This is the first story ever uploaded…so please bear that in mind -sweat drop-

Yuko: I say it sucks

;-; Your so mean!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Invader Zim characters; they belong to Jhonen Vasquez, and are quite happy with him. I only own Yuko, me, and the story. I just borrow the characters from time to time because I need someone to torture XD -swapped by Yuko- Oi! .o

They believe they know me better then I know myself.

They think they know all there is to know about me; all my thoughts, all my quirks, all my emotions.

They think I'm an idiot. A blubbering fool who can do nothing but destroy them. And they're right; in a way.

I am no fool. Everything that I do is done with careful thought, calculations, planning. Ever since I was a smeet I was always planning out my movements, weighing my options, considering the can and can't.

And I can only destroy them. That is my life purpose; to burn their mighty empire to the ground, to make them pay for all their stupid mistakes.

When the transmission goes off, I know they laugh at the black screen, thinking I'm the blind moron I play myself as. But what they don't know is I laugh right back. Because I have them so easily fooled it is most defiantly laughable.

They are not the only ones. The earth smeets whom I dawdle with see me as a maniac, someone with half their brain in contact.

Only one sees me for whom I am. Momentarily I pause, gazing thoughtfully into air, bringing up the image of that particular boy. Molten gold eyes, silk black hair, and of course that adorable scythe set so cutely atop his head.

Not that I'd ever voice those thoughts allowed. He would make a wonderful mate indeed, but I know he would never accept my invitations. To him I am no more then a blood-thirsty alien out to conquer his planet. That was never my intentions, of course, but he would not believe me if I told him.

A sad sigh escapes my lips as I gaze at the roof of my lab, tapping the counter top with my claws. He sees right through my disguise…and yet only through the one I wear on the outside.

Never in a million years would he guess what goes inside my mind. He likes to imagine he does and I let him; anything to make the beautiful boy happy.

Sometimes I wish things could be different. I let myself imagine that I am a normal human, one worthy of his affection. Someone he would look at with more then just hate, someone he could trust all his worries to.

Its nights like these I waste away crying softly to myself. I curse the Tallest for placing me on this planet, for putting me through so much pain. It makes my hatred grow, my desire to punish them burn brightly in my veins.

Giving a gentle sob I wipe away my tears, forcing myself to stand tall. Snatching my contacts and wig from the counter I slip them on, preparing myself for another miserable day of skool where I will once again get in a fight with the one I secretly long for.

"Farewell my Tallest. Have a nice day in your pointless lives." I whisper to the black screen, before stalking from my lab in a rush.

As I step outside, momentarily blinded by the light, I blink back more tears that threaten to fall. One day they will suffer. One day they would all see how much they had wronged me, who they thought they had fooled but in reality had been fooled by.

And maybe, just maybe, Dib would see me for who I am. All my hopes are dashed as the boy comes into site, cold sneer on his face.

"What's wrong, Zim?"

"Nothing, dib-stink!"

Just another day in my miserable little life. But soon things will be better; at least that's what I keep telling myself.

It's all that gets me by these days.

Fin. I may write a sequel to it…depends how I feel and if anyone reviews. So…R&R if you want more