I DON'T OWN INVADER ZIM

Warning: yaoi, boy x boy, violents, Mpreg, possible death

Zim thinking

Dib thinking

"Other"

Chapter 7: "Captured"

Zim couldn't hold his laughter in as he watched Dib literally try to pick up his heavy equipment, it was refreshing to have someone really care . . . care? When have my vocabulary grown over the past 7 years? Zim smiled as his thoughts wondered to past events.

Dib huffed and puffed as he tried his best to get things moving, he wanted to leave this . . . discussing city and find a nice and quiet place to be with Zim and raise their child. His lips curled into a soft smile as he began to wonder if their child would take after him or Zim.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't Dib, playing house, I see." A sickening voiced boomed in Dib's head. Dib doubled over as he held his head from the unbearable bounding headache. "Dib . . . did you really think you could get away from me, you're my magnificent experiment . . . you'll never escape from me."

Dib bit his tongue to stop himself from screaming out in pain and alerting Zim. "How!" Dib whispered as he tried to push himself off the ground, putting on this poker face to kept Zim from noticing anything.

Dr. Membrane chuckled, "You didn't think it was going to be that easy, did you?"

Dib frowned heavily, "What do you want?" He hissed angrily.

"You're the exact copy of me . . . you should know what . . . I . . . want." He chuckled softly as if some one had told him a sick joke.

"You want me, don't you?" Dib asked the obvious.

"Simple as that. Or do you want me to play with that boy you're seeing? He seems like a screamer . . . a very interesting screamer."

Dib growled under his breathe as his anger began to rise at a dangerous level, "Don't you dare!" He whispered harshly.

"Than you get back at the house . . . son . . . and tell you boyfriend to hit the curve. Remember Dib . . . I can make you do things that you'd probably hate yourself for, more then you hate . . . me, Don't forget that, dear Dib." Dr. Membrane voice faded at the last word.

Dib gripped his hands at his side as he mentally screaming in pain, tears threatened to escape from his pain stricken eyes. His nails digging into the flesh of his palms, not feeling the physical pain which the internal pain overridden.

Zim, feeling uneasy, looked over at Dib and flinched as he saw unimaginable pain written all over his face. Zim rushed over towards him with concern as his expression, "Dib . . . did you hurt yourself? I told you to be careful you idiot!"

Dib turned his gaze towards Zim and took a deep breathe, "Get away from me . . ." Dib whispered harshly, trying to hold his voice even.

Zim's antenna perked up as he stared at Dib, ". . . What . . . did you say?"

Dib moved from Zim, "I said get away from me."

Zim's antenna drooped down as he couldn't believe what was coming from Dib's mouth, "What . . . w-why are you-?"

Dib walked towards the door showing his back towards Zim, finally letting the tears fall, "I knew it . . . I can't go through with this . . . a human and an idiot alien . . . it's disgusting."

Zim's breath hitched as those words seemed to choke him, "W-what . . . are . . . you saying?" Zim stuttered.

Dib stood where he was, unmoving as his hot tears burned his face, "You heard me."

"After all this, this is what you say?" Zim screamed, "You told me you love me, you told me you love every part of me, you fucking told me that you wanted to live with me! What the hell are you saying now? That I'm disgusting . . . that it's impossible?"

Dib stayed silent, not trusting his voice, still facing away from Zim.

Zim glared at him, feeling tears prick at his eyes, "So . . . you're going to end it just like that? Is that the only reason . . . that it's disgusting? . . . ANSWER ME DIB! GIVE ME A REAL REASON WHY YOU'RE HURTING ME! TELL ME WHY YOU'RE ABANDENING ME!"

Dib looked forward as he turned the knob and opened the door slowly letting the beautiful ray of moonlight in, "Zim . . . I love you . . . I'm so sorry." He whispered as he left, closing the door behind him softly.

Zims body shook slightly as he stared at the place Dib left at, "You stupid asshole, you said you . . . loved me no matter what." Zim said as he sat down on the ground and cried softly into his knees.

He wanted to ask why, he wanted to just take a metal bar and just hit Dib in the back of his head just to stop him from going but what could he do really with out damaging his new found heart?

He smiled sadly, thinking that this was totally OOC (out of character) for him just to leave Dib unhurt after that blow to the heart. He touched his stomach softly as he felt his stomach turn.

". . . what am I going to do? I feel . . . broken."

-Dib's P.O.V-

Dib walked through the night with a dark expression, growing darker as the distance between him and Zim grew. His heart stung as he pieced together what Zim's expression would have been by the sound of his voice.

"Fuck this . . . even if I try to explain to Zim that I was trying to protecting him, he would never forgive me . . . not in a million years."

Dib walked slowly towards the door, feeling the pit of his stomach turn and flip causing him to feel . . . sick. He wanted to throw up, he wanted to rip his stomach a part to get rid of this awful feeling that has spread through out his body.

The door slowly opened, showing the face that Dib would have preferred never to see again.

"Well, nice of you to show up, Dib." Dr. Membrane laughed as he leaned against the door frame, crossing his arms in a relaxed manner.

"What about Gaz?" Dib hissed harshly as he glared at him intensely.

Dr. Membrane touched his goatee in a thoughtful manner, "What about her? She's just a failed experiment, what use do I have for her?" He laughed, "I'm kidding, I wouldn't let the two of you go anywhere . . . out of my sight."

Dib breathe hard as if his words were visible bricks, one by one, being glued to his back, making him unable to move . . . unable to breathe to continue living.

Dr. Membrane moved aside gesturing for Dib to enter, "Come on in, son. We need to talk." He smirked.

Dib hesitated but eventually walked in, letting the familiarity of the house he grew up in hit him with waves of unforgotten memories that almost brought him to break down and cry his eyes out, "What do you want to talk about Da- I mean, Dr. Membrane?" Dib asked as he refused to take a seat.

With a sigh Dr. Membrane closed the door gently and sat down on the living room couch, getting himself comfortable, "Well . . . it's about you . . . I would probably have to cut your head off and transfer some of your memories in another clone." He said smoothly as he grabbed a soda that was sitting on this small coffee table in front of him, and coolly sipped on the can.

Dib stared at him wide eyes as the words sunk in, "W-what the hell are you saying?"

Dr. Membrane turned his head slowly towards the frighten teen, "Or I can just remake you. By melting you're cellular structure and regrowing you if you want, I mean that would be painful to go through but if you insist . . ."

Dib shook his head slowly as he back himself towards the door, "Y-you can't do this . . . please, you can't."

Dr. Membrane stood slowly a he faced him, "Dib . . . you belong to me . . . you are my creation . . . I can do what ever the fuck I please with you. I could just make you very life as you know it a living hell. I can chop you to pieces and reassemble you how ever I want. Don't tell me what the fuck I can't do, cause I fucking can."

Dib shook slightly as he tried to get to the door faster, "N-no . . . no . . ."

Dr. Membrane snapped his fingers and metals doors suddenly covered the windows, doors, vents, and stairs. Blocking all of his escape routs, "Yes . . . Dib, yes."

Dr. Membrane walked closer towards Dib with his hands behind his back, "Or do you want me to play with that kid your totally obsessed with?"

Dib glared at him, finding the courage once this sicko threaten to even think of touching Zim, " . . . I won't struggle."

Dr. Membranes smile grew as he pulled out a needle filled with this blue substance, "Why are you so interested in that boy? Is there something about him that I don't know?"

Dib flinched when he found interest in Dr. Membrane's cold unfeeling eyes, "If I do this without a fight . . . promise you won't ever go near him . . ."

Dr. Membrane rolled his eyes slightly, "Sure . . . whatever."

Dr. Membrane pushed the needle close to Dib's neck, "Now don't move . . ." He harshly pierced the skin and injected the liquid into Dib.

Dib grabbed at his neck as a burning sensation began to spread all over his body, his vision blurred, and his hearing failed him, and his mouth felt incredibly dry as he started coughing harshly. He stumbled to the ground, unable to ease the burning sensation. He looked up slightly, feeling his head bound as if some person decided it was okay to kick him multiple times in the head, seeing a blurry face with this sharp tooth grin before blacking out.

-Zim's P.O.V-

An hour after Dib's departure, Gir awaken from his shut down, trying desperately to improve his masters mood.

"Masta . . . I'm gonna sing the doom song!" Gir threatened.

Zim sat at his couch staring up at the ceiling, "Not now Gir . . . just go play somewhere . . ."

Gir sighed as he sat close to Zim, "What's bothering you Masta?"

Zim continued to stared at the ceiling, " . . . Dib," He let a tear fill down his chin, "Has betrayed me . . . dearly."

Gir looked up at his master, "I think you're misunderstanding something . . . probably."

Zim turned his gaze towards Gir, "What do you mean 'misunderstand'? He clearly said to 'get away' from him. He clearly said that I was 'disgusting'. He has clearly betrayed me."

Gir's expression softened, "Masta . . . just . . . beat the crap out of him . . ."

Zim chuckled slightly, "What?"

Gir smiled, "See . . . you love him enough not to agree with me abruptly. Zim, I've watch you grow from an immature little angry irkan alien to someone who's . . . makes me seem like the only crazy one. Go get your man . . . he's the one who changed you for the better . . . and as your loyal servant I'll help you accomplish anything you desire . . . wholeheartedly."

Zim stared at Gir surprised . . . no . . . shocked at his sudden change in behavior but decided that it's better to just not question anything. Zim smiled softly as he let Gir's words sink in.

A/N: Finally got this updated. Tell what you think so that I can decide if I should continue this or not.