AN: Due to some good reviews on my oneshot this is my sequel to perfect enemy. It's the morning after Zim brought Dib home and bandaged him up. On to the fiction of the fandom!! w00t!!
Perfect Love
chapter one
morning after
Dib drifted slowly awake, squinting at the digital clock on his night stand he noticed it was almost noon. He tried to sit up but stopped halfway through the motion as a pain tore through most of his body and he realized there was a green arm draped over him. So it hadn't been a dream. It was all very real. The memories from the night before came flooding back to him rather quickly.
He remembered being carried through the inferno that had at one time been Zim's base. He could almost smell the smoke and feel the heat of the flames as the memories played through his mind. Somewhere it registered in his mind what he'd done before being carried out of the burning base. He'd made a serious leap of faith when Zim had stopped singing. Of course kissing the enemy could also count as a death wish, he wasn't sure which it was for him.
It slowly dawned on him that he was very badly hurt and Zim was now without a place to stay. Then a thought hit home rather sharply. "Wow, Zim has nothing left..." With that thought spoken the aforementioned alien slowly opened his disguised ruby eyes and groaned. When he had thoroughly rubbed the sleep from his eyes the little irken stretched and looked at Dib rather pathetically. "So," He drew that single word out very slowly. "It was all real?" The question caught Dib off guard and he nodded in response, causing small spots to dance in his vision.
Zim looked over the boy critically and quietly stated the need for medical treatment. Dib only looked questioningly at the alien in front of him. "Where is the place where your sick are treated?" Dib stared at him disbelievingly. "You mean you don't even know where the hospital is?" //Just great I'm not only at the complete mercy of an alien who not only lost everything, but he doesn't know how or where to treat me. How do I always manage to dig myself not a grave but a freaking catacomb??//
"Maybe I'll just alert your parental figure to your injuries and just tag along..yes that should work. I'll return shortly." Before Dib could protest his mouth was captured by a pair of green lips in a maddeningly tender kiss.
After a few tormentingly wonderful seconds Zim broke away from the kiss and was gone. That breif tender display of affection left the boy's head spinning, his heart in a blender, and his stomach on spin cycle. He was suddenly a mess of emotions. Happy, unsure, melancholy, anxious, nervous, but most of all he was confused. Why was Zim so affectionate and nice all of a sudden? That single question burned itself into Dib's mind, making his stomach knot and his insides squirm.
After a few minutes Zim opened the door and lead in professor Membrane himself. "Well Son your little foreign friend says you got hurt last night, do you need to go to the hospital?" Dib wondered exactly what Zim had told his father but decided he'd find out soon enough. "Yeah, I think I might need medical attention Dad." The professor nodded and picked up his son very carefully when Zim tugged on Membrane's lab coat while looking up at the scientist with big pleading eyes. "Do you mind if I keep him company while he recovers?" Membrane laughed and patted Zim on the head. "Of course you can keep him company while he heals!" And with that they were off to the hospital.