Love is Weird But It Makes You Feel All Warm and Tingly Inside!
By: Kichara
Chapter 9: The Fine Art of Yaoi
Yo, sup dawgs? I'm back with another chapter, yeah me and my unstoppable death machine self! ^^ Glad everyone enjoyed Chapter 8. ^^ Been getting lotsa reviews! YAYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!! *rolls around on the floor making carpet angels*
Ooo, guess what! I went to Disney Quest and got to play Dance Dance Revolution! For free! MWAHAHAHAHAHAAAha ha..ha?.....ACCURSED POOPY CHAIR!!!!!!!! *gnaws on her own leg in comfort*
*~*~*~ Dib scrubbed furiously at his teeth with the toothbrush, merrily spitting out the toothpaste into the sink. //Never thought about merrily spitting out toothpaste before.// He thought to himself, giggling. //But it IS nice, getting it all out of your mouth and making you feel allll minty fresh.// He rinsed out his mouth and the sink with a little smile, then grabbed a towel, rubbed his face dry and tossed it up into the air before catching it and tossing it onto the sink counter.
The grin that had appeared on his face when he'd woken up came back as the young man began humming an old song, dancing along with it. The hum escalated to Dib whole-heartedly singing it as he half-danced, half-jogged down the stairs. " We were standing all alone, you were leaning in to speak to me; Acting like a mover shaker dancing to Madonna then you kissed me." The young man grabbed his bookbag and headed out the door that he'd patched up with a couple of two by fours.
He continued singing to himself as he headed for the entrance, earning a smile from an older lady he passed on the way, which he was more than happy to return. "And I think about you all the time, Sweet temptation rush all over me, And think about it all the time, Passion desire so intense I can't take anymore because."
The paranormalist got to the glass doors and as he opened one, looked up and stopped in slight shock at the sight of Zim.
The alien had his back turned to him, hands held loosely in his pockets in a very human-like gesture, head tilted back slightly to gaze up at the brightening sky. He turned at the sound of the door opening and Dib felt his heart skip a beat in his chest at the look on the other's face. Zim's lips were pulled back in a wide smile and even through the contacts Dib could see how bright his eyes were. "Good morning, Dib-human." He said, voice quiet and sounding hopeful.
Dib, who's been hanging onto the door, realized he was doing so and let go, walking over to the other. "Morning." He answered, suddenly nervous.
Zim noticed this and in the hopes that physical exertion would help to lessen it, suggested, "Come on, let's walk."
The human nodded in agreement, following through with the idea. Several minutes of silence passed before Dib decided to break it with a timid question. "You.you don't regret.what happened last night, do you?" His heart raced as he waited for a response.
Zim's tone was serious, yet very gentle as he answered, "Only if you do."
The young man smiled, reaching out to give Zim's hand a squeeze. "Then you don't have anything to worry about."
The Irken smiled, squeezing back. ***
Zim shuffled through the papers he's put in his book, looking for his homework. A sudden movement and the scratching of a chair leg against the tile made him look up, and realized that someone had decided to sit next to him, a rare occurrence except with Dib. Two someone's, actually, which made the situation all the more intriguing. The two punk girls that were in his Language Arts class had taken the desks in front and beside him and were both studying him closely.
"What?" he almost snapped, feeling a bit nervous under their scrutiny.
"Your name's Zim, right?" The one in front of him asked, reaching up to tuck a lock of blue hair behind an ear.
"Yes, why?"
"My name's Amanda," she reached out a many-ringed hand to his and Zim, remembering the Earth custom, nervously shook it. "And that's Lindsey." Amanda said, tossing her head in the direction of her friend, who waved furiously (jingle, jingle, jingle).
"We saw you at the concert last night." Lindsey said, jade eyes sparkling.
"You and Dib." Amanda supplied in assistance to Zim's confused expression.
The Irken's eyes narrowed, going on the defensive. "And just what do you two intend to do about it?!"
Lindsey giggled. "Help you, silly!" She leaned closer, titling her head of blonde hair curiously, "Is this your first relationship?"
"What do you mean by 'relationship'?" Zim asked, still a bit suspicious.
"You know.going out, hugging, kissing, other fun stuff." Amanda supplied with a wicked smile.
"Well then.yes."
"Cool!" The blue-haired girl squealed and started rummaging through her patch-covered bookbag for a minute before pulling out a pen and piece of paper. She scribbled something down on the paper, then handed it to Zim. "Go here, read her stuff. It'll give you some ideas as to what to do in what we like to call the art of yaoi."
"Yaoi?"
The bell rang and their teacher came in then, so the only response he got from Amanda was another wicked smile before she turned to face the front of the room.
"Definitely an art." Lindsey agreed with a grin. "Good luck." She said before doing the same.
The young Irken looked down at the piece of paper, eye quirking, 'http://www.geocities.com/raihnefirehawk/fanfics.html?'
*** "So what did you think of last night?" Zim asked. The school day had passed by and now the two boys were heading home.
"Last night?" Dib looked straight into Zim's eyes, a carnation pink hue starting to ting his cheeks.
"You said you never went to a concert before, so."
"Oh!" The young man rubbed the back of his head, embarrassed. "I liked it. I liked it a lot. It wasn't like anything I've ever done before; like the moshpit." He answered.
"Is that for better or worse?"
"Better. It was a great place to work off tension, actually."
The Irken chuckled. "That's not surprising. Moshing is an experience that could be best summed up as beating on other people without the real intent of trying to hurt them. "He paused, blinking. "Does that make any sense?"
Dib nodded, smiling. "Plenty of sense."
"Well, we're here."
"Huh?" He looked around, surprised to see that they were already at the front doors of his apartment. "Oh. Um." He trailed off, looking up to meet Zim's eyes, shuffling nervously.
Zim studied the human for long moment. Then he pulled one hand out of his pocket, gently grabbed the other's chin to tilt it up, and kissed him quickly on the lips. He pulled back, turning to walk away with a soft smile. "I'll see you tomorrow, Dib. Have a good night."
"See you tomorrow." The young man stood, watching until Zim was out of sight. Then he burst into a fit of happy giggles, wrapping his arms around himself in a hug. ***
Zim paused in his walk home, leaning against a wall. His hand lifted up, fingers trailing lightly along his still-tingling lips. A smile broke out on his face and the Irken happily continued home. 'Dib.' Life was really an amazing thing.
A little later, the alien was down in his lab, avoiding Gir, who's decided that his master was a Froot Loop upon entering the house. In an effort to be hidden so that he wouldn't be attacked for his 'frooty goodness', he sat at the computer console, 'And I can see what this is all about.' He mused, pulling out the scrap of paper given to him from his pocket. Straightening out the battered bit of recycled tree, he typed out the address into the computer. 'I've never talked to either of those girls before. They really don't seem to mean any harm, though; No point in not checking it out.' He scanned over the computer screen as the site popped up. "Yaoi? That word again." He clicked on a page with growing interest, finding it to be a long list of 'yaoi' stories. "Hmmm." ***
"Dib! Wait up!" Now there was something he didn't hear often. Dib turned to see Zim hurrying towards him through the crowded hallway. The alien had had a funny look on his face all day, Dib had noticed, from the morning when they'd walked to school together to Language Arts to now. The expression was a strange mixture, hard to decipher: happiness, anxiousness, maybe a bit nervous and there was a definite slyness to it all.
"What're you thinking about?" Zim asked as they walked off the school grounds.
The human blushed, suddenly finding the sidewalk very interesting. "You."
Zim smiled, a faint blush tinging his own cheeks and he reached out to take Dib's hand, suddenly turning into an alley.
The young man looked both ways; the alley was deserted, the streets outside quiet and then his eyes drifted up to meet Zim's. "Me?" The Irken said softly, arms wrapping around the other and pulling him close, asking a request with no words.
Dib responded in kind, silently lifting his head slightly, eyes sliding shut.
The alien's lips were on his own, bringing him back to that heaven on Earth experience he was becoming quite fond of.
A slight smirk formed on Zim's mouth and then his tongue reached out, running across Dib's upper lip in a delicate arch. The sensation made the human gasp in surprise, his eyes snapping wide and leaving him open for the Irken to explore.
It took a moment for the surprise to wear off and Dib began to respond to the touch of his former nemesis, tongue running against Zim's and then, almost shyly, reached out to taste the other's mouth.
He began to feel the need for air and reluctantly broke off, gasping.
"Are you alright?" Zim asked, arms still around him.
"Where.did you learn to do that?" Dib said, still slightly out of breath, melting into the other's embrace.
"I did some research." The Irken grinned, gently kissing Dib's nose.
The young man blushed shyly at the tender act. "Research?"
"Two girls that go to our school saw us at the concert and gave me a website full of yaoi stories."
"Yaoi?"
"It's Japanese, it means something along the lines of male/male love."
'Oh my God, did he just say love?' "So did you learn anything else?"
Zim smirked again. "Plenty; but it can wait." He reached out to gently cup the other's face.
Dib smiled and reached up to swipe his fingers through Zim's slightly course hair. "Fine, then. I'll be waiting, all you have to do is ask." ***
Whoahhhhh, how was that? My first french kiss ever written! I'm such a little virgin writer. ^^ How'd you guys like this? It took me forever to write! And, in case you couldn't figure it out, I made a cameo in here with my bosom buddy, Lindsey, because, without her, this story wouldn't be as great as it is. ^^ I don't really have blue hair (I wish, tho'!), it's just brown with a little bit o' blonde cuz the sun bleaches it. I can't even dye it now, cuzza my work (curse Universal!)
I love alleys. ^^ And, just as a bit of an inside joke, this is the same alley Duo and Heero kissed in in "A Good Catholic Boy." Gooood story. ^^
Oh..I'VE FINALLY GOT SOME OF MY ART OUT ON THE 'NET!!! Not ALL my Zim/Dib art, mind you, 'M still working on that. ^^() But what I do have is on Niko's site: www.angelfire.com/goth/izslash/index.html (Bless her!) Oh, and if you haven't read Niko's stories, you should, they kick major booty!
More notes for my um.mentor type, person, Raihne. Her website's the one I had Zim go to, check it out, she's awesome. She's actually going to put my story up on it sometime soon. ^^ Hooray for Raihne and chicken hot dogs!!
And last, but not least, the song that Dib is singing is "Chained to You", by Savage Garden. If you haven't listened to all their music, you NEEEED to! It's the ultimate yaoi music! ^^ Hehe.ultimate yaoi music. I amuse meself. ^^
Yo, sup dawgs? I'm back with another chapter, yeah me and my unstoppable death machine self! ^^ Glad everyone enjoyed Chapter 8. ^^ Been getting lotsa reviews! YAYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!! *rolls around on the floor making carpet angels*
Ooo, guess what! I went to Disney Quest and got to play Dance Dance Revolution! For free! MWAHAHAHAHAHAAAha ha..ha?.....ACCURSED POOPY CHAIR!!!!!!!! *gnaws on her own leg in comfort*
*~*~*~ Dib scrubbed furiously at his teeth with the toothbrush, merrily spitting out the toothpaste into the sink. //Never thought about merrily spitting out toothpaste before.// He thought to himself, giggling. //But it IS nice, getting it all out of your mouth and making you feel allll minty fresh.// He rinsed out his mouth and the sink with a little smile, then grabbed a towel, rubbed his face dry and tossed it up into the air before catching it and tossing it onto the sink counter.
The grin that had appeared on his face when he'd woken up came back as the young man began humming an old song, dancing along with it. The hum escalated to Dib whole-heartedly singing it as he half-danced, half-jogged down the stairs. " We were standing all alone, you were leaning in to speak to me; Acting like a mover shaker dancing to Madonna then you kissed me." The young man grabbed his bookbag and headed out the door that he'd patched up with a couple of two by fours.
He continued singing to himself as he headed for the entrance, earning a smile from an older lady he passed on the way, which he was more than happy to return. "And I think about you all the time, Sweet temptation rush all over me, And think about it all the time, Passion desire so intense I can't take anymore because."
The paranormalist got to the glass doors and as he opened one, looked up and stopped in slight shock at the sight of Zim.
The alien had his back turned to him, hands held loosely in his pockets in a very human-like gesture, head tilted back slightly to gaze up at the brightening sky. He turned at the sound of the door opening and Dib felt his heart skip a beat in his chest at the look on the other's face. Zim's lips were pulled back in a wide smile and even through the contacts Dib could see how bright his eyes were. "Good morning, Dib-human." He said, voice quiet and sounding hopeful.
Dib, who's been hanging onto the door, realized he was doing so and let go, walking over to the other. "Morning." He answered, suddenly nervous.
Zim noticed this and in the hopes that physical exertion would help to lessen it, suggested, "Come on, let's walk."
The human nodded in agreement, following through with the idea. Several minutes of silence passed before Dib decided to break it with a timid question. "You.you don't regret.what happened last night, do you?" His heart raced as he waited for a response.
Zim's tone was serious, yet very gentle as he answered, "Only if you do."
The young man smiled, reaching out to give Zim's hand a squeeze. "Then you don't have anything to worry about."
The Irken smiled, squeezing back. ***
Zim shuffled through the papers he's put in his book, looking for his homework. A sudden movement and the scratching of a chair leg against the tile made him look up, and realized that someone had decided to sit next to him, a rare occurrence except with Dib. Two someone's, actually, which made the situation all the more intriguing. The two punk girls that were in his Language Arts class had taken the desks in front and beside him and were both studying him closely.
"What?" he almost snapped, feeling a bit nervous under their scrutiny.
"Your name's Zim, right?" The one in front of him asked, reaching up to tuck a lock of blue hair behind an ear.
"Yes, why?"
"My name's Amanda," she reached out a many-ringed hand to his and Zim, remembering the Earth custom, nervously shook it. "And that's Lindsey." Amanda said, tossing her head in the direction of her friend, who waved furiously (jingle, jingle, jingle).
"We saw you at the concert last night." Lindsey said, jade eyes sparkling.
"You and Dib." Amanda supplied in assistance to Zim's confused expression.
The Irken's eyes narrowed, going on the defensive. "And just what do you two intend to do about it?!"
Lindsey giggled. "Help you, silly!" She leaned closer, titling her head of blonde hair curiously, "Is this your first relationship?"
"What do you mean by 'relationship'?" Zim asked, still a bit suspicious.
"You know.going out, hugging, kissing, other fun stuff." Amanda supplied with a wicked smile.
"Well then.yes."
"Cool!" The blue-haired girl squealed and started rummaging through her patch-covered bookbag for a minute before pulling out a pen and piece of paper. She scribbled something down on the paper, then handed it to Zim. "Go here, read her stuff. It'll give you some ideas as to what to do in what we like to call the art of yaoi."
"Yaoi?"
The bell rang and their teacher came in then, so the only response he got from Amanda was another wicked smile before she turned to face the front of the room.
"Definitely an art." Lindsey agreed with a grin. "Good luck." She said before doing the same.
The young Irken looked down at the piece of paper, eye quirking, 'http://www.geocities.com/raihnefirehawk/fanfics.html?'
*** "So what did you think of last night?" Zim asked. The school day had passed by and now the two boys were heading home.
"Last night?" Dib looked straight into Zim's eyes, a carnation pink hue starting to ting his cheeks.
"You said you never went to a concert before, so."
"Oh!" The young man rubbed the back of his head, embarrassed. "I liked it. I liked it a lot. It wasn't like anything I've ever done before; like the moshpit." He answered.
"Is that for better or worse?"
"Better. It was a great place to work off tension, actually."
The Irken chuckled. "That's not surprising. Moshing is an experience that could be best summed up as beating on other people without the real intent of trying to hurt them. "He paused, blinking. "Does that make any sense?"
Dib nodded, smiling. "Plenty of sense."
"Well, we're here."
"Huh?" He looked around, surprised to see that they were already at the front doors of his apartment. "Oh. Um." He trailed off, looking up to meet Zim's eyes, shuffling nervously.
Zim studied the human for long moment. Then he pulled one hand out of his pocket, gently grabbed the other's chin to tilt it up, and kissed him quickly on the lips. He pulled back, turning to walk away with a soft smile. "I'll see you tomorrow, Dib. Have a good night."
"See you tomorrow." The young man stood, watching until Zim was out of sight. Then he burst into a fit of happy giggles, wrapping his arms around himself in a hug. ***
Zim paused in his walk home, leaning against a wall. His hand lifted up, fingers trailing lightly along his still-tingling lips. A smile broke out on his face and the Irken happily continued home. 'Dib.' Life was really an amazing thing.
A little later, the alien was down in his lab, avoiding Gir, who's decided that his master was a Froot Loop upon entering the house. In an effort to be hidden so that he wouldn't be attacked for his 'frooty goodness', he sat at the computer console, 'And I can see what this is all about.' He mused, pulling out the scrap of paper given to him from his pocket. Straightening out the battered bit of recycled tree, he typed out the address into the computer. 'I've never talked to either of those girls before. They really don't seem to mean any harm, though; No point in not checking it out.' He scanned over the computer screen as the site popped up. "Yaoi? That word again." He clicked on a page with growing interest, finding it to be a long list of 'yaoi' stories. "Hmmm." ***
"Dib! Wait up!" Now there was something he didn't hear often. Dib turned to see Zim hurrying towards him through the crowded hallway. The alien had had a funny look on his face all day, Dib had noticed, from the morning when they'd walked to school together to Language Arts to now. The expression was a strange mixture, hard to decipher: happiness, anxiousness, maybe a bit nervous and there was a definite slyness to it all.
"What're you thinking about?" Zim asked as they walked off the school grounds.
The human blushed, suddenly finding the sidewalk very interesting. "You."
Zim smiled, a faint blush tinging his own cheeks and he reached out to take Dib's hand, suddenly turning into an alley.
The young man looked both ways; the alley was deserted, the streets outside quiet and then his eyes drifted up to meet Zim's. "Me?" The Irken said softly, arms wrapping around the other and pulling him close, asking a request with no words.
Dib responded in kind, silently lifting his head slightly, eyes sliding shut.
The alien's lips were on his own, bringing him back to that heaven on Earth experience he was becoming quite fond of.
A slight smirk formed on Zim's mouth and then his tongue reached out, running across Dib's upper lip in a delicate arch. The sensation made the human gasp in surprise, his eyes snapping wide and leaving him open for the Irken to explore.
It took a moment for the surprise to wear off and Dib began to respond to the touch of his former nemesis, tongue running against Zim's and then, almost shyly, reached out to taste the other's mouth.
He began to feel the need for air and reluctantly broke off, gasping.
"Are you alright?" Zim asked, arms still around him.
"Where.did you learn to do that?" Dib said, still slightly out of breath, melting into the other's embrace.
"I did some research." The Irken grinned, gently kissing Dib's nose.
The young man blushed shyly at the tender act. "Research?"
"Two girls that go to our school saw us at the concert and gave me a website full of yaoi stories."
"Yaoi?"
"It's Japanese, it means something along the lines of male/male love."
'Oh my God, did he just say love?' "So did you learn anything else?"
Zim smirked again. "Plenty; but it can wait." He reached out to gently cup the other's face.
Dib smiled and reached up to swipe his fingers through Zim's slightly course hair. "Fine, then. I'll be waiting, all you have to do is ask." ***
Whoahhhhh, how was that? My first french kiss ever written! I'm such a little virgin writer. ^^ How'd you guys like this? It took me forever to write! And, in case you couldn't figure it out, I made a cameo in here with my bosom buddy, Lindsey, because, without her, this story wouldn't be as great as it is. ^^ I don't really have blue hair (I wish, tho'!), it's just brown with a little bit o' blonde cuz the sun bleaches it. I can't even dye it now, cuzza my work (curse Universal!)
I love alleys. ^^ And, just as a bit of an inside joke, this is the same alley Duo and Heero kissed in in "A Good Catholic Boy." Gooood story. ^^
Oh..I'VE FINALLY GOT SOME OF MY ART OUT ON THE 'NET!!! Not ALL my Zim/Dib art, mind you, 'M still working on that. ^^() But what I do have is on Niko's site: www.angelfire.com/goth/izslash/index.html (Bless her!) Oh, and if you haven't read Niko's stories, you should, they kick major booty!
More notes for my um.mentor type, person, Raihne. Her website's the one I had Zim go to, check it out, she's awesome. She's actually going to put my story up on it sometime soon. ^^ Hooray for Raihne and chicken hot dogs!!
And last, but not least, the song that Dib is singing is "Chained to You", by Savage Garden. If you haven't listened to all their music, you NEEEED to! It's the ultimate yaoi music! ^^ Hehe.ultimate yaoi music. I amuse meself. ^^