smiled, knowing that no one else in the world had an ass like that.

Then his smile faded as his gaze focused in on a single word tattooed on his right butt cheek:

THIEF

All that was missing was the word "SHIPPING" after it.

He sighed and turned away from the mirror, reached for his towel, and started drying hisself.

~.~

After he had gotten dressed and left the bathroom, he started to pack for his trip. He would be leaving tomorrow afternoon. He should have started packing earlier that week, but he had been putting if off. He was so used to someone else being there when he packed... But that someone else wasn't there now. That someone else had walked out on him because of the very thing he was packing for...

The Evil Council Of Doom.

He tried to start packing, but after a minute he couldn't take it anymore and just gave it up.

"Ugh! This is frigging impossible! Frig this! Not doing this anymore."

Marik threw himself on his bed and closed his eyes. "Melvin, feel free to pack for me. I give up." As he said this, he gradually started loosing consciousness...

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away...

Bakura leaned against the wall while the room's other occupant packed.

He would do it himself but... He couldn't. He literally couldn't. Every time he tried to do it himself he would just move slower and slower until he stood still and ended up staring at nothing, his mind and eyes blank.

So, he was forcing Ryou to pack his stuff for his trip to Dartz's Evil Council of Domination. Or as Dartz called it, "Da Cownsel of da Oricalcalmalos".

"I still don't understand why you don't do it yourself."

Without turning to look at him, Bakura replied, "Because I force you to do it. Now get back to work, host."

Ryou pouted at him but continued packing.

He turned to his hikari, who was, with much hesitancy, carefully placing one of his knives into the suitcase. Then his gaze lowered, until he was staring at the left pocket of Ryou's jeans. Or more specifically, at the spot where directly underneath was a word tattooed beautifully on the skin of Ryou's sensitive little bottom:

SHIPPING

All that was missing was the word "THIEF" before it.

"I'll be in my soul room," he suddenly announced. "If you aren't done packing or if you pack anything wrong by the time I come back out, your torture will last twice as long tonight."

Ryou's lip trembled, but he nodded. "Yes, spirit."

Bakura faded into their soul hallway and locked himself in his soul room.

SO FINALLY THIS SHORT CHAPTER IS DONE AFTER MONTHS OF COLLECTING DUST!
Yes, most of the future chapters will be this short.

Hopefully, when I get to the song chapters, Little Kuriboh will see this and make the next Evil Council Video based off of this song.

This fanfic will be one of those that I'll only update when I have time and I feel like it. So don't expect regular updates. But at the same time, now that this story has FINALLY been started, I'll start paying more attention to it now. I actually have at least three chapters more chapters planned and typed out for this already! (There will be MORE than 4 chapters; I'm just saying that I only have the next 3 typed out on my iPod on a Note that has also been collecting dust.)

The songfic chapter is in three chapters from now! So in chapter 4!

See you next chapter!

BYEEEEEEEEEE~!