A/N: Alright. Before I post this chapter, please keep in mind that once again, this is a PG-13 version of the original Chapter 65. So yeah. The non-PG-13 version can be found at Dib-The-Hybrid on DA for those of you who want to read it there. But otherwise, please don't ask me to send it to you in a personal note or baww over the fact I'm not posting the full chapter here on FF. I won't even bother going into detail about WHY I'm not posting the full chapter here as I've made this point clear plenty enough times in the past.

That said, I hope you guys otherwise enjoy. =3

ZADR Orange Chapter 65 (PG-13 Version)

Warnings: Extreme OOCness

Rating: M

Disclaimer: We do not own Invader Zim, nor any of the characters from it. We do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Zim: Notgonnadie

Dib: Me

Pulling the covers up over his head to hide under, Dib could only blush even more at Zim's words. Sometimes the other was just so blunt about things that all he wanted to do was curl up and die from embarrassment.

Now dressed, Zim came back to check on Dib. "Dib..." he slid his hands under the covers, flipping them off of the boy.

Having the covers yanked off of him so suddenly, Dib let out a startled noise. "H-Hey!" he went to reach for the covers but stopped himself, realizing he was completely exposed now. He grabbed a pillow to hide behind, face a bright red. "G-Give me back the covers!" he said, backing up on the bed a bit, legs squeezed tightly together.

Zim laughed lightly. "Dib, it's okay..." he put his hand on the hybrid's shoulder. "I'm not going to do anything to you. I swear." he slid his other hand down to rub Dib's belly.

Not quite comfortable with how close Zim was to him given his clothe-less state, Dib tensed up nonetheless, especially when the other ran one of his hands down towards his lower stomach, dangerously close to his loins.

Zim kissed him gently. "Dib...I've seen you naked before, and I'll see you naked again...You don't have to be so tense...I PROMISE I'm not going to do anything..." he sighed, nuzzling him, trying to form some bonds of trust between them.

Flinching back at the small touches, Dib could only shrink down in his spot a bit more however. He had never been comfortable with anyone seeing him naked, especially now with his 'modified' anatomy, which he had barely even really gotten a good look at himself. Hell, he had barely even explored his own anatomy when he had been human.

Not wanting to give up but starting to feel like it was a lost cause, Zim sighed. "...I could show you..." he didn't want Dib to feel so shy about this.

Antennae perking up a bit at Zim's words, Dib remained fairly tense. "Sh-Show...me...? Sh-Show me wh-what...?" he said as though he were in a daze, still hiding behind the pillow he was holding, cheeks a bright red.

Blushing himself, Zim shook his head before leaning over and twisting his tongue around Dib's antennae, sliding it up and down, making Dib relax against his will. Then, sliding his own pants down just a little bit, he took Dib's hand and brought it to between his legs.

Giving in a bit, Dib couldn't help but shake at the sensation of Zim's tongue dragging itself up and down his antennae. Gasping and panting heavily, his eyelids fluttered closed when the other moved his hand down just a bit more. He squeezed his eyes shut tightly. "A-Ah...Z-Zim...Please...P-Please stop!" he wanted to pull away before things went too far.

Panting heavily, Zim let go of Dib at the shout, falling to his knees and leaning on the bed, his eyes closed tightly.

Dib instantly pulled back his hand to his chest, rather shaken by the situation and still panting heavily himself as he pulled away to stand up, abandoning the pillow and taking a few steps back before turning to head for the bathroom, locking himself inside it.

Crying in his head, Zim shook on the bed silently, feeling like Dib hated him now. "I'm sorry..." he said to the empty room, knowing no one would hear him.

Dib wasn't mad however. Rather, he was more in shock than anything else as he scooted himself up into a corner of the room, eyes still wide with disbelief.

Grabbing his towel from earlier to pat himself dry, Zim stood up shakily before pulling his pants back up and leaving the room, staring at the floor all the while. Tossing the towel into the dirty clothes chute, he then headed back up to the main floor, curling up on the couch in the living room once he had reached it and trying to think up something he could do to make it up to Dib for what he had done. "Why can't I do anything right?" he thought on it for a while then decided the best way to make Dib feel better would be to prepare him a nice meal and allow him some time alone. Rolling off the couch, Zim then entered the kitchen and began cooking the most extravagant thing he could think of, making sure not to mention a thing to Dib, wanting him to come up on his own, hoping that with enough time he might forgive him again.

Climbing into the tub to give himself a thorough, 30-minute scrub once he had recovered some, feeling so horribly dirty now, Dib then made his way to the bathroom door and unlocked it to wander back into the bedroom, wide eyes still staring down at the ground as he hadn't quite recovered fully yet. He couldn't get over how Zim's actions had made him feel.

Setting a place for one at the kitchen table, Zim, meanwhile, finished off the meal, setting it all on the table in a fanciful display before going into the living room once again to curl up on the couch and watch some TV.

Knowing he'd have to face Zim eventually, Dib slipped into a fresh pair of clothes before sighing. He wasn't mad at the other but knew it would probably be one of the most awkward moments in his life. Sighing again, he headed for the elevator, eyelids and antennae drooping almost tiredly as he stared down at the ground uneasily. He had no idea what he would say to Zim when he got up there nor whether he even should say anything at all. He didn't want things to become so tense between them again, especially now that they had just gotten back together.

Turning off the TV after trying to find something good to watch, Zim then sighed, wondering if Dib would even come up at all.

Entering the elevator to head on up to the kitchen, Dib pressed a button to activate it and waited a few moments as it lifted him up to the house level of the base. Upon coming to a stop and opening its doors, he then exited the elevator, his antennae perking somewhat when he saw the large display of food on the table before then drooping again however when he saw only one place setting and no Zim in sight.

A/N: And there you have it for Chapter 65 =3 Bleh...So it's not the most smooth-running chapter of them all. After all, I had to cut out a whole lot from this chapter and completely re-arrange it. But I did the best I could with what I had. If you want to read the full chapter, please search for it over on DA. It shouldn't be all that hard to find. And I'll look forward to hearing back from some of you soon. =3 Until then, however~