(Hello all my wonderful watcher people and welcome to another chapter of Another Alter Universe. After I post this, I'll probably post my new story that doesn't have a name yet within the next few days. Go check it out! And if you want to off random names for not knowing anything about it, you can go to my deviant art account and read my latest journal. That will give the low-down on it. www. Ryu-Forte. without the space of course. andalitebandit-6: Yes! You are supposed to be confused about Evil Dib. All of his evilness will be better explained near the end of the story. I'll have to keep you in the dark until then and only give you little bits and pieces. But the reason he's killing all these others is…CAN'T TELL YOU! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! But I can tell you that he didn't capture this world's Zim to be with him, he had another purpose….And I think you might be confused about something…When ever Evil Dib refers to Zim, he's referring to his Zim, unless otherwise noted. And yes there will be some fluff in this chapter. Yes, damn my eyes…Capra hircus, I have fixed it! Don't you just hate it when things like that happen when you're typing and you just happen to be really, really, tired? I'M A SCENE STEALER:Does Broadway routine: See? I'm a scene stealer. And all of you will notice that I'll start doing that a lot. This chapter's stolen scene is from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, the series, not the movie. So if you watched it, you'll know witch one it is….maybe….WARNING! This chapter contains some ZADR! All those who care not for it turn back now! All other may proceed onto the chapter. Hope you guys like this one.)

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(Backing up a little bit to when Dib brought Zim to the ally…)

Dib looked at Zim lying there, seeming so peaceful, now that's his eyes were shut. Dib didn't have the heart to leave Zim's eyes open in their dulled state.

"Idiot…" Dib murmured to himself. He crawled over to Zim's side in order to get a better look at the sleeping Irken…study him if you will. Dib had laid Zim against one of the buildings because of his pod. He had never seen Zim look so peaceful. Zim always seemed to have a scowl on his face, even when he was in deep thought about one thing or another, he looked distressed or bothered. In fact, he had a very nice face to look at…such a beautiful shade of green…

'No! Dib, Stoppit! You can never have feeling for your worst enemy! Those relationships never work out!' he thought, 'But he does look cute when he's like this…No! No! No! Could never work…plus he's probably not gay…or interested in me…and he's a completely different species…can aliens be gay?' such a question was hard to answer, since he had never met one besides Zim. But Zim did seem very humanoid…especially after seeing all those other aliens in some very odd incidents…like when he got abducted by those stupid, tall, grey-brown ones, thought he was an earth weasel…

'But then again…' his thoughts seemed to fade into memories, when he and Zim would be in the others clutches, and then let each other go free. He decided to speak softly, hoping no one could hear him.

"I know you can hear me in that fat head of yours…you can't die…not until I have a chance to experiment on you…." He was surprised that even came out of his mouth. He hadn't even thought about experimenting on Zim for a few years now. Dib chuckled slightly. 'If only he knew…I must be insane to have a crush on you, Zim…'

'Eh?' thought 325 to himself. He reached over and touched Alter Dib's arm lightly so he could communicate only with him. 'Dib, what is a 'crush'?'

'Crush? Why, who thought what down there?' thought Alter Dib. 325 told Alter Dib what was thought, word for word. 'This is interesting…oh…eh…a crush is when someone likes someone else and are usually afraid to tell them…' Alter Dib was surprised by how simple a concept could be somewhat hard to explain. (Alter Dibs not the brightest at explaining things like that.)

Back on the ground, Zim was starting to wake up. He groaned slightly from the pain in his side from where he hit the wall.

"Ow…" groaned Zim, rubbing his side. He looked up to see Dib, looking at him. "What do you want?"

"Nothing," said Dib, "I'm just glad you're fairly ok…"

"Ch…I'm fine, not that I needed your help." said Zim, getting one of those stuffy, high and mighty looks.

"Hah! If it weren't for me, you might be dead right now…" said Dib, "If you weren't so high and mighty all the time, you might realize you need help!"

"I need no help! I am ZIM!" he said, standing up abruptly. "Irkens need no one but themselves! I don't need your help!"

"You have a fat head, Zim!" shouted Dib, also standing up, "Shut up and listen to yourself speak!"

"I do not have a fat head! You're the one with the big head!" shouted Zim, shoving Dib.

"That's not what I meant!" shouted Dib, shoving Zim, "You're such and Idiot! You think your sooo good, that you're the best at everything, and that's nothing more than a crock! You have a big ego! That's what having a fat head means!"

"I am the best! I'm more intelligent than some stoopid human!" Zim shoved Dib into one of the ally walls and grabbed his Tee-shirt with his claws. "I'm far superior than you…" he hissed.

Dib just looked down at Zim and sneered, "If you're SO superior, than why haven't you killed me yet?" This is the one question Dib really wanted to know. Could it have anything to do with what Zim had seen? Or why he seemed more distracted and easily upsetable lately? Dib wanted to know. And he'd get the answer one way or another. "Well?"

Zim didn't know what to do, he didn't have an answer for that. That odd feeling was coming back. That sensation that seemed to wash over him in that odd dream he had. His heart was racing and he clenched Dib's shirt tighter. Should he try and kill him? Just yell at Dib until he felt better? Zim didn't know what to do.

By this time, all those on top of the building had become very intrigued by both Zim and Dib's behavior.

"Should we stop them?" whispered Kumi.

"No, I want to see how this plays out…" whispered Alter Dib.

"If they kill each other, it's your fault…" whispered Alter Zim.

"Fine, fine, whatever…" replied Alter Dib, paying more attention to the scene below than to what Alter Zim just said.

"I haven't heard an answer yet, Zim," said Dib, getting one of those cheeky attitude smiles. "Could it be you're afraid to say anything?"

Zim's mind was racing, there seemed to be little voices inside his head, telling him what he should do. But there was one that seemed to set the others apart. 'Go ahead, show him you're not afraid, show him, show him.' Each time it seemed to become louder, more noticeable. 'Show your feelings, it doesn't make you weak, show him, you know you want to…' Soon, Zim was to the brink, he couldn't stand it anymore. The voice, that hideous voice…it won't go away…Zim finally cracked, it was too much and the voice was driving him insane. Zim looked up into Dib's golden brown eyes, a fire burning in his ruby red ones. "I'm not afraid…" he hissed right before he shut his eyes tight and kissed Dib on the lips. It felt just like the dream, only this was real…

This came as a major shock to Dib, because his eyes seemed to become as large as dinner plates. It didn't take long for the shock to pass and Dib closed his eyes and let Zim kiss him. Dib placed his hands on Zim's shoulders and softly pushed him back enough so that the kiss was broken. For the life of him he didn't know why he did that…

"Zim…why…why did you do that…" Dib's voice was soft and barely hearable, but Zim could hear it very well. Zim lowered his head and stared at the ground. His antenna were flat against his head and he released Dib from his grasp, but he could still feel the warmth of Dibs hands on his shoulders.

"I don't know…" replied Zim softly. "I don't know what came over me…" Zim looked as if he were about to cry or something.

Dib noticed this immediately, "No, No! It's ok, really…" he squeezed Zim's shoulders a little to reassure him. "Zim, look at me." Zim refused to move his gave from that nice little spot on the ground. "C'mon, Zim, please…" Still, Zim didn't look. This time Dib gently lifted Zim's chin so he would look. "It's ok to be scared and confused about things sometimes, Zim. We all get scared and confused…"

Zim pushed his hand away. "I'm not scared…" he said, looking away.

"Then what would you call it?" asked Dib.

"Complications…This is no more than a complication that will be fixed." said Zim. He couldn't allow this to escalate any more than it already had. It could put his mission at risk.

"You're kidding, right?" asked Dib, slowly seeing that one small glimmer of hope start to fade. "Don't tell me you didn't feel anything by doing that…"

"No, I didn't." said Zim. He was lying, of course, but he couldn't have the human getting any weird ideas.

"So, that was nothing more than one of your twisted experiments…" said Dib dully.

"I needed to make sure…"

"Make sure of what?" said Dib before Zim could finish. "That you truly are a superior being? That you can manipulate people? I don't by it, Zim, I know you're hiding something." Now it was Dib's turn to back Zim into the wall. "I want the truth, Zim, not some stupid lie to cover your actions. Did you feel anything when you kissed me?" Dib had an almost desperation in his voice.

Zim just looked up at him. He would never admit he had feelings for his enemy, even if he did. It was hard for him to talk at first, he couldn't make his voice work. But he finally overcame it. "…No…"

"Liar!" said Dib, forcing Zim closer to the wall. "If you didn't have any feelings for me to begin with, why did you do it?"

"I told you I didn't know!" said Zim, pushing Dib away. All this stupidness was starting to aggravate him. "Now leave me alone, you're becoming annoying.

"Dammit, Zim! Stop acting like you have to do everything yourself!" shouted Dib when Zim started walking away.

Zim turned around quickly, "I have to do everything myself! I'm the only one I can trust!" No sooner did he say that, Dib had his hands on Zim's shoulders again, looking at Zim with soft eyes. Zim immediately became speechless at Dib's brashness.

"You don't have to be alone, Zim." said Dib softly, "You have more friends than you realize." Dib smiled warmly, then started walking towards the mouth of the ally.

Zim stood there, dumbstruck. He had friends? Irkens rarely had friends, they were the solitary type. He snapped out of it and ran after Dib. "Dib!"

"Hm?" said Dib, turning around to see Zim trying to catch up with him. But soon, he wasn't on his feet anymore. Zim had collided with Dib, knocking him onto his back. Dib looked that the big ruby red eyes that were looking down at him. Zim was sitting on Dib's stomach, which was a very awkward position for Dib. "Zim?"

"You said I didn't have to walk alone…right?" asked Zim.

"Close enough to, yes…" said Dib, still feeling uncomfortable. "What are you getting at?"

"Irkens have no need for friends…it's just always been that way. I will take you up on you're offer. I don't want to walk my path alone anymore…I've only been walking in circles…" he had known, no suspected that he was sent to this planet for a reason, not for conquest…The Tallest always seemed to be hinting at something every time he contacted them. He just lied to himself and pretended he really was an invader…Now, more than every, he thought about just giving up…being six years and three Impending Doom's later… "I think its time for me to walk a different path…"

"Really? That's great!" said Dib, "Eh…how are you going to do that exactly?"

"First off, I'll start making my own decisions, not the armada's…" said Zim, "And just play along with their little ploys…And try to be a human…I guess…" Zim wasn't much for planning things out way ahead of time. "I'm not really sure…"

'You could live with me…or I could live with you, or we could travel the galaxy until we're both really old…love me?' thought Dib. "Let's just take it one step at a time…"

Zim nodded in agreement, then got off of Dib's stomach. (What a relief to Dib) "You know, for a human, you're not that repulsive to look at."

'Is that supposed to be a compliment?' thought Dib. "Thank you?"

"Yes, had you had green skin, you'd look very Irken…" said Zim, thinking of the simulated diagram he created for those 'what if' questions that were bubbling around in his head.

'Yeah, and you'd look fairly human if you had pink skin…' thought Dib, also thinking of those diagrams he made. "Is that so? But wouldn't you rather be human? I mean, you wouldn't get burned by our water, from our world, and certain foods would no longer burn you, and…" he trailed off. It wouldn't be appropriate to say they could be together…

"And what?" questioned Zim, raising an invisible eye brow.

"Not important…" said Dib quickly, "The point is, you wouldn't have to listen to you're superiors dictate you're life!" (That right there is a contradiction, according to the series…)

"Yes…that might have been nice…but the fact is we can't think about 'what ifs'. This is how it is and always will be…" said Zim solemnly. Dib finally noticed Zim was off of him and sat up.

"Yeah…Life sucks, and then you die…" said Dib. He looked over at Zim, who in turn looked back at him. "Do…Do you think we could be anything but enemies?"

"I don't know, stink beast…That's for the future to decide…"

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(Another chapter over. That last little part that Dib said I borrowed from a friend of mine's Rules of Life. You know who you are! Oh, and don't expect any up date for a while. I have no idea what to write about. But I am working on another story that will be up soon. I probably already told you that but oh well…Um…yeah, hope you liked this chapter. There will be more, just not right away.)