This is like...a 'I shouldn't have written this story' because I probly should have been working on my other unfinished stories. ROFL anyway, more ZADR (of course) and just like....ugh..
The Irken smiled smuggly as he walked closer to the teenager. A gloved hand slowly brushed up Dib's upper torso. The hand mades its way to his face, tracing his chin. Then, tracing his lips. Dib closed his eyes in enjoyment. He grabbed the collar of Zim's shirt, pulling him into a kiss. Dib's hands searching Zim's head for his wig, suddenly pulling it off. Followed by wet lips on the human's neck. One of Zim's antenna were within a centimeter of Dib's mouth. Dib brought him closer and began to lick his antenna. Zim shivered.
"Stop," Zim whispered raising a damp antenna."Zim believes he hears your sibling walking toward your door. Dib furrowed his brow. The human slowly walked to his door, looking through to key hole. Gaz was, indeed there, but she was staring perplexed at something beyond the vision of the key hole. He sighed, he going to have to tell her he was gay sometime. Would he? He couldn't keep his boyfriend in the closet. He furiously turned around. Zim smiled at him.
"My place?" He smirked. He sat on Dib's bed.
"Not tonight." Dib sat down next to Zim on the bed, leaning against him. The alien gently kissed Dib's head. He began stroking Dib's hair.
Gaz stopped, staring at a portrait of her brother on the wall. She pondered on what the hell was going on in the dark room that Dib claimed as his. Was he sleeping? Was he dead? Was he gone? Gaz chuckled at the thought. I hope he is. That'll give me peace, finally. She sighed. She was worried about her brother, though she hated him. But what could she do about it but wonder.
She walked towards the door, her hand shaking as it slowly came close enough to touch the knob. She flinched. This was wrong. Gaz stopped. She walked at a quick pace back to her room. She slammed the door and leaned against it. Her back slowly slid down the door until her bottom reached the floor. Gaz closed her eyes, she needed to know.
"Zim?" Dib asked. "What time is it?" With a loud beeping noise a mechanical rod arose from Zim's Pak, it shot out a hologram of a strange Irken clock.
"Nine o' clock, as you would say on Earth." He said as the rod retracted back into his Pak.
"Crap! It's almost time for Mysterious Mysteries." Zim looked at Dib, confused.
"And what's that?"
"My absolute fave TV show," Dib bragged springing off the bed. He grabbed Zim's wig off the floor and handed it to him.
"Watch it with me!" He squeaked. Zim frowned.
"Do I have to?" He made a pouty face. "Why can't you stay up in your room with Zim?" Zim put back on his dislodged fake hair.
"B-but," was all Zim managed to gasp as Dib pulled him to the living room. The alien sat on the couch and handed the remote to the teenager who eagerly took the remote and plopped down next to him. Dib turned on the TV just as the Mysterious Mysteries theme song began. Dib snuggled next to Zim as the host began to talk about Chickenfoot. Zim rolled his artificial eyes. How stupid. he thought.
"How do you watch this shit?" Zim asked.
"Very happily." He smiled as he scooted closer to Zim. A phone started to ring, it was the normal kind of telephone ring it was strange. It was coming from...Zim?
"Why the hell are you ringing Zim?" Dib asked. Zim shrugged.
"No one ever calls me." He said bringing out a small glistening sphere into his lap. He pressed a button somewhere on the device and yet another hologram appeared, though it showed the Irken Symbol. A female Irken appeared on the hologram.
"Hello....Zim."
SUSPENSE!!! –insert scary music here- lol XD can you guess who the mysterious irken is? And what about Gaz? :O