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Summary: Dib is depressed and Zim notices, will he put aside his need to destroy the earth for someone who he calls an enemy, ZADR slash, set in high school
(AN) Warning, this fic will include cutting, suicidal themes, violence, language, sexual themes, mild to moderate psychosis, self hatred, and other violent or S.I., themes
"Blah" speaking,
'Blah' thinking,
blah flash backs and memories
BLAH different points of view
'"Blah voices"' in head
ido not in any way own ore hope to own the absolutely wonderful Invader Zim. And sadly, I am in no way associated with its wonderful creator.
And now….on with the story
'What could be wrong with the Dib-worm…is he being attacked by his enemy?' Zim thought remembering Dib's mutilated arms. 'But what other enemy could he possibly have than me?' he thought, shaking his head softly.
Zim looked over to Dib and stared. 'Since when do I pity a human' Zim scolded himself. He looked at Dib and his glare softened. Dib was staring at a pocket in his bag longingly. 'What could he be thinking' Zim thought sadly. '''why do you care''' his conscience asked. 'Why do I care' Zim thought searching himself for an answer.
Sure, he cared weather or not the dib-human stopped him in his conquest to conquer earth…but recently, his thoughts had changed. He noticed things, things that the average MALE Irken shouldn't notice. But why? Why did he care if the dib human was hurt…he shouldn't…but he did? 'Why was he so anxious to get away…did he not want me to see his defeat…yes, that must be it' Zim thought, forgetting his previous thoughts. 'I'll find out your secret Dib…I'll find out' Zim promised as he switched his view from Dib to the teacher.
DIB
'What if he tells the councilor….or worse, Gaz and dad?' Dib thought, his mind racing. He began to panic, thinking of all the possibilities, which none seemed good to him. 'What if they put me in an asylum' he thought, looking around in his panic. 'Where'd everyone go' he thought, calming down slightly. Looking around, he saw that he and Zim were the only ones left. Zim was staring off into space, a concerned look over his face.
'Should I tell him' he asked himself, inwardly debating. Walking toward the door, he decided that he couldn't just let Zim sit there. "Zim…It's time to go" he said loud enough to hopefully be heard through Zim's state of severe thought. He walked through the door before Zim could question his actions further. Zim looked up and then looked around. HE gathered his stuff as quickly as possible and set off to get ready for his 'mission'.
ZIM
"Gir…come, we are going on a mission." Zim announced as he walked past his robotic parental units. "Oooooooo…..I love tacos" Gir shouted while tackling his master with a cheesy hug' "Gir, put the pizza down and get off…we're going to spy on the Dib-human" Zim said, gagging at the foul smell of pizza. "Yay…I like Dib…he has the shiny thing" Gir said hopping around excitedly. "What shiny thing" Zim asked looking incredulously. Gir didn't answer; he just continued to run around excitedly.
Yawning, Zim set the binoculars down. He and Gir were currently hidden behind a rather large bush. They had been watching (or rather Zim had been watching and Gir had been oooing and awing at every leaf that fell from the bush.) Dib. At first, he just sat and stared at the door, as though expecting someone to burst in at any moment. Then he had watched TV, and now he was staring once again at the door, every once and a while, he would get up and open the door, only to close it again.
'this Dib-human is boring' Zim thought yawning again. Laying down, Zim ignored the fact that Gir had just picked up the binoculars. "oooooooo…so shiny" Gir said, hopping up and down next to Zim's head. "What" Zim said, bolting up and snatching the binoculars from Gir.
Looking through the window, Zim watched as dib held a(admittedly very shiny) blade in his hand. He was staring at it with an expression of adoration on his pale face. He watched as dib took the blade and slid it across his arm (the opposite one as before) he saw Dib's face slacken and become blank. Zim watched in horror as Dib repeatedly slid the blade across his marred arm. Zim instantly felt pity for Dib, and something else…he couldn't quite explain it, but he knew one thing…he had a desire, a desire to stop Dib from ever hurting himself again.