I Want to be Beside You
Summary: After five years, Tak and Zim decide to put their differences aside and decide to go out. What happens when Dib starts to show his jealousy towards the two? Will Zim notice? Or will he just let Dib suffer?
Warning: Boy/Boy, A LOT OF ANGST!
Pairings: Tak/Zim, Dib/Zim
Angst
Dib watched them. He watched intently at the two aliens showing affection. Not like he cared, he just . . . doesn't know how to put it in logical terms.
"Oh! Who cares about Zim and Tak being together anyways?" Dib asked himself, sulking at a nearby bench near the school. He watched them from the corner of his eyes. Zim watched him place a kiss on Tak's cheek. Dib sighed. He wished Zim would kiss him on the cheek. He wishes, with all the hope he has, that Tak would possibly break up with Zim. Just one chance would be nice. But no. He knew, and knew it very well, that this chance was one and a million.
Dib sighed. There was nothing he can do, nothing at all.
"What did Zim see in Tak anyways?" he, once again, mumbled to himself. He looked at the ground and looked at his reflection on the puddle that was formed from the previous night. He kicked the puddle, making the water jump into the air and land with a "splash."
Thoughts couldn't express Dib's emotions. He was lost deep inside his feelings. He thinks and thinks. . . but, what can he do? Those feelings won't go away unless he has Zim for himself. But, even so, it is impossible for Zim to have feelings for him. Whatever Dib does, Zim makes fun of it or denies it. It was just pure hate for them. Just as it was meant to be.
Just then the school bell rang, pulling Dib out of his thoughts. The boy then stood up and walked to forward to the school's entrance and to his first period class with Zim. He quickly took his seat by the window and looked at the foggy sky. Today, he didn't feel like paying attention, he just wanted to let go and just relax instead of having to see Zim with Tak every day and having the tension creep up on him slowly. But, today was not the weekends or Summer Vacation. It was Thursday and whether he liked to be in school or not. . . he needs to. Dib sighed. Today was going to be a really long day. Maybe a little longer than the previous days.
The late bell rang, signaling that it was time for class.
By Now, I Hope You Know I'm Talking About You
To add to Dib's worries, his name was called next to do a poem presentation. Dib sighed and walked in front of the class with his notebook. He wasn't a major at literature and wasn't planning to be. Believe him, it took a while to get into a topic and make a poem. It took him more than three hours to do so.
He looked down at his notebook and flipped to the page where his poem was written.
Crimson
By Dib Membrane
Crimson was the color of the eyes I used to know.
Crimson was the eyes that looked down upon me.
Crimson was like a red sea, whose wave I loved the most.
By now that crimson color must be long gone.
I turn and turn but could not see the crimson eyes.
What was the price to pay to see that color once more?
How I miss those eyes that left me.
I wish those eyes can see that I miss it.
Dib then closed his notebook and walked back to his seat, hearing, for once in his life, claps of appreciation. But that doesn't actually cut it. He turned to look at Zim who in return looked back at him.
Crimson was like a red sea, whose wave I loved the most.
By now that crimson color must be long gone.
Dib replayed. Yes, he was right. . . Zim was long gone, along with the crimson eyes Dib loved the most. Zim slowly turned away from him. Dib turned away from Zim. Dib stared at the clock. Zim stared at the clock. For another hour they both need to endure this class and the constant stares they give each other.
Sighs.
Time, should be faster.