Well, I haven't written in a while, and I've decided to start writing a lot more now, even though I have school to go to. I never imagined me writing an Invader Zim fic. Yes, this will be slash fic and if you have a problem with slash, then why are you reading this in the first place?

Oh yes, and if you must know, GIR's my fave character, and GIR will always be my fave character.

And in this fic, Dib and Zim are both 13, because on the show, I think they look pretty ten to me, and I set this three years in the future.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Invader Zim or its characters, and you all know it! So don't sue me, because I'm broke and you'd only get a Barbie doll with matted hair from a long time ago.

Okay, onto the fic!

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Insult
By: Bishoujo at Large (Puppyfeet)
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It was another day at 'skool'. It was the usual except their evil teacher was replaced with a substitute, a young woman named Miss Smith. And since young teachers can be better than the old ones at times, she decided that her class should go on a class picnic.

Her class happened to be the one with Zim and Dib in it. And Zim and Dib happened to be at each other's throats more agressively today.

"Stupid alien scum!"
"Stupid Earth geek!"

Insults like these were being exchanged between Zim and Dib, and the other students were starting to gather around, some betting money saying they'd see blood in a minute or two.

Miss Smith came running up before Dib was able to throw a punch at Zim, and pulled the two apart.

"Boys, what are you doing?!" she asked impatiently. Dib was struggling to get out of Miss Smith's grip, but found she was actually very strong. Zim was trying to do the same thing, and he got an arm out to try and lash at Dib.

"He keeps on calling me an alien!" Zim said angrily.
"But it's true! He is! Just look at his skin! It's green and he has no ears!" Dib screamed, trying to get the truth about Zim out again.
"How many times have I told you, it's a skin condition!" Zim screamed back, taking his free arm and pointing at his cheek.
"Skin condition my ass!"

Dib pulled out a huge book once he was able to get a free arm out as well. "I've been doing research in the fields of diseases and such, and I found there's no such thing!"

Zim stopped squirming. "Oh really?" Dib smirked at him.
"Really."
"Well then you must have an old book," Zim said grabbing the book with his free arm. He flipped the pages until he decided to go back the front. Even though he'd only been on Earth for three years, he had taken up some Earthling interests, and one of them was books.

Once Zim had found what he was looking for, he laughed triumphantly. "Ha! This book is way out of date!" He pointed to the copyright and shoved it up to Dib so roughly that it almost broke his glasses. Zim was right too. This book was made way back in 1945.

Dib raised his face out of the book and glared at the alien boy. He wouldn't let an alien be smarter than he was.

Dib noticed that Zim's arm was still being held back by the teacher, and the other was still holding the book. He took this as an opportunity. He used his free arm and balled his pale hand into a fist and swung it at Zim. His fist jammed into Zim's gut.

Zim got the wind knocked out of him, and his other arm was freed. He collapsed onto the ground holding his now sore gut; even though he had no human organs, it still hurt just as much. He looked up at Dib who was smirking. Oddly, Zim found something attractive about it. A cross between cute and cocky.

'What am I thinking?!' Zim thought. 'I shouldn't think anyone's cute, especially him! I'm only here to conquer this miserable planet, nothing else!'

Zim was angry now that Dib had punched him. He stood up and plowed into Dib, knocking him out of the teacher's stronghold. They hit the ground with a thud, Dib getting his head hit on the ground.

"God damn you!" Dib yelled as Zim's fist connected with his jaw. Zim tipped over and rammed his head into Dib's. Dib screamed and despite the throbbing pain in his head now, kneed Zim in the spot where he had punched him.

Zim pulled on Dib's black hair, making him scream even more. Dib grabbed the alien boy's green arms and slowly inserted his nails into his skin, and then started dragging them slowly down, making Zim's blood surface.

Having red blood like Earthlings was sort of an advantage for Zim, but the pain made him wriggle and squirm. (AN: I don't what color of blood Zim has...) Zim and Dib heard kids cheering them on, and they both felt hands trying to pry them away from each other, which they weren't going to let happen.

Dib stopped dragging his nails down Zim's now bloody arms, and kept his nails stationary making Zim squirm even more. He felt the alien's gloved hands move up his cheek and up to the bridge of his nose where they stopped. He felt a fist hit him there. Dib closed his amber eyes, and he felt his glasses breaking in two, falling off of his face.

It was no use to keep fighting like this with Zim, as he could no longer see. Dib decided to throw one more blow at Zim, just to get back at him for breaking his glasses. Even though he had a replacement pair, those first ones were expensive. He used his fist and jammed into Zim's chest, knocking him off of Dib.

Miss Smith came up and grabbed both of their arms again, making sure she was careful with Zim's, and led them to the school nurse.

Once they were there, they went to a room with a small bed and health posters on the walls. Miss Smith let go of their arms and started to walk out of the room. "Boys, I'm going to the principal's office to discuss about your behavior. Both of you sit on the bed and don't move until the nurse gets here," she said, and she slammed the door and walked off.

Dib and Zim jumped up on the bed, backs turned. They didn't say a word to each other for awhile, and Zim decided to break the deafening silence.

"I can't believe I stooped so low as to punch an Earth dweeb like you. And I didn't even use my own weapons," he muttered. Dib turned around.
"Hey, shut up! At least I got my nails through that stupid outfit of yours!" Dib retorted. He glared at Zim's back as best as he could.

Zim turned around with a grin on his face. Dib stared inquisitively at him. "What're you smiling at?" he asked the smiling alien boy. Zim started laughing as he pointed towards Dib's eyes.

"I'm glad I broke your glasses though! You look so funny without them!" Zim said laughing. Dib smirked. "I have an extra pair, y'know. Puts a downer on your humor," he said putting his hands behind his head. Zim stopped laughing in an instant. He glared at Dib.

"Stupid," Zim muttered.
"Alien freak," Dib replied.
"I hope you get in more trouble than me."
"You'll get in more I bet because you're an alien!" Dib and Zim started forming fists with their hands again.

"Hello boys," said the school nurse who had just walked through the door. "Whoa, you two looked like you were in a fight." They both rolled their eyes at the nurse.

She examined Dib first, checking the bridge of his nose and the bump on his head. She touched his tenderized forehead, which made him pull back and wince. "Well, you're lucky you didn't break your nose," she said to Dib. She put an ice pack on his forehead and then turned to Zim.

She examined the scratches on his arms, and the bruise that was starting to develop on his jawline. "Just a second," the nurse said as she walked towards a drawer and pulled something out of it. She had a spray for cuts and scratches in her hand. She grabbed Zim's small arm and cleaned the blood off with a wet cotton ball.

"This might sting a bit," she told Zim, and sprayed the liquid on his arm. Zim tried with all of his might to not think about the pain of possibly blistering up. He grabbed onto Dib's and kept a tight hold on it. Dib glared at Zim who had his eyes shut tight. As he saw that Zim wasn't enjoying this, his expression softened and he sighed and let him continue holding his coat.

"The pricipal said he wants you two after this," the nurse said to them both.
"You may leave." The two boys left the nurse's room quietly. They walked down to the principal's office and sat on the chairs outside.

Both Dib and Zim were in silence again. Dib was startled when he heard Zim whimpering and rubbing his green arms. He saw the pain in his eyes. It wasn't fake whiny pain. It was real pain. Zim was feeling pain right now.

"I bet you'll get the worst punishment, Zim," Dib said.
"It's better than being Miss Smith's. She's probably acting like Ms. Bitters now because of us," Zim replied. Dib arched one of his eyebrows.
"That's probably the only thing we agree on, Zim."

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I know, it sucked, didn't it? But, it was my first, so hurrah! So I hoped you enjoyed the first chapter of this. The next one will probably be here by tomorrow or Sunday. Bye for now!

Zim says review or he'll kill you. Aww, ain't that sweet?