-Zim-
After drying the paste off from my shower, i walk out of the bathroom in only a towel and pak. Makeing my way to the closet for some clothes , when about midway, the phone rings. Anticipateing gir to get it, i continue on my way to the closet. But he never answered it. It just rings and rings. Eventualy it just goes strait to voice message. "That stupid robot! He must be at another one of those stupid raves again." I deside to listen to see who it is. "Zim? Zim, are you there? Its Dib. Please pick up.~" the dib. His voice, its filled with longing and angst. Relizeing that something is wrong, and i leap across the room to answer the phone. "Hello?"

"Zim! Zim is that you?"

"Yes. It tis i, the amazing Ziiiiim! Why? Whats the matter?"

"Um... can i come over? Its kinda urgent."

"Why, of course. You are my dib-human, and this is my base, so since the both you belong to me, you may come to my base any time you need to."

"Um... yeah... great. Thanks. I'll be over in a minute." *click*

I walk back to my closet, put on my disguise and some pants. Sudenly, the door bell rings. Figureing its just dib, i dont bother with a shirt.

I walk into the living room, to find dib on my couch, stareing at the cieling, mind obviosly wandering. He seems so distant, i just want to join him, to the land inside his mind. But, i can't. So i settle for joining him on the couch. My limp body, lying with his warm body is almost like paradise, but stuck here on earth. The feeling of my cold skin yanks him back into reality. "Zim! I didnt see you."

"And i didnt know you walked in, dib-stink."

"Oh. Sorry. I just figured you were probably busy and want to bother you, so i just let myself in. I though you would probably come back up eventualy."

"Dont you think that if i had time to answer the phone, i would have time to answer the door?"

"Yeah... i guess so." He thinks for a moment and wispers "I'm sorry." A little suprised, i run my fingers through his soft hair. "Its okay dib. Besides, i was just getting out of the shower."

"Is that why you have on your disguise and pants, but no shirt?"

"Well, asumeing it was just you, i didnt want to bother with a shirt. But in case it wasnt, i thought i should still put on my disguise."

"Oh, so what if one of these days, it wasnt just me? Huh?"

"What do you mean?"

"What i mean is, what if i'm gone? What if i'm gone, and someone comes to the door, and just like now, you assume its just me, and you answer the door like... like... like this?!" Emotion stirs in his voice. Feeling like the quetion goes much deeper than that, i reply with "this isnt just about me answering the door shirtless, is it? So tell me, what was your original reason for coming here?"

"What? Am i not allowed to get a spontainiosly get the urge to see you?!"

"No, you are. But you said it was urgent. Also, it doesnt exactly help your case that your practicaly flooding emotions, and your drifting off into your lala land deeper than usual. So i just want know your reason."

"I am not flooding emotion!" He screams. I wipe some tears from his eyes, show them to him, and say "See? Flooding." And thats when he breaks down into total, full on tears. And with every tear he sheds, he sobs into my chest "I dont wanna die. I dont want to die."

I dont know what happened at that clinic, and i dont know what the hell is going on in his head. But one thing is for sure. It cant possibly be good.

Chapter two end