Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim.
Ok so I'm sorry it's been so long since the last update. But I literally crawled under a rock after the first 3 days of posting. I was already iffy on the last chapter so when I didn't really get that many reviews I got all sad… (Those who did review thanks, I appreciate it, totally helped me out)
My brother was the one who actually got me out if it tho. And although I will forever be called a nerd, its ok, cuz he made me realize that I either made last chapter more of a filler, or just set you all up for something only to let you down… that and I probably made Gaz seem like a slut… that wasn't my intention.
So I send you all my most sincere apologies (bows humbly) and I hope you all forgive me.
Oh, and it was a tie between yes and no for my poll about the lost page. Maybe someday I'll write it, but not any time soon.
Anyways I've already taken up enough time, let's get on with the story!

Emptiness.

That was all I could feel when the words left her mouth before scorching fury overtook me.

She was lying. She had to be lying. After everything I did for her, everything I will do, every kiss, touch and caress we shared, she chooses to doubt me and say she doesn't care?

I confronted her; daring her to repeat those damnable words again.

And she did.

Never have I ever been so injured, so devastated by anyone! I had sworn she felt something for me; that her heart had battled with her head and nearly won. That she cared for me more than any other being in this universe, just as I cared for her.

Logic fled and I sprang toward her. If she won't recognize the heat between us I will make her realize it. I will make her see how much she wants me, and how much I want her.

Guilt passed thru me for a moment at my physical overpowering of her, but she's magnificent in her rage. The amber flame in her eyes burned with fury and her chest heaved with such angered breaths I believed I would go mad with the need to take her.

She is mine, and I am hers. Nothing will ever change that.

But she wounded me where no one has before, challenged me and told me she feels nothing! And even though it aches, even though the image of her sprawled and aroused on my bed will haunt me all night, my decision is final.

We share nothing tonight.

Gaz sat quietly with a book on her lap while Zim occupied himself with the wonderful responsibilities of Probing Day. While their Queen was naturally indifferent to everything around her, the other Irken's suspected she was secretly pleased when their Tallest began inviting her to listen to his Invader's reports and occasionally asking for her opinion. Before they weren't sure what Queen Gaz was to Tallest Zim, some would (secretly) call her Queen and others mentioned (among themselves) she was Zim's mate, but for some odd reason they all knew now to call her Queen (just not to her face yet…).

Although they couldn't say what exactly, they knew whatever happened between their superiors two weeks ago had obviously been a good thing, considering Queen Gaz no longer looked constantly irritated… just anti-social. But that wasn't surprising since Tallest Zim had mentioned to everyone that's how she naturally was before she even set foot on the Massive.

"Very impressive Invader Tenn, but what does Mistress Gaz think about your plans?"

Both Zim and the Invader on the screen turned to her, waiting patiently as Gaz set down her book before reviewing the information Invader Tenn had presented. Gaz wordlessly began arranging some of the plans, taking others out or putting some of her own ideas in, and Zim watched with quiet pride at her intelligence and battle insight. Humans actually did something intelligent when they made video games, and maybe those games were worth preserving.

"Congratulations Invader Tenn, you pass Probing Day." Zim said as Gaz turned back to her book.

"Thank you my Tallest! And thank you my Quee… Mistress! I will conquer this planet even faster than the last one!"

Zim chuckled to himself as the screen blanked-out; it seemed even the Irkens on different planets knew Gaz was something more now. All he needed was to make it official. But announcing her as Queen meant she would never leave, sure seven and a half months was plenty of time to convince her, but he needed an answer now if he wanted to announce it.

"She's conquered three planets since I got here," Gaz turned a page, "One of your best Invaders."

Zim nodded, "She is, although I'm sure you would make a wonderful Invader if you wanted to." She grunted.

"Do you not believe the almighty Zim?"

Gaz turned and glared at him, "Weren't you over speaking in third person?"

"Didn't you mention having some fun in the shooting range?"

"I wasn't being serious Zim." She retorted, "You know that."

He placed his hands on her chair and leaned towards her, "Yes, I also know how your eyes shine with a destructive gleam when you're aggravated."

"Do you seriously have to annoy me?"

"Do you seriously have to tempt me at all hours?"

Gaz smirked before shoving him away to leave the Control Room. "You brought that on yourself, Zim."

The pilots watched as their leader quickly followed their Queen. It was interesting observing their leaders' relationship. Gaz wasn't as strong physically yet she carried herself with poised indifference towards everyone but held a touch of smug haughtiness. Sometimes they feared her wrath more than their leader's. Mostly because she kept her anger in check and gave everyone warnings till someone managed to drive her off the deep end. And when that poor, helpless soul did, they found themselves in the most hellish of places.

Tallest Zim however, carried himself with commanding air of self-confidence that added to his natural arrogance. And while he was something to be feared, Tallest Zim freely expressed his irritation and anger. But like Queen Gaz, his wrath was ruthless when crossed.

Although Queen Gaz spoke with a bit of fondness when talking to Tallest Zim, and one could hear the slightest hint of tenderness in his voice when he spoke to her, neither of them acknowledged it, but it didn't make anyone less fearful of them.

Yeah it was a very interesting relationship.

Zim found Gaz leaning against the wall and facing him with a seductive smirk. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her into a tender kiss that make her heart swell and fire race thru her blood. Gaz sighed happily as she wrapped her arms around his neck, thankful for the empty hallway. They'd spent the past two weeks in blazing magnificence; their days occupied with a variety of things to do and their nights… ah their nights were filled with such radiance Gaz occasionally found herself looking for a moment during the day.

Zim pulled away first, turning her around to press her back against his chest. She sighed happily again.

"What will I do with you little-Gaz." He purred.

You can love me like I love you.

Her eyes widened, and the unspoken thought both horrified and filled her with despair. When had she fallen in love? Gaz knew he was special, and he had shown her such pleasure when they were together. But what made her think, even for a moment, that he would actually love her and give up all his plans for revenge. She knew the moment she decided to share his bed there would be no actual future for them; that was something that would never change, and yet her heart ached for something more.

"My Tallest! My Mistress!"

They looked up and saw an Irken rushing towards them with a worried expression, but did nothing to move from their positions.

"Thank the Control Brains I found you! Gir is causing chaos in the Kitchen! He's destroying everything!"

Zim scoffed, "Just give him a taco and take him to his room."

"But sir…"

An explosion was heard from the other side of the Massive. "Did you really have to install a kitchen?" Gaz deadpanned.

"It was for your benefit my little tigress."

She turned and raised an eyebrow at him. True the Massive needed a kitchen to make her food, but she didn't think it was necessary for him to build one fit for a five-star restaurant.

"Don't call me that."

"You don't understand when I mention other species, and besides," Zim kissed the shell of her ear before whispering heatedly, "The marks on my back prove you are."

A bright blush blossomed on her face. "Make sure Gir doesn't wander to the rest of the ship, I'll arrive shortly and take care of it myself. Gaz, I'll meet you in our room later." She gave a slight nod as Zim walked away.

I guess I really do care more than I believed. She thought, leaning against the wall again.

Gaz could admit it to herself in the privacy of her own mind; after all there was no point in denying what she felt considering her earlier thoughts. Where would that get her though? She was just Zim's mistress.

I hate that stupid word.

'Mistress' reminded her of what she couldn't have, of what Zim had originally wanted when he showed up at her house so many months before; that she nothing more than a bedmate to him. She shook her head and headed down the hall. Zim said he respected and admired her, so she had to be more. Gaz knew she loved him and she remembered hearing love could change things… Was it possible for Zim's respect and attraction for her to turn into love, which could possibly change his plans for revenge and in-turn, give them a future?

She continued thinking even after she reached their room. Yes, their room. After the first night, it was unofficially decided Gaz wouldn't need her room (although she still had it) and Zim turned his room into a mini-apartment. It only had a living room, bedroom and closets (one for each) but they didn't really need anything else. She sat in her favorite chair, not even noticing when Zim came in the room ranting about the little SIR Unit*.

"Honestly, sometimes I wonder about Gir and what goes thru his… Gaz?"

She looked up slowly, "Oh. You're back."

"You look troubled little-Gaz. Tell Zim what's wrong." She glared at him and he gave a small chuckle, "I prefer an angry expression over an unhappy one. Now tell me what's wrong."

"… I hate it when they call me Mistress."

He blinked, "Why?"

"Don't you remember?" She scoffed, "When you came to my house with your 'proposition' you asked me to be your mistress?"

Zim internally winced as he recalled the memory, "That was then Gaz; it's a term of respect now."

"Yeah well I don't feel respected."

"Gaz, our SIR Units use 'Master' and 'Mistress' as titles for those above them, and unfortunately that's all everyone can call you since there's no actual title for you. A situation like ours has never happened before."

"So you're not gonna do anything about it?"

He sighed, "I will find a title for you Gaz, but for now 'Mistress' is all we can use." Zim knelt before her and caressed her cheek, "Just remember I don't mean anything negative by it."

She swayed into his touch, "Fine."

He gave her a smile and stood up, "I'm glad you told me. I don't want you feeling uncomfortable in our home."

Gaz frowned and glared at the floor. While she loved Zim, her dad was on Earth and her brother on Vort. Even if Zim brought her dad on the Massive, her dad would mourn the loss of the planet. Sure Gaz had tried destroying mankind herself as a child**, but that didn't change the fact she, along with the rest of her family, was human. Zim had a deep-rooted hatred for the speacies, and while he liked her (and possibly her dad), wouldn't he be reminded of his hatred because Gaz was not only human, but related to the one person Zim hated more than anyone else in the universe? Zim would never allow her brother on the Massive or let Dib keep his sanity, because despite everything Dib really was sane in his own unique, crazy sort of way. Zim had to change. Even if her dad and brother had to live on Earth and her on the Massive, Zim had to give up his plans for her to be happy; because she needed all of them to keep her world right.

While Gaz was lost in her thoughts, Zim felt dread and alarm gripping at his throat the moment she looked away. Technically, this wasn't her home. Earth and her father were until he destroyed the planet, and once that happened, the Massive (with her father on it… or maybe just on another planet) along with himself would be the one place for her. They had avoided the subject of her return and for all he knew, she didn't even want to stay with him. Zim didn't want her to leave, but he wanted it to be her choice. Maybe it was time they talked about it.

Zim gently took her chin and lifted her eyes to his, "Tell me what troubles you my little-Gaz."

"I want to see my dad."

Relief and surprise flooded him, "I can arrange that. Video calls are his main way of communicating, but if you want to see him in person I could bring him aboard the Massive…"

"I want to see Dib too." Gaz interrupted.

The soft look Zim had given her became cold and dangerous, "No."

He turned, walking a few feet away when Gaz suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Why not?" She demanded.

"I will not welcome that demonic dirt-child into my home!"

"That's stupid!" She snapped, "Yeah Dib's annoying, but so what? My world isn't right without him!"

"Your world is me now! I won't have your brother trying to fill your head with filthy lies and turning you against me."

"Dib has every right to doubt you, Zim. And I'm starting to wonder too." Gaz folded her arms across her chest at his shocked expression. "You're going to destroy the Earth no matter what happens, with my dad still on it…"

"I told you I won't hurt your father!" Zim interrupted.

"You're hurting me and my dad by destroying my brother with this stupid plan of yours!"

"I never wanted to hurt you Gaz! And I never will!" He suddenly grabbed her shoulders, "Why don't you believe me?!"

"You only care about destroying my brother, who is a very important part of my life, and that means you don't care about me," She brushed his hands off and walked towards the bedroom, "but I guess it doesn't matter since I don't care about you either."

He moved so quickly, Gaz nearly let out a squeak of surprise. His eyes probed her soul, searching her own as he cradled her in his arms. "Is that why just last night you were clawing at my back and screaming my name in your passion?"

Gaz shoved him away before sitting on the bed with an emotionless expression. "You can't tell me you feel absolutely nothing for me little-Gaz." Zim challenged, "Not after all we've shared."

She met his gaze evenly, "I feel nothing for you."

"LIAR!" He pounced and pinned her to the bed between his strong thighs.

"GET OFF ME!" She shrieked, beating his chest before trying to hit knee him in the groin, "GET OFF ME NOW ZIM!"

"Stop it Gaz!"

Zim secured and pinned her wrists above her head with one hand, using the other to rip off her necklace, all while cutting off her stream of curses by taking her lips in a demanding kiss. Gaz screeched furiously into his mouth when his hand pulled from her neck and slid down her breasts and stomach. He caressed her in every way he knew would drive her wild with need as he pulled at her dress, desperately fighting the resistance in her. She hated how she whimpered under his touch; it made her feel weak and helpless but the desire within her was overruling these feelings. Zim parted her legs with his thigh and allowed Gaz to feel his desire for her, arousing her passion as his own grew stronger. In an attempt to shatter her already crumbling defenses, Zim kissed her neck and traced up to her earlobe with his tongue in familiar patterns till her soft body squirmed beneath his.

"Enough Gaz," He whispered in rough voice, "Don't fight me."

Finally, reluctantly, she stopped struggling and he immediately released her wrists so her arms could slide around his neck. Her wordless plea destroyed any restraint he held once she wrapped her legs around his waist. His touch always drove her insane, but not once had Zim ever been so rough with her. All the other times were spent in passionate splendor; fiery and brilliant, but this was hot and wild, harsh and reckless, and it aroused her more than ever. Gaz desperately tugged at his clothes so he could satisfy the heat that had pooled inside her and he was more than eager to help.

"Hurry Zim…"

He hesitated at her words. He could take her now, swiftly and violently with the force of his passion; and in her desperate need, she would welcome him.

But how would Gaz feel about him tomorrow? She had insulted him, challenged him before he physically overpowered her then seduced her without a thought to what she wanted. This was arousing, and he desperately wanted her, but after what she said…

Gaz pushed herself on her elbows when Zim pulled away, "What are you doing?"

"I needed to know you still desire me… that the passion that rages thru me every time I look at you consumes you as well." He pulled on his shirt and cape before walking towards the door. "Good night, little-Gaz."

Seconds after he shut the door, he heard a loud crash along with a stream of curses.

"Hold on." Dib waited quietly as Tak glanced around a corner before continuing.

"So where exactly are we going?"

"My associates have a ship waiting for us and once we escape we'll meet with them in a ship just outside the planet's atmosphere."

"How long do we have? I mean, the guards check on the cells every hour. They're gonna find out…"

She smirked, "Holograms are a wonderful thing. They won't find out till morning. Unless your insistent chatter alerts them before we make it out."

The rest of the trip was in painful silence, but the tension soon dissolved when they finally reached the hidden ship.

"WOW! This is amazing!" Dib stared at the controls like an excited child as Tak started the ship. "I never got the chance to appreciate the ship we rode in when Zim was taking us to the Massive 'cause… well… anyways who're your associates?"

"An organization created to overthrow the Irken Empire." She activated the cloaking device. "They consist of various species, most of which were conquered by the Empire before Operation Impending Doom One. They're now in league with the Meekrob, who are one of the Empire's greatest enemies."

"Wow…" Dib looked out the windshield as the ship began taking off. "You've been busy."

Tak scoffed, "Planning a revolution to overthrow a sadistic sociopathic narcissist isn't as easy as it sounds."

"Uh-huh… So they want the same thing we do?"

"Yes, many probably won't get their planets back, but they share the same goal. I'm sure you'll like them, maybe the Meekrob will even name you Ambassador once you meet them."

Dib paused, taking in the view of the universe before noticing a huge ship in front of them. It was huge, and it reminded him of the time Zim tried to land the Massive (or what was would've been the Massive) on his head when they were younger.

"So… who are these guys again?"

Tak guided the ship towards the flight deck inside the ship. "The Resisty."

*Imagine a large room where one section is the living room, the other the bedroom, like a really fancy apt
*I think it was in Dib Ship Rising with the beans that Gaz attempted to destroy mankind.
Funny story, my sister went vacationing on the west coast and she heard this girl mention how she used to believe Zim called Dib a 'demonic dirt-child' rather than moronic in Walk of Doom. I loved it so much I decided to use it.
My brother pointed out that the one thing that makes my writing different is how I say things without actually saying them. I like that style of writing.
Ugh… I'm disappointed with some of the paragraphs… And it took me forever to get it past 3+ words.
Anyhow, I've been working on some of my older chapters and before I post the last one I'll be re-uploading them and well I hope they're better.
Anyone have an idea where I'm going with this? If so, PM me and I'll name an Irken after you (it can be any name you want as long as it's appropriate).
If you need a hint, tell me thru a review. Only one hint per person.
Remember, Constructive Criticism only!
Till next time!