Hiho everyone!
This is a classical ZaDr-rolepaly. It will be fluffy the first time, but maybe there will happening even MOOORE... stuff. Let's see.
I'm sorry for any typos, which occurs almost only in my Dib-parts. Because I'm a german guy, English isn't my native tongue, so.. I hope this explains it. Zim is played by EmilyTheKittyCat (DeviantArt) Dib is played by me
Enjoy!
Dib was walking to Skool like every day. But this wasn't a normal one, but the first day of High Skool. So he was kinda excited what will happen. Something told him that there would be quite a big change, a totally new challenge in his life. And this prediction also told him that it would involve Zim; strange... and in a way more than the usual fighting and loathing each other.
Meanwhile, Zim was already at Skool, looking over his new time-table, seeing the miserable Earth lessons he had to endure whilst on this spinning ball of rock. When he takes over, Skool and all it's horrible, germy, idiotic followers will be the first thing to be destroyed... And Dib. Oh, how he hated Dib. Always ruining his plans for world conquest. But maybe, this year would be different.
While Dib was whistling some nonsense melody, he began to muse about Zim. Would he even attend the Skool anymore?'I hope not' he was thinking...or at least that's what he wanna believe, but seriously after a while Dib would surely miss his "interactions" with Zim. Skool was indeed quite boring without that little lizard, who don't have a clue about almost all of the lessons and is mostly just staring in right ahead in class or digging evil glares in Dibs big head.
"Let's see"... Zim muttered to himself whilst starring at the board which had all students' classes and lessons. Science, English, PE then Art. 'What a load of useless knowledge.' Zim thought to himself. 'Now, who will I have to put up with this time?' Keef, M, Number One, Torque, Dib- "Oh no..." Dib... The miserable human... If anyone Zim did not want in his classes, it was him.
Entering the building and heading to his usual locker. He already knew that he would share most of his lessons with Zim. The first one today was Science. Dib was really curious if Zim would be here. And if that's the case, would he look differently? Taller? Different clothing? A more "human" behaviour to adapt more his classmates? Another...voice!?
'Might as well get to class... get another filthy day over with,' Zim thought to himself, walking towards the Science class. The smell of old sneakers, chewing gum and filthy humans could be smelt via his antennae, and he hated it. The usual sight of Torque beating up a smaller kid, the popular kids teasing someone less popular. Ms Bitters threatening a new student about being 'Doomed'. Zim sighed... The usual hell of Earth.
Just as he turned around away from his locker he was the small Irken rounding the corner at the far end of the hallway. Dib instantly mustered Zim's appearance. He was somewhat relieved to see, that he didn't changed at all. Well, maybe he had grown a little taller, but nothing else. Still that omnipotent from on his face, a slightly moving mouth like he was babbling under his breath and cursing all that "filthy hyoomans" around him (he was right in that case; they were pathetic). He and Zim didn't saw each other so much in the summer holidays. Surely Zim was in the underground part his base and planning evil stuff, but nothing bad happened to mankind by now. Still, Dib couldn't help to smirk just a little bit at his thoughts. Zim was still here. In Skool. And probably still trying to take over. Dib was so deep in his thoughts that he didn't saw where he was walking. Right in the direction of the classroom, yes. But also in the path of Zim...
Zim kept walking to the classroom, when another scent reached his antennae, human, but a different, more familiar smell... Dib. Oh well, He'd just ignore that miserable worm if he got annoying, like he always did. Zim remembered back in Elementary school when they worked together to stop Tak with her snack plan... Miserable female, and when him and Dib were turning into baloney. He couldn't help but smile at those memories... Dib was useful for something's...NO, he was a filthy human, and he was nothing compared to the amazingness that was ZIM. Zim quickly forgot those thoughts and carried on walking.
Still too busy with his mind to actually catch his surroundings Dib trotted along the hallway…
After a few moments he bumped into something massive and stopped. He looked up and saw that Torque Smacky turned around and was glaring really annoyed at him and grumbled: "OH man. No you again, you paranormal freak! I'm not in the mood to deal with you ANOTHER year!" And with that he threw his fist right into Dibs belly. He literally flew through the hallway and crashed painfully into his locker. Torque shouted after him: "And don't you DARE coming near me AGAIN! Because I wouldn't be so gentle in this case..." He laughed and strolled away in the class. Meanwhile Dib was cringing painfully on the floor and leaned to the locker while it was hard for him to breath. 'Damn. How could I survive this grade with that bastard? He's getting more brutally every year...'
Suddenly, Zim saw this flash of blue, black and peach zoom past him and smash into a group of lockers. When he looked up, he saw to his shock, that it was in fact Dib. He looked taller, and his hair seemed ever so slightly longer, but most importantly, his head was now bleeding from being hit with such force into the lockers. He should have been happy that Dib got injured, but for some reason, he didn't. He thought it was probably due to it not being him who had caused it. Zim made his way over to the taller teen to see if he was ok, which was weird for Zim, but, for that moment, he was actually WORRIED about Dib.
His eyes closed as waves of pain were washing over his body and threatened to rip his chest Dib suddenly heard rushing, tripling footsteps heading towards him he slowly opened his eyes and lifted his head with some effort. It was Zim. 'God, no! He saw it all. Beaten up so badly. And now I'm lying here, cringing on the floor. I bet he just want to make fun of me. That's so humiliating... Please, just let me alone.' Dib thought and suddenly he felt a wet stream along his cheeks. He started crying. In front of Zim! He didn't care about the other pupils, but Zim was his rival, his arch nemesis.
He couldn't be weak around him and not fall so low to CRY in his presence! When Zim arrived at his spot, Dib quickly dropped his head, so very ashamed in this moment and foolishly hoping that Zim won't see him crying. He took a deep (painful) breath before speaking and mumbled: "P-Please...Zim. Just g-go away! I don't- Deep breathe "-want to see you...right stupid...lizard." Man, that was an empty threat.
Zim stared blankly at the human, wondering what to do. Usually in battles that he was trained for, when a soldier was wounded they'd stand straight back up and fight until they either died of blood loss, or defeated the enemy... But now, the Dib-human was sitting here, asking for him to go away, an- wait, was the Dib, Crrrryyying? The Dib-filth never cries, not in front of Zim anyway... Zim looked around to see no-one else caring or having the time to even look at Dib. "Uh... Dib-human? Are you ok?" Zim asked. What did the humans do to people who were crying? He'd seen GIR watch some pretty horrible Earth TV shows about when a female human started crying, a male human knelt down to the others' level. Is that what you do with Earth males too? He didn't know. So, he knelt down anyway, trying to look at Dib's face, but from the looks of things, he didn't want to look up.
Letting his tears now streaming and falling into his lap, Dib heard Zim saying something, but it wasn't an insult, neither an evil laugh. Not even a chuckle. He just asked if Dib was okay. 'Do I look like I am okay?!' he thought and grumbled while gritting his teeth...But wait! It was Zim who's asking that. And it sounded sincere too. 'Why did he ask that? Does he CARE about my well-being? No way! This must be some bad joke again like always. Yeah. That's more like Zim!' Now Dib was getting angry at the Irken. He opened his eyes and tried to spat yell at him:
"It's none...of your business...ZIM! Why do you...even care?! Just leave me alone here...I can handle this...by myself, ya' know! I don't...need your pity, jerk!" And with that he made an attempt to stand up, while using his locker for support. He stood there a few moments; he took a breath when suddenly a sharp pang was shooting through his ribcage, sending him right down to the filthy floor again. "AAAAAAHHH! DAMN! Holy shit, that hurts! That stupid jerk..."
Zim wasn't at all affected by the human's words to try and get him away; instead he just kept thinking about that one question, 'Why do you even care?' To be honest with himself, he didn't know. He should be laughing right now, cheering, for his enemy was now on the germy ground, writhing in pain. But no, he actually wanted to help. Was something wrong with his Pak? Invaders show mercy to NO-ONE! Not even their team members! But now, Zim just blinked, and looked to where Dib was currently holding. His ribcage. That must be where it hurt the most. Weak human bones, could possibly be broken. No wonder, this WAS Torque's doing after all. Zim edged slightly closer. "You stupid human. You need help..." Zim turned his head to an angle to try and think better.
'He is right...' It was hard to admit for Dib. He definitely needed quick help. Breathing was getting harder and his ribs felt like there were burning. Probably several broken ones. But almost worse that the actual pain was the fact, that he would need the help of ZIM! He couldn't stand for long without proper support, let alone walking. And still the Irken seemed to be the only one who cared about him in this moment (or in general). 'Damn...I need his help! There's no way to deny it. But I can't ASK him. I just can't bring myself to do that'. After he struggled some more in his mind about it, he tried to stand up again, both hand on the locker, turned some more to Zim and quickly let himself fall into his arms, just hoping he would be able to take his weight and sustain him, preventing him from falling again on that miserable floor.
Zim's eyes widened a bit when he saw a falling Dib coming towards him '...Oh Irk...' But, he caught him, stumbling a bit admittingly, but still caught him. He quickly put his arms around the boy's torso, trying to keep him upright. He knew he shouldn't be helping a human, WHAT WOULD THE TALLEST SAY!? Thinking about it though... what they don't know won't hurt them. He checked to see if anyone was still around. When he saw no-one was looking, he quickly used his Pak legs to regain his balance and adjust the human so he wasn't putting any un-needed pressure onto any of his ribs. He quickly retracted them, and glanced at the boy. "Now what, human?" Zim grunted, pretty annoyed that he'd have to move the human to get help and considering that the boy was taller than him, made it difficult for Zim to act as a support for him.
Although he hoped to be caught, Dib was still surprised that Zim actually did it and even tried to prevent more pain to his ribs. So he DID care after all... Dib cringed a bit when Zim used his PAK legs but was instantly frozen when he felt two lanky arms draping tightly around his waist. He couldn't help but blushing and that gesture. As The Irken stumbled, he tried to balance his weight a bit. Because Zim was so small, he gently gripped at his shoulders. "Umm...thanks I guess...Zim." Dib closed his eyes again and unintentionally pressed himself to the smaller being just some more. Zim was warm. Being held by him felt oddly relaxing, lessening the pain. But now was no time for him to drift off. Not now... "Need to go...t-to the...Nurse's Office."
Zim went slightly rigid when he felt the human press himself against him. 'Probably just dizziness, stupid human'.
"Nurse's office, right", Zim murmured to himself. That was on the other side of the skool...Great, just great... More time and energy into moving the human. Zim started walking slowly at first, to make sure Dib could actually walk,but once the small steps were out of the way, he starting walking slightly faster. 'The sooner we get there, the sooner I can stop being used as a support' he thought.
Now walking behind Zim on his right side, Dib concentrated on his feet, carefully taking one good step after the other. He also noticed that has stopped crying. He smiled just a tiny bit. But there was still the question: Why? What were Zim's motives? "Zim. Why...are you doing...this. You could have...just...Ouch...let me sit down there...and get to...your class. While...laughing about...my inferior...fragile body. That would be more...like you." But of course Dib was very grateful for Zim's help; he just didn't understand it all. 'Maybe it got something to do with my prediction that morning. That something between us would change' Now deep in thought again, Dib kept stumbling along Zim, holding onto his slim shoulders and shallowly breathing against the Irken's neck.
Zim thought about this for a while, blushing a bit from the feel of Dib's breathe on his neck."Well, for starters, Science is boring, I learnt all I need to know on Irk at the military training, secondly, yes, your body is inferior and stupidly fragile. And third, Zim doesn't know. There may be something wrong with his Pak, but I assure you, I will NEVER help you again, stinking human". Zim carried on staring at the ground, making sure not to harm Dib's ribs any more than they already were. Torque could be quite aggressive with no purpose... Stupid-germy-smelly-humans... Even Irkens didn't attack someone for no reason, only if they feel threatened, annoyed by the thing in question, or are ordered to attack. Heh... Zim smirked. Maybe this is enough of a reason to injure the junk-headed human. Only ZIM could harm HIS enemy, NO-ONE ELSE!
Dib listened to him carefully. Zim was right. First: Science was boring at Skool, at least "Real Science." Maybe because it's too easy and uneventful in Dib's mind. He still loved paranormal stuff and all the uncovered secrets out there... Second: 'Yeah, Zim's a soldier after all. Small, but so full of power sometimes. I quickly learned to not underestimate him'. And last but not least, Dib should have felt inferior and worthless in this moment, getting major help from Zim. But for some reason, he didn't felt any of that. Just gratitude and pain. Odd. All the while Zim was silent, seemed to be in his own thoughts right now. The Nurse's Office soon came into view. Dib was relieved, hoping to get some painkillers and being sent home for a few days for getting better in his comfy bed. 'But if ribs are really broken, I will get an X-Ray scan or something like that...' He didn't liked doctors at all. He let out a tiny whimper at the thought of all that medical instruments and bright lights...
Zim suddenly got snapped out of his thoughts by a whimpering noise coming from the boy next to him. "Is your pain really that bad Dib-human?" Zim asked, not understanding what was wrong. Had he put extra pain on the boy without realizing it? He looked up and saw the Nurse's Office door getting closer with each step. 'Thank Irk' Zim thought.
"Actually no. I'm...just...ummm s-scared...of Doctors... and all their...stuff" Dib hated to admit that, but Zim earned a true answer after all that happened. "So maybe...my idea with...the N-Nurse's Office wasn't...so good." He tried to sound apologetically and hoped he wouldn't upset Zim with that. Dib stopped walking right before the Office door and tensed.
"So what now, human? No nurse, no school." Zim asked, tapping his foot impatiently, looking around the corridors which were now completely void of any life. Unless you counted all the bugs that were eating off the decay of once living plants on shelves by the windows.
Should he really ask Zim that? Should he really risk his safety with that? 'No. Come on, that's stupid, Dib!' He instantly warned himself. But suddenly there was another dose of pure pain shooting in his ribs. His entire chest now felt like it was on fire. Dib cringed, held one hand to his ribcage and gripped desperately with the other on Zim's shoulder. This time he bit back a scream and whimpered pitifully in agony. 'All right, I'll ask him!' "Zim! Could...we go...t-to your base...m-maybe? Surely you...got some...m-medical equipment...there..." Another shot of pain "P-Please?! I need y-your help..."