Authors Notes; I figured it was about time for some fluffy ZaDr action =) I think I've tortured (mostly Dib) my loverly boys enough. Can you find the hidden message in my drabble-fic?

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Question; What's green and red and sore all over?

Answer;

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Admiration:

It took a few years of fighting, a few months of grudging truce, and a few weeks of volatile friendship before anything romantic began to spark between them - but it was worth it, because the recognition they both spent their lives searching for was clear and bright in each other.

Normal:

Dib was never a good human, Zim never an acceptable irken, but that was okay - together, things like that stopped mattering so much.

Impossable:

Zim was a few light-years away, abandoning the Earth and the Irken Elite together when he had to stop and look back - he could abandon everything he'd believed in and fought for, but he found himself returning for the one thing that believed in him back.

Reminiscance:

The lights above were dim, only bright enough to catch the glow of eyes, the dusk-tinted skin, and the little raised bumps that marked scar tissue, but that was enough, and they lay together naked and relaxed, remembering with laughter the years they spent denying what would inevitably bring them together.

Kisses:

It was with actions, and not words, which both the human and irken expressed themselves - unsurprisingly, it mattered little the difference between anger, duty, and love.

Everything:

Even if the Tallest rang his number once more, Zim found himself unable to imagine needing the recognition they had him beg for - all that he really needed was half-blind and asleep, drooling in his arms.

Nudity:

Though the Earth's general temperature was cooler then Irk, Dib's body heat was warmer then the computers heating system and as clothes were so swiftly discarded and replaced by heated lips and a hotter tongue, Zim barely noticed the difference as his clothes were torn from his body.

Love:

Apparently, Dib was finding out, an irken soldier could lie only to a point, while Zim denied human emotions, in the peek of pleasure, his mouth would run rampant with endearments just like any other love-struck fool.

Eager:

They fought for years, it was no surprise if you thought about it, the speed in which their clothes would fly at any given moment of the day.

Awed:

Zim was a soldier, he reminded himself, it was silly to be so endeared that Dib was brave enough to whisper 'I love you' without his tongue being tied, or his pleasure distracting him.

Reality:

The expression 'take a bullet for you' was all well and good, but Dib didn't know any other human that would 'take a bullet from you' and still fall in love.

Near:

Dib, blind as he was, couldn't see a thing without his glasses, but the lifetime habit of reaching for them as he woke stopped the first night he spent in the irkens bed - ever since then, Dib reached for Zim to make sure he was close, and real.

Idiots:

It was probably the history that lay between them, or the culture differences between their species, but after every fight, no matter the strength of it, they both knew how stupid is was to argue with someone as stubborn and strong as themselves.

Nothing:

Dib could capture Zim, any night that the irken fell into slumber before him, and the irken could kill the human, any night the opposite would happen - the only problem with either plan, was without the other, life was meaningless.

Green:

Maybe it just confirmed how sick they were, to fall in love with each other regardless of their species - but there was something satisfying to both, when they lay together and their skin felt and looked so unique and precious on the other.

Together:

Dib had as many mechanical organs as human one's now, Zim had as many human as irken - when it came to the end of the track for the human's life span, Zim wouldn't have him going alone.

Orbit:

It was nothing Zim hadn't seen before, and nothing he would have gotten out of bed to go do before either, but every time he found the human staring up at the sky, he would start up his cruiser and fly like he had nothing better to do then look at the same old stars again and again.

Loss:

Membrane didn't want a gay son, Gaz didn't want a brother anyway, the Tallest didn't want a small invader - the night these things were put on the table, it was the irken who whispered "our gain" and took away any ache from the partings, to replace it with a much more pleasant ache.

Occurrence:

Dib didn't take the first step towards the bedroom very often, no matter how many kisses and declarations he saw fit to grace his partner with, but when he did whisper with a certain tone, or lower his eyes with a certain heat, or kiss with a certain passion it was something Zim was never to busy to agree to.

Voyer:

Gir was sweet like a dog, playful like a child and dumb as a doorknob - but no matter the lack of intellect behind those watching eyes, he wouldn't listen to Zim until the little robot was out of the bedroom.

End:

The base was quiet, Gir shut down like a dog put to sleep, Zim and Dib lying on the seats in the irkens starship hovering in orbit, their breath labored and in tandem, "I love you," Dib whispered, as his eyes grew heavy, almost closing amongst his wrinkled skin, "I love you too," Zim promised, his hand squeezing the one held in his with pathetic strength, his own eyes dull against his equally colourless skin - Countless decades had passed, almost a century of them together, "Only the beginning," Zim whispered into the night, as the pair's tandem breath slowed, finally to stop.

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Final Authors Notes: Please don't hate me for the ending, love me for the century before. The sappiness of the final drabble needed to have a level of tragedy, it's what made it a little more real to me

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Those who find the hidden message, and give me either a new hidden message or mess of words will have both a one-shot and drabble-fest dedicated to them =3

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If you don't find the hidden message it will be posted on the one-shot posted after this, so don't look if ur still trying to work it out, lol.

Much Love,

Jaffa-chan

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