Hello all! I am starting ANOTHER story. I just don't feel like theres enough ZAGR so I'm writing more. I know I'm not done with my other story, "Want". I'm still working on it... but I decided to work on TWO and the SAME TIME! WOO! GO ME!

I thought of this one the other night at my cousins house. We were both drunk off our asses. I love drinking away pain.. . . ';

The next day I had the worst hangover, and got the idea to do this. I know there are plently that already start in bars. But this one shall be different. Believe me... BELIEVE ME I SAID!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this story, except the story itself. So leave me alone.

Warnings: ZAGR. Much drinking. who knows what else... .

Chapter 1

A Lonely Night

It was already dark when I found myself walking into the Lonely Nights bar. Upon entering my nostrils immediatly filled with the putrid smell of stale cigarette smoke, vomit, and alcohol. The smell made me sick at first, and I thought about leaving. I stood in the doorway gagging from the stench until I finally could withstand to walk further into the room.

I headed straight for the bar and took a seat upon one of the many stools. As I waited for service I looked around the room. Many humans gathered here for socializing, and many came simply to escape the pain this world caused them. Can you guess why I was here?

It had been many years since I first landed on this rotting planet, conquest being the only thing on my mind. I was young and stupid at the time. The day after I had set up my base of operations I immediatly enrolled myself into the local school system. I was place in the 6th grade. But many years passed. I grew tired of my mission after many of my attempts to conquer this planet failed.

I guess I was in my junior year in highschool when my leaders finally broke the news to me. My mission was a fraud. They really had no ideal a planet was even here. After that I went down. I hardly ever went to school anymore, I was seen numerous times without my disguise. My final plan was to simply go to the Dib-human and turn myself in.

That night I walked to his door, wearing no disguise. Only it wasn't Dib who answered the door. Instead, it was his younger sister, Gaz. I felt her eyes on me, and then I felt her hand slap hard against my face. "What are you doing!" she had screamed.

She saved me from death that night. She took me in, helped me get back to normal, and comforted me when I needed it most. I stayed with her that night, as well as many nights after that. Whenever I was lonely she was there for me. But not anymore.

I graduated a year before her, and a year later she was gone. College. As bad as I wanted to go with her, I couldn't. So I was once again alone. And now I find myself here. 23 in Earth years, and lost and alone for life.

Finally getting impatient with the bartender, I raised a finger to get his attention.

"What can I get you?" He asked as he finally approached.

I thought a second before answering, "A glass of whiskey. No ice." I had a feeling I would be here awhile, probably spending every penny in my pocket.

Soon after my request, the man, a slight smile on his face, slid the glass of liquor towards me. I picked it up and immediatly took a large gulp of the burning liquid. I shuddered involuntarily at the taste. I then looked back up at him, "Just keep 'em coming okay?" He nodded and got another glass ready for when I finished my current one.

I sighed and took another drink. What a horribly lonely night...

I was very lonely, and wanted to escape the world around me, even for just a little while. I reached into my pants pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. Pulling one out, I lit it and lazily took a drag. As the smoke exited my lungs I took another sip from my glass. I shuddered again. No matter how many times I came here to drink, the taste and burning of the liquid never changed.

I'm not sure how long I was there. But I do know I started to get the full affects of the alcohol soon after my first glass. I kept drinking. Before I knew it the barkeeper refused me sale of any more liquor. Didn't matter, I had ran out of money anyway.

I spun myself around on my stool and stared out across the room, my vision slightly blurred. I watched the people conversing, playing pool, puking, and drowing themselves as I had just done. I lifted an anntenae under my wig listening to mellow sounds of music coming from the speakers around me.

"I was standing all alone against the world outside.

You were searching for a place to hide.

Lost and lonely now your giving me the will to survive.

When we're hungry, love will keep us alive."

The Eagles. What a horrid thing to be playing at a bar, where people come to escape pain. Why remind them of it with such sad lyrics? I tuned the rest of the song out and stumbled off my stool. I looked around the room, my eyes resting on a lone human female. I walked over to her.

"Hey there.." I said, my words slurring together. She stared at me for awhile.

"What do you want?" She asked irritated that some drunk loser was speaking to her.

But, the alcohol had long taken affect, so I didn't notice her irritation. "Wanna come home with me?" I grinned, to drunk to realize what I was doing.

SMACK!

I fell down, my head spinning from the slap I had just recieved. I shakily got back up. "Bitch..." I walked back to my stool, alone.

What a horrible night.