A/N Yo! What up my peeps? crickets chirp hehe…Anyway, here is the next chapter of YEWYD, and I hope that you guys will like it. I have been working very hard, and I'm constantly trying to juggle fanfics, school, and my sanity with one hand while trying to balance my developing art career and my social life.

Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim, but the waitress Bianca (who is based on me!), the poem, and the plot (with the exception of Invader Johnny's idea in the last chapter; thanx again Johnny!) are mine.

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Chapter 5: "GOTCHA!."

Sometimes in the light of a new day, there is always darkness lain behind, unclean, desolate, but makes such a difference in the world.

Darkness is only the opposite of the light, a shadow, but has a deeper sense of spirituality since the dark and blackness of the world can bring tranquility and peacefulness. Darkness is light, and light is darkness, all swirling in the vast universe that holds all the dimensions together in a single orbit of scientific and spiritual power.

In mystics, shadows can bend to the user's will, allowing an advantage in stealth, magik and strength. Some people see darkness as evil, but only seem merely misunderstood. Most of the denizens in the realms label the shadows as something to be feared, but it is feared because it is not understood.

Gaz continued to read her book on a scarlet sofa. It had been only been 3 weeks but the Goth girl seemed to have returned to her silent, creepy self. In her slight depression, she didn't eat much, and Zim had to pay her to eat. She would cry at night, and then make Zim come sleep with her or she would go to his room and sleep…

She chuckled slightly, remembering the first time he found her sleeping with him in his bed…

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Zim opened his crimson eyes, scanning his usual surroundings as they usually did.

Bed. Check.

Blanket. Check.

Attractive earth female. Check—

His eyes widened. Gaz had her slender arms around his neck and her head was tucked neatly beneath his chin. The poor confused alien blushed heavily as she pressed up even closer to him, savoring the warmth that was radiating off his body.

Zim pushed himself out of her arms and stepped out of the covers. Gaz snuggled in the pillows; all the while her shirt was riding up, revealing lacey black boy shorts and long creamy legs. She moved her legs, causing her shirt to rise up more and exposing the curve of her back along with a lacey black strap of fabric. Zim, being curious, ran a green finger along the line, causing Gaz to moan slightly as the said finger hit smooth flesh. The clasp suddenly unclipped and Zim blushed as he tried to clip it back on…

Amber eyes snapped open, and a ringing slap echoed through the universe with accusations of "PERVERT!" and "RAPIST!"

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Gaz sighed and turned to the next page of her book. She really should be grateful for him taking her in, especially since he was also making her breakfast in the next room, while Gir was watching the Scary Monkey Show.

Zim was pouring Gaz a bowl of chocolate cereal and fixing a bowl for himself. She was working him so hard; he couldn't do his sick little experiments in his labs anymore.

Still, she still seems pretty helpless, despite her cool and creepy demeanor. Gaz has a pretty emotional personality, I wonder why she always holds it back…Wondered the green teen as he poured milk into both bowls. Because of his newly-found adaptations to earth food, Gaz insisted they bought groceries to feed them both. Seems like she wasn't going anywhere any time soon.

He sighed and took both bowls into the living room. Gaz took one of the bowls form him and started eating immediately. The alien sat down and tasted sugar coated chocolate cereal for the first time in the 125 years of his life.

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Dib sat in the intensive care unit, bored to his heart's content. Most of the time, he was wondering about Gaz, or wondering what was going to happen now since they were both orphans.

Mrs. Membrane was gone long ago. She was Wicca and a great naturalist that made some very important accomplishments in her time. She had big golden eyes and long, reddish black hair. She was everything Dib and Gaz could want in a mom.

One day, she took an expedition in the Andes Mountains to some hidden caves. The membrane wife had insisted that she go on her own; said it would be a great adventure.

She never came back.

Dib wiped some stray tears that were sliding down his face. He and Gaz were all alone now.

Dib looked out the window to the clear blue sky. Slowly, he limped up from his bed and stared out the window to the hospital courtyard below.

Among the stout trees and wildflowers, was a girl with short violet hair and deep purple eyes. She was a pale as a ghost, and wore a gothic getup with dark violet eye shadow to accent her eyes. She stared up at the equally pale but flushed boy and smirked as she winked at him.

Dib blinked, and Tak was gone.

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Gaz combed her black finger nails through her hair. Ever since her depression, she hadn't showered or anything.

Her face scrunched up in disgust. A putrid smell rose from her armpits as she raised her arms to remove her shirt in the bathroom. Gaz removed the rest of the articles of her clothing and stepped into the hot water.

"Ahhh…this feels nice…" Gaz sighed as she let her aching body slip into the water. Her wavy wet locks floated on top of the steamy water. Her pale skin became tinged with pink, as her body started to burn.

The Goth girl's mind turned to Zim. He was egotistical, obnoxious, self-centered, and…

…really hot.

Gaz gasped as she jumped out of the water. Luscious green skin, strong arms, deep crimson eyes she could stare into forever…

Gaz's face flushed. The water was definitely too hot.

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Zim swiftly ran his gloved fingers over the keyboard of his computer. Since he was no longer an ex-unofficial invader, he had more time to do what he always wanted to do since he came to this planet: video games.

His vampire piggie hunter flew across the screen delivering a combo attack to Count Pigulon. His character was knocked out of the way into a black twisted tree. The green teen growled as he delivered a counter-attack to the head as the creature aimed a hyper beam at the stomach of his character.

The poor alien boy screamed in frustration as he ran out of life points. He heard a slight shuffle behind him and grinned silently as he heard a certain little robot sneak up behind him…

"GOTCHA!" Yelled the green boy as he wrapped his arms around a warm body…wait, Gir is metal…if this isn't Gir…then who?

"Zim, why are you hugging me around my midriff?" Asked a certain amber eyed girl as she felt a sharp, hot intake of breath around her pierced naval. Zim's eyes widened in shock and looked up at the surprisingly calm face peering down at him with narrowed eyes. The young Irken slowly unwrapped his arms from the girls middle and stood up meeting her face.

"We are going to see a movie. I wanna see The Fog. You're paying, or else." The girl closed her eyes shut and preceded to walk out of Zim's lab. Zim merely watched her walk to the elevator and go to the house level.

Zim blinked. "WHAT!"

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Gaz poked around Zim's drawers in his room. She stared awkwardly as she pulled out a pair of heart-patterned boxers. She rolled her eyes as she pulled out a folder full of paper. Curious, she opened up the folder to find…

Drawings. All of her.

She was surprised at the amazing detail and skill of the work. The top picture was of Gaz sleeping in a fetal position on what looked like Zim's bed. Another was of her sitting in a corner reading. Gaz flipped through the pictures, and a scrap of paper fell out. The Goth girl picked it up, and saw that it was a note.

It read:

Stars forgiven, lies tell all

But the truth we deny

While staring into the eyes

Of thy horrible fate.

Tears fell, my shadow falls

Blood rains down upon her face

No anger, no fear

Become what you truly hate—

Gaz heard footsteps coming down the hall and scrambled the folder back into the drawer and sat on the bed. Zim walked in with a black hoodie and dark denim jeans. He looked at Gaz sitting on his bed quietly while he had the chance to observe her.

Her wavy violet hair flowed down her onto her bare shoulders. She had a cropped black halter top and a long leather trench coat. Gaz also wore back jeans that sat on her hips and her normal combat boots. Her skin glowed with a pale light, and Zim found himself in a trance.

"What are you staring at?"

Zim snapped out of his reverie and gave his best attempt at a look of disgust and distaste.

"I was merely wondering why is it that you are so unattractive. You humans are absolutely revolting." Said Zim with a sneer.

Gaz blinked in slight shock and hurt. Zim strutted out of the room with an air of ignorance. For unknown reasons why, she held back burning tears. She sniffed slightly as she stood up from the bed and followed Zim out of the house with a growing rage inside of her…

A dark figure watched the young teens walk out of the house into the inky black night. Purple lips twisted into a sick grin as she held a buzz saw in her gloved hand.

The universe has light and darkness walk hand in hand. Only a force combined of the two can bring destinies intertwined. Life lives long and nothing will ever be the same.

A/n I'm so sorry that I haven't updated in a while. Things are heating up between Zim and Gaz…should I change the rating and put a lemon? You guys vote, because I can't decide. THE ISTY EVIL SPIDER COMMANDS YOU TO REVIEW! OBEY THE FIST!