Dlbn: I have NO excuse for why this is so late. Except that I promised my friend a Cloud/Sephiroth fanfic for Christmas, so I had to write that and post it. that's done now though, so I'm off of working on that. And exams are annoying. Thankfully I only have two more to do, but neither of them are for tomorrow. My last day is Wednesday, so hopefully I'll get off my butt and update more!

Nbld: Thank you to InvaderRue31777, ecrounox, Invader Ang, Trust me I'm Silver, Shar're from Abydos, kyothefallenkit, suckishLEMONADE, MoonToy, Mio-chan and Limey Man, and XxFuTuRe-EaRtH-RuLeRxX for reviewing! Cookies for all! (Tosses out a bunch of cookies)

Ecrounox: I didn't think of Gaz walking in on them. Another time, maybe. They won't expect her home or something. I can just imagine the look on her face. "That's more of my brother then I ever wanted to see in my life."

Invader Ang: It DOES taste like bologna! Yay! Thank you! ^^

Trust me I'm Silver: I think they're in the middle of hell by now. But they'll get out eventually!

Shar're from Abydos: Sorry for not answering. My bad. =^.^=

Dib will most likely find out in the sequel. Yes, I have an idea for a sequel! He's either gonna learn at the end of this or in there. I'm leaning more towards the end of this, after Zim and Dib find out who Mask and Iz are.

Kyothefallenkit: They're oblivious like that. XD

suckishLEMONADE: Disturbingly cute is appropriate in this case, I think. XD My friends would be disturbed completely, but they can go away.

Mio-chan and Limey Man: I'm happy to know your hair likes ZADR. Mine doesn't care either way, I think. (Sweatdrop) Hifive! Oh yea for 3D! Yugioh the Abridged. Awesome. I went to a concert with a friend and her boyfriend, and they were quoting the episodes all day. It was funny. I gotta watch that sometime…

XxFuTuRe-EaRtH-RuLeRxX: Spoiler alert! Zim's parents don't find him at the end of this. That comes in the sequel. ^^

Disclaimer: I own nothing but Krill and the Mask. I wonder where Krill is now, anyway? (Checks under foot) Nope, not there. I'll keep looking! Anyway, Invader Zim and everything related to the show belongs to Jhonen C Vasquez. I only own a ton of merch.

000

Zim awoke the next morning in Dib's arms. The older teen was still asleep, nestled against Zim's chestnut hair. Zim sighed contently and nuzzled under Dib's chin. Last night was, strangely enough, so much better then with Moth. Why was that? Zim loved both men…didn't he? Oh…Moth…Zim paused. Why did everything come back to Moth? First it was all going back to Krill, then Dib, and now Moth. Couldn't Zim clear his mind for once? Zim chuckled. Of course not. That would be too easy. And the universe just loved screwing with him. Just like the guys in his life. Zim chuckled at his own thoughts and noticed Dib waking up.

"Morning." Dib greeted, hugging Zim close.

"Morning." Zim agreed, kissing Dib.

They pulled apart and Dib pressed his foreheads to Zim's. "That was amazing." He said.

Zim nodded. "Yup." He said.

Dib laughed. "Hey…can I ask you something?"

"Sure." Zim shrugged. "What?"

"Your club boyfriend…uh…how…serious is it?"

Zim flushed instantly. "Oh." He muttered. "Well…we…you know…a couple times but…what about you?"

"Same here." Dib said. "We both agreed that our real relationships wouldn't get in the way, so…"

Zim thought for a minute. "Would you like to meet him?"

"Meet him?" Dib raised an eyebrow. "Uh…sure." He smiled. "You can meet mine too, if you want."

"Sounds like a plan."

Someone knocked on Dib's bedroom door. "Zim, Dib, lunch!" Gaz said. "The monitor won't give me food until you enter the approval code!"

"Approval code?" Zim repeated.

"It's a long story. I just have to press 'yes' when it asks me something. It's a recorded message from dad, since he's at work a lot." Dib explained quickly. "Coming, Gaz!"

"Hurry up!" Gaz ordered. "Get dressed and get out here!"

"How did she…?" Zim's eyes widened.

"She probably came in here earlier to see if I was home or not." Dib shrugged. "Wait, she said lunch. What time is it?"

Zim turned and looked at the clock on Dib's nightstand. "Noon."

"We slept all morning?" Dib asked, startled. He sat up. "Did your parents say when you had to be back?"

Zim gave him a look.

"Oh…right…" Dib flushed. "Sorry, I forget sometimes."

"It's okay." Zim laughed. "Not everyone can remember everything all of the time."

Dib's door flew open and both the boys looked towards it. Gaz stood in the doorway, her face showing anger at her brother for not moving quicker.

"I said get out here and enter your approval code now!"

"Can't you enter it?" Dib groaned. "You only have to hit 'yes'."

"It checks DNA, Dib, it will know if I press it twice." Gaz said. "If you don't get your ass up now, I don't care if you don't have pants on. I will drag you downstairs myself!"

"Alright, alright!" Dib rolled his eyes. "Turn around so I can change."

Gaz growled, but did as he asked. Dib slid out of bad and yanked his pants up, buttoning the brass button on the top. "Sorry, Zim." He said. "I'll be back." Dib leaned over and kissed his boyfriend, before racing out the door after Gaz.

Zim sighed and sat up. Noon already? It felt earlier then that. Zim couldn't believe he'd asked Dib to meet Moth. What was he thinking?

000

When Monday rolled around, Dib and Zim walked through the front gates of the Skool holding hands. People were whispering and looking, but neither teen cared. Zim leaned his head on Dib's shoulder as they walked, sending a glare at a kid who gave them both a look that Zim didn't like. He recognized it as disgusted mixed with anger. But with how some people were around town, it was no surprise. People had been giving them looks on the way over, considering that they rode the City Bus together. Zim lad leaned against Dib, laying sideways on the seat. A little kid that was across from them had loudly asked his mother why 'those boys are sitting like that'. Her response had equally been as loud, and it wasn't something Zim liked. He was glad they got to Skool when they did, or he would have said something.

Keef bounded over to Dib and Zim when he saw them come closer. "About time, you two!" Keef said dramatically, pointing his finger in the air.

"Shut up, Keef." Zim ordered, lightly shoving the redhead.

Keef giggled.

"You already knew about us, genius." Dib added.

"Well, yea, but you guys weren't all lovey-dovey." Keef said. "Did something happen between you?"

A glare from Zim and a blush on Dib's cheeks made Keef squeal and put his hands to his mouth.

"I knew it!"

"We went out, Keef, don't get any ideas." Zim sighed, already knowing what the other was thinking.

Just because he was happy to be with Dib didn't mean he wanted his friends knowing the intimate parts of their relationship. He wasn't even going to tell Moth, let alone Keef.

"His blush says otherwise."

"If I'm blushing, it's only because it didn't sound right." Dib snapped.

"Sure, sure." Keef rolled his eyes. "Whatever you say, Dibby!"

"Dibby?" Dib arched an eyebrow.

"What's going on?" Torque asked, clamping a hand onto Dib's shoulder. 'I could hear Keef from the front steps."

The others were with him. Sarah was looking at Zim and Dib's intertwined hands, almost longingly. Zim wondered if she wanted to be the one holding Dib's hand. Zim gave Dib's hand a light squeeze and smiled when Sarah looked at him. She glared, but she didn't say anything.

"Keef thinks me and Zim…" Dib paused. "You know."

"Well, did you?" Torque raised an eyebrow.

Dib didn't answer.

"No answer means yes." Brian warned.

"It's not your business." Zim responded for Dib.

Dib nodded. "I agree." He said. "I don't ask about what you two do." He nodded to Zita.

"I'd tell you if you wanted to know." Torque informed.

"You'd better not." Zita hissed, warning him with her eyes.

"I wouldn't be specific!"

"Hey, you two." Keef addressed them. "We're pretty open around here about relationships, and we welcome you into the gang, but tell us stories of your sexual conquests and I will seriously hurl. More then 50% of us are gay over here, you know."

Zim stifled his laughter against the back of his hand.

"Shut up, Keef." Torque ordered.

"It's true, you know." Gaz pointed out, scowling at the jock.

The bell rang before Torque could retaliate. "Hey, Dib, can we talk for a minute?" Torque asked.

"Uh…sure." Dib said. He kissed Zim. "I'll see you later."

"Okay." Zim smiled. "See ya later."

Keef grabbed Zim by the arm. "Come on, Romeo." He said. "We need to talk to. Like, now."

"Uh…" Zim couldn't say more as Keef yanked him away by the arm.

The others followed, waving goodbye to Dib and his friends.

Dib turned to Torque. "What's up?" He asked.

"Look…" Torque paused. "This whole bonding thing our groups our doing…I don't think it's working well."

"What do you mean?" Dib asked. "You guys are getting along with Zim's friends, right?"

"Yeah, at the party we did." Jessica said.

"Keef is just a little too much to handle, still." Brian informed. "And they aren't too happy with us being here."

"What are you talking about?" Dib laughed. "I don't see any real problems."

"You heard Keef, right?"

"Heterosexual displays of intimacy gross him out." Dib shrugged. "Like when Zim and I kiss in front of you guys. I know you don't like it, but that doesn't mean you don't like me. Keef's just expressing his opinion, is all."

"Just cause you two are dating, does that mean we have to hang with them all the time?" Sarah wondered twirling some of her long, navy blue hair between her fingers.

"Well, no, I don't want to make you guys uncomfortable…" Dib rubbed the back of his neck. "But once and a while, could you try?"

"Fine, for you, we will." Rob agreed.

Dib smiled softly. "Thanks guys."

000

"So why do we need to talk?" Zim asked Keef as he was pulled down the hall.

"You." Keef said. "We wanted to ask you something." His voice had a strange singing quality to it.

"…Yeah?" Zim was a bit hesitant.

"Well, the GLASS club normally celebrates birthdays with a big party." Gretchen said.

"You guys really like parties, huh?" Zim wondered.

"You don't know the half of it." Gaz sneered.

"Oh stop being so grumpy, Gazzy!" Keef ordered.

Gaz's left eyebrow twitched. "Did you just call me 'Gazzy'?"

"You can doom him later, Gaz." Dirge said. "Let him ask Zim the question first."

"Thanks, Dirgy!" Keef smiled at his friend.

"Dirgy?" The other boy repeated.

Gretchen and Melvin shrugged.

"So when's your birthday?" Keef asked. "We wanna celebrate it!"

"I…really wish you wouldn't." Zim muttered. He didn't want to have to calculate his birthday. It was October here, but it was May or so back home.

"Please?" Keef begged, giving Zim a puppy-dog look.

"I don't want a party." Zim waved his hands. "My birthday isn't a big deal!"

He didn't know his real birthday anyway, having been living in the streets for four years until his mother found him. They called the day that she took him home his birthday. November 5.

"Just let him know when it is. He'll forget if he doesn't write it down, anyway." Gaz informed.

"November 5." Zim answered. Technically, his birthday would be April 5 on Earth, but this was easier.

That was when Zim noticed Keef scribbling on his hand with a pen. "Oh, come on, Keef!" Zim begged. "Get that off your hand!"

"Nope!" Keef beamed. "We're celebrating it now. Yay!"

"Keef, I normally don't threaten people, but…" Zim paused. "If you don't wipe that off of your hand, I'll wipe it off of your hand for you."

Gaz raised an eyebrow, pausing her Gameslave for once in her life. "I think I'm starting to like you a bit more." She informed.

"Uh…thanks." Zim turned back to Keef. "Please Keef?" He asked.

"Hmmm." Keef pretended to think for a moment. "You'll have to catch me!" He took off down the hall.

"Don't do this, Keef." Gretchen moaned.

Zim snarled. "I'll catch him." He jumped and sped off after the other boy, chasing him through the crowded hallways and dodging people.

The bell rang as they sped past Mr. Elliot.

"Boys, no running in the halls!" He called after them. "Get to class!"