By animeninjaNIPPON

Gaz slept peacefully behind the magenta curtain in the dark room. As she snoozed, all her recollection of the real world she had come from seemed to evaporate through her dreams. Normally she could get away with ignoring life around her, by sublimating her attention span into her video games, but having lost her Game Slave 2 in the accident she no longer had an excuse for not paying attention. Now she was forced to take in her surroundings, and what she took in was the degenerate life of the Irken refugees.

A dark, shadowy figure crept slowly over her sleeping silhouette. She woke up in surprise. "Zim!"

"Hello, GAZ," he muttered. "What are you dreaming of?"

"What are you doing in my bed?" she demanded, holding up a silhouetted fist.

"Calm down…you wouldn't want your brother to see you like THIS, would you?" He grabbed her by each ankle and pulled her figure closer to his.

She squealed. "What are you doing?"

"I take it your brother doesn't give you the ATTENTION you deserve," Zim continued, leaning over Gaz. "Too wrapped up in his paranormal studies to notice that you're growing up, am I correct?"

"H-How did you know that?" She sat up.

Zim chuckled. "ZIM knows ALL!" He sat up straight. It wasn't clear through the gauzy pink curtain, but he appeared to be gazing into her eyes. "A growing human female…" He placed a hand on her shoulder. "Does the Dib tell you what to do often?"

"Oh yes," she replied contemptuously. "He thinks he can tell me what to do."

"Well, tonight YOU get to make a decision." He leaned in closer to her. "Spend the night with me?"

Gaz paused to think about this. "He'd be so mad if he found out." There was a hint of evil relish in her voice.

"Shall we wake him?" Zim asked, completely unaware of his double entendre.

"No!" Gaz ordered. "He doesn't have to know everything."

"So, is that a YES?"

"As long as you don't tell him about this."

"Deal." His shaded image leaned in all the way to kiss hers, before merging into one shadow behind the magenta curtain.

End of part eight

Sorry that wasn't too graphic, but I don't like lemons that much. Besides, imagination is nastier than anything that can be shown… BTW, that was my first attempt at writing het. Enjoy.

- animeninjaNIPPON