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They were nearing Irk. Something that the Computer had no need to tell him about. Zim knew his coordinates pretty well. He did remain in bed however to spend lots of time with his Gaz as she laid peacefully beside him as she nuzzled up in the crook of his arm. He looked more protective than anything as he held her this way. He just loved this girl. Didn't want her to part. Repeated thoughts from him day in and day out. She moved a little just now, with her silky soft skin brushing against him, Zim fought the urge to wake her up by making love to her again even though his member came back to life when she did that.

Closing his eyes, he concentrated on his plans once again before they went suddenly shifting back to her. He will do his best to protect her. Zim will see that no harm will come of her. He will also fight to have her as his mate with the Control brains.

She shifted again, this time her hand brushing down along his stomach making him moan inside his head. She was still asleep, and he was fully awake. Zim moved his hand downwards and found himself pleasuring himself as he scanned that lovely face and body of hers.

For Gaz, she could have swore she felt movements beside her. Rapid ones making her peek to catch what he was doing to himself. She smiled at the scene as she looked up at his face which was staring back at her. "Couldn't wait?"

"You kept shifting and touching me. I couldn't help it." Zim replied enjoying the fact that she went to move on top of him. Feeling her slide him inside of her, he groaned out in pleasure. "Oh, Gaz."

Dib performed a diagnostic and looked towards Mimi. "What do you think?" He asked the virtually mute robot next to him who only nodded its approval to him. "Thanks. Better clear out of this room just in case though." It wasn't like he didn't have any faith in his ability, but this technology was still foreign to him. Clearing out of the room, he informed Tak that it is ready to go.

Tak looked at her controls and smiled. The human was indeed very handy. Activating the leap drive, they took off closing the gap between them and Zim by at least half a month. Seeing Dib come running in, she smiled up at him. "Good job and I see you increased the thrust in the engine itself. We'll be on top of them in no time."

"Good, I can't wait. Hopefully we can get to her before she ends up in that damn fight." Dib said as he leaned back in the seat.

"I hope so too, Dib."

"Gaz, are you alright?" Came the soft inquiry from the Computer.

Zim was off perfecting his plan while she went off to meditate in the library, but really Gaz was just staring at nothingness. "Not really, Computer. Too much on my mind." Came her equally soft reply.

"Would you like to share?"

"I am unsure of things. I'm going into something I never thought I would ever do in my life. I'm in love with someone in which I know after that battle will be the last time we see one another. My brother is chasing after me with another Irken that I have really no clue about. I know my brother can handle himself, but you can't help but worry." Fussing with her hair, she covered her face. "Just too much on my mind."

As much as he had little respect for Zim, he needed to say something to her. "I know he is trying his hardest to keep you protected even though you are his secret weapon. He is working on something so you aren't in the way so much. It is something he wouldn't want you to know off the cuff, but I thought I would share. I never seen him this way before."

Looking up at the ceiling, she asked, "What is he doing right now?"

"He's almost pulling his antenna's off."

Gaz stood up quickly and headed to his lab again where he was looking like he was pulling them off. "Don't do that, Zim. I enjoy touching those."

Zim smirked at her saying that. "How about the other thing?"

Coming over, she took his hands away from his antenna's, and kissed them both making him place her on his lap. "They have such a sweet taste to them."

"I don't want you hurt, Gaz." Moving her hair away from her face, he added, "I wish I never brought you into this, but then I wouldn't of met you."

"Classic double edge sword, Zim. Can I detour your mind for a second?"

"Sure."

"Is my brother safe with Tak?"

Zim wasn't a fan of her, but his reply was truthful. "I have a strong feeling she won't do any harm against your brother, Gaz. She is many things, but she won't do that."

"You never considered her, I take it."

Zim almost barfed at that thought. "Gaz, I'd rather go back to that planet and take a swim in that water for an hour or more then be with someone like her." Hearing her laugh at him making gagging sounds, he went to tickle her making her wiggle all over his lap. "See how you like being tortured."

Laughing hard, she wasn't use to laughing this much ever so she started begging for him to stop, but he kept going saying she deserved it for that laugh of hers. Eyeing his antenna, she placed it in her mouth making him instantly stop and purr. Moving along his lap teasing him like this she made believe he was going to get more when she hopped off of him, and said, "How did you enjoy being tortured?"

Zim was a puddle as he watched her run out giggling away. The vixen did it to him again making him get up, and run after her. She may be fast, but he was faster.

Red listened to Purple idly shaking his empty cup around as if he was being tricked into thinking it was empty. Red was use to him at this point where he could ignore most things, including his endless appetite. At least it allowed him to think while Purple was occupied with something.

Hearing Purple give up on his empty container, he tossed that aside hitting a guard on the bottom while he stood staring ahead of him giving the appearance that he was in as deep of thought as, Red, but he threw his hands up in defeat. "Ugh."

"What is it now?" Red sneered.

"Hey! Don't take that attitude with me, I'm just bored is all. We should do something to amuse ourselves." Purple suggested.

"Remember how we use to amuse ourselves by making, Zim believe how we appreciated him?" Red asked seriously.

Purple and Red stood there thinking back when he was just a small thing. Still arrogant. Still stupid. Still fun to laugh at. Both looked at one another casually before they started to fall into a fit of laughter. They both supported each another by their shoulders as they continued laughing while everyone around them remained serious.

Purple wiped some moisture away from his eye. "Oh good times. Good times." He breathed out.

"Oh yeah and now he is coming here with some sort of secret weapon to take over the Empire. Pfft." Red said with the sneer returning to his face again.

Once again they both looked at one another to start guffawing. "Oh, Red, Red, stop making me laugh so much, you'll make me lose my snacks I just ate." Purple chortled.

"We have more. Don't worry about it." Red assured him slapping his back. "His secret weapon is probably a mop being pushed by that stupid robot of his."

"HA! But that robot is advanced remember?"

Red watched as Purple fell to his knees in a fit of laughter while he went stoic again. "Remember that you still can't trust a crazy being, Purple."

"But it is Zim after all."

Zim caught up with Gaz in the practice room as he stalked up to her with his hands up and full of glee in his face as he examined her very mischievous look on her face. "What are you planning, my little Gaz?"

Gaz fought the urge to smile much larger than the tiny smile she currently possessed as she studied him. His face was much happier looking then when she first came to him, so this might do him some good as she took a step back feeling one of his pak legs would come out any second to grab at her. "I don't know, Zimmy. What am I planning?"

"Planning on giving me a little strip tease, my sweet?"

"No, but you will soon." With a wink, she quickly grabbed the bow staff from the wall, and struck first making him duck out of the way.

Zim approved as he came up to regard her. "So how will this strip tease work?"

"Each blow taken, that person has to remove an article of clothing. It will keep going until the winner claims his prize." Gaz knew this would make him forget. Make him happy. "Just remember don't kill the person your fighting."

Loving this type of practice already, he prepared himself by grabbing his weapon. "I'm game."

"Oh I know you are... Loser." She winked at him as they began their dance where she was the one that landed the first strike to him. Stepping back, she said, "Strip."

Zim obliged by removing his shirt and tossing it aside. Positioning themselves again, they went at it again hardly ever faltering this time knowing that neither one of them wanted to be a loser, until he smacked her not hard on her buttocks. Stepping back, he told her to strip. When she just took off a shoe, he cocked his head at her. "What was that?"

Winking at him, her eyes twinkled. "My shoe is considered an article of clothing, Zim."

He shook his head at his vixen as they went at it again where it seemed that they were equal so far in removing their clothes. When they were both down to their underwear. Well her with her underwear and him with his along with one boot, Zim found the more she undressed, the more it was harder for him to concentrate. "You aren't allowed to do this on the battlefield."

"As if I'd share myself with anyone else, Zim." Gaz pointed out quickly knocking him on his back and crouching down to take his boot off. "You want to yield to me, Zim?"

"Never." Getting up, he loved how quickly she got back on her feet. He also loved that hidden strength in her as their staffs connected and neither one wanted to back down. Zim thought those eyes were even more lovelier with that determination there as they put their muscles into their connection until the damn things broke making them stand there for a brief second before they broke down laughing.

"Well, I guess we both win, Zim and those staffs are pathetic losers." Gaz placed her hands on her hips trying to act coy as she backed away from him to remove her bra to toss it at him. "The question is, who will remove the last of their underwear last and really claim themselves the victor?"

Slyly grinning at her, he enjoyed the vision he had in front of him so far.

"Are you gonna cheat by using those legs of yours?" Gaz inquired. She enjoyed the glee marked in his face. She knew he thought he had this in the bag with her.

"Little Gaz, you never specified in the rules that I couldn't use them." Was his response as he gave a mental command to activate his legs.

She heard the slight sound of them starting to emerge making her move back, and place her hand down into her panties. Zim stopped moving as he stared at where her hand. Gaz mewled out tossing her head back, and sitting on the ground waiting for him to come closer. His pak legs now out, but dragging behind him. Hearing him come closer, she quickly swept her leg across the back of his legs knocking him down. Snickering, she quickly went to straddle herself on top of him smiling proudly down at him.

Zim was proud of her. He knew she wouldn't use that technique out there with anyone, but with him he smiled up at her.

Gaz remembered something he cheered in one of their practices, a cheer that kinda annoyed her making her want to say it for once. "VICTORY! Victory for Gaz!" And started laughing.

Zim ran his tongue along the inside of his teeth after hearing that. "So what does, Gaz want from me?"

I want to be your mate and have babies together, Gaz thought.

"I think you know what I want, Zim." She replied laying on top of him to kiss him.