I'll see you for who you are Ch 2 Have we met before?, an invader zim fanfic

Greetings! It's been a while since I posted anything at all. I hope you like this story I reciently came up with... and bare with me if it is not what you usally expect from a ZADR.

Thanks!

The " x " is a page braker. Italics are for thoughts or highlighted words.

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CHAPTER 2. Have we met before?

While Dib almost stamped his face against the bathroom mirror to make sure his eyes weren't paying tricks on him, an annoyed grunt came from behind. He – or, rather, she – turned around and saw Gaz standing on the threshold: eyes squinted, arms crossed over her breast and foot tapping on the floor.

"Other people need to use the bathroom, Dib!", she hissed.

"Gaz!", Dib said relieved and stepped in front of his sister, "You recognize me! Then this must be a dream!... OUCH!"

"Nope, not a dream", Gaz said after pinching Dib's arm; the boy-girl rubbed the sore spot and realized what Gaz meant.

"OH, MAN!", he started to rant, "This must be Zim's fault! I was perfectly fine just yesterday… and then I went to spy on Zim and then he…"

"Dib!", Gaz half-growled, half-hissed, "I don't want to know about the perverted things Zim OR you are into. Now, get out of the bathroom if you already finished with your transvestite fetish!" Gaz pulled Dib by the arm and dragged him out of the bathroom not so gently; she slammed the door shut. Her last words were finally settling in Dib's mind.

"Perverted? Transvestite fetish! Ough! That's gross!", she shivered. She slammed at the bathroom door with a fist, "I don't wanna have anything to do with Zim in that way Gaz! You heard me!"

A faint 'Sure, whatever' came from the other side. Defeated, Dib had to go into her room again. She had started to undress when she felt something on her chest.

"What the… BY NEPTUNE!", she yelped and blushed, closing her eyes and quickly dropping her hands to her sides, "now I have… well, of course I would have them… now I'm a girl… but…"

Oh, man! This is going to be the most awkward morning of all, her mind told her. She nodded without opening her eyes, still. After a quick blind dressing, Dib finally opened her eyes and sighed in relief; she scooted out of her bedroom again and checked the bathroom door: open. She went in and looked at herself in a more calmed and thoroughly way, the full body mirror showed she was 5'5" tall – goodbye 6 feet tallness! –, had a nice porcelain skin, and dark hair with a scythe-like ponytail that seem to grow naturally from the nape of her neck. Since her height changed, the clothes she was wearing were very loose.

It's like trying to wear your big brother's clothes, she thought. It wasn't that bad, but definitely she could not wear the trench coat and expect it to fit perfectly as always; the black shirt was quite large for her body and the pants were very baggy everywhere. Well, this will have to do, she mentally encouraged herself.

Dib went out of the bathroom and to her room; the clock showed it was 7:15am.

"Oh, damn!", she complained, "I'm gonna get late!"

She hurriedly took her backpack, not even caring if all its content was there, sat on the stair banister and slid down. She staggered a bit when she stopped with a little jump, recomposed herself and dashed to the kitchen. Professor Membrane was there making some toast, Gaz was lifting her plate from the table to place it on the sink and go to school; she was on the 10th grade and Dib on the 12th.

I cannot let dad see me like this, Dib thought, but… would he even care?

"Morning… I'm late for school… I'll escort Gaz… see you, Dad", said she-Dib, took a toast from the table, stuffed her mouth with it, swallowed it and ran out in time before Gaz closed the kitchen door.

"Have a good day on science, son", was the only reply from the Professor to the empty room. Mhmm…, he pondered, Dib's voice was less manly than usual… I'll have to have that father-son talk eventually.

Professor Membrane shrugged his shoulders and focused on the toaster for the time being.

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"I don't need you around, Dib!", Gaz growled while both walked to the nearby high school. She was playing with her videogame as always.

"But we always walk together, Gaz", she-Dib replied, "besides, you always say that".

"But this time I mean it!", the purple-haired girl replied, "I don't want to have anything to do with you, Zim and your perversions".

"I already told you!", the raven-haired girl pouted, "Zim shoot a laser beam at me, it changed me into… well, this. I could have died, you know?"

"It's a shame it didn't happen", said Gaz bluntly. Dib decided that a silent treatment was better than going on with that line of conversation.

They arrived at school and got inside seconds before the last bell that marked the beginning of classes rang; Gaz immediately left Dib's sides without her noticing.

Great, just great, Dib was thinking to herself, now I will definitely have to help Zim fix his cannon if I want to be my old-self again.

"Ouff!", she huffed when she collided against someone's back and staggered, slamming her own against the lockers line.

"What the…?", the guy she had run into slowly turned as if he had not noticed something had crash against him, "… who's the idiot that…". He didn't complete the phrase and his frown became a pleased smile when he saw the girl.

Oh, no…, she-Dib thought, not him… all but him.

"Hello, babe", the jock said, "I'm Torque". He rested a hand on the locker next to Dib's face and leaned closer into the girl's personal space. At the beginning, Dib wondered why Torque was so interested on her, but the reality of the situation came back to her pretty soon.

"I haven't seen you here ever, but you seem familiar somehow", the jock continued, "have we met before?"

"No", Dib said and gulped, "I… I'm a… transferred… student. YES! I'm a transferred student".

"Yes, I can see that", Torque said and lifted his free hand and moved it close to her cheek; Dib closed her eyes and moved her head to the side to avoid the touch, she even held her breath.

"Hey, Torque!", one of Smacky's lackeys interrupted, "She looks a bit like Dib, don't you think? Maybe that's why she seems familiar to you somehow". The guy lowered his hand and Dib sighed, relieved.

"Mhmm…", the jock looked at her from head to toe; Dib felt more like she was being undressed by his eyes rather than being compared with his real-self. "Are you, babe?"

"Am I… what?", Dib asked, she was starting to hate the word babe.

"Are you related to the Dib, I mean", he elaborated.

"Ah…", she started and her mind interrupted: Tell him you are! He may ignore you just by knowing you are related to you... Did that made sense? Torque waited for her answer without moving an inch. "Yes! Yes, that's right! I'm Dib's third cousin from his mother's second brother from his first marriage".

The 'genealogy' seemed to fry Torque's few brain cells because he just remained standing there, attempting to decipher her relation with the boy. Dib-girl took that chance to slip out of the jock's range and walked hurriedly toward her classroom. The lackey remained with Torque attempting to wake him up and go to the fist class, too.

That was close, she thought and went into the classroom. The teacher was writing an assignment for the class while some of the students chatted, threw paper planes or dozed off on their seats. She sat on her usual desk and looked out of the window; the only classes she shared with Zim were P. E. and science in the school lab. Other than that, the lunch hour was the other time she would be able to look for him. What a day! What else can go wrong today?

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Thank you Inventor of ZADRF for the titles you suggested, I think we can work something out... Until then, I don't have a Title for this story yet. If you like it so far (or not) I will be glad to read some suggestions for it, the one I like the most will be used as this story's name. Thanks!

A/N1: I decided not to describe Dib and Zim so throughly since I still imagine them as the way I wrote them on Chapter 3. "The silly descriptive chapter" of the story "Help from Above". If you wanna read that part and then come back to this story, feel free to do so.

For Dib's feminine counterpart I imagine her like the images of the following links (you will have to place all the characters together to check them, though).

w w w . s a i l o r l u n a t i c a s . c o m / G a l e r i a s / S a i l o r – S t a r – F i g h t e r / S a i l o r – S t a r – F i g h t e r – S e i y a – K o u – 1 3 . j p g

k a i o u c y t e . f o r t u n e c i t y . c o m / i m g s / p e r f / s f i g h t e r . j p g

Or you can google "sailor star seiya" to get the idea. Thanks!

A/N2:No need for reviews unless you feel like doing so.