"Z-ZIM!"

She slapped him hard across the face, anger brewing inside of her. Zim pulled back, gasping in pain. No longer filled with warm thoughts, his eyes narrowed, glaring at Tak.

"What was that for?!"

"Oh, hmm! I'm not sure... YOU KISSED ME, YOU MORON!" Tak screamed, veins bursting. Zim, still with a massive ego, rolled his eyes.

"You liked it..." He hissed at her, gritting zipperish teeth playfully. Tak's eyes twitched.

"Why on IRK would I EVER ENJOY kissing YOU of all things?!" She shrieked, brimming with outrage. Zim, somehow, still was oblivious to her mood. He did, on the other hand, drop his smug grin.

"Look, let me spell this out for you! I D-O N-O-T L-I-K-E Y-O-U! You RUINED my life, and are the most selfish creature I've ever had the misfortune of meeting! And P.S. YOU CANNOT COOK!"

Zim stared blankly at her, biting his lip with such force that it began to bleed. His antennas dropped to the back of his head. Tak stood up snidely, metal boots clanking against the kitchen tiles.

"And if you DARE try to bother me again, I WILL KILL YOU! Got it?!"

Zim froze. His stomach tightened painfully under the weight of her words. A new emotion played with his heart.

And he did not like it.

Tak, realizing she would get no response from the irken, began hustling to the door. Done with the drama, she would've left then and there... If it wasn't for the weak voice in the kitchen.

"I l-love you."

Tak paused. Her hands itched to reach to the doorknob, but something was stopping her, holding her back. She frowned.

"And I hate you."

With that, she left.

-/-

Tak sat on the roof of her weenie stand, thoughts running through her mind. Normally, she'd be working on a project of some sort, but found she couldn't focus. She sighed, staring at the city beneath her feet.

It didn't add up. That was what bothered her the most. First of all, she despised Zim! How on IRK could he learn to love someone who'd want him dead? Zim may be mentally insane, but he had limits. Or so she thought.

Secondly, what had brought her to kiss back? She wasn't possessed, was she? 'Of course not,' Tak's mind snapped. 'Now I'm just growing paranoid.'

Tak grimaced, her thoughts leaving her with little comfort. All she wanted was a mission, and maybe a bit of admiration from her leaders. What was so demanding about that?

"Why can't something NICE happen to me for once?" She hissed, eyes narrowing in frustration. Anger pulsed through her body, fueling her up. "What have I ever done?!"

-/-

Zim. That was what.

The poor irken brought her his feelings, unsteady as they might be, and she rejected him. Tak hated his very guts.

So why was he so bothered by this?

Zim, who was currently clutching his doll in a chair, exhaled softly. Kissing her had been like no pleasure he had ever experienced. Not even battle tanks compared to her. His hold on the doll strengthened.

"I don't understand her computer," He mumbled, stroking the plush's antennas absentmindedly. "Zim has tried, and failed. This never happens! Especially not to me!"

The computer, wisely, remained silent. Bright red eyes began to gloom.

"I tried... And I lost. I am not familiar with this term, computer."

"Uh... I can define it..."

"Not like that."

He brought himself to look at the small toy. The resemblance to Tak was so good that it hurt his organs to gaze at her. Unknown feelings welled up inside of him.

Until he could take it no more.

Reaching his climax point, Zim hugged the doll to himself, trying to take the agony that sliced through him. Slowly, as more of his emotions broke him, he began mewl over the girl, sounding just like a baby crying over a pointless object.

"Tak..."

-/-

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Authors notes: At one point, I was having fun with this. Now I'm not even trying.

Seriously, it's becoming a chore to write this. Worst part is that I can do better! So why on earth am I still writing?!

Because we have enough unfinished ZATR in the world. I refuse to give up!

BY:APPLEBERRYSLUPPIE12

(... Who is planing a new chapter series about Zim turning himself into a smeet. )