Zim awoke to the sun slightly peering through Dib's window. He rolled over and hit Dib in the face.

"ouch," dib screamed.

"wha.." Zim sighed still tired and unaware.

"You hit me in the face!"

"Well Jeez I'm sooory I didn't mean to!"

"whatever it's okay."

"Whatever!? Oh well poleeease spare me your agony."

"Why did you even come here? Or even come back!"

Zim sunk, "I came here because you needed me."

"I did not! I never needed you, NEVER EVER EVER EVER NEEDED YOU."

Zim pulled him up and tore off Dibs shirt, "well then explain this DIB, that cut looks pretty damn fresh to me."

It was by far a huge cut right across Dib's chest.

Dib stulled for a second and then said, "it's nothing."

"LIAR, I heard it, I saw it I felt it," Zim screamed.

He paused and then started again more sympathetic this time, "When he through you against the wall I saw it, when he punched you it felt it, when he cut you it happened to me," Zim explained lifting up his shirt to show Dib the exact same cut that was on him.

He hung his head and pulled Dib closer to him, "Irken love is so much more Dib. We're connected. When you hurt I hurt; you're a part of me. Don't hurt me Dib, please don't hurt me."

Dib held Zim tightly, "I wont Zim, I wont hurt you."