"Yeah right Zim. Sure, I'll sleep with you in 100 years."

"Really?"

"Sure; and, I'll give you the Earth too."

"You mean it!"

"I said it, didn't I?"

He never though that that stupid conversation would lead to a life long "relationship" if you will. Zim had came to ask Dib for a night in bed, but Dib had shot him down and told the Irken he would in 100 years...well...you read above, didn't you? So you could imagin Zim's surprise when he learned that humans don't live for 100 years. Zim was crushed, but mostly angry that Dib had raised his hopes only to have them come crashing down in a firey heap. So Zim had taken Dib's life into his own hands and devised a sirum that had slowed Dib's ageing process so that he'd only physicaly age one year every 100 years.

This all took place 100 years ago.

A sixteen year old Dib looked out the window of the boarded up house. Zim had let the house age just as it would normally. The grass was half dead, the gnomes broken, the doors and windows were boarded up and the house looked old, worn, and abanded. Just like Zim wanted. Dib sighed. It was early fall, the kids had just started school and the leaves were turning colors and falling to the ground. How Dib would have loved to be able to jump in a pile of leaves like he did when he was little. Zim, Dib and Gir never left the house, just adding to the neighborhood rumor that the house was haunted.

Dib was starteled when two arms wrapped around his waist.

"What's up Dib-love?"

"Hm? Nothin' much." Dib said. Zim kissed the boys neck.

"You seem down."

"I just...wanna go outside."

"You know you can't do that! You should've died ten or even twenty years ago. I can't have you going out there and everyone finding out you're still alive."

"I know, I know." Dib said quietly. The Irken slipped his hands up Dib's shirt. The boy laughed lowly at the alien tickling his stomach.

"Master," the computer drowned, "before you get...uh...friendly with the Dib-human, you should know that Gir's destroying a few things in the lab."

"What! Damn that robot!" Zim said spirting down to the lower levels of the base. Dib shook his head sadly and returned his attention to the world outside. He'd been watching for no more than 4 minutes when he saw a red haired boy run across the sidewalk in front of the house before being tackled by a bigger boy and two others running up to beat the shit out of the smaller boy. Dib perked up. The bullied child reminded him of...well...him. Dib watched as the bullys kicked, punched, pushed, and slapped the money out of the poor boy, before tossing his over the fence onto the lawn. Dib bit his lip and looked at the door and the boy each in turn. He sighed and walked nervously up to the door and opened it - after fighting with it for quite a time. He ran up to the boy and nealed down next to him.

"Are you alright kid?" The boy sat up and looked at the pale boy in front of him; but once he saw the open door to the house, he began to freak out.

"St-stay away! You're a g-ghost keep away from me! Don't take my soul!" Tears pooled in the child's eyes.

"What? Oh! Oh no," Dib leaned closer to the kid "I'm not a ghost, it's just that stupid story the town likes to tell." He blinked at the teen.

"Bu-but you're the pritty boy, from the story. Aren't you?" Now it was Dib's turn to blink,

"What are you talking about," he blushed, "Pritty? Th-the town think's I'm pritty?" He looked away sheepishly, then shook his head, "C'mon, we'll get you all fixed up," he stood up, then helped the injured kid up. The boy looked a bit frightned as to take the hand of someone everyone thought to be a ghost, but who was he to pass up someone taking care of him. He stood up and allowed himself to be taken into the supposedly haunted house.

Dib sat the boy on the toilet and began to clean his cut, then apply band-aids to his wounds.

"Dib-love, what are you doing in he- WHO THE HELL IS THAT!" Zim yelled as he was walking into the room, "You-you brought another human into my house!" the child hid behind Dib, eyes wide and face pale.

"Zim, please, the poor kid was beat up and thrown on the lawn, I couldn't just leave him there."

"Of course you could have! I do it all the time!"

"Well you were never beat up as a kid, Zim! I know how it feels to be hurt and have no one there to help and protect you! You never have Zim!" the alien sighed angrily,

"Fine! I take it he's healed, now leave my house human!" he yelled at the boy. Dib blinked at the frightned and confused child.

"Zim, do you mind if...if I walk him home?"

"Yes! Yes I do mind! You know you're not allowed out of the house."

"Please Zim! It's getting dark, I'll take him home and come right back! I promise! I haven't been out in a hundred years, Zim! Please, please, please! Can I just stretch my legs! I'm going stir crazy; you might be fine with staying cooped up all day and night but I'm not! Zim for Christ sake! I'm human I have to go out SOMETIME!"

"Fine fine, just go! My Irk you talk alot!" Zim said walking back out the room. Dib smiled,

"Well, shall we." the boy nodded, happy to leave this crazy house.

As they walked down the street, Dib took in the sights happy to finally be out. The child looked up at the older boy,

"So...you're not dead?" he said in a hushed tone.

"Hm? What? Oh, hevans no!" Dib said with a smile.

"Then...but you said, you said you'd been cooped up for 100 years!"

"Oh, um, it's confusing...well, kind of. Let's just say it has to do with Zim injecting some weird alien thingy in me to make me age 100x more slowly."

"Oh. Who was that alien guy anyway?"

"Just Zim, my boyfriend." the kid blinked, then looked at the ground shyly.

"Everyone at skool thinks I'm gay just because I don't hang around with anyone and they think I dress like a fag. They think I'm crazy too. But now I know I'm not crazy!" Dib blinked,

"Y-you belive in the paranormal?" the kid looked up at Dib,

"Yeah, aliens...um Bigfoot..." Dib smiled

"The Lake Spooky Monster!"

"Vampires!"

"Ghosts!"

"Wow! You belive in that kind'a stuff too! Wowohwowohwow!" he said happily! Then that proves I'm not crazy!"

"Everyone used to think I was crazy when I was in skool too."

"I'm Donny, by the way!"

"Dib, Dib Membrane." Dib and Donny shook hands smileing happily.

"So, um, Dib, being, er, gay...is it as bad as everyone says it is?"

"Uh," Dib blushed, "I don't think a kid your age should even be thinking about a thing like that!"

"Yeah, I guess not."

"So where do you live anyway?" Dib said looking about. It was a poorer part of the town; the "geto" if you will. I dunno...go talk to someone who knows about those things, 'cause I'm pampered spoiled brat who wouldn't know. Lolz :3 I don't even think I spelled "geto" right XD okay, back to the story. Dib really didn't think this was the kind of place a kid should grow up in.

"Actually," Donny said, "my house is right here." they turned onto the pathway. Dib was about to knock when the door opened, revealing a woman with blonde hair, who was wearing a nice midnight blu evening gown.

"Well hello." she said

"Um, I believe this is your son." Dib said.

"Oh, I don't have a son," she said stupidly before a man pushed her out of the way. He had glasses and brown hair and was in dressy clothes as well.

"God woman, what'd you put in you today! Son, your mother forgot to go shopping again, so we're going out to eat; you're not coming." The couple walked over to the car and drove off. Dib blinked after them, Donny walked in the house.

"Um, thanks for walking me home Dib. I'd invite you in, but I know you have to get home."

"Your parents seem...uh...I don't think what they did is legal."

"It's okay, it happens all the time. Really, I'll be fine."

"Are you sure?

"M'hm!" Dib smiled and waved,

"Well, don't be a stranger, come by any time!"

"Will do! Bye Dib!" Donny yelled happily waving.