Ugh, major writers block, but I finally decided on a word! "J is for Japan" It'll make sense when you read on. Thank you for the support you guys ^^

Licorice's POV

I relaxed on my warm sofa, enjoying my last 2 days of Christmas vacation. I didn't have much to do, and I was too shy now to ask Zim OR Dib about going anywhere or doing anything. Funny thing is, I'm never shy even in those encounters... Oh well, I guess they are just different to me. The phone started ringing and I ran to it as quickly as possible, it was probably mom & dad.

-END OF POV-

"Hello? Oh! Hey Mom! How's it going?" Licorice smiled as she spoke to her mom.

"...WHAT?" Licorice was in awe of what her mom had just told her. she listened to her more.

"I-I... YES! I can't believe it! Oh my gosh! This is SO COOL! Thank you! Oh... Yeah! Okay, Talk to you soon then! Bye." She hung up the phone, squealing and jumping around. and darted to her room, gathering her stuff up. She grabbed some suitcases out of her closet and began packing.

She was moving to Japan.

-2 Days later-

Licorice sighed as she sluggishly walked to school. She was extremely tired because she was up all night packing. She had to pack her mom's and dad's stuff that they had left behind aswell, she still had lots to pack too. She walked into the school doors and slowly took off her jacket, ignoring the odd looks she got. Her eyes were half closed and she didn't really stand up straight. The bell rang and she slowly made her way into class. She threw her backpack onto the desk and slumped down in her chair.

"So class, the subject for today is DOOM."

"Isn't that always the subject?" Licorice said through her yawning, leaning back in her chair. The teacher hissed in her face and Licorice didn't even flinch, her eyes were almost closed, anyway.

The teacher went back to explaining how horrible things were to happen, we were all to die, doom, and so on. Not more then an hour into the class Licorice was dead asleep. The teacher yelled her name almost 5 times, and Licorice never woke up. The teacher took a ruler and whacked Licorice on the knuckles, she jumped up and squealed, holding her hand.

"What the hell was that for?" Licorice yelped. The teacher hissed.

"You were ASLEEP in class."

"Well sorry for not caring about shit no-one cares about." Licorice snapped back, the class seemed to gasp, and then scoot their desks back, except for Zim, oddly enough. A smoky aura came around her and her eyes glowed white.

"If you are to speak to me like that, you'll be sent to the underground classroom." Licorice didn't flinch, she was so tired that it was hardly registering in her brain. She didn't understand hardly at all, she starting dozing off right in-front of the teacher.

"LICORICE!"

"Huh? What? Oh..." She snapped her eyes open again, she flattened her cat ears in irritation.

"Obviously you're too tired to even absorb what I have to say. Go home." The teacher was obviously pissed, fiery in her eyes. Licorice didn't care, nor did she barely notice. She grabbed her backpack and slung it over her shoulder, and with her eyes almost closed, she shuffled out of the classroom. Zim's eyes followed her all the way, and she didn't even notice.

"Ugh. I'm so tired... This is weird. Sure.. I only got an hour of sleep.. but..." She spoke quietly to herself, debating and yawning constantly. She reached her house and she was literally about to pass out. She walked in, threw her backpack on the ground, slammed the door, and went and laid down on the sofa.

"Ermm. Okay, just a nap, then back to packing." She said, yawning. Within seconds she fell asleep.

-4 Hours Later-

Licorice was dead asleep on the sofa until she heard pounding. She slowly woke up, streching and yawning, until she realized it was the door.

"Oh! Uhm.. Just a minute.." She tried to yell, she even sounded like she just woke up, her words were a bit slurred. She slowly got up, stretching some more, and walked to the door, opening it.

"Oh, hey Zim... Whats up.." She leaned up against the door frame, still half asleep, he seemed confused.

"Uh. Zim wanted to know... how Lici-human was..." He tried to ask nonchalant, which didn't work too well, but Licorice was too tired to notice.

"Oh, yeah. I'm fine. Thanks. I'm just tired from packing."

"Packing? For what?"" Zim asked her interested.

"Oh, I didn't tell you? I'm moving to Japan with my parents. It'll be so much fun!" Licorice's spirit upped a bit and she felt less tired.

"Japan? What's that? Is that not here?" Licorice stopped her happiness giggling and looked at him, who seemed to... want to know if she was "leaving" or not.

"Well.. yeah... I mean... I don't have many friends here.. and I always wanted to go to Japan.." Licorice looked down and fiddled her fingers around another.

"You have friends! Errr.. What about.. Gir? And uh... That... smelly one I don't like!"

"You and Dib aren't much of friends are you?" Licorice teased, knowing all too well the situation. He just glared at her.

"Zim has no friends!"

"Oh, I see. What about Gir? Isn't he your friend?"

"...ZIM HAS NO FRIENDS! He is just... a servant." He didn't look at her while saying that last part of his sentence.

"Oh, okay then...Well I better continue packing.." She looked away from him, she couldn't really say it to his face.

"When will you be back?" He asked, he had no idea what the situation was about.

"Uhm... I... When I move... I won't be coming back..." She looked down at her black boots, the one's she never took off while she slept.

"You can't!" He yelled, she flattened her cat ears at the sudden sound.

"Why?" She asked, irritated. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her into him, her back to him, he tied her wrists together and covered her mouth. Her red eyes were wide and she struggled to get away, but he had her with too much of a grip.

"You won't be laving. You will be the perfect test subject. Once I test you and find out more about your race, and the.. why you're half-animal...thing. THEY WILL ALL PRAISE ZIM AND ZIM WILL BE THE LORD OF ALL HUMANS." He smiled in success, then laughed, Licorice didn't know what to do, but there was one thing to try. She flipped around, making him lose grip, she kicked him, knocking him over into the snow. Which in result, burned his skin.

"What is your problem? I just started trusting you!" She yelled at him as he freaked out over the snow on his skin.

"This is why it'll be so easy to get rid of you all, you trust too easily and you're all close-minded" He said through frequent yelps of pain, he laughed nonetheless.

"I can't believe you..." Licorice's voice cracked a bit, but her expression was filled with hated and anger. She pulled and pulled until her wrists slipped out of the rope, and she threw it on the ground. She ran back inside and slammed the door, locking it and all her windows. At the last window she locked, she slid down the wall, curling one of her fists.

"Why is he like this? I don't see this in him... maybe I am too trusting.." She growled, her eyes were still filled with anger, but there was a faint sadness. Though she wasn't sad, or so she thought.

"For a few seconds I was regretting leaving... now I will leave."