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So I decided to write another chapter for Graveyards of Understanding. It is a very short chapter, but I did not want to leave the story hanging. I hope you like it and sorry if it is depressing. I am kind of depressed myself right now so expect some angst-filled stories :(. Reviews greatly appreciated.

I do not own Invader Zim or the characters. This is purely fan-made.

Zim finally caught up with her on the skool steps. Unaware, Gaz had been followed by the Irken all day. He had tried multiple times to talk to her, but would quickly decide against it and remain silent. She had seen him standing a few feet away every now and then, staring her down, though she did not know he had been meaning to talk to her. He finally gathered up his courage enough to do so when skool ended. She sat on the steps, waiting for Dib, and did not hear him step behind her.

"Gaz?"

She turned, shielding her eyes from the sun, frowning up at him.

"What is it, Zim?"

He took a seat beside her to which she immediately pulled back. She was not used to close contact, especially from Zim. But he remained.

"I wish to apologize."

"For?" she rose an eyebrow.

"I was angry with you because I did not know why you were so unhappy all the time. But…"

Her face fell as if she knew what he was going to say.

"But…?" she pushed.

"I found out why yesterday," he sighed. "Your parental-unit, err your mother, she is deceased?" Although he saw the grave with his owns eyes, he still questioned the girl, oddly enough hoping that he was wrong. The emotions quickly flashed across her face, almost too quick for Zim to catch. At first, her face fell into that of sadness. He could see the pain from within spilling over. But soon, she grew angry. With eyebrows furrowed, she snatched her Game Slave off of the stone steps and stood.

"It doesn't matter, Zim. Just leave me alone," she hissed as she walked away.

He opened his mouth, lifting an arm after her as if hoping she would return, but she never did. Instead, he watched her round the corner and disappear out of sight.

She sighed.

Out of sight, out of mind… she thought to herself solemnly.

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Hope you liked it. If you think it should continue further, just let me know. I have been spending a lot of time on Alien of the Opera and it is nice to take a break every now and then. Though, I think it only has one more chapter left until it is finished. But don't worry. I will surely write tons of Zagrs in the future. Thanks for reading.

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