That night, Dib couldn't sleep. He'd tried calling Zim about seventy one times, but every time he did, Gir picked up the phone and started babbling on and on about tacos and Mexico and cupcakes. He'd asked and asked for Zim, but the only thing he heard about his alien was his screaming for Gir to get off the phone because he was waiting for an important phone call. The irony killed Dib, so he kept calling. The last three times, no one had answered as all, so he figured Zim was furious at him for 'not calling' and had gone out, probably to abduct a cow or something. That was around the time his dad's monitor had instructed him to go to bed because he had school in the morning. Now he was laying there, listening to Gaz on the phone in her room across the hall, talking in fits of giggles to her girlfriend, Tak.

" I wanna use the phone..." he moaned, covering his face and moaning. He was going to lose his 'job' if he didn't call Zim before midnight. Something told him the whole time limit thing still applied to him after the interview, so he was going to be dead come school if he didn't get a call through to his boyfriend that night.

Sighing, he climbed out of bed and tip toed across the hall to his sister's room. He creaked the door open. Gaz was curled up on her bed, hugging a pillow with 'Death' stitched in it; a present from her girl. Her shoulder long purple hair was ungelled and hung in her face. She whispered to Tak that she wasn't wearing any underwear at the moment, just for her. Dib gagged and brought attention to himself.

" DIB!!! GET OUTTA MY ROOM, RIGHT THIS SECOND!!!" Gaz roared, grabbing a knife from under her pillow and throwing it into the wall right next to his face, " DADDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!! DIB'S IN MY BEDROOM!!!"

" Okay, okay, but the phone's mine when you're done!" Dib yelled, running out of her room as random blunt objects began to be chucked. He crashed into his dad's monitor.

" Son! I told you to go to bed an hour ago!" Professor Membrane lectured, ignoring the experiment he was supposed to be stabilizing, " Get to bed, this instant, young man! And close the window! You're going to catch a cold!"

" What? My window's not opened,"

" Oh, my poor insane son," the monitor shook it's head, then there was an alarm going off wherever the professor really was and he had to go. Dib stared, then headed to his room. He walked inside, shut the door, and stared in shock at his wide open window. He knew, without a doubt and no matter what his dad said, he'd closed it when he laid down that night.

" What the hell?" he took a step forward.

A hand grabbed his shirt, coming from the shadows behind his computers. He screamed before he was slammed into the wall and someone with glowing eyes locked him in the deepest kiss he'd ever felt. His knees shook and he started to slide down the wall. Another hand grabbed his shoulder and steadied him, pushing him harder against the wall. Dib tried to breathe, but he didn't want this kiss to end, his hands gripping the hips of his captor. He knew the feeling of those black pants, he knew this type of kissing, he knew the feeling of those three fingered hands that were making their way down his arms.

" Zim!" he gasped out before the two slipped to the floor, Zim in his lap. The alien pinned him to the wall, wrapping his legs around Dib's slender waist. Dib tried to say something about not calling, but then Zim bit down on his neck and his vision went double and everything grew hot very fast.

Blood trickled down Dib's neck as Zim began to lick his way down the line of his boyfriend's chest. A moan escaped the younger boy's mouth as he grabbed hold of the wall and his boyfriend bit down on his chest, right over his pounding heart. He struggled to get Zim to unwrap his legs. He wanted his boyfriend to go lower with those teeth. He wanted him to bite his way down to his erection. He pushed down on the alien's legs, but he couldn't get them off. Zim was ignoring what he wanted entirely.

Dib let out a scream as Zim bit down and started to suck on his other shoulder. Stars formed in the human's eyes and his slightly dazed mind made note that the bend from neck to shoulder on the left was most definitely one of 'his spots'. A gloved hand ran along the length of his arm, making him shudder under it's gentle teasing motion. The other found it's way to his hip and squeezed tightly. Zim's tongue ran along the wound and Dib couldn't help but groaning out loud.

He wanted to make Zim moan, but he found he couldn't let go of the wall. The teasing had made his entire body numb and all he could think about was opening his mouth to pant and gasp for the alien that was kissing his neck so tenderly it was killing him. Zim nibbed at his neck and he let out a scream again, his legs bending and his back arching. In the moonlight, he saw a smile on his boyfriend's face and knew this semi torture was turning Zim on.

" DIB!!!!" the door crashed open and Gaz stormed in. Both turned towards her, " TAKE YOUR SEX ELSEWHERE!!! I'M TRYING TO HAVE A SEXUAL CONVERSATION WITH MY GIRLFRIEND AND YOUR MOANING IS GETTING IN THE WAY!!!" she demanded, stomping her foot.

Zim grabbed Dib's shirt and hurled him out the window. He slammed into the voot cruiser's plush seat as Zim hopped in next to him. The glass shut and they zapped away from his home and to the strange home that the alien called home. Zim crashed the cruiser, clicked the glass open, and dragged Dib inside.

" GIR!!! TAKE THE CRUISER INSIDE, NOW!!! AND DON'T BOTHER US!!!" Zim ordered, marching military style over to the brand new pantry elevator. He threw Dib inside and walked in, slamming his fist into the down button.

Dib slowly got to his feet, starting to feel excited underneath all the agony he felt from the throwing. He hadn't been down into the lab in almost a year, which had been when him and Tak had performed 'surgery' on the pak to adjust a few settings to allow the two Irken invaders to grow tall enough for high school; it'd been a success, with both aliens coming in at just under the normal height status.

" Oh, wow! I can't wait to see your lab! Have you changed anything?" Dib asked, looking over at Zim. Those pinkish red eyes were narrowed to slits and Zim wasn't smiling, " Z-Zim... what's wrong?"

" Stupid human boy," Zim cooed out, strolling over and pushing Dib against the wall of the elevator, " I'm not taking you to the lab, Dib. The almighty ZIM is taking you to my bedroom,"

" Y-Your bedroom?"

The doors to the elevator clicked open. Zim grabbed Dib's shirt and threw him out and onto a bed with the Irken symbol splashed dramatically across the sheets. The doors clicked shut and Zim stood over the bed with a wicked smile on his green face. Dib crawled to the fluffy pillows as his boyfriend began to inch his way, cat style, over to his human prey. The said human's heart was pounding, his face hotter then hot. Zim stopped in front of him, licked his lips, and pinned Dib to the bed in one single motion.

" Z-zim... I t-think we're moving a little t-too fast,"

" You applied for this job. You should've known the expectations," he answered, licking the line from Dib's jaw to his shoulder. Dib shuddered, " Just keep your filthy pants on and everything's going to be fine, Dib human,"

Dib cried out as Zim started to bit down hard over the still healing wound from that afternoon. His hands grabbed hold of the sheets for dear life as his alien lover literally ripped his shirt off him and began to bite down his chest and stomach. His back arched, allowing Zim to rip at more flesh. He didn't even care if he was in pain, it hurt so good. His eyes rolled back into his skull as those gloved hands ran down his sides and touched the wounds in almost imitate ways. He felt Zim's waist between his legs. Everything was too hot to touch and he was sweating from the heat. His gasped out as Zim licked a line around his nipple, then cried out when his lover playfully nibbed at the skin there.

He put a hand on Zim's head, feeling one of the antennae twitch. He pushed Zim lower. He couldn't speak, he was gasping far too hard, but he wanted his lover to know he was okay with him going lower. The older boy ignored the gesture, smacking the hand away, and continuing to bite down on the human's chest. Dib cried out as Zim sunk his teeth into the tender flesh of his stomach. His body convulsed and he heard a snicker from the alien. He was turning him on and he wasn't even touching him.

Zim's tongue licked alone the edge of Dib's pants and Dib's nails tore into the sheets. The teasing was all too much. He couldn't handle it. He grabbed hold of Zim's antennae and demanded in a shaky voice that he stop and just take him. Take him right now, or else he was going to explode.

" Don't touch me, human waste," Zim ordered, pinning Dib completely to the bed and leaning over him with narrowed eyes. The younger shook and Zim licked his nose, " I control you, not the other way around,"

Suddenly, Dib was flipped onto his stomach and Zim caressed his shoulders, fingers digging into the wounds. Dib let out a moan, shaking under the touch. Zim pulled off one of his gloves and gently touched his boyfriend's back. The cold touch brought a smile to both their lips before Zim lowered himself down on top his lover and nibbed at the back of his neck. He loved the taste of his new toy so much, he couldn't help but bite down harder to hear those lovely screams. That sound make the older boy shake with joy as he ran his bare hand across the unmarked flesh of Dib's back.

Zim's tongue ran down Dib's spine and Dib closed his eyes, tears of pleasure running down his face. He'd always known sex with his alien was going to be good and playful and he would be dominated by the invader. He just hadn't thought Zim, the most socially retarded person in the universe, would have such a fetish for foreplay. Or that he'd be so good at making Dib cry out and moan and quiver at the feel of that foreign tongue.

Teeth dug into a sensitive part of his lower back and he let out a cry, grabbing hold of the sheets for support. A three fingered hands squeezed his side, right over one of the bite marks, and pain erupted in Dib's body, his vision blurring. Zim straddled him officially, running hands over Dib's slick and sticky back, before removing his other glove. He lowered his hands and gave his boyfriend's shoulders a squeeze, causing him to relax. A cruel smile crossed the alien's face.

Zim dragged his clawed hands down Dib's bare back. The human screamed out, his body shaking violently, his legs kicking and hands smacking the bed. It hurt so good. It hurt so good. Dib screamed and smiled and screamed and smiled. Zim watched gleefully as blood began to run all along the cuts as he lowered his hands again. He dug the claws into the bitten shoulders and caused Dib to spasm for a second. The six cuts shimmered in the light.

Dib's eyes rolled back in his head as he felt Zim's tongue lapping up the warm blood streaming down his back. The heat in his pants was building to an uncomfortable level as the cool, wet tongue played in the open wounds. He wanted Zim to hurt him in the ultimate way. The absolute ultimate way.

Still in a daze, Dib began to unfasten his pants for Zim. He would help him the only way he was going to be allowed to. He tried to pull his jeans down with Zim sitting on him, but he couldn't really do it. However, the alien figured out what he was doing and grabbed at his hands. Dib was flipped back onto his back, which roared with pain and made Dib cry out, unsure whether it was pleasurable or painful this time. Zim sat on top the younger boy's stomach.

" Didn't I tell you to keep your pants on, Love Slave?" he demanded, pushing a finger into Dib's forehead. Dib slowly nodded his head, breathing deeply, " Then, keep your pants on, Slave, and let me-"

" I wanna be on top, Z-Zim," Dib gasped out, touching the alien's hip forcefully. Zim let out a laugh, before pushing their foreheads together and looking down at him with cold eyes, " O-or maybe n-not,"

" I'm on top, Dib,"

" G-got it,"

" So shut up and let me play with you, human,"

The next morning, Dib trooped into his home and past Gaz, who was still on the phone with Tak. She gave him a once over, snorted at his appearance, then began to discuss the bra she was wearing and when Tak would have a chance to take it off. Dib gagged, then limped into his bedroom. He pulled off his jeans and slipped into some pajamas, wincing as they stung his cuts and hickies and bite marks and wounds. Slowly, he crawled into his bed and curled up, smiling.

" Son! Are you ready for school yet!" came his dad's voice from outside his door. Dib moaned, covering his face with his pillow as the door opened and Professor Membrane walked inside, " Son! Did you get into a fight! You look like you lost a battle with a cat!"

" More like a horny alien,"

" Son, there are no such things as aliens. And if there were, I doubt they'd be horny," he informed him, " What you need is a nice girlfriend like your sister has! Now get up! You have school!"

" I'm not going to school today, Dad. I lost a fight with a cat and I'm staying in bed,"

" DIB!!! YOUR BOYFRIEND'S ON THE PHONE AND HE WANTS TO TALK TO YOU!!! MAKE IT QUICK!! TAK'S ON THE OTHER LINE!!!" Gaz's voice echoed through the house. Professor Membrane gave Dib a questioning look as his son grabbed the phone and clicked it on.

" Hi, Zim,"

" Isn't that the green boy with the skin condition?"

" Yes Dad," he turned away from his father and asked why Zim was calling him so early in the morning. His body went stiff, his face turning red, " DAD, I'M GOING TO SCHOOL!!"

Dib tore off his pajamas, jerked on some real clothes, snatched up his trench coat, and bolted from the room. Professor Membrane shook his head, Gaz glared, but neither got in a word, because he ran straight out of the house and down the block. He didn't slow down until the High Skool came into focus. Then he came to a stop, scanning the horizon for him. He spotted his boyfriend leaning against one of the trees and he made a beeline for him.

" Hi Zim!" he exclaimed, coming to a stop in front of him. Zim reached out, gripped his shirt and spun him around, then slammed him into the tree, " You're looking well,"

" QUIET!" Zim shouted in his usual voice, jabbing him in the chest. Dib shut up quite quickly as his boyfriend turned his false human eyes on him. For a moment, Zim just stood there, playing with his slightly longer wig, " Here!" he shoved his books into Dib's stomach.

" Huh?"

" YOU may have the honor of walking the almighty ZIM to class, Dib human," he instructed, pointing up at the building as the bell rang. Dib smiled, taking Zim's hand, " What the hey? Who gave you permission to touch th-"

Dib lightly kissed Zim on the lips, causing the alien to flush a bright red that reminded the human of his boyfriend's real eyes. Having stunned the alien into submission, Dib escorted Zim up the steps and into their classroom, where Ms. Bitters was glaring at the class that was disappointed to have her once more, as they had since elementary school; she'd moved up a grade when they did for some bizarre reason. The whole class grew hushed as Dib took Zim to his seat and helped him into it. He placed down his boyfriend's books, kissed him gently on the lips, then sat next to him. Zim smiled a big smile at him.

" I always knew they were gay," Zita muttered, rolling her eyes. The rest laughed and started to whisper fake rumors about seeing them together.

" Class," Ms. Bitters said, raising to her feet. Everyone grew quiet, " We will be discussing the French Revolution today, so get out your text books and turn to page 432. Zim, Dib, if you feel the need to kiss, please take it outside. I'm not witnessing that disgusting display of affection. Now class-"

" Ms. Bitters, may Dib and I please be excused?" Zim asked, his hand shooting up. Everyone turned to stare at him.

" Do you need a pass?"

" No. The hallway will be fine," Zim said, grabbing Dib's wrist and jerking him out of the classroom. The door shut and he slammed him against it.

Dib ran his hands over this boyfriend's hips and kissed him passionately. Zim's tongue slipped into his mouth and he ran his hands through the black hair, twisting it around his fingers. Dib pulled their bodies together and Zim wrapped his legs around his lover's slender waist. Dib's hands slide down to that sweet ass and supported him as best he could, gasping into the kiss as Zim bit down on his lip and pulled gently.

Dib slide down to the ground, holding onto Zim for dear life as they swapped spit and breathed into each other. They weren't doing anything sexual, but it all felt so imitate. It felt like they were becoming one in the same, simply by touching one another and kissing so deeply. They breathed in deep, coming up for air, and held each other. Dib kissed Zim gently, squeezing him to his chest. Zim's arms locked around his head, his eyes staring at him as they began to plant brief kisses all over the other's face.

" I love you, Zim,"

" I love you too, Dib,"

They embraced in a deep kiss, both closing their eyes so they couldn't see anything. Everything disappeared and became the kiss. They were detached from the rest of the world, lost in a void that had no barriers of gender, race, time, or space. They were just two people in love, kissing in the most passionate, loving way that they knew how.

The door opened and smacked into the two of the them. They both groaned as Tak stuck her head out.

" Ms. Bitters said to get back in here," she snapped, before grabbing Dib's shirt and jerking them back into the room. They stumbled in, as Zim still had his legs and arms around his boyfriend. Ms. Bitters turned vicious eyes on them and they quickly separated.

" We'll... continue this at lunch," Zim whispered to Dib, dusting himself off and marching back over to his desk. Dib followed him and sat down, fixing his clothes as he did. They glanced at each other and smiled, reaching out and taking the other's hand.

" NO AFFECTION IN THE CLASSROOM!!!" Ms. Bitters' growled out, twisting around to face them. They let go and sat stiffly in their chairs, staring straight ahead, " Now then, class..."

Dib smiled to himself as class began. If the past twenty four hours was any indication of what his new job was going to be like, he was elated that he'd scored the position he'd wanted. This was going to be the best job of his life, he thought, smiling over at his alien boyfriend. Zim smiled back.

No, this isn't the end, so don't worry. There's a whole lot more to come.

Ps- I have no idea is Ms. Bitters is supposed to be 'Mrs. Bitters' or 'Ms. Bitters' and I'm too damn lazy to go turn on one of my DVDs to find out. So, if I got it right, cheers. If I didn't, then I guess she got divorced. And yeah, I know, it's sad that I didn't make up a new teacher, but come on. Ms. Bitters is the bomb. Besides... she's the only person who could take all the weirdness that's going to happen in the upcoming chapters without caring one way or another.

That's all. Love Sai-Chan