The Sickness

Disclaimers: All Invader Zim characters are owned by Jhonen Vasquez and are copied without permission. This story has been made for fun and not profit.

Writer's Note: This is the second Invader Zim story I've made so I'm still slightly new to this. The idea for this story kinda came to me while reading another fanfic I had come across. It had given me a lot of inspiration to write this story. This story mostly takes place around Zim becoming extremely sick and Dib tries to find a cure before Zim's illness gets out of hand. It also takes place around how it is in the series. This story might be a bit sad and very dramatic. So for the people who may get sad or upset easily, might not want to continue reading this story. Just a warning in case you are. (Rated PG-13 for suspense and drama.)

Part One

A luminous golden sun shimmered high above a distant city, accompanied by a few big sporadic clouds in the sky. The day was quite warm and beautiful, which was rather surprising for the beginning of September. Many sounds of cars and other vehicles hummed steadily as they headed toward their personal destinations. Though the day seemed bright, it did not match the mood of one of the citizens taking part at the city middle school. A young boy, around the age of twelve, wearing a black trench coat, and underneath was a pale blue shirt with a grey smiley face on the front with a neutral expression along, with a large pair of glasses. His hair was black and was in a scythe-like style. His name was Dib Membrane.

Dib sat at his desk near the window with a somewhat bored and annoyed expression on his face as his teacher, Miss Bitters continued to ramble on about doom and how the world will end; which Dib had long before lost interest. He turned his gaze toward the window at his left. He wondered what all this talk about doom and disasters would actually teach them. 'Maybe in case of the chance of an alien invasion.' Dib thought and soon turned his gaze over to his right. After doing so, his bored gaze soon changed into suspicion when it landed on the boy with bright green skin, no ears with black slicked back hair, and deep amethyst purple eyes; which was really disguise to hide that he was in fact Irken; an alien that had come to Earth not too long ago. He was wearing a red shirt along with black pants, boots, and gloves. A grey and red metallic device rested on his back. His name was Zim.

It had been nearly a year since Zim had first arrived on Earth. As much as he had tried to tell everyone what Zim really was, they thought he was crazy and didn't believe him. He knew that he would someday expose Zim for the horrible creature he was. Somehow, they would believe him. At that moment, Zim sat where he was, resting his head in his hand as he gazed apathetically at the open book in front of him. Dib continued to stare at the young Irken in his seat. There was something that Dib soon noticed a bit off about his rival. Zim seemed unusually tired and a bit sluggish. Dib also couldn't help but notice that Zim looked a bit pale, as if his face was drained of its natural color. Dib shook it off, assuming it was only his imagination. 'But what could Zim be up to?' Dib thought. 'I wonder what he could be planning.' The sudden bang on his desk caused Dib snap from his trance and turn around. His teacher stood in front of his desk, her hands still clutching the two inch thick book that now lay on his desk.

"Now that I have your attention, maybe you would like to answer my question." She sneered.

"Uh... I-... Um..." Dib stuttered.

"You should have been paying attention! Then maybe you would learn something." Miss Bitters snarled.

"Sorry, Miss Bitters." Dib replied.

"Yeah, Dib-Stink!" Zim smirked. "Maybe you could learn something with that big, filthy-" He was suddenly cut off as he let out a harsh cough, before going into a coughing fit.

Everyone began to stare as Zim's coughing began to get worse. After a few moments, the coughing stopped and Zim was able to catch his breath and he suddenly shivered. His expression soon became tired once again.

"Fools," He began, seeing everyone still staring at him. "I am completely fine. There is no need for you to observe me." Zim told them, trying his best to hold back another cough that was threatening to come.

The kids soon turned their attention back to what they were doing. Dib still kept his gaze on the young Irken sitting at his desk. Zim held back as another cough that threatened to escape him. The bell that finally rang, did not help the raging headache Zim had. Seeing the others leaving the room, the young Irken soon stood from his seat and suddenly began to feel dizzy, nearly losing his balance and falling over. After standing there for a brief moment, Zim soon let out a sigh and left the room. Dib stood near his desk, a look of suspicion on his face as he watched Zim leave.

"What are you up to?" Dib murmured as he watch the Irken leave.

Miss Bitters growled at him; making him go quiet. And soon Dib left the room, following behind Zim; toward the cafeteria.

So, here's part one to my story :D It's kinda short ^^; But I hope you like this chapter :) And I also hope to get more up soon :) R&R PLEASE! THANKS :D:D