The day was filled with whispers. Whispers of Gaz, whispers of Zim, whispers of the wrath of Dib. Whispers saying Gaz's cold heart was melting. That she could love; she just happened to love the only kid as odd as her brother. That was her plan, after all. Keep them guessing, but maybe they were right. She hesitated to involve her partner in the plan. Maybe because he didn't know better; maybe he was too new to be involved in her plan. Maybe she did have a heart after all.

She shook her head; there was no need for such crazy thoughts. She was just using Zim to manipulate everyone… right? Of course! She assured herself. Of course I am… She and Zim had Math together, so she decided to take full advantage of her situation. She put her things next to Zim, who looked joyful when he saw her.

"Hello, Gaz," Zim said calmly. He was extremely calm lately, until he kissed Gaz. That seemed to return him back to normal for a few minutes. Gaz leaned forward and kissed the odd alien, and when she pulled away she noticed Zim's antennae standing on end.

"Um, Zim…" she said, gesturing towards his antennae. He looked puzzled, but finally realized what she meant and smoothed them back down.

"So, Gaz-human, does your puny Earth-brain understand these basic mathematics, or do you need help?" he said in a mocking tone. She simply smiled and turned to her work.

"DIB! Pay attention!" Ms. Bitters said. She was droning on about the pointlessness of language, both written and verbal. Ironic because she was the English teacher, teaching how her position was useless and redundant, like everyone said. Dib tried paying attention occasionally, but his thoughts kept drifting to the kiss of that morning. The more he thought of it, the more he rationalized he was happy for Gaz. Happy that Gaz finally found someone, yet pissed that someone was Zim. He rationalized happiness, yet angry that Zim was stealing his sister. Even though he had nothing to do with kissing her other then being there and being… Zim, Dib still blamed him. It was irrational, and he knew it. He just didn't care.

Zim was sitting next to Dib in Biology before lunch. Dib looked pissed, but Zim didn't care. He was too busy looking at the note Gaz left him before class ended.

Skool parking lot. Lunch. Be there!
-Gaz

That was all it said. Zim was anxious as to what she meant. Zim always loved biology class; it was one of the few classes where he actually learned something relevant. Relevant to an alien invader, that is. This period was on reproduction; insect reproduction, which made it only more interesting to Zim. In human terms, he was insectoid. The bell rang, and Zim rushed through the lunch line, grabbing about 10 rolls and giving the cashier a generous tip; he couldn't be late for Gaz.

"Hello, Gaz!" Zim announced while stuffing rolls into his mouth, washing it down with whatever was in his weird bottle. She didn't know why she gave him that note; it seemed childish and impulsive, but the only way she could truly surprise him.

"Hello, Zim," she said.

"So, why did you ask me to be here?" Zim said, cutting right to the point. "Whose VW is that?" The VW he was asking about was an old VW van, painted black with a dark purple. It had a skull-shaped air freshener hanging from the rear view mirror and small spikes welded onto the hubcaps.

"Mine," she said. "Got it a while ago,"

"So, why did you ask me here?" Zim repeated, shoving the last roll into his mouth.

"Because," she said. "You coming in or not?" she asked, unlocking the back and revealing it's interior; an old water bed, the floor covered with shag carpeting, dyed purple. Zim looked puzzled, gulping his final bit of food.

"What… uh, what's all this for?" he asked nervously. She thought he might not be totally clueless, and his nervousness was all the evidence she needed.

"What do you think?" she responded, climbing onto the bed. She let the strap on her shoulder fall carelessly, her eyes locked with Zim's. She gestured, hoping his curiosity would convince him to step into the van. He placed a hand on the bumper, climbing inside. He crawled forward to Gaz's beckoning looks, pulling him in. She pulling his close and they began kissing. She began working to remove Zim's uniform, slowly, looking at his oddly smooth chest. No belly button, no nipples. She placed her hand on it, rubbing it gently, when she heard a motor running. The lights flickered, and her cell phone went off, only to have no one on the other line.

Zim put his uniform back on; ashamed he let the Gaz-human get that far with him. Just how far was he going to go? He climbed out of the back of the van and looked up. There was only one reason to mess with electrical equipment; let people know you're watching. He recognized the ship, because only one alien in the whole universe still flew that piece of crap. Suddenly a voice cracked through the radio, booming extremely loud;

"INVADER ZIM! Get your coat!"

Ooh, who's this mystery person? Whoever it is, s/he is obviously an alien. Any guesses? Wait, don't say! You might spoil it!

I might do this after every chapter! I don't know...

Also, the final line is a reference to something totally unrelated to IZ. Any guesses? I'm gonna post the answer at the end of the next chapter, so stay tuned!

EDIT: Fixed some perspective changes and some typos. Hope it'll help make things more understandable!