'I hate school' a young violet haired teen thought to herself 'isn't it enough that I have to put up with my brothers idiocy, but now I get to see him again… so I can deal with all the looks from the guys and all the comments from jealous girls' as strolled up the stairs she heard the light noise of a motorcycle she turned around expecting to see her brother. What she saw was a bike much like her brothers, but instead of black and blue with a smiley on the tank it was red and pink with a symbol on the tank she only saw on two people.

'He's here… so soon' she thought as she looked at the man on the bike her heart began to race as she observed him get off his custom bike that he and her brother had designed.

As he stepped off his bike she thought she might have been mistaken. When she last saw him a year ago he was this… well-muscled and he would never wear what he had on right now. As he fully stepped off the bike he unzipped his leather jacket to reveal a tight red shirt with the same symbol on the left breast as was on the bikes tank.

She blushed as she saw what concealed his legs. Tight leather pants shifted with ever move he made leaving next to nothing to her imagination.

His hands moved up to remove his helmet as she dragged her eyes away in embarrassment. She only looked back when one of the more girly girls to her right gasped. When she glanced back she had to admit if she wasn't so good at concealing her emotions she might have gasped too.

He had clear gotten rid of that mop that was once on his head instead he had longish black hair that seemed almost alive in its attempt flail out in every direction. He's eyes were just as piercing as she remembered. His face was even more defined then she cared to think giving a very handsome look. The only thing that would seem odd is the very noticeable fact that well… his skin was a light green and he had no ears peeking out of that untamable hair.

She straightened as he began walking towards the door past the stairs she stood on. Quacking adjust her stance and posture to make it seem as though she had not just been ogling him she waited for him to notice her. He walked on entering the building without so much as a glance at her.

She felt embarrassment and sadness swirl in her stomach. 'I mean come on she was Gaz freaking Membrane here and she wanted some guy to notice her.' But he wasn't just some guy he was Zim. She sighed and went to the girl's bathroom and looked at herself. Her strange purple hair hadn't changed since she was a little girl still about shoulder length and refusing to be tamed. Her purple and black striped sweater was loose not enough to hang off her but just enough to not give away her curves. The skirt she wore came mid-thigh but her purple and black tight made sure no one got a peek even if they would live if they tried. To finish off the almost classic Goth ensemble her black steel toed boot gave her a whole two inches in height.

'No wonder he didn't notice me… I'm bland and colorless. I don't show my curves like most girls and I give off a dark vibe. What guy who wasn't sick and twisted would look twice at me.' Letting out a sigh she exited the bathroom to go put her stuff in her locker before the bell.

As she walked down the hall her mood dark the crowd parted to let her through as to not incur her wraith which was well known in the school and town. She walked pondering if she should change her look to get him to notice her before quick killing the idea. 'If he doesn't want me the way I am then fuck em.' She knew though that her words held no conviction. Gaz would do almost anything to get Zim to look at her except compromise who she is.

Just as she reach and unlocked her locker she felt someone grad a thick fingered hand full of her but! She knew instantly that there was only one person bold and stupid enough to even dare think of touching her. 'Iggens.' Her mind hissed as she felt pure rage boil through her as she went turn and send him to a nightmare world.

Abruptly the hand was jerked away and the sound of flesh hitting metal sounded the halls followed by a series of gasps. Gaz turned around only to have her eyes widen at what see saw. Their mashed against the locker denting it in fact was Iggens.

Gaz followed the arm around the large boy's neck only see Zim glaring at the squirming boy in his grasp. She looked to that Iggens feet didn't even touch the ground the alien was holding him so high. Gaz was impressed he was easily two hundred if not three hundred pounds yet here he was being held off the ground and denting a lock thanks to the strength and pressure of Zim hold.

Zim growled at the insect that dared touch little Gaz in such a way. This insignificant human-worm barely deserved to see the underside of her boot as it crushes his pathetic disgusting bulbous body. Since he dare defile her he shall take it upon himself to deal with this trash that calls itself human.

He leaned in close and said, "If you ever lay a hand on little Gaz again I will not hesitate to disembowel… you got it?" he said as he delivered a swift and hard punch to the large boys gut before he dropped him. Clutching his gut and gasping for air. Zim leaned down and growled.

"Got it?" He said once more and punctuated it with a kick that from the expression on Iggens face most likely cracked ribs.

Iggens could only nod as he lay their wheezing tiring desperately not to cry from the pain in his stomach and ribs.

"… Good." Zim said before standing and delivering a hard kick to the boy's gut to which he let out a good pain filled cry while losing the battle to keep his tears at bay. Zim then turned to the crowd of on lookers and said in an intimidating voice.

"Go to class." As if on cue the bell rang signaling that you had five minutes to get to class. Everyone quickly dispersed to their classes. Except for Zim and Gaz. Zim turned around only to come face to face with a pleased looking Gaz. 'Maybe he does notice me,' she thought as she stepped closer to him.

He looked at her and said "Hope he didn't scr-"but he was stopped by a pair of lips on his cheek. He became very hot as his cheeks turned a shade of dark purple. By which made Gaz took great pleasure in seeing.

"Thanks, but remember I don't need anyone to help me teach ignorant people like him a lesson." She said as she walked away.

He turned to watch her leave and couldn't stop staring at the way her hips moved. "Zim knows but such trash should not have to be taught by someone so much higher than themselves little Gaz."

Gaz stopped and turned half way around to speak to him. "Then did you, Zim, a person who sees himself as being above us lowly human decide to take a duty such as that upon yourself then?" She said raising an eyebrow at his smug smirk.

Zim chuckled and replied, "Zim, being the mighty Irken Invader that he is would never let someone of your caliber sully themselves with such trash." He pointed to Iggens limping down the opposite hall way towards the nurse to emphasis his point. "Plus little Gaz, Zim sees no reason not why he should have to justifie himself to you when I saved little Gaz." He smirked at her.

She frowned at all his reminders of her shorter stacher, but she still smirked at him deciding she was worth dealing with someone like Iggens. "Well it doesn't matter now, thanks Zim see ya round." Gaz turned and began walking again, and he again could not stop from glancing at her.

She was aware of him staring, in fact she had planned on it 'Well, today might not be so bad.' She thought walking into her first period.

AU: I would like to say sorry for all the wait and now editing of this story. I've been stuck in a serious depression and haven't had the will to write and now that I do I come back to find my old story complete garbage. So now I'm kind of back and will be trying to fix this mess and improve it.