A/N: It gets decidedly slashy from here on in. I just couldn't see it going any other way.
Another Approach
"They what?" Dibs' eyes got wide. "Banished you? Why?"
Zims' eyes were down cast. Inside he was fighting down an evil grin. "I wasn't supposed to involve a Human in this matter. It was a breach in regulations, a big one. It's nearly unforgivable of me to have even talked to you."
"That's insane!" Dib said scowling. He paused a moment. "What happens to you?"
Zim shrugged half-heartedly. "I guess I go nowhere." He sighed deeply. "It seems Earth is my home now." He forced a little sob into his voice.
Dib rubbed the back of his neck. "Well, I know you've just been cut off from the rest of your kind, but it could have been worse right?" He asked. "The Planet Jackers could have won, or something worse."
"This is true, but." He shook his head dejectedly. "I think I just need to come to terms with some things." He looked up with lavender contacts over his eyes. "But, can you do one thing for me Dib?"
"Anything." Dib replied.
"Be my friend. I have a feeling I'm going to need one."
Dib smirked, Zim almost gagged at it. "I thought I already was."
Zim forced a brightened look on his face then got up. "Thanks. I'm just going to go home now. I will see you later." He walked slowly away from Dib, an evil smile spreading across his lips.
* * *
Zims' eyes narrowed at his screens. So much to do.
The Dib-Human had totally believed his story of total banishment. Like his superiors would ever do that again. He laughed to himself at the mere thought.
Then back to business.
His mission wouldn't be that hard. It had been simple so far. Dib trusted Zim and Zim used that to his advantage.
"Soon Dib." He said quietly to himself. "You will know the sweet sensation of betrayal." He moved a finger across the screen. It flickered showing him more information on Humans and their disgustingly intimate ways.
He cringed. "Hideous." He whispered but kept searching. He would need this information.
* * *
Everything took time, years to be a little more precise. It was very taxing for Zim to be patient. But he was getting more used to it. This might even be good for him to learn some patience. Yes, very good indeed.
For now he got closer to Dib. He had everything he needed now to set off a full-scale invasion once the Armada arrived. But they were delayed. It seemed that Invader Spleens' planet was being difficult and putting up an impressive fight.
No matter though, he would be reached eventually. And when that happened...
He squelched a ranting laugh as he approached Dibs' front door. He shook himself free of the manic energy and rang the doorbell.
Gaz answered the door. She didn't look impressed on seeing him. He wasn't very tall, even with the growth spurts he had yet to reach five feet. The seemed that the reason water hurt so much was because it was jump-starting his cell reproduction at an insane pace. He only braved short treatments once a month because of the intense pain.
"He's up in his room." She said turning back to her drawing. She did impressive art. Zim considered keeping her around after the invasion for that reason. But that could wait as well.
He didn't answer her as he climbed the stairs. He hardly understood the concept of so many steps. But he had found that Humans had an irrational love for rectangular shapes and used them as often as possible. Strange creatures.
He paused before Dibs bedroom door. It was open a little. He pushed on it. "Dib?"
Dib turned to him slowly. He was sitting cross-legged on the floor in his usual attire surrounded by magazines. "Oh hi. I wasn't expecting you for a while yet."
Zim shrugged. "I had thought I was late actually."
"Oh."
Zim didn't like the way the Human was acting. "You seem, unwell." He said. If the Human was sick this might be a dangerous place for him to be.
"I'm just a little down I guess. People get like that sometimes."
Inwardly Zim was relived. Outwardly he was 'concerned'. He sat down amidst the paranormal articles. "Would you be less 'down' if you were to talk about it?"
Zim nearly smacked himself. Stupid Humans and their communication needs.
"Maybe." Dib replied. He shrugged. "I guess I'm just feeling a little lonely."
Lonely? The Human was LONELY? Pathetic creature.
"I'm sure you know how that is." Dibs eyes left the floor and met Zims'.
"I know a little of it." Zim said nodding his head.
"I feel so cut off from everyone. No one likes me or talks to me. I'm constantly called crazy or something. My father barely recognizes me and my sister only sees me as a problem." Dib sighed. "I just don't know how to take any of it sometimes."
Zim felt there was a cue in there somewhere. Dib was directing something at him, something alien and horribly foreign to Zim.
He braced himself and reached out and touched Dibs hair with a gloveless hand.
The boy jerked in surprise and stared wide eyed.
Fighting down an urge he knew would bring no good to his charade Zim blinked slowly. "Sometimes, we aren't as lonely as we think." He slid his hand down Dibs' face.
The Humans' eyes closed. "Zim, I."
"Shhh." Zim quieted Dibs' voice with his other hand and those amber eyes came open. "I can promise you at least one moment where you won't feel this loneliness." He took that hand from Dibs' face and removed his wig.
Dib shifted nervously as Zim came closer. He shook slightly when the Irken touched him.
Zim could clearly sense his fear. He took out his contacts not paying much attention to where they landed. "Dib." He licked Dibs' lips lightly. "Do you trust me?"
Here it was, a moment of truth, or deception. Depending on how you look at it.
"Yes." Dib barely got the word out of his mouth. He gave little resistance when Zim pushed him back to the floor. He had barely a moment to wonder if the door had been closed all the way before his mind and body dissolved in the moment and he gave in to the alien.
Another Approach
"They what?" Dibs' eyes got wide. "Banished you? Why?"
Zims' eyes were down cast. Inside he was fighting down an evil grin. "I wasn't supposed to involve a Human in this matter. It was a breach in regulations, a big one. It's nearly unforgivable of me to have even talked to you."
"That's insane!" Dib said scowling. He paused a moment. "What happens to you?"
Zim shrugged half-heartedly. "I guess I go nowhere." He sighed deeply. "It seems Earth is my home now." He forced a little sob into his voice.
Dib rubbed the back of his neck. "Well, I know you've just been cut off from the rest of your kind, but it could have been worse right?" He asked. "The Planet Jackers could have won, or something worse."
"This is true, but." He shook his head dejectedly. "I think I just need to come to terms with some things." He looked up with lavender contacts over his eyes. "But, can you do one thing for me Dib?"
"Anything." Dib replied.
"Be my friend. I have a feeling I'm going to need one."
Dib smirked, Zim almost gagged at it. "I thought I already was."
Zim forced a brightened look on his face then got up. "Thanks. I'm just going to go home now. I will see you later." He walked slowly away from Dib, an evil smile spreading across his lips.
* * *
Zims' eyes narrowed at his screens. So much to do.
The Dib-Human had totally believed his story of total banishment. Like his superiors would ever do that again. He laughed to himself at the mere thought.
Then back to business.
His mission wouldn't be that hard. It had been simple so far. Dib trusted Zim and Zim used that to his advantage.
"Soon Dib." He said quietly to himself. "You will know the sweet sensation of betrayal." He moved a finger across the screen. It flickered showing him more information on Humans and their disgustingly intimate ways.
He cringed. "Hideous." He whispered but kept searching. He would need this information.
* * *
Everything took time, years to be a little more precise. It was very taxing for Zim to be patient. But he was getting more used to it. This might even be good for him to learn some patience. Yes, very good indeed.
For now he got closer to Dib. He had everything he needed now to set off a full-scale invasion once the Armada arrived. But they were delayed. It seemed that Invader Spleens' planet was being difficult and putting up an impressive fight.
No matter though, he would be reached eventually. And when that happened...
He squelched a ranting laugh as he approached Dibs' front door. He shook himself free of the manic energy and rang the doorbell.
Gaz answered the door. She didn't look impressed on seeing him. He wasn't very tall, even with the growth spurts he had yet to reach five feet. The seemed that the reason water hurt so much was because it was jump-starting his cell reproduction at an insane pace. He only braved short treatments once a month because of the intense pain.
"He's up in his room." She said turning back to her drawing. She did impressive art. Zim considered keeping her around after the invasion for that reason. But that could wait as well.
He didn't answer her as he climbed the stairs. He hardly understood the concept of so many steps. But he had found that Humans had an irrational love for rectangular shapes and used them as often as possible. Strange creatures.
He paused before Dibs bedroom door. It was open a little. He pushed on it. "Dib?"
Dib turned to him slowly. He was sitting cross-legged on the floor in his usual attire surrounded by magazines. "Oh hi. I wasn't expecting you for a while yet."
Zim shrugged. "I had thought I was late actually."
"Oh."
Zim didn't like the way the Human was acting. "You seem, unwell." He said. If the Human was sick this might be a dangerous place for him to be.
"I'm just a little down I guess. People get like that sometimes."
Inwardly Zim was relived. Outwardly he was 'concerned'. He sat down amidst the paranormal articles. "Would you be less 'down' if you were to talk about it?"
Zim nearly smacked himself. Stupid Humans and their communication needs.
"Maybe." Dib replied. He shrugged. "I guess I'm just feeling a little lonely."
Lonely? The Human was LONELY? Pathetic creature.
"I'm sure you know how that is." Dibs eyes left the floor and met Zims'.
"I know a little of it." Zim said nodding his head.
"I feel so cut off from everyone. No one likes me or talks to me. I'm constantly called crazy or something. My father barely recognizes me and my sister only sees me as a problem." Dib sighed. "I just don't know how to take any of it sometimes."
Zim felt there was a cue in there somewhere. Dib was directing something at him, something alien and horribly foreign to Zim.
He braced himself and reached out and touched Dibs hair with a gloveless hand.
The boy jerked in surprise and stared wide eyed.
Fighting down an urge he knew would bring no good to his charade Zim blinked slowly. "Sometimes, we aren't as lonely as we think." He slid his hand down Dibs' face.
The Humans' eyes closed. "Zim, I."
"Shhh." Zim quieted Dibs' voice with his other hand and those amber eyes came open. "I can promise you at least one moment where you won't feel this loneliness." He took that hand from Dibs' face and removed his wig.
Dib shifted nervously as Zim came closer. He shook slightly when the Irken touched him.
Zim could clearly sense his fear. He took out his contacts not paying much attention to where they landed. "Dib." He licked Dibs' lips lightly. "Do you trust me?"
Here it was, a moment of truth, or deception. Depending on how you look at it.
"Yes." Dib barely got the word out of his mouth. He gave little resistance when Zim pushed him back to the floor. He had barely a moment to wonder if the door had been closed all the way before his mind and body dissolved in the moment and he gave in to the alien.