A/N- This chapter is where the whole ZAGR thing comes in and is basically
about the tensions between the two. So, it's a little mushy, but it makes
somewhat of a purpose in the story (of course it does! DUH!)
Counter-Clockwise
Chapter 4-Intimate Affair
Friday Morning.
Gaz left early so that she could get away from Dib's insane theories, whether they're true or not.
She sat outside of the Junior High and started drawing.
About a half-an-hour later, Zim finally arrived and sat next to her, "Uh, hi, Gaz." he choked.
"Hi, Zim." she said.
There was a strange sweetness in her voice and it made Zim feel a little more comfortable.
"What're you drawing?" he asked in hesitation.
"Nothing important, really. Just a couple of monsters. Wanna see?" Gaz looked over to him.
"I suppose." he took the notebook from he hand and flipped through all of the pictures.
He loved the ones of Dib being tortured or destroyed in devious little ways, and there was a picture of him in there, too.
He handed the notebook back and stared at her.
He could have been out completing his mission, but he wanted to be with Gaz one more time since he hadn't had a clue what would happen to her.
"Um, Gaz, are you doing anything after school today?" he asked.
"No, why?"
"I thought, maybe, we could go out, er something."
"I guess so. What did you have in mind?"
"Maybe a movie er dinner er maybe we could just...talk."
"I'd like that." she stood up, "I guess I'll see you later."
Zim nodded and watched as she walked into the school building.
"What am I becoming?" he asked himself as he got up and went to class.
Dib was spying from afar and did NOT like what Zim had said to his unknowing sister.
After class, Dib stayed for more detention, leaving Gaz to walk home alone.
About an hour-and-a-half later, Zim showed up.
Without Dib's consent, Gaz left.
"Well, what are we gonna do?" Gaz asked.
:"Whatever you want." Zim told her.
"Okay, wanna go see a movie?" she asked.
"Whatever you want." Zim repeated.
Gaz and Zim walked to the closest theater.
"Have you ever been to a movie?"
Zim shook his head, "Not in such a place."
Zim paid for the tickets and whatever snacks Gaz wanted.
They took their seats and waited for the previews to begin.
Gaz looked down at her lap, which was infiltrated with all kinds of snacks, then looked over to Zim, who had nothing.
She took a sip of her drink, "Here, want some of my soda?"
Zim shook his head.
"Oh, c'mon, Zim, it isn't poison. How am I supposed to enjoy the movie knowing you're starving?"
"I'm not starving." Zim defended.
"I haven't seen you eat in weeks. You're lucky you aren't human." Gaz reminded.
"I just don't want any of that HUMAN stuff."
"Stop acting so superior and just take a little hand full of popcorn."
Zim felt he should apologize, but instead he did as Gaz asked him to.
Carefully, he picked up a handful of popcorn and shoved it into his mouth.
It tasted horrible, but if it made Gaz happy, he took another handful, then a sip of her soda.
The next thing he knew, he was eating stick, hot cinnamon chewies and munching on spicy nachos.
After laughing so much at all of Zim's sick little jokes about he movie, they were kicked out.
Therefore, he took Gaz to Bloaties and they played video games.
While playing Wak-A-Mole, they stole the clubs and started hitting each other in the ball pit and eventually, violated so many rules, they got kicked out of there, too.
"No one has a good sense of humor anymore." Zim chuckled.
"Your telling me, it looks like we can't go anywhere and have fun." Gaz laughed.
Zim walked her home.
There was a note on the front door.
It said:
GAZ,
Went to convention. Be back Sunday. (Dad's comin' home next Saturday)
-DIB
"Hmmm." Gaz said, tearing the note off and opening the door, "Wanna come in? It's only seven and Dib won't be back for a while."
Zim shrugged, "I guess."
They stepped inside.
"Go ahead, make yourself comfortable. I'll be right back down." Gaz scurried upstairs.
Zim took his black shoes from his feet and placed them by the door, brushing fuzz from his baggy pants.
He sat down on the couch and patiently awaited for Gaz.
She came down only a few minutes later, "You hungry? Thirsty?"
Zim shook his head.
"Is there anything I could get you?"
"Nothing at all."
Gaz sat next to him and flipped on the TV.
After about 15 minutes going through all of the 400 chanells, she couldn't find anything slightly appeasing.
She turned the TV off.
"So, what do you wanna do now?" she asked.
"I thought we could talk. Is that okay with you?"
Gaz nodded, "'Bout what?"
"I don't know, eh, why do you humans go out on dates?" Zim asked her.
"To get to know one another better, though that's not always the case." Gaz laughed a little.
"Oh? Then why do humans kiss?" Zim brought up.
"I dunno. Why'd you kiss me?"
"I, um, I'm not sure."
"Then I guess I can't answer that question."
"Um--" Zim started.
"Zim, can I see you, without you're disguise?"
Zim studied her, then nodded, "I guess it wouldn't hurt." he pulled off his wig and took out his lenses.
Gaz gently touched the side of his face and he squinted his eyes when she twiddled his antennae.
She turned her attention to his eyes and stared deeply into them.
"I suppose you find me repulsive, huh?" Zim inquired.
"Not at all." Gaz responded, "Why would you think that?"
"Because you're a human and, well, I'm an irken."
"I fail to see how that makes any difference on my opinion about how you look."
"Then how DO I look to you?"
"I guess I find it all a little seductive."
"Seductive?" Zim repeated.
Gaz nodded again, "But what I still don't understand is why you would kiss me. Like I'm some special person." Gaz added sarcastically.
She got up and headed for the kitchen.
Zim got up and followed her, "Gaz,"
She spun around to meet his eyes with her own.
Zim pulled her quickly into his arms and kissed her, for the second time.
He let off, "I love you."
Gaz was completely shocked.
HE loved HER?
It made absolutely NO sense, whatsoever.
She did the only thing she could do, she kissed him.
Slowly they backed into the living room, lips still together, until Zim had her pinned down on the couch, where things got uncontrollable.
Two hours later, Zim woke up next to Gaz on the living room floor.
He picked her up and carried her upstairs to the attic, where her room awaited, and put her to bed.
He went back downstairs and picked up their clothes, then went to go see if Gaz was okay.
Of course, she was, but Zim didn't know what he should do now, whether he should stay or leave her here alone.
If he stayed, he might not want to leave, but if he left, Gaz would be all alone, and Zim didn't want that.
He climbed into bed with her and wrapped his arms around her.
Zim knew he had all weekend to destroy the world and with a little persuasion, he might even get Gaz to help.
After all, there was nothing stopping him, with Dib gone for the weekend and the cloak.
He wanted to be unstoppable.
He thought he was.
Counter-Clockwise
Chapter 4-Intimate Affair
Friday Morning.
Gaz left early so that she could get away from Dib's insane theories, whether they're true or not.
She sat outside of the Junior High and started drawing.
About a half-an-hour later, Zim finally arrived and sat next to her, "Uh, hi, Gaz." he choked.
"Hi, Zim." she said.
There was a strange sweetness in her voice and it made Zim feel a little more comfortable.
"What're you drawing?" he asked in hesitation.
"Nothing important, really. Just a couple of monsters. Wanna see?" Gaz looked over to him.
"I suppose." he took the notebook from he hand and flipped through all of the pictures.
He loved the ones of Dib being tortured or destroyed in devious little ways, and there was a picture of him in there, too.
He handed the notebook back and stared at her.
He could have been out completing his mission, but he wanted to be with Gaz one more time since he hadn't had a clue what would happen to her.
"Um, Gaz, are you doing anything after school today?" he asked.
"No, why?"
"I thought, maybe, we could go out, er something."
"I guess so. What did you have in mind?"
"Maybe a movie er dinner er maybe we could just...talk."
"I'd like that." she stood up, "I guess I'll see you later."
Zim nodded and watched as she walked into the school building.
"What am I becoming?" he asked himself as he got up and went to class.
Dib was spying from afar and did NOT like what Zim had said to his unknowing sister.
After class, Dib stayed for more detention, leaving Gaz to walk home alone.
About an hour-and-a-half later, Zim showed up.
Without Dib's consent, Gaz left.
"Well, what are we gonna do?" Gaz asked.
:"Whatever you want." Zim told her.
"Okay, wanna go see a movie?" she asked.
"Whatever you want." Zim repeated.
Gaz and Zim walked to the closest theater.
"Have you ever been to a movie?"
Zim shook his head, "Not in such a place."
Zim paid for the tickets and whatever snacks Gaz wanted.
They took their seats and waited for the previews to begin.
Gaz looked down at her lap, which was infiltrated with all kinds of snacks, then looked over to Zim, who had nothing.
She took a sip of her drink, "Here, want some of my soda?"
Zim shook his head.
"Oh, c'mon, Zim, it isn't poison. How am I supposed to enjoy the movie knowing you're starving?"
"I'm not starving." Zim defended.
"I haven't seen you eat in weeks. You're lucky you aren't human." Gaz reminded.
"I just don't want any of that HUMAN stuff."
"Stop acting so superior and just take a little hand full of popcorn."
Zim felt he should apologize, but instead he did as Gaz asked him to.
Carefully, he picked up a handful of popcorn and shoved it into his mouth.
It tasted horrible, but if it made Gaz happy, he took another handful, then a sip of her soda.
The next thing he knew, he was eating stick, hot cinnamon chewies and munching on spicy nachos.
After laughing so much at all of Zim's sick little jokes about he movie, they were kicked out.
Therefore, he took Gaz to Bloaties and they played video games.
While playing Wak-A-Mole, they stole the clubs and started hitting each other in the ball pit and eventually, violated so many rules, they got kicked out of there, too.
"No one has a good sense of humor anymore." Zim chuckled.
"Your telling me, it looks like we can't go anywhere and have fun." Gaz laughed.
Zim walked her home.
There was a note on the front door.
It said:
GAZ,
Went to convention. Be back Sunday. (Dad's comin' home next Saturday)
-DIB
"Hmmm." Gaz said, tearing the note off and opening the door, "Wanna come in? It's only seven and Dib won't be back for a while."
Zim shrugged, "I guess."
They stepped inside.
"Go ahead, make yourself comfortable. I'll be right back down." Gaz scurried upstairs.
Zim took his black shoes from his feet and placed them by the door, brushing fuzz from his baggy pants.
He sat down on the couch and patiently awaited for Gaz.
She came down only a few minutes later, "You hungry? Thirsty?"
Zim shook his head.
"Is there anything I could get you?"
"Nothing at all."
Gaz sat next to him and flipped on the TV.
After about 15 minutes going through all of the 400 chanells, she couldn't find anything slightly appeasing.
She turned the TV off.
"So, what do you wanna do now?" she asked.
"I thought we could talk. Is that okay with you?"
Gaz nodded, "'Bout what?"
"I don't know, eh, why do you humans go out on dates?" Zim asked her.
"To get to know one another better, though that's not always the case." Gaz laughed a little.
"Oh? Then why do humans kiss?" Zim brought up.
"I dunno. Why'd you kiss me?"
"I, um, I'm not sure."
"Then I guess I can't answer that question."
"Um--" Zim started.
"Zim, can I see you, without you're disguise?"
Zim studied her, then nodded, "I guess it wouldn't hurt." he pulled off his wig and took out his lenses.
Gaz gently touched the side of his face and he squinted his eyes when she twiddled his antennae.
She turned her attention to his eyes and stared deeply into them.
"I suppose you find me repulsive, huh?" Zim inquired.
"Not at all." Gaz responded, "Why would you think that?"
"Because you're a human and, well, I'm an irken."
"I fail to see how that makes any difference on my opinion about how you look."
"Then how DO I look to you?"
"I guess I find it all a little seductive."
"Seductive?" Zim repeated.
Gaz nodded again, "But what I still don't understand is why you would kiss me. Like I'm some special person." Gaz added sarcastically.
She got up and headed for the kitchen.
Zim got up and followed her, "Gaz,"
She spun around to meet his eyes with her own.
Zim pulled her quickly into his arms and kissed her, for the second time.
He let off, "I love you."
Gaz was completely shocked.
HE loved HER?
It made absolutely NO sense, whatsoever.
She did the only thing she could do, she kissed him.
Slowly they backed into the living room, lips still together, until Zim had her pinned down on the couch, where things got uncontrollable.
Two hours later, Zim woke up next to Gaz on the living room floor.
He picked her up and carried her upstairs to the attic, where her room awaited, and put her to bed.
He went back downstairs and picked up their clothes, then went to go see if Gaz was okay.
Of course, she was, but Zim didn't know what he should do now, whether he should stay or leave her here alone.
If he stayed, he might not want to leave, but if he left, Gaz would be all alone, and Zim didn't want that.
He climbed into bed with her and wrapped his arms around her.
Zim knew he had all weekend to destroy the world and with a little persuasion, he might even get Gaz to help.
After all, there was nothing stopping him, with Dib gone for the weekend and the cloak.
He wanted to be unstoppable.
He thought he was.