I DO NOT OWN ANY OF INVADER ZIM'S CHARACTERS. THE ONLY CHARACTERS THAT I OWN ARE THE ONE THAT I CREATE COZ I DON'T REMEMBER ANY OF OTHER CHARATERS NAMES.

Warning: M for mature, yaoi, boy x boy, cursing, and a bit of violents

'Dib thinking'

'Zim thinking'

Talking

Chapter 4: "School and back"

=Normal P.O.V=

It stopped raining by the time Dib and Zim headed towards school but the sky was heavy with dark clouds.

"Arg! Your stink planet and its disgusting Aquatic substance." Zim complained as he awkwardly attempted to avoid little puddles that scattered upon the floor like landmines.

Dib chuckled softly as he watched Zim do dance-like moves as he hopped, walked, and skipped around the puddles as if he was this little happy filled kid hyped up on candy and soda, "Well it can't be helped, the Earth has mostly water then land." He remarked as he joined Zim and started hopping away over puddles.

Zim chuckled slightly as he watched Dib and his tall frame try to be 'epic' like him.

"Jumping around like that doesn't suit someone basically dressed in all black."

Dib, who noticed Zim laughing at him, suddenly carried him in bridal-style, "Wha-?" Zim said startled by the quick movement, "What are you doing?"

"We'll never make it to school with you jumping over every puddle you come across," Dib started as a matter of fact, "And besides this gives me an excuse to touch you."

Zim blushed, "Well aren't you a . . . smooth talker."

Dib chuckled, "That's only when I'm with you."

Dib walked through the streets with Zim in his arms with a slight smile on his face, ignoring all the quiet stares and the disapproving whispers. Zim smiled slightly, only enough that he was the only one that could tell.

They finally got to school, not much different then the Elementary school that they used to go to . . . actually the city didn't have enough cash so they basically just added all the grades together. So anyways, Dib let Zim back onto his feet as they got to the front steps of the school.

"So you think everyone's gonna be surprised when they don't see us fighting like usual?" Dib asked with a grin as he walked up the steps behind Zim, trying to take peek under Zim's shorts.

"And how does the thoughts of those hyumans concerns me?" Zim replied pulling the ends of his shorts down, feeling that someone behind him was being a real big pervert.

Dib smiled, "It's just like you to say something like that, and how is it that you don't care?"

"And I shall answer your question with a question; will their thoughts stop a meteor from crashing against this planet? Will their thoughts bring back the dead? Will their thoughts keep the sun from coming tomorrow? If not, then their thoughts will never keep me from doing what I have to." Zim explained as he walked up to his locker and punched in his access code. (He pretty much improved his locker since some idiot broke into it only just to have their house blown up *hehe* idiot) "Is that a simple enough answer for you?"

Dib leaned against the locker next to Zim with his hands in his pockets and grinned, "Yeah I guess, it was a long explanation though."

Zim looked up from his locker and glared, "You shouldn't have asked."

Dub held is hands in front of him as if he was trying to defend himself and shook his head lightly as he smiled, "Whoa! No need to bite my head off."

Zim turned his gaze towards Dib again and arched his eyebrow in confusion, "Since when have I ever tried to bite your head off."

Dib pretty much smiled, not wanting to correct his confused lover, "Never mind. Are you ready for class now, I'm guessing the bells gonna ring in . . . 3 . . . 2 . . . 1"

The bell rang signaling the start of hell on earth . . .

Zim slammed his locker close and walked with Dib to their first period . . . American History. was the most boring person you could every meet, He even puts himself to sleep when ever his verbally teaching. Zim as always sat that the far right next to the door and Dib sat in the opposite direction near the window.

"Shit why'd I have to pick a seat that's far away from Zim . . . what the hell was I thinking?"

Dib angrily looked toward the board already feeling his eyes shut slightly, he couldn't help it, it was like he formed a habit in sleeping in Mr. Fillers classroom since he never bother to wake any of his students up. But Dib fought hard, he avoids his eyes from the board and looked in the direction of Zim, willing him to turn his head so that their eyes would meet. But as luck would have him, he ending up having eye contact with Mr. Filler who seemed to be in a 'bad' mood.

"Shit! Shouldn't have looked around."

"Mr. Membrane! Is there something that is more interesting then learning what's going to be on the next test?" Mr. Filler called out, "Or are you going to go on about how Zim is an alien again."

Dib grinned at Mr. Filler, "No Mr. Filler I was just being a little curious is all. But other than that there's nothing else." He explained loving the surprised and shocked face Mr. Filler displayed before him.

"This is getting amusing."

Everyone in class gasped at the words that left his mouth, this kid named Timm that was sitting way in the back was the first one to voice his thought, "So you're not all crazy over Zim now?"

Dib smirked, "Think what ever you want." Dib simply answered.

Zim stared at him, giving him a look that says 'don't be a show off' but his stares was left unanswered as more kids in the class kept running their mouths in shock that the 'normally weird kid' didn't do his usual routine of jumping on top of his desk, pointing his fingers towards Zim while screaming "Why don't you all see it? He's an alien whose goal is totally conquest over the Earth." And Zim's response would always be "Lies! It's all LIES! I am hyuman!" Zim snickered to himself at that little flashback and wondered why he even tried defending himself, "They would of believed I was human without me saying anything . . . I feel like a fool for being so caught up in it."

Zim train of thought was broken when the kid next to him poked his shoulder, he snapped his head towards the guy with a killer glare on his face, "Don't. Touch. Me." Was all Zim said as a warning to him.

The kid, named Jacob, give Zim a scared expression as if he was starting to regret earning the attention of the green skinned kid, "Uh . . . don't you find it weird that Dib isn't harassing you?" He said shakingly.

" . . . and how is that any of your business of how I feel on the matter?" Zim asked as he arched an eyebrow.

"Well I kinda thought-"

"Never mind don't answer that question." Zim interrupted. He was annoyed now . . . more annoyed then usual but not annoyed enough to switch someone's brain with a squid just for the heck of it again. He looked towards Dib's direction again who was still being engulfed in attention and he was looking . . . pissed off.

"Yes, yes. I know it's weird that I'm not being my usual insane self, I get it already. Mr. Filler just get the class started the rest off us have lives to get back to." Dib explained.

The day just went on like that with both Zim and Dib as everyone around them stared in disbelief and whispered in each others ears just to be intimidating . . . and it was some what working on Dib's last nerves.

-During Lunch-

Dib and Zim are sitting outside under that oak tree on a bench far from the school play ground.

"Now matter how many years we've been here none of the damn food over here taste any better." Dib complained as he set his tray on the table, ignoring it.

"I think it got a lot worst." Zim replied as he was poking his mystery meat.

"Is this even food anymore?"

"How is that possible?"

"This . . . uh . . . meat just ate my spoon and the rest of the substances on this tray. It's not supposed to do that right?"

Dib stared at the . . . thing that was on Zim plate and then turned his head towards his plate and found that the meat crawled off his tray and was in the middle of consuming some poor kid that was there at the wrong time and place, behind the building. He arched his eye brow and turned back around acting as if he didn't see anything.

"This shouldn't even be considered food anymore. There should be a containment unit placed in the cafeteria and those so called lunch lady should be arrested for attempted murder with their horrible cooking."

"Uh, Zim. Stop poking it."

"Why? This is fascinating."

Dib took Zim plate and throw it aside, "You'll irritate it."

"Rude much."

Dib grabbed Zim and sat him on his lap as he nuzzled his neck, "Whatever. Anyways don't you think things are getting a bit . . . weirder . . . not the normal weird but the type of weird that you notice and it creeps you out more then usual?"

"Other than the mutation of that . . . so called meat. No not really, why? Have you?"

"It's just . . . that this town is not . . . normal at all."

"If you haven't noticed, Dib, this town is beyond normal in every form and shape and I would know . . . . I'm an alien and no one's ever figured that out despite your advances of reveal my true identity." Zim chuckled as he leaned his head on Dib's shoulder as he looked up at the branches of the oak tree they sat in front of, watching the branches sway in the short refreshing breeze.

"Maybe so, but it's just so . . . I don't know anymore . . . with my dad breathing down my neck to accept 'real science' it's hard enough to even understand what the fuck I'm talking about anymore." Dib explained as he wrapped his arms around Zim shoulders, giving him a slight squeeze signaling that he was comfortable in this position.

"What is your father like? You don't seem to dislike or like him." Zim said as he leaned further back to look directly into Dib's eyes.

Dib looked upward as he thought of how he wanted to answer that question so Zim would understand what he wanted to say, "I . . . don't know what I think of him,. I mean I don't think he was that bad of a guy but he wasn't around much for me to determine if he was a good enough father. He keeps pushing me to realize his dreams, to realize his values and morels but I want him to just stop rushing around the place and sit down for once and talk to me."

Zim kept staring at Dib as he explained, watching his expression change as he continued to look up at the cloud filled sky.

"What about your . . . mother?" Zim asked.

Dib finally looked down at Zim, making eye contact, "I don't know my mother . . . there are times where I think she never existed."

Zim looked at Dib with confusion in his eyes, "What do you mean? Aren't human's created with the help of each other, doesn't it take two to tango, so to speak?"

"Well yeah, but it's difficult to explain it, but people who want children and they don't want to engage in an intimate relationship with someone they could just go to a sperm bank."

". . . so you go in and request . . . sperm in order to have a smeet . . . odd. So what does it do? Bite you on your arm infecting you with an offspring?" Zim asked seriously.

Dib busted out laughing at the seriousness that presented itself in Zim's voice, "N-no that's not what happens."

"Then explain it to me."

". . . no . . . it's sort of embarrassing to explain it to you of all people. Anyways it's time to get back to class, you know what happens if we're late." Dib shivered as he warned Zim, remembering those dark times that he attended detention . . . worst time of his life . . . so far.

Zim pouted cutely for that Dib successfully avoided the whole bees and the bird explanation. Dib sighed in relief as Zim stood up and started walking towards the main building, Dib walked right behind Zim.

"Hmm, can't help thinking that there's something wrong, like something seriously wrong out there."

". . . This feeling . . . is warning me of something."

The end of the school day finally approached them and they were leaving the school grounds.

"Shit!"

"What's wrong?" Zim asked as he watched Dib pull out a piece of paper from his pocket.

"I have this stupid permission slip that . . . my dad has to sign."

"Can't you just wait until he get's . . . . home- never mind."

Dib smiled at Zim slightly, "Yeah, I gotta go to his stupid office or something to get him to sign it . . . what to come with me."

" . . . I don't know . . . I don't think I should let Gir stay home by himself for long or chaos would be upon us sooner then you think."

Dib silently cured Gir and his distortive way of . . . being himself. He leaned in and kissed Zim for a short while, savoring the moment. He pulled back to look Zim in the eyes.

". . . do you really have to have that signed today?"

Dibs smile turned into a smirk and he pulled Zim close to him by the waist, "And why do you ask?"

Zim blushed as he turned his head, avoiding eye contact with Dib, "Don't make me say it."

"Then how about I come over to your house for a bit before I have to go and get this slip signed," Dib suggested as he rested his forehead on Zim's.

Zim slightly smiled, "You mean you want to continue with what we were doing this morning?"

"Of course!"

Zim and Dib walked towards Zim's house hand and hand talking about how foolish the other was in some kind of situation or event that they were both involved in. They finally arrived.

"Please don't let Gir make a mess of the house again . . . oh what am I hoping for it's Gir we're talking about." Zim said under his breath.

Dib chuckled slightly, "I didn't take you as one to engage in a conversation with yourself, are you having fun?" He teased.

Zim blushed as he glared at Dib, "You know you say the least desirable thing at any given chance."

Dib smirked, "Is that a compliment or an insult?"

"Take it as how ever you want it." Zim answered as he opened the door and walked in. The place was clean (I know what you're thinking this is kind of scary . . . I mean it's never clean with Gir around) . . . yes clean for once.

". . . this is kind of scary . . . it's clean, Zim, something horrible must of happen if it's clean." Dib explained in utter shock.

Zim walked inside the house in a very inhuman speed and tapped on the screen of his T.V., "Computer"

"What?"

"Where is Gir? What has happened while I was gone? Where is that stupid pig?"

The computer snickered, "Nothing happened, master."

". . . what do you mean? IT'S CLEAN IN HERE SOMETHING MUST OF HAPPENED!"

"Nothing happened, the cleaning bots did their jobs and Gir just shut his systems off for awhile, nothing to be alarmed about."

"Gir shut his systems off . . . I didn't know he could do that." Zim looked back at Dib, who seemed to be holding his laughter in, "That isn't even funny you idiot."

Dib walked over to Zim and pulled him close again, "Yeah I know, it's just the expression on your face was priceless."

" . . . there shouldn't be a price on my expression, I'm not selling it."

Dib leaned down to nuzzle Zim's neck again, "Hmm" He simply answered.

Zim blushed as he remembered what happened this morning and whispered in Dib's ear, "Lets head up to my room . . . where the computer won't . . . catch us in an embarrassing position again."

Dib grinned into Zim's neck at hear the suggestion, "His intensions are probably innocent and I should probably correct him but it's his fault for temping me."

"Sounds like a plan to me, show me the way."

Zim took Dib by the hand and lead him the same way Gir had the first time he had came through this hallway. Dib reminded himself that if he sees Gir that he should thank that insane robot for making this all possible and that he owed him a taco. They entered the room.

"Shield on." Zim commanded.

The see-through roof began to darken and the only light in the room were the lamps that were positioned at each side of Zim's king sized bed. Just enough light to see that the walls were painted purple and some wires were at certain places but not every where. Zim walked further into his room expecting that Dib would do the same and sat on his bed.

"Aren't you going to invite yourself in?"Zim asked as he patted the space beside him.

Dib walked towards Zim, removing his shoes along the way. Zim saw that he removed his shoes so he was going to do the same until Dib stopped him.

"I want the pleasure of undressing you myself, if I may."

"You may do so."

Dib kneeled down and slowly untied the shoe laces and pulled them off, he admired the soft look that Zim's legs were giving and went ahead and kissed above his knees. Zim shivered slightly from the sudden movement but kept watching as Dib continued kissing down his legs, nipping here and there marking Zim as his.

"That's the first time anyone's ever . . . kissed my legs before."

". . . when I said that I love you I meant every part of you, the unseen and the seen, all of it."

Dib finally got to Zim's four toes and gave them the same attention as he did with the legs, he gently set them back down and leaned up, savoring Zim's blushing face. He pulled off Zim's bracelets, throwing them to the floor, and continued his kisses on Zim's fingers, down his palm but getting to his arms was proving to be difficult so he just took off both of Zim's shirts off and his own so that he wouldn't be bothered with it later. He continued his hot kisses down Zim's arm up to his shoulder and nipped it slightly. Hearing Zim panting and his silent pleas for him to continue gave him the signal that he was doing the right things.

"Why does the trail of kisses feel like it's on fire? I feel so hot but it feels so good."

Dib did the same thing to the other hand, down the arms and he nipped on the other shoulder giving them the same treatment. He pulled Zim down so that he was on top and between his legs. He looked at Zim expression and it almost gave him a nosebleed.

"Shit! I feel like I'm going to pass out from so much hotness that's radiating from Zim."

Dib pulled the hair piece off of Zim head and through it on the floor also, Zim antenna's stood up in almost a straight line. Dib couldn't help but want to stroke it a little so he did.

"Ahn~ mmm . . . Dib-b . . . don't." Zim moaned out as he body began to shiver uncontrollably as he gripped Dib by the arms.

"So you're mostly sensitive here, huh?" Dib asked as he continued to stroke lightly, enjoying the sweet sounds of Zim moaning uncontrollably.

Dib leaned down and planted a kiss on Zim's lipless mouth, deepening the kiss as both of their tongues caressed each other, exploring each others wet caverns. Wet and slurping sounds could be heard through out the room with a muffled sound of Zim's moaning. Zim released Dib's arms and proceeded to trace Dib's back with his claws, not breaking the skin but leaving long marks. Dib moaned slightly into Zim's mouth as he broke the kiss for air, he stopped stroking Zim's antenna as he looked at Zim's flushed face. He moved himself down a bit so that he could give Zim chest some 'attention'.

"I would never have guessed that you would have nipples too." Dib said as he used his thumbs to trace the outlines of Zim's nipples, watching those dark green buds harden at his touch.

Zim grasped silently as he shivered from the pleasurable feeling that Dib was causing at his chest, "Mmmm." He simply moaned out his answer.

Dib looked up to see tears of pleasure escape Zim's eyes and his antennas began to twitch. He could help himself he wanted to taste those beautiful green buds so he took the left nipple inside of his mouth and sucked to his hearts content. Zim moaned out loud as he arched his back upwards towards the pleasurable feeling, he buried his hands Dib's ebony colored hair and tugged slightly.

"Ahn~ mnm . . . Dib." Zim moaned.

Dib flicked his tongue over the beautiful dark green bud as he went over to the other bud that needed attention too. He sucked the bud giving it the same treatment as the other, using his fingers to twist the unattended nub.

"I . . . I can't think anymore, my minds gone blank."

Zim couldn't help but arch his back and moan as his nipples were being tasted and teased. He felt like his sanity was slipping from him as Dib continued to torment him with pleasure. Dib flicked his tongue over the bud and then began to trail down, leaving more hot kisses. He ended up at Zim shorts and leggings, he continued to lick and kiss Zim squeedlyspooch as he slowly pulled Zim's shorts off over his legs and through them on the floor with the others, he did the same with Zim's leggings throwing them some where unknown. Dib stared in disbelief as he saw a tent build up in Zim's black colored boxers. Dib just smiled and decided not to comment on how much Zim was alike to humans, he just continued to nip and suck on Zim's inner thigh's earning him a muffled moan.

"Shit, I'm so turned on right now I don't know if I can hold on much longer. Zim, you have no fucking Idea of how hot you are."

"I . . . want him to touch me more . . . more between my legs. Please Dib give me release!"

Zim looked down at Dib, "Please . . . I want more."

Dib stopped what he was doing as he looked up to see the flushed face of Zim begging him with his lust filled voice and dazed eyes. Dib couldn't help but blush as his fantasy's were unraveling right before his eyes.

"With pleasure." Dib simply answered as he gave Zim another kiss while he pulled down Zim's boxers.

Dib broke away from the kiss as he leaned back down again to admire Zim's harden member, he watched as the harden sex organ twitched in excitement, waiting to be touched to be pleasured. Dib fingered the tip of Zim's member lightly tracing the sensitive veins. Zim moaned Dib's name as he arched his back further off the bed in hopes to receive more pleasure. Dib first lubacated his fingers with his mouth and first used one finger to enter Zim twitching entrance, he saw the pained expression on Zim's face and then took Zim's member into his mouth as he nipped the tip first and then engulfed it further into his throat, deep throating him. Zim screamed out in pleasure as he felt his member incased in a wet warmth he's never felt before.

" . . . He tastes like sugar . . . why?"

Dib continued to stretch Zim's entrance with his fingers as he added another one, making a scissoring movement. He bobbed his head up and down Zim's shaft making slurping sounds as he swirled his tongue over the harden member. He slipped another finger into Zim's entrance, reaching as deep as he could until he heard Zim grasp loudly and felt the very hard tug on his hair, signaling that he had found Zim's sweet spot.

Zim could see stars as Dib perfectly hit his sweet spot mercilessly, his vision blurred as tears filled them, and he couldn't hear anything but his own voice sounding unlike him as he continued to moan.

Dib stopped sucking on Zim's member but continued to thrust his finger mercilessly into Zim as he added the fourth finger, Dib intense gaze watched Zim wither before him, watching the lustful way Zim through his head back in pleasure and moaning out Dib's name. "I'm not going to make it. I got to do this now, he's pretty much ready."

"Tell me, Zim, where do you feel good?"

"Ahn . . . d-don't make me s-say i-it."

"Well since I have no idea how you're feeling I could just stop right here."

Zim groaned out in frustration, "There."

"There where?"

Zim bit down on his non-existing lips, "My . . ."

Dib tilted his head to the side, "My?"

"Where you're touching is making me feel good."

Dib flicked his fingers up and down inside of Zim, "You mean here."

"Ahahn~ . . . mmm . . . y-yes, where ever you touch makes me feel good."

"Tell me where I touched you that made you feel good."

"M-my legs."

"Uh-huh."

"My h-hands and p-palms"

"Yes."

"My arms a-a-and antennas"

"I'm listening."

"My c-chest"

"Uh-huh."

"D-down my squeedlyspooch and my . . . member . . . and the Ahh~ the place that you at r–right now."

Dib smirked, "Good boy."

Dib slowed down his movements until he came to a complete stop earning him a disappointed moan from Zim.

Dib smiled, "Don't worry, I'll give you a lot more pleasure then you can even handle." He promised as he unbuttoned his pants pulling out his own extremely harden member, he used the hand that he used to lubacate Zim to lubacate his member. He positioned himself in front of Zim entrance, "Relax yourself this might be a bit . . . uncomfortable for a short while." Dib warned as he lifted one of Zim's legs up on his shoulder and the other he supported.

Zim nodded his head showing that he understood and relaxed himself as must as he could. His eyes widen as he felt something warm and hard penetrate him slowly, he arched his back slightly dragged his claws down to Dib's shoulders as he felt the Dib penetrate further into him. When Dib finally pushed in up to the base of his member he waited until Zim got used to his size and the unfamiliar intrusion.

The uncomfortable feeling subsided and Zim began to feel impatience as he was waiting for Dib to continue, so he bucked up against him to signal for him to continue. Dib licked his lips as started a slow rhythm, thrusting in and out, making sure that he hit Zim's sweet spot dead on.

Zim couldn't form any words as Dib sped up, ramming into him, abusing his sweet spot to no end. All he could do was grab on to the sheets of his bed and hold on for dear life as the pleasure consumed his body and mind.

Dib leaned down pulling Zim into a heated kiss as he continued the fast speed of his thrusting. Zim couldn't hold on any longer as he felt his squeedlyspooch tighten. Dib continued his assault until he felt Zim break the kiss, screaming out his name as he released his seed on both of their stomach/ squeedlyspooch. Dib couldn't help but cum right after him as the walls in Zim's entrance clenched around him. Dib slowed his movements until he came to a complete stop and collapse onto Zim, both of them panting hard as they were coming down from there after math of their release. Dib rolled off of Zim, bring him close to him by wrapping his arms around his waist.

"How was my performance?"

". . . amazing . . . a little too amazing . . . WHO ELSE HAVE YOU DONE THIS WITH?" Zim demanded as he lifted his head to show his anger and annoyance.

Dib simply chuckled, "No one else, remember everyone thinks I'm insane and that I have an unhealthy obsession towards you."

Zim glared at his lover in disbelief, "Then how is it that you knew what to do?"

Dib hesitated, ". . . porn . . . lots and lots of porn."

". . . oh . . . well . . . good? I guess."

Dib chuckled as he snuggled closer to his lover, "Don't Doubt me, love."

Zim let his lover hold him, "I'll try not to."

"Hmm," Dib hummed as he began to doze off, "Didn't I have something that I was suppose to do . . . . . . . Damn I gotta go get that stupid slip signed before he leave to some unknown place again . . . I so wish I can just forge his fucking name on that shit but every one knows him *sighs* I don't want to leave him but I got to." "Zim?"

"Hmm?"

" . . . I gotta go get that slip signed, I don't think I'll make it back so I'll see when I come tomorrow morningto pick you up."

"Wait, you going to come pick me up every morning?"

"Hell yeah!"

Zim sighed knowing that he couldn't argue with Dib since he pretty much knew all the things that made him tick, "Fine, I'll see you tomorrow then."

"Is it a crime to be happy that he wants to pick me up every morning?"

Dib kissed Zim's forehead and carefully climbed out of bed, putting his clothes on. He turned around and gave Zim a peck on his non-existing lips and walked out of Zim's room closing the door right behind him, he walked down the hallway and out the door leaving the house.

-Dib's P.O.V-

He walked down to his fathers building, not going in through the front door but through an air fent on the side of the build. His reason is that the guards in the front are just jackasses that just love to fucking mess with him.

Anyways, he climbed in making his way to what seems to be the way to his father's office but lost his footage and slipped in through a hole that wasn't there before. He of course landed on his feet (He's a kung-fu artist, remember) and looked around the poorly lite room. He eyes widen in shook at what surrounded him.

"What the fuck is this?"

Authors notes: Sorry it took me a while but here it is the awaited lemon, this is my first time writing this down and everything so don't be harsh with your reviews. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Squeedlyspooch: Zim's stomach

Smeet: irkan child