I was going to post all these seperate, they were individual short stories made so that they would be understood by themselves, but based off of the same story. But that didn't make sense if you have four short stories based on one story and make them into their own seperate stuff XD I thought "Why shouldn't I make them just four chapters then?" So I did. This is a four part series on Invader Zim.

It's rated T for Teen because of language, violence and a slight hint of gore. There are sexual acts (Yes, between Zim and Dib), but not enough to make it M (Meaning it's mainly just kissing). This is a yaoi fanfic. Don't like, turn away now. But trust me nothing will spark until maybe the third or fourth chapter.

Preview: Dib finally gets his chance to shine when he exposes Invader Zim out in the open, will the people actually believe him this time? Or will they let Zim escape once again? Dib swears that this time he will surely end Zim's plot to destroy the world…

Discovered

He had it.

Well, he had had enough at least.

Enough to suffer a seizure in the middle of class.

He couldn't stand it, at all. Not one, little, bit.

Dib was furious, frustrated, annoyed… he was furiously, annoyingly, frustrated.

Day after day, year after year, Zim escaped. Zim toyed with him, Zim was free, why did it feel like Dib was trapped instead of Zim? Zim had been on this Earth since Dib was twelve. Now that Dib was actually sixteen since a week ago, Zim had been on this planet, having yet to accomplish any ways of control over the Earth, for approximately four years. For four years Zim hasn't taken any steps forward or back on world domination…does this mean Dib can go more easy on him?

Zim seemed stuck, but Dib felt more stuck since no one trusted him. No one believed him. No one even listened or looked at him when it was about the paranormal. Sure, he had cried wolf countless amounts of times… but this time it was for real and no one dared to believe him? He could just let them die and be invaded, but no… Dib cared too much…

He vowed to save the world no matter what.

But for four years…Zim has been stuck on this planet. He refused to give up though. While it was kind of a cool thing that Zim had… the fact that Zim never gave in, was so full of himself that he ignored all humorous remarks that smacked at his ego painfully. Dib wished sometimes that he could be in his shoes, not having to worry what other people thought about him. While Dib never showed it, even when he was laughed and mocked at every day, he was very sensitive. Being laughed at hurt, being told he was a liar hurt even worse… and it was truly a hard thing to live with every day at school, having to hold back your true feelings and emotions. Some days Dib wanted to cry…

So maybe Dib could go easy on Zim...?

Of course not. Zim was an ALIEN. Aliens must be DESTROYED.

Dib woke up that morning thinking that everything would change. He had had it with Zim, he would do whatever it takes to get rid of the alien thing for good. Whether people despised him, ignored him or not, he would stop at nothing to get Zim discovered and kicked out of Earth…

Or whatever they did to home-robbing aliens since the eighties.

Dib quickly got himself dressed, not caring much what he wore. There were plenty of clothes on the floor that were still fresh. He only wore his 'in-different' shirt once, which was maybe last week or something. So he slipped into a t-shirt that had a blank expressed face on it, and slipped right into a pair of jeans.

As he struggled to zip and button his jeans, he waddled to his dresser and searched for a comb. While his clothes were a little messy and worn out, at least his hair shouldn't look it. But soon he found something better, gel. Who needed a comb when you had gel? He finally zipped and buttoned his jeans before he opened the top of the gel bottle and just threw some in his hair. Too much, to be exact, but enough to leave his hair in a sleek shine. He smoothed it out and gave himself his usual scythe hair-do.

Dib stretched his arms out tiredly as he sat at his desk. As usual, class was boring. He wouldn't admit that he knew everything, because of course he didn't. No one knew EVERYTHING. But he knew a thing or two about…things here and there. He knew enough at least.

Dib was a science guy, to simply put it. He was better at the math and science classes than the history and English ones. Gym was the worst.

Dib constantly glanced back and forth from Zim to the chalkboard.

Zim…chalkboard…

Zim was writing something down, and Dib was sure it was something other than the notes he should have been writing on the history class they were in.

"Another plan bound to fail, Irken?" Dib whispered to himself coldly, squinting his eyes so that the daggers of his pupils stabbed right at the back of Zim's head. The green male did turn his head towards Dib, but Dib was already gazing out the window by the time Zim shrugged it off and went back to writing.

'I'll get you Zim.' Dib thought quietly as he stared out the window. He looked up towards the sky and noted the little grey clouds that were quickly blowing overhead of their school. It was going to storm today? He remembered the news this morning; the weatherwoman reported a sunny week with no rain…

"No matter, this will come to my advantage."

The bell rang, signaling all the students that class was finally over for the day, and it was time to head home. Dib decided to think fast. He quickly turned his head and watched as the Irken slowly lifted from his seat, taking his papers and books with him.

Dib speed-walked close to Zim, making sure he wasn't noticed, but trying his best to not get swept away by the crowd of teens aiming to hurry home before the storm hit. Dib wanted to stall, to make time; he wanted to get Zim stuck.

The Irken and water didn't mix well; it was as if acid was being poured on their skin. Zim being caught in the rain would kill him, but Dib didn't want him dead. He was going to keep Zim inside the school while he himself perhaps made a tent, or some form of shelter outside, so that when it did rain, Zim was stuck under the shade until it stopped… He'd let Zim leave at just the right moment, right when it rained, and right when he was immobile. There would be no where to run or hide.

Dib made it right by Zim's desk, where Zim had just shoved the rest of his papers into his books.

While Dib was standing next to Zim, he felt a little… well, ashamed. Zim had went from being the same height as Dib, to suddenly being taller than Dib by maybe a foot and a few inches. Surprisingly, Zim had aged as well, something else that Dib threw into his notes on Irken maybe a year ago. He figured out that the longer the Irken stayed on an unfamiliar planet; they inevitably adapt and change to get accustomed. A few examples were that Dib sometimes caught Zim eating 'hooman' food every once in awhile. He's gotten taller, his speech had changed (only slightly, not enough for Zim to actually talk OUT of third person just yet…), and he even talks away with other people, not counting his mumblings and outbursts towards himself.

This might've made Zim a tad more popular than Dib…

And Dib did, actually…think that Zim had gotten rather, attractive.

When the raven haired teen was suddenly bumped into, his glasses quickly fell off his face and to the floor. He was right back into reality, realizing that without his glasses, his plan to trap Zim for the moment would not be happening today. He kneeled down and searched. He could see alright without his specs, he just wouldn't be able to see anything or anyone that was up close to him. And he preferred catching anyone that was up in his face or right behind him.

He felt around, panicking as he caught blurred images of the class dispersing and disappearing out the classroom door.

"Wait! No!" Dib yelped as he continued searching. He hit his head on the bottom of someone's desk, before he groaned and finally felt his hands around a round pair of glasses. He sighed gently under his breath as he slipped them back on, slumping underneath the desk from the feeling of failure.

"Um, Dib-stink?"

Dib peeked out from under the desk from the familiar nick name, and he glared slightly at the alien that gave him a questionable look.

"What is it, Irken?" Dib retorted, crawling out from under the desk. He felt slightly silly for being caught by the alien male.

"Dib, the dirt baby, screamed… and crawled… and made his way underneath Zim's desk." Zim said with a wide smirk, gesturing out everything he said with dramatic hand motions and waves of the arms. Dib couldn't help but pay more attention to his motions than his face and words. Zim continued on though "Zim wondered if you were suffering from some insanity of a sort."

Zim added the whole 'finger twirl' around his imaginary ear.

'Well, this counts as stalling.' Dib thought slightly as a small smile slipped on his face.

"Of course~ Zim~" Dib said with a wide grin, suddenly getting into the first position of a ballerina stance "I'm totally insane. I need your advanced alien technology and enhanced knowledge of health and mental stability. You gotta help me Zim!"

The green skinned male scratched his chin in thought, his eyes narrowing to the tiled floor as he adjusted the books and papers he held under his arm. Dib was standing in his ballet pose, wondering if Zim actually DID believe him. Then again Zim was intelligent, but not clever enough to know when someone was lying or not… Zim only claimed someone was lying when things weren't going his way. Besides then, he probably didn't even know the difference between truth and lies.

Zim's sudden bright smile towards Dib made the four-eyed male blush.

"Zim believes that Dib-monkey came to the right…" He scanned the area for a moment, before once again glancing at the floor "the right… hooman."

Dib felt like cheering, but he kept that to himself. He cleared his throat as he adjusted his glasses "Since you hate me being at your base, and I sure as heck don't want you in my house… how about you wait here, while I gather some things from my place."

Zim tilted his head curiously, before simply nodding and furrowing his eyebrows "Fine, just hurry up dirt-monkey, Zim doesn't often wait on others."

"Oh, my house is right around the corner." Dib quickly said before he hurried right out the classroom door.

Dib tried to avoid the room as he searched for equipment throughout the school.

Every now and then, Dib would glance out the window to see how close the storm was. He had only left Zim for five minutes, so hopefully Zim wasn't THAT impatient, and hopefully he could make a tent of some sort out of something.

Eventually he stumbled into the cafeteria, where a few of the lunch ladies were still putting things away, such as… the plastic table cloths they used to keep the lunch tables clean.

"Lunch lady!" Dib yelled as he hurried to the counter, watching as one of them was folding the plastic neatly to pack away.

They all turned to him though, so he searched through nametags until he finally saw the tag of the lady with the cloth "Ms… Miss Hunt?"

The lady with the plastic table cloth bowed her head silently, and Dib reached out "Can I use that plastic for a sec? I need it for a project."

The woman looked down at what she held, unmoving for awhile.

Dib pouted and groaned, glancing back out the window "Please!"

Miss Hunt looked up at Dib, before she nodded quietly and slowly handed the plastic table cloth to him "I want it back by tomorrow."

"Thanks!" Dib said happily as he hugged the plastic and ran for it to find something to prop up the cloth. He had to finish the tent by… well, now.

Three baseball bats from the gym, and one flag pole that was already outside. It was a small and uneven tent, but it was still a tent.

Dib felt a little drizzle, and he glared as he looked up towards the sky "Drats. It's about to start." He groaned to himself slightly, before turning his head when he heard the front doors of the school open.

Out came a curious Zim, glancing around before he looked at Dib. As soon as they laid eyes on each other, they both snarled.

"Dib-hooman!" Zim huffed "Making Zim lose his patience, Zim waits for NO ONE!" Without a thought Zim stepped out from under the protection of the awning above the school doors. As he marched towards Dib, he flinched from the invisible drizzle, flinching constantly from the small burning sensation on his skin.

"Wh-What is this trickery?" Zim gasped as he gazed up. Dib assumed he realized what was going on. Zim took a big jump back under the school awning, only to hear the school doors click behind him.

The green alien tried the doors, and Dib assumed they were locked.

"When the last student leaves, they usually lock the doors, Zim." Dib said with a sly smile "And with no after school clubs going on today, no one can get back in…"

With a widened grin, the raven haired teen took one of the bats used as a tent leg. He threw it to the awning of the school, and when a hole tore and made the drizzle fall, it forced Zim to first dodge the falling bat, then hurry to the protection of Dibs tent… right where Dib wanted him.

And of all the days, it was today that his father was coming to pick him up… it was today that the Swollen Eyeball agents decided to step out of their lab and see what Dib's 'ruckus' was about. All scientists and paranormal agents everywhere would soon find out what Dib had been telling them all this time.

"D-Dib-stink…" Zim muttered under his breath. Dib could tell that Zim was nervous from the sound of his voice, and the fact that Zim was literally trying to get as close to Dib as possible to try and stay dry.

Zim continued "You will pay for this, when this acid falls no longer, I, Zim, will definitely be the first to gut you."

"I'd like to see you try." Dib crossed his arms and continued to smile

"I will feed you to my robot." Zim muttered angrily.

Just in time, a limo pulled up in front of the school. Dib thought maybe it was the Swollen Eyeball, but it was his father, Professor Membrane, that stepped out first. After him was Gaz. She had longer purple hair than what she used to; her eyes always remained on the GameSlave. Her dress and stockings hadn't changed since she was eleven, except the size of course.

"Dib?" Membrane questioned as he signaled for Dib to come over. Dib left Zim under the tent to greet his father, but then he grabbed the professor's arm and tugged him closer towards where Zim was. Gaz silently followed.

"Dad! Finally!" Dib smiled as he pointed to Zim "Look! Today I'll prove to you and the Swollen Eyeballs that Zim is INDEED an ALIEN!"

"Again with this, Dib?" Membrane said gently as he rubbed his temple with his gloved hand "It isn't a kind thing to do… you know. Making fun of foreigners from other countries." Gaz chuckled under her breath, and Dib sighed "I'll prove it to you! Look see?" It suddenly started to rain heavily, causing Zim to flinch under the tent and he sat himself down on the dry grass. He probably knew he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon, but he also doubted that Dib could prove to the stupid humans that he was an alien.

Dib pointed again at Zim "He can't step out into the rain because the Irken are allergic to water!"

"Irken?" Membrane repeated. Gaz looked up to him "Zim's race of alien." She commented before going back to her game. Membrane then sighed "Everyone has a few allergies here and there—"

"But WATER, Dad? Dad!" Dib groaned "No one is allergic to water! Water runs through everyone's veins!" With that said, he slowly furrowed his brows at Zim, who was staring back nonchalant "Except an aliens veins, of course…"

Membrane suddenly lifted his goggles, revealing his own brown eyes. Thunder sounded in the distance "….you're correct." He admitted.

Dib and Zim jumped from surprise, and soon Zim's ignorant glance turned into a shaky one.

Could this be Dib's chance?

"You get it, Dad?" Dib asked as he continued to tug on Membrane's sleeve "Huh? Huh? Zim's even wearing a wig to hide his antennae!"

"Antennae?" Membrane repeated as a question, glancing at Gaz for an answer. Gaz looked up to her father and sighed gently "You know, the stuff Ant's have? Zim has a set under his hair." She went right back to her game.

Dib smiled deviously towards Zim, who was now hugging his knees to his chest, glancing outside.

"He probably wishes it would stop raining so he could run…" Dib whispered coldly to himself.

Membrane reached out to Zim, but Dib immediately smacked his hand away "Not until the Swollen Eyeballs are here!" He wanted everything to be perfect, he wanted the most important persons to know and finally understand what Dib had been saying for the past few years. He didn't want his dad to find out until the others were here.

"It's a surprise~" Dib sang whole-heartedly, causing Zim and the professor to arch a brow at the raven-haired boy. Another limousine pulled up, this time with the small Swollen Eyeball insignia waving on a flag up front.

Dib was jumping excitedly as they all stepped out of the vehicle, immediately recognizing the jumping bean, and pulling out their umbrellas. In unison, they opened up the umbrellas and held it over their heads, their faces hidden by the shade as they walked towards Dib.

"Agent Mothman? What is the meaning of this?" One mumbled gently. Another nodded in agreement "You couldn't pick a better date with better weather, huh?"

Before Dib could reply, Membrane quickly spoke up "He's found a human who is allergic to water!"

"He's not human, Dad!" Dib blurted out, but the Swollen Eyeballs were already nodding and making intrigued noises.

Dib glared, before he quickly turned around and snatched up Zim's wig. Zim was surprised from the sudden movement, growling as he lifted his gloved hands to cover his antennae's "Dib-beast! Give Zim back his hair!"

"See?" Dib yelled as he pointed to Zim. He threw the wig down so that his other hand could be freed, and he tried to pull Zim's hands off his head. After possibly just plain luck, Zim released the stalks from his head, and they sprung to life. Zim gasped, quickly trying to retrieve his wig. While he was lowered though, Dib smacked the back of his head, causing Zim's lenses to fall out of his eyes and onto the grass.

Zim tried to recover those as well, but his arm sizzled in the rain, and he quickly retreated back into the tent, using his gloved hands to cover himself the best he could. Zim was now curling up on the small dry patch of grass, trying to protect himself from the humans' gazes.

The crowd gasped from what they had seen, and even Gaz suddenly seemed surprised that Dib's plan actually worked this time.

The professor smoothed back his wet hair, just as he had done that, the hard rain calmed into a light drizzle "Dib… I'm…. impressed. Surprised, too. But how does this prove he is an actual… 'alien'?"

"Indeed." One of the swollen eyeballs commented as he shook his umbrella, but kept it over his head "We could still take him in for testing." "Mothman, you've done it!" A woman's voice from the shady group suddenly blurted out "You've actually done it!"

Dib was close to tears, but his smile was stuck on his face. He was so proud, so happy, Zim was finally discovered, Zim was… was… he would be soon rid of and never to return to Earth again! Earth was saved!

"I told you, and you never believed me!" Dib remarked, but he pointed to a now frowning Zim "But this is proof! Proof I tell you! Green skin, red insect like eyes, antennae on his head! He even has a base! I've memorized the exact coordinates!"

"No!" Zim quickly yelled, but as soon as Membrane felt no more rain, he moved forward and snatched Zim. One of the Swollen Eyeball agents pulled out a pair of handcuffs, wrapping them around Zim's wrists.

The professor bowed to Dib "I have never been more proud to call you my son, I'm so sorry I… we never believed you. This changes everything…" The members of the agency nodded as well, and even Gaz seemed to bow her head slightly. Dib smiled proudly as he gazed at Zim for one final moment.

Zim only glared, but his glare didn't last long before he saddened and shifted his gaze away.

Dib whispered coldly "Humans one…" He shoved Zim closer to his father "Irken zero."

Zim squirmed and screeched angrily, throwing his arms out in an attempt to scratch and claw at Dib as a last resort. But to no prevail, as the Agency helped Membrane strip Zim of any weapons. Zim squirmed, trying to break free, mumbling something under his breath, but once Professor Membrane removed his PAK unit from the Irkens back, Zim suddenly calmed down, to the point where he looked lifeless.

He breathed out "Earth-monkey…" He wheezed "Dib…you filthy, little….piece… of…" Zim suddenly looked as if he had freezed over, frozen in a moment of time.

Dib gazed at the alien as Zim's eyes dulled into a distant red, before the group of scientists carried Zim off to the Swollen Eyeballs limo.

Professor Membrane looked down at Dib, who seemed slightly distracted. Dib shook his head a bit, before he returned his father's gaze. Membrane smiled "Good work, son. The world will know all about what you've done."

The man soon headed for his own limousine, Gaz turning her head and watching the Swollen Eyeball's vehicle drive off. She then turned her attention to Dib "Nice work." She said with a grunt "Maybe now you can get him out the way, and grow up like a normal doofus." She punched his arm, a playful smirk on her lips before it vanished as soon as it had come. She went back to her game as she turned and went to get into the car with her dad.

Dib stared up at the sky, wondering what life would be like if he were considered 'normal'. Now that everyone would know he was telling the truth the whole time, how would they feel? Regretful? Upset? Sorry? Dib couldn't wait for school tomorrow. It would be a normal day, finally.

Finally a normal, regular, peaceful day.

Dib sighed gently, before staring up at the school and furrowing his brows.

"…fuck."