I DON'T OWN INVADOR ZIM OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS
"Zim thinking"
"Talking"
"Dib thinking"
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(Just to let you know I'm not really going by the series coz I have watch all the episodes yet)
Chapter 3: "Zim is mine and mine alone!"
-Zim's P.O.V-
Zim awake from the rapid beating of his heart from the excitement of wondering how today would turn out with the declaration of devotion from Dib. "Dib . . . the feeling of his warm hands are still lingering through out my cheeks . . . I still can not believe the seriousness that reflected from those eyes that resemble whirl pools." Zim pulled himself out of his thoughts and got up from bed.
"Computer!" Zim semi yelled.
"Yea." Computer answer a little annoyed.
"I require a change of clothes and . . . a different hair piece, if you will. The outfit that I wish to change into and the hair piece must be this gothic style I've been hearing about." Zim ordered.
"Sure." Computer answered.
Zim stood up from his bed with his mind still filled with Dib as he walked over to the scanner. "Is it just me but has that human- I mean Dib gotten more a-attractive so to speak . . . what am I saying?"
The scanner scanned his body and gothic clothes appeared: He wore these black leggings under these black shorts with chains hanging at his sides, this black tank top over this gray and black stripped long sleeve shirt that covered his hands, his wrists was covered in thin black and red bracelets, his hair piece black of course but the front was a lot longer in the front then the back and the tips was dyed white, and last but not least he wore black knee-long converse with this long leather strip that connected the two.
He looked at himself in the mirror, not really in the mood for admiring himself like usually, but he considered himself to complete the look.
He walked out of his room and made it down the hallway only to find the kitchen a mess and the living room looked as if it never seen the day of light. Zim sighed to himself not surprised to find this part of the house in this kind of state and the only name that popped into Zim's head as to who did this is none other then 'Gir'.
"Arg! He is impossible!" Zim yelled to himself as he stomped off in the direction of the occasional 'Whe!' or 'Piggy!'.
Zim walked into the dining room (which he didn't know he had) and spotted Gir doing his usual thing . . . making a mess out of a mess.
"Gir! What the hell are you doing so early in the morning?" Zim yelled which didn't get the little ones attention, "Gir! Stop this non-sense at once!"
Gir stood up and face planted on the floor and started spinning on the ground. Zim stared at this scene for a few moments and realized 'it's no use.' He turned around and walked away towards the door coz he heard laser noises and a knocking sound at his front door.
He got there in some what of a hurry and quickly opened the front door to find the very person who invaded his thoughts.
"Hey there, Zim. I came like I said I would." Dib said out of breath with a toothy grin on his face.
-Dib's P.O.V.-
Dib awoke this morning happy as can be, his stomach filled with butterflies and his mind filled with fantasies that he hopes will reflect the future. He was so excited that he didn't even wait for his alarm clock to wake him up, he practically leaped out of bed with this smile across his face and cha cha'd (which means danced) into his bathroom humming this techno song called 'Better off alone-Crazy trance'.
He flicked the light on in his bathroom and stood in front of the mirror.
"Dib . . . don't mess this up, dude. You know that you have one chance and one chance only coz Zim is a very stubborn person," Dib chuckles a little, "Very stubborn indeed."
Dib took off his clothes and decided to take a quick cold to take care of the aftermath of his wet dream about Zim.
After the shower he walked out still humming the catchy tune as he got dressed: he wore this long sleeve black shirt, his not so tight checkered black and white skinny jeans, his black combat boots, and his other trench coat that had the sleeve cut off. He reached over to his dresser and pulled out his necklace that had many spikes, weird carvings of supernatural things and symbols, and a part of a mass destructive weapon that no long works and put them around this neck.
He didn't need to fix his hair coz not matter what his sleeping position was it would revert back to normal, weird I know.
He finished dressing and walked out of his room and down the stair to the kitchen. Like always Gaz was down there with her slave gamer out yelling out to who knows what.
"Hey, Gaz." Dib greeted in this painfully happy tone.
Gaz's eyebrow twitched a little in annoyance, "What crawled into your pants this morning?"
Dib smile grew a little and replied, " . . . good things, Gaz, good things."
Dib walked towards the cabinet and pulled out a bag of bread, taking out two to make toast.
"Well what ever it is, it's sickening." Gaz commented, "It's too early in the morning for some one like you to be all happy and crap."
"Gaz . . . it's a wonderful day out there, embrace it." Dib remarked, even though it sounded cheesy coming from him.
Gaz paused her game slave and looked up to give him this blank expression, "It's raining out side."
Dib kind of gasped and turned around to look out the kitchen window and saw drizzle outside with a case of dark clouds.
He sighed to himself, "Couldn't be better."
Gaz slammed down her game slave on to the table, "What the hell happen at Zim's house, Dib? Ever since you got back you've been back you've been . . . loopy."
Dib looked at her direction with a serious face, "Tell dad and I'll tell him you're dating Tak which equals you dating a girl."
Gaz stayed quiet for a few moments, "I wasn't going to say anything idiot, it's just that you're bothering me with all that happy business."
"Oh, well, nothing happen yet but it's going in the direction I want it to." He replied happy again.
Gaz turned her head back to her game slave and unpaused it, "Whatever."
Dib grabbed his toast as soon as it finished and spread butter on them as he walked towards the door grabbing an umbrella.
"Where are you going? It's not time for school yet." Gaz yelled from the kitchen.
"I'm going to go pick up my beloved." Dib simply answered.
As he walked out nibbling on his toast he heard Gaz say in a slight whisper, "Whatever . . . . good luck stink face."
He smiled again and walked in the direction of Zim's house, loving the smell of the rain and how everything looked . . . clean.
"I need all the luck I can get." He said to himself.
He finally arrived at the front gate of Zim's house trying to decide if he should just walk through and the little gnomes wouldn't attack him or he would have to go into ninja mode and avoid the lasers and anything else they can dish out.
"Zim probably forgot to disable the security." Dib said as he opened the gate and dashed for the front door.
The little gnomes opened there little beady eyes and started to attack Dib. Dib was faster though, he learned in incredible amount of kung-fu and any other art forms of fighting just for emergency purposes, so getting around the gnomes. But the hard part was thinking of what to say when Zim answers the door.
"Hi!" Dib said as he did a full back flip to avoid the laser that came at him, "Nah, sounds weird. What about 'what's up?' . . . doesn't sound like something I should say in this situation."
He avoided all the lasers and sudden found himself in front of Zim's door with his hand instinctively knocking on his door.
"Damn you hand, you're suppose to wait until I'm ready you traitor." He literarily said to his hand.
The door opened up and Zim was the one to answer the door this time.
" . . . damn he had to pick now to be extra smokin' hot then usual. . . I almost attacked him *sighs* I gotta watch myself there."
"Hey there, Zim. I came like I said I would." Dib said out of breath with a toothy grin on his face.
-Normal P.O.V-
Zim slightly smiled at Dib, "I can see that." He said in an even voice, "But don't you think it's a little too early."
Dib smiled, "And you're already dressed for someone complaining about it being a little too early."
A light blue blush appeared on Zim's face, "I just . . . I always wake up around this time."
Dib came a little closer to Zim touching his elbows, "Liar, you should of known that I've been your stalker since elementary I know what time you actually wake up at . . . . . are you blushing?" Dib slightly teased.
Zim turned his face, avoiding Dib's intense gaze, "The great Zim does not blush."
Dib chuckled slightly, "And when ever you don't want to answer a question you speck in 3rd person like you did back when we were younger."
Zim looked back at Dib, " . . . you know every thing about me don't you?"
"As creepy as it sounds . . . yeah." Dib answered slightly frowning.
"Don't you think it's unfair that the amount of knowledge you have about me out weights my knowledge about you." Zim explained.
Dib stared at Zim for a few moments and laughed slightly, "We have time for you to get to know me another time."
"Hmph! Fine, whatever," Zim replied, "Since it's early and slightly raining,, wanna come in? But I must warn you that it's a mess in here, Gir was up to his ridiculous role play with that pig of his again."
Dib chuckled, "And I see Gir is being his usual annoying self."
Zim shrugged and moved aside gesturing for Dib to enter his house. Dib entered the house slightly surprised by the apparent mess that engulfed the house.
"Whoa you weren't kidding when you said it was a mess." Dib remarked.
Zim ignored that comment, "Computer!"
The computer sighs, "What?"
"Clean this mess up."
"Yeah, sure, whatever."
Little flat round robots came out nowhere and started sucking up the dirt, uneaten food, and some unknown substance that covered the walls. Zim walked over towards the couch and sat down and Dib followed him sitting down next to him . . . real close.
Zim blushed for the second time this morning, "Must you really enter my personal space, isn't that what you humans call the invisible circle that surrounds you hyumans?"
Dib moved closer to Zim and leaned back on the couch stretching his arms as he let them rest behind Zim, "I won't stop getting closer to you."
Zim looked down at his hand that rested on his lap, "How can you be so direct, Dib? Are you really the same person that I've known for 7 years or have you been deceiving us by putting on that 'protector of earth' surraide?"
Dib leaned closer to Zim's non-existing ears and whispered, "Mmm, well think what you want, I'm not ready to explain myself to you just yet."
Zim shivered slightly felling Dib's hot breath on his neck, "W-why is that?"
". . . coz," Dib pulled back looking at the television in front of him and leaned back on the couch again, "There are things I don't know about myself . . . like how is it that I've noticed you're an alien and no one else did? Why is it that you've become my obsession before I realized it? There's a lot more to my questions which let me back to one thing . . . . . my father."
Zim turned his head towards Dib to look him the eyes, curiosity invading his expression, "Your father? What does he have to do with the fact that you're . . . I'm gonna be nice so I'll call you weird."
Dib grinned, "I'm so glad you've noticed me enough to know who I am."
Zim almost looked away but didn't, "Anyone would notice a kid jumping on top of a desk pointing at me while he accuses me of being an alien."
Dib touched the bridge of his nose, "Sometimes I wondered why I even did that, I mean, I give them some sort of proof that you're not from this world and then you say one sentence and everyone believes you. Unbelievable!"
Zim chuckled, "That is surely unbelievable, and you used to call me an idiot."
Dib pulled Zim towards him, so that Zim's head was lying on Dibs broad chest, "When I look back on those days, it makes me wonder why I even tried as hard as I did . . . . maybe it was just a cover up for the hatred of the people in this blasted city."
Zim twitched at the way Dib said hatred and looked at Dib, " . . . you have more inner demon's then you lead on, don't you?"
Dib looked down at Zim and stared into his beady eyes, "You forgot to put your contacts on." Dib said as he rubbed his thumb under Zim's eyes.
Dib leaned in a little closer and Zim couldn't help but lean in forward either.
"The place where his lips should be looks so soft."
"A-are we going to immerse in the intimate action called kissing."
"Damn, his breath smells like he's been eating chocolate . . . don't know why but that's kinda sexy."
"He closed his eyes, he's totally serious about this . . . how do I kiss back? Mind you are not help at all!"
Dib and Zim finally kissed.
"What the hell? Am I hearing pop rocks? Or I'm so nervous I can't think right. *sighs* It's so soft . . . wonder if I can take this further."
"What is that sound? . . . bells . . . is that the sound of bells but it's 5:57 in the morning, where the hell would there be ringing bells . . . is that Dibs tongue?"
Zim opened his mouth giving Dib full access and the both fought for dominance. It was suddenly so quiet in the room that the only sounds you could hear are the slurping and sucking sounds that echoed through out the room. Dib leaned forward pushing Zim on to his back placing himself between his legs. Dib break apart for air and looked down at Zim who was flushed and panting from the excitement.
"Shit, if he looks like this I won't be able to control myself."
Dib slid his hands into Zim's shirt earning him a mixture of a gasp and moan. Dib licked his lips as he saw Zim impatiently arched his back into his hands, giving him this lusty look.
"I . . . can't seem to control myself anymore, I want his touch so bad."
Dib leaned over Zim, "You're finally mine."
"It's time to go to school, you love birds." Computer snickered.
The both of them quickly sat up, blushing at the fact that they were caught in the act.
"Uh, yeah we should probably get going then." Dib stood up as he grabbed Zim's hand.
"Dib?"
Dib looked down at Zim, "Yeah?"
"What is the name of our relationship?"
Dib smirked, "We're lover, of course. You're finally mine now and there's no chance in hell I'll let you go."
Authors notes: hey you guys, sorry for the late update but I finally finished it cause of the awesome replies that I've been given. So thank you and I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing.