A/N: hey minna! After a long and unscheduled computer/author crash, Weakness is back! Finally! More yaoi! A little bit of yuri! Even some pizza! Soemthing for everyone...unless you hate slash, in which case you should prolly not be reading this. Okay? Just making sure...sorry about the spelling errors, but I was in such a hurry to get this sucker up I didnt bother to spell-check. Forgive my laziness. This is kind of a "tying up loose ends" chapter...now the plot can begin. Bwahaha...
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Weakness
by Jibaku-chan
Chapter 10: Why Are You So Scared?
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Gaz lay on the couch, a peice of that mornings pizza in her hand. the cheese had congealed and the pepperoni was a little rank, but pizza is pizza, and Bloaty's Pizza Hog Pizza is pretty disgusting to begin with.

She glanced up at the wall clock. 5:30. Dib should have been home by now, but he hadnt even called yet. It was strange, his afterschool meetings with Zim never lasted this long before...

*knock-knock*

Shit. Someone at the door, and stuck in feety pajamas. Not good. "Im contagious!"

"Youre faking!" a voice rebutted. Her heart jumped. Fin! She jumped up and swung the door open.

"Fin...umm..." She stopped. They looked at eachother. Gaz didnt know what to do. Should she take her hand? Give her a hug? Run like hell and hide? They stood like that, both slightly red, untill-

"Gaz?"

"Yes?"

"You...wear feety pajamas?"

"Umm...yes."

"I see."

There was a beat of silence, and they both broke into hysterical giggling. The moment was broken. Fin leaned over and pecked Gaz on the cheek, making her blush further. "I guess this is new for both of us."

"Yeah."

"Still wanna try it?"

Gaz smiled widly. "Yeah."

"Wonderful." Fin stepped in and shut the door, holding out a VHS box like a ward against evil. "I brought a video..."
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They floated in antigravity, locked in eachothers arms, feeling the warmth of the two hearts between them. Zim's head was cocked so he could stare out the window at the infinte starfield surrounding the ship. Dib's face was buried in his chest. He wondered vaguely how Dib was breathing, and decided he didnt care.

What the hell had gotten into him? He was planning on taking this slow and doing it subtly. It was just, the look on Dib's face when he looked out that window...the shine of his glasses and the stars, and his messy hair...

Now he was thinking pure nonsence. He wasnt attracted to the stinkbeast, not at all.

So what was this feeling that made him hold the boy closer?

He was cold, that was all. Cold and regretting his rashness. After all, if he had taken it slowly, he could have controled Diob from a distance, manipulated him without giving any of himself. But now he was stuck with this thing, this tiny, mewling, pathetic-

"Zim?" His voice quaked in the darkness.

"Yes, Dib?" The kindness in his voice suprised him. It wasnt exactly forced.

"Are...are you sure about this?" How weak.

"I am. Are you?"

Dib's face buried further into his chest. "I...I think so." His voice was muffled.

Zim glanced down at Dib. He was completely curled into Zim, almost in the fetal position. His shoulders were huddled, and quaking a litle. With a bit of trepidation, Zim ran his hand along the side of Dib's head. He continues to stroke untill the huddling ceased. "Why are you so...scared?"

"I dunno. Its just...for all theese years, Ive been picked on and treated like a freak, you know? And everyone thinks Im crazy, and its because Ive been chasing you."
Dib turned his face to the side. "Maybe...maybe it was crazy of me, but I always wanted to have you, see what made you tick...you were my proof."

"Your proof?"

"Proof that I...that I was right about something. I had something right. Im always wrong..."

The pain in that statement was a little too much for Zim to take. He was all too aware of what Dib was talking about. Back in training, he was always messing up. He was the short one, the clumsy one, the last picked to compete. the tallest had had a little pity on him once, in a Great Assigning, and all he had managed to do was destroy half the planet. He had just wanted to be right so badly, just once...

He shook his head. He was right. He was an Invader. Humans were weak, thats all-

He felt cold, dry fingers rubbing agaisnt his brow. It felt nice agaisnt his burning skin. He realized he had ben blushing ever since Dib had lain agaisnt him. "Dib?"

"Yeah?"

"Is it really so hard to be...homosexual on this planet?"

Dib sighed. "Yes. I dont know why. Some people just take it badly."

"So we will have to hide it?"

"It...might be for the best." Dib sighed. "Kids pick on us enough already, you know?"

"Yes." Zim reached down and easily pulled Dib up to face him.

Dib blushed and smiled. "I dont know how great my self control will be..."

"We'll try." And then Zim kissed him for the second time. This time Dib was ready, and returned it in full. His lips tingled with warmth as Zim pulled away. "Its all we can do."

"Youre right." Dib glanced at his watch. "Oh geez! Its so late! Gaz must be worried, I'd better get home."

"This early?" Zim sighed. "Allright...but can I see you tomorow?"

In reply, he squeezed his hand. "Do you even have to ask?"
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Fin reclined next to Gaz, eating the last peice of leftover pizza, one hand entwined in her girlfriend's fingers. She had thought to bring the Clerks video, and now they were enjoying the movie for the 300th time. All those kids at school who thought that they were perverts...who would have imagined them just sitting around and eating pizza? It almost made her want to be deviant just for the hell of it.

"I wonder what comes next?"

"In the movie?" Fin yawned. "I thought youd seen it. You know that old guy that went into the bathroom near the begining? Well-"

"No, with us."

Fin grinned at the word. Us. It was so final. "I dont know, Gaz. I guess we should just keep rolling with it...I dont think you can make any mistakes too badly with stuff like this."

"I guess not." Gaz leaned into her, yawning a little. "I wodner where Dib is."

"He's over at Zim's, theyre doing that study thing."

"Study." Gaz snorted. "Ill bet theyre just making out."

"Me too. But do Dib a favor and pretend you don't know. He's still a little shy about it."

"Aww...I wanna tease him."

Fin ruffled Gaz's hair. "Give the poor boy a break. Growing up with you he got enough abuse."

"Whats that supposed to mean?" Gaz faced Fin in mock-anger. "I was a perfect sister-"

"Riiiight."

"Why you-"giggling, they wrestled a little on the couch. Gaz managed to get one of Fin's socks off and stated to tickle her. "hah! Revenge is mine! Revenge is-"

The front door slammed. "Fin? Gaz? Is that you?"

They scrambled apart, both looking up expectantly at the person who had just entered the room. Dib gave them a look. "What are you doing here?"

"Well, duh, Dib, I live here." Gaz snorted. "Why are you so late?"

"I was at Zims. Studying. Studying at Zims." Dib quickly babbled, turning red. "Hi, Fin."

"Hey, Dib. just came over to check on Gaz. She's feeling okay." She smield at him in a disarming way. "Why dont you watch a movie with us? I brought Clerks, and neither one of us would mind watching it again."

"Okay. Im...gonna go change." The bewildered Dib jogged up the stairs.

They two girls looked at eachother. Fin shrugged. "He looked...happy?"

They lost it again. They collapsed in a giggling heap. Peace was preserved, at least for the day.