Hello everyone! This is a one shot story I'm submitting to my new profile! It's not much; it was an English assignment in freshman year. I made people cry. ;) Oh, and it switches POV's at one point, just to warn ya!

Enjoy! :3

Rain.

Earth's way of crying for her children...

The sound: surrounding Zim as he sat in dead silence by his window. His face covered with the evidence of past, as well as present, tears. With his knees tucked safely under his chin and his arms draped around them in a protective embrace, a small noise escaped him as his eyes began to leak again.

She'll be back in soon, he thought, peering out the window like a hawk. She just got side tracked with the time and will be back in the house soon, all soaking wet...and...and...s-she'll smile at me...and...

Louder noises now navigated from him as he began to wail like the rain outside.

The Earth was crying with and for him. She wanted to make him better with her warm winds and embrace him with her dazzling sun rays. But...she knew she couldn't do anything for her poor, sorrowing alien.

He continued, wishing - scratch that - pleading she would come back in the house, so he could dry her off and tell her he loved her...

Even if she was gone from this Earth...

Forever.

Useless.

Everything in here was useless!

Shaking violently, I curled my fist, sending one piece of machinery after another across the laboratory.

The sound.

The terrible pelting noise that echoed all around me like a never ending clock.

The rain.

I hated it.

It was pointless to think that science could bring back the dead! Science could not give life...

My knees caved in under me as they turned into Jell-O; I fell on them. From my throat came loud, in-human roars, followed by a rapid flow of tears. "Why," I found myself screaming. "Why won't you give her back to me? GIVE HER BACK! Give me back what is mine!"

I crashed down onto my side, my right shoulder slamming onto the hard floor. I ignored the pain, cradling my head tightly in my arms as my knees came up to my chest. The sound echoed all around me, blending with my roars and increasing my tears.

My tear strained eyes glared at everything with in my destroyed house, wanting to somehow make it all go away. I hated it all: The house, the machines, and especially the retching pain in my heart.

She loved the rain... and loved it much she did.

I couldn't stand it anymore.

The touch, sight, sound...all of it...

But most of all... I despised the Earth... for snatching my heart and replacing it with liquid fire... with slight drops of agony to top it.

My love, the only one I ever wanted, was now beyond my reach...

But I wasn't sad.

Actually, I don't think I can be sad anymore... a new feeling began to boil in my heart and run in my veins. Whatever this was, it made me stand up in order to bellow long and loudly to where the house shook and the ground quacked with its force. The earth seemed to fall into dead silence after wards. The rain didn't lighten up...but it was silent...all...was silent.

Things began to blur in my vision as I rapidly looked around, shunning the feeling of lightheadedness. The next few minutes are a blur...all I know was that every time thunder decided to clap or lightning tried to flash her light, I would howl as a piece of me disappeared into the darkness of my never ending agony.

It's just like they say:

Anger and Agony are better than misery. But Misery loves company...

Very much so, indeed.