Okay this is the first ever pastshiping fanfic! Pastshiping was made by my good friend Novasreality224 and Mysterious-Puppeteer on deviantart. Any way in pastshipping the plot revolves around Marik and Nemu...Yes I know what your thinking ,"Aren't they the same person?" Well yes in one way they are BUT....there is a difference between the two...their personalities are different:
Namu=kind-hearted,caring,loving,shy,e.t.c Marik=Rough,cold,heartless...almost....and very commanding...(Also he's the hikari Marik)
So there you go that pretty much sums up pastshipping, and now onto my newest fanfic. please enjoy!

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Marik sighed as he kicked a rock across the narrow path he traveled on. It had been three weeks since the end of battle city and he was in no hurry to return home. He continued to walk down the path until he came across a torn piece of dark fabric, the grave keeper began to look around for the source of the material. Finally giving up on his search, he began to walk along the path once more only to freeze as he heard a low groan.
"Who's there?" He asked eyes darting around his surroundings to find the source of the noise. Another low groan admitted from a small bush to his right and the boy slowly approached it. He pulled back the bush to revile a boy in torn clothing lieing on the ground, "Hay you okay?" He gasped as the boy rolled on to his back and weakly looked up at him.
"Oh my Gods."Marik gasped seeing the boys face, his face was bruised and he had trails of blood covering his body, but that wasn't what shocked Marik. No what got him the most was the boy's face, he looked exactly like him. The boy whimpered as Marik lifted him from the ground and headed for the nearest hospital. "What's your name?"
"N-namu..." The boy whispered as Marik hurried back down the path he had traveled. Marik looked down at the boy and shook his head 'What did this kid do to get beaten this badly?'
"Namu try to stay awake okay?" Marik ordered seeing Namu beginning to fall asleep. Namu nodded weakly as Marik began to run as fast as he could with the extra weight he was now carrying. He rushed of the path and onto a crowded street making his way through the crowd as quickly as he could. The hospital was just around the corner, and so was the museum. Marik groaned inwardly knowing he'd have to get to the hospital quickly if Namu were to have a chance of living.
Marik ran into the large hospital and was instantly stopped by a nurse. "Oh my goodness what happened?!" She gasped at seeing Namu and quickly called for help from the other employees around her. They took Namu from him and rushed the boy to the emergency room leaving Marik alone at the entrance. He sighed and turned to leave, "Excuse me sir?' A man in a doctors getup called, walking up to Mariks side, "The boy you came in with can we have any information on him?"
"Nope." Marik replied and continued on his way out the door.
"But sir we at least need your brothers name!" The doctor pleaded causing Marik to stop.
"Who said he was my brother." Marik frowned turning to face the doctor.
"Oh I'm sorry I just assumed..." The doctor muttered averting his eyes to the chart in his hand.
"Well you assumed wrong." Marik growled and turned to exit the building before stopping dead in his tracks as he saw Ishizu in front of the museum, "On second thought I would like to know if Namu pulls through or not."

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"Marik Ishtar?" A nurse called from the front desk. Marik walked over to the desk and was from there sent to a room in the back of the hospital. He entered the room to find Namu asleep in a bed placed by a small window. Marik walked over to a chair and sat beside the bed while the doctor filled him in on Namu's condition. "So basically he's going to be fine?" Marik asked watching the boys peaceful expression as he slept.
"Yes thanks to you. He wouldn't have made it if you hadn't gotten him here when you did." The doctor sighed and shook his head, "But I'm afraid we can't say he's well enough to leave until he wakes up."
"So he's not okay?" Marik frowned turning back to the doctor.
"We don't know." The doctor then handed Marik a paper and smiled, " Could you fill this out for your friend there? That way if he wakes up and your not here we can contact you."
Marik groaned in anoiance but began to fill out the form. Once he was done he handed the paper to a nurse and left the hospital to get some sleep, after all it was two in the mourning and Ishizu was probably worried sick about him by now.
The walk home was surprisingly peaceful with only the distant sound of light traffic and the cool night breeze to accompany Marik along the deserted streets. Marik reached his home and let out a groan of despair when he saw a light through the front window signaling that Ishizu was awake and waiting for him. Bracing himself for the lecture he knew was to come, he opened the door only to see his older sister asleep on the couch. He smiled and quietly creeped past her and up to his room, falling onto his bed and sighing deeply. He pulled the covers up to his shoulder and curled into the warmth of his bed, closing his eyes he began to drift off into sleep.

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Marik groaned and rolled to his side as his cellphone began to ring, he groggily picked up the small phone and answered, "What?" He yawned as the person on the other end of the phone gasped, "Oh I'm so sorry to disturb you sir should I call back?"
"No now's as good a time as any seeing as I'm already awake." Marik stretched sitting up in his bed.
"Well the boy you brought in yesterday...he's awake and..."The girl was cut off as Marik gruffly said, "I'm on my way."
Marik hung up the phone, threw on some random clothes, and rushed out the front door in the direction of the hospital. He heard Ishizu calling after him but ignored her and hurried on his way only slowing down when the hospital was in his sight. He calmly walked through the door and up to the front desk, "I need to see a boy named Namu."
The nurse smiled and led him to the same room he was in hours ago, only this time Namu was sitting up in his bed staring out the window. Marik approached Namu and stopped when the boy turned and stared innocently into Marik's eyes. Marik couldn't help but blush at how adorable the boy before him looked. His hair was long and golden just like his own, his eyes a more innocent and delicate shade of purple, and his skin was a beautiful golden bronze. Marik was left speechless as he stared at the boy, Now that all the blood was gone aside from a few bruises he was perfect.
"?" A doctor sighed heavily walking up to Marik, "Are you here to pick up Namu?"
"No he can take care of himself can't he?" Marik smirked sarcastically at the doctor who merely frowned at the comment.
"I'm afraid not you see Namu here has amnesia." Marik's eyes widened and he turned to the doctor, "Oh no you don't I will not take him in."
"But he can't stay here will you leave the poor boy to the streets?" The doctor stated causing Marik to look over his shoulder at Namu and sigh.
"When can he leave?" Marik said in an anoied tone.
"As soon as he's ready."The doctor said leaving the room.
Marik turned to Namu and took a deep breath,'It's only until his memories come back. That shouldn't take too long right?' Marik walked to Namu's side and smiled,"My names Marik and you'll be staying with me for awhile okay?" Namu smiled and nodded, jumping out of the bed and standing beside Marik."Well let's get going." Marik sighed and began to leave the room with Namu following close behind.

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Chris: Well that was fun to write.
Marik: Why are you so mean to my Namu!
Chris: Your Namu?
Marik: Yes my Namu-wraps arms protectivly around Namu-
Namu:-blushing-
Chris: Aww you two are so cute together! Well anyways please review and tell me what you think about pastshipping so far!