Author: Warning, Some M-rated content inside, but you have to look for it! Just a bit of steaming grops and a tiny hint of violence. Nothing too big. But wait, it's not Zim doing the groping?! What if he finds out! OOO, Drama...
Chapter revised / updated: 01 March 2014
CHAPTER SEVEN
LOVE TRIANGLE PART 2
(MILDLY M)
Shortly after the humans departure, Zim sat near a terminal, lost in thought about what he should do. 'This is ridiculous. I don't want to be chasing her for the rest of my life… How can I go about into making things easier?' Zim faced over towards a large computer monitor. He noticed that it was already 6:30 in the morning and took in a big yawn. Gir caught the contagion of the yawn and empathetically did the same along with his master. Zim shook it off. "No time to sleep now, Gir. We have much to do. First off, I need you to spy on the Gaz-human to see what she's up to. No doubt she's planning a move on attack. I, however, will try to find a way to deal with this pain before it gets worse."
"But I left my turkey in the oven!" Gir cried.
"When did you get a turkey?" Zim questioned. An explosion was heard from above in the house. "What was that!?" they both faced towards the sound of disaster.
"YAY! It's ready!" Gir ran to the tube and shot up.
Aside from the tingle in his stomach earlier, Zim hadn't felt anything. He begun to get lost in thought about Gaz more often then he felt was ok. "Without her, I could die from this cursed disease. Even more so," he paused to remember her profile, "she gets more attractive every time I see her, even in the privacy of my own mind… I hate the fact that she runs away when I get close. I just wish she would… know what it feels like to be in my situation. But it's not like I can fall in love. My title as invader is at stake. If it wasn't for that rule… maybe. I don't think it would be hard to..." He shook his head from the possiblities, "but I can't. As an Irkin soldier can't fall in love with the indigenous…"
"Yeah, you keep telling yourself that," the computer interrupted.
"MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS, COMPUTER, OR I'LL HAVE YOU RESET TO FACTORY MODE!"
"I'm just sayin. Maybe you 'could' be able to fall in love if you really like her."
Zim lowered an eyebrow to what the computer just said. "Do you have a virus, or something? If the Tallest find out, they'd strip my title and take Gaz away forever, plus, not like Gaz is a big fan of me right now." The alien slumped in his chair to sigify defeat.
"Then don't let the Tallest find out. You can still be an invader, without them knowing, and have Gaz on your side. As for the relationship, if you really are in love with her, try being more patient with her… 'Woo' her."
"Woo?"
"You know… woo… I devised a list of things you should do per downloading earthen customs of courtship. Memorize them, and practice them on her. She'll come around…" As the computer printed up the list, Zim scanned through it. "And as a reminder, an earth holiday called 'Valentines' is coming soon in two earth days, so we'll mark that at a deadline."
"Are you sure this will work?" Zim peering down the list. "I'll bet my central processing core on it, just, whatever you do, don't get violent."
"Then so be it. COMPUTER, postpone all my work on domination. I will continue when I have successfully 'wooed' the female."
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Gaz tried to get comfortable to try and sleep, but grew restless.
"Everything okay?" Chip asked from his standing postion near the window.
Gaz sat upright from the couch, "I can't sleep, knowing my brother isn't here, and Zim still on the loose." Chip sat next to her, "so then what do you want to do?"
"What 'can' I do?"Gaz asked.
Chip crossed his arms to analyze the situation. "So, you don't know where your brother is, and Zim… well, we don't know what his next move is. Since we are at a loss, why dont we change the subject until the problem arises?"
"What do we talk about, then?" Gaz asked. Chip smiled to Gaz, "anything… like, how pretty you are, though you've barly had any rest, and yet you don't have a boyfriend. It seems odd to me."
Gaz blushed, looking away. "Right... Ok. What else?"
"No really, Gaz… I know we hardly know eachother, and I dont mean to sound cheesy, but I think this was ment to be. There are not alot of un-hypnotized people wandering around during these times, but you still managed to crash into one, literaly." He stared at her immensely as she turned to look at him, only to notice a sort of fire in his eyes. It made her question if the light shade of maroon was his natural eye color, for it seemed uncommon to her the way they shined. The more she studied them, the more she took in the emmence passion that suddenly radiated off of them. It seemed unreal. Unnatural even, but she couldn't pry her vision away. It was almost like he was hypotizing her with his eyes only.
They were like fire, burning with passion into her own eyes, and she almost missed the slow movement of his hand on hers as he slowly carresed her fingers.
"Chip…" she whispered as it felt like he was getting closer, "I don't even know you that well to be this close…" Her eyes became heavy as she slowly fell into his trance. His touches were amorous, and calming. Gaz questioned to herself, 'What's wrong with me? Why am I letting this happen? SNAP OUT OF IT!' she yelled in her mind.
Chip tried assuring her, "I would never hurt you, Gaz. I would want to help you forget about all your problems and protect you from anything, or anyone who might hurt you." He leaned in closer to her, hovering just above her lips, but the contact never came.
'I-I can't stop. Why? Should I? He seems… softer, more than Zim." Her mind paused. "Zim… How I wish it never happened. Maybe…just maybe… I'll imagine that THIS will be my first. Not with Zim. I just want that memory erased and replaced with a new and better one.' She closed her eyes as she let his hands wander her body. 'Yes… this will be my first.'
Chip had begun to kiss on her neck ever so tenderly, as he started to love the sweet smell she seemed to emit. She laid back on the couch as he moved over her to lay inbetween her legs.
While he slowely moved his soft kisses from her neck to her chest, he motioned, in a massaging manner, his hand under her shirt, and eventually lifted it to show her black bra. It was linked from the front so it was easy to open. Once he fiddled with the strap, he exposed her breasts, and begun to suck on her nipples, giving it a light pull and nibble for her satisfaction, while he played with the other breast with his open hand.
She could feel his member grow harder and harder while it rubbed against her clothed clit.
He took a glance up at her to see the expressions she'd make while he was having his fill. Gaz moaned in delight.
She got surprised at how fast this was going yet how caring his touched was, especially when he reached down into her pants and dug his way to her clit. She was still in a bit of pain from earlier, but she didn't care. She wanted that memory replaced so badly.
As he found her opening, he placed two long digits inside of her and started moving them all around, in and out. She grabbed hold of his shoulders as she shook a bit, for it still hurt. She did just loose her virginity, roughly, earlier. He noticed this and raised his head to hers. "Are you okay, I don't want to hurt you, so I'll stop if you want?" He asked concerned. "No, it's okay," she took in his concern and it was just enough to let herself go just for him, just for this moment. "Just kiss me." She raised him up right above her, but he quickly hesitated.
"Kiss, well, uh-." He was interrupted by a doorbell.
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Zim was still studying the paper, the computer provided, as he walked his way over to the Membrane house. "Step one… Talk. Seems easy enough. I do it all the time to myself." As he headed up to the door, he caught a glimpse through the living room window.
Anger and jealousy filled his veins as he saw an unknown human leaning over Gaz in an intimate embrace. HIS GAZ! He ran to the door and rang the bell multiple times. He remembered what the computer said. '…Don't get violent.' He cursed his raging jealousy to go away just as the stranger took his time to open the door.
"Who. Are. You?" Zim angrily asked the stranger as he tried to be as calm as possible. Gaz's eyes widened as she heard Zims voice from behind the door and ducked behind the couch. Chip smiled and looked down at Zim, "I'm Chip, you must be Zim…"
"Yes… Yes I am. Now leave, I have a reason for my appearance that does not concern your ugliness." Zim scorned.
"Sorry, but Gaz isn't interested in what you want, so why don't you run along and play with your zombie puppets." Chip pointed outward to one of Zims hypnotized slaves. A hairy man in short Hello Kitty pajamas, with a bread stuck to his cheek, muttered, "Must Obey Zim..."
Chip was about to close the door in his face but Zim stopped it with his foot. "Not soo fast! I don't know who you are, but-"
"…I said my name was chip."
"SCILENCE! I don't care. I don't like you... I don't like anything about you..." Zim forced open the door, and stomped to Chip, who backed away as Zim stepped forward. "I don't like how you smell, I don't like how you talk, I don't like how you are getting too close with the Gaz-human, I don't even like how your name is a snack, and I ESPECIALLY DON'T LIKE HOW YOU BLINK!" Zim pointed aggressively to Chips face.
"But, I have to blink. It's a necessity!" Chip countered.
Zim narrowed his eyes to Chip, "Leave." Chip narrowed his eyes back to Zim, "Fine, but Gaz is coming with me."
"NO! Only YOU leave."
"I'm not leaving her here with the likes of you."
"Then I guess I'll have to teach you a lesson about messing with someone else's human!" Zim Smirked.
"We'll see who teaching who by the time I'm done with you." Chip smirked right back at Zim.
Zim swiftly used one of his PAK legs to purposely aim and miss Chips head, as he casually walked right in front of Chip, "I warn you, human, I am an Irken soldier and I've been fighting and killing before your great-grand parental-units have even born." Zim began grasping Chips neck, choking him, but Chip kicked him away, outside.
Zim lost his balance, but quickly regained his footing and was charged at by Chip. Zim moved out of the way, placing one of his PAK legs out to trip him. Chip fell to the cement ground but rolled upright before the alien jumped on him. Chip quickly shot up, as he knew being on the ground would make him vulnerable.
He grabbed Zim by his shirt and just when he was about to punch him, Zim aimed a PAK leg to his face, and Chip jumped back up just in time before it stabbed him. The Irken proceeded to use all his metal legs to try and stab Chip, until Chip backed up too far into a tree and one of Zims legs missed and hit the tree, getting it stuck.
Chip saw a moment of opportunity to kick him hard. As he did, the impact released Zim from the tree and fell back.
Chip then ran toward his attacker to jump on top of him, but Zim quickly reacted by charging a PAK leg at him. Chip tried to evade, but wasn't quick enough, as it gashed his upper left arm. He quickly held his wound to slow down the bleeding.
"Ha! I am amused at how fragile your weak, human body is. Give up now bef-" Zim was cut off as a brick flew mid-air and hit right inbeween his eyes, making the alien see stars as he spoke with a slur "…Ex-cuse me, good sir, but do you happen to have an asprin? I seem to have this un-berable splitting headache." He tried to shake off the mild concussion for a moment, but not before Chip got ahold of him in a head lock.
"Ack, I can't breeeee" Zim choked as Chip reached in between the PAK and Zims back with his open hand. He pressed a switch inside the unit till he head a desired clicked. Zim poked into Chips eyes to back him off. "AHHH, MY EYES!" Chip backed away to rub them.
Zim now quickly stood up before his enemy, "Now, I will end this once and for…" He tried to release one of his metal legs, but he felt it jamed up. "Eh," he tried again, "what tha-, hey! What did you do to my PAK!" the alien pointed aggressivly to his enemy.
"I put it a lock on it…" Chip snared with a pleased grin accross his features.
"No matter, I can still finish you off without it." Zim stood his ground, with a heavy glare towards his enemy, "You're more injured than I am, and judging by the loss of blood in your arm, you're pitiful human body is bound to give out any moment now, if you don't receive any attention on that disgusting wound."
"Care to challange that?" Chip held the gash as it continued to flow with each sudden move, but still managed to gather his strength to charge.
Zim charged back.
Zim managed to jump on top of Chip, pulling at his eye lids. "AHHH! Leave my eyes alone, I need those to see!" Chip cried as he pulled at Zims antennae. "AHH! MY ANTENNAE! I NEED THOSE FOR MY OTHER SUPERIOR SENSES!"
It was mildly entertaining for the most part, but Gaz couldn't bear to let this continue, as she watched through the living room window, so she finaly decided to end it. She walked outside to them sprawling on the floor. "THAT'S ENOUGH!"
The two let go of each other's grip and stood up slowly. Chip holding his arm, while Zim straightened his crooked feelers.
"What do you want Zim?"
"I merely just wanted to talk to you and nothing else, but cheeto, here-"
"CHIP!" Chip interrupted.
"This ugly 'chimp' here… started it first." Zim pointed accusingly to the injured boy.
"You're the one that wouldn't leave!" Chip started back.
"YOU should have left!" Zim responded.
Chip: "No, you!"
Zim: "Ugly."
Chip: "Freak."
Zim: "Stinky."
Chip: "Green."
"STOP IT ALREADY!" Gaz interrupt with a twitch in her eye.
The two opponents gave each other a dark glare, with grit teeth in competition towards the other. "Why are you even fighting this, Zim? Why don't you find yourself another slave? Gaz obviously doesn't want to follow 'you'," Chip grinned, "Your fighting this like you're in love with her, or something."
The alien inwardly choked and showed defeat through his inability to counter the argument, just as Gaz and Chip stared at him in ackward scilence.
"Zim?" Gaz broke the quietness as she took a cautious step toward him, "is this true?" Zim looked away in an attempt to hide his greenish blush of embarresment that thankfuly Chip couldn't see, however Gaz did. "Pshhh" Zim huffed, "please. 'Me' and a 'hew-man'? In love? Ha! That's ridiculous."
Gaz stared at Zim for a moment, and then moved her serious expression toward Chip. "Chip… I think it's best if you leave me and Zim to talk."
Zim stared at Gaz with a slight smile, but Chip looked at Gaz with confusion, "Are-are you serious? I don't trust this guy, Gaz!" He could see the determination in her eyes play out to him and after a moment, he walked over to Gaz, handed her a piece of paper, and whispered in her ear, "call me if you need me and I'll check by later to make sure your safe."
"Okay," She whispered back, just as she saw Zims antennai twitch from the corner of her eye. She wondered to herself if he might have heard Chips whisper.
As the injured boy departed, he gave the alien an ugly glare, but Zim just growled back.
Author: Like I said, it could have gone in many directions, but this is a ZAGR, not a StangerGR.
What will they discuss? Will Zim get what he wants? Just WHO is Chip and will he be posing any kind of problems? Will Gir finish all that turkey for himself? And will someone finally help that black cat on fire? All these questioned answered plus more in the Next Chapter of... Kootyitis! Tell me what you think sofar by commenting on the section \/ \/ \/BELOW \/ \/ \/ and also dont forget to follow and favorite this story and author... if you dare.
