Bits and Pieces

by DeathlyFlames

Drabbles about Zim and Dib. They have no real story or plot behind them, they're just disconnected chapters of emotion and thought. Chapters 3 and 4 are two related chapters. Rating changed to M for violence and sexual situations.

1. Become One

Author's Note: I wrote this in the middle of playing Fatal Frame 2. If you have ever played it you'll understand.

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My grip tightened around his throat. His skin was soft and I could feel his heartbeat. The gentle thudding beat steadily against my fingers. He was so warm against my chilled skin. I could see the terror in his eyes and I could feel his fear. As my hands squeezed, a small noise escaped from his throat. I was causing him so much pain. I loved it. I never wanted this moment to end. I wanted to see the life slowly draining from his eyes forever. He was whispering something. It was so quiet I had to lean close to his face to hear. "I hate you." He said. I could see it in his caramel irises that he really meant it. I heard nothing else as his lids closed over his eyes forever. I smiled and removed my hands. I was one with him.