Disclaimer: Don't own Invader Zim.

It's a bit on the ZADRish side. Be warned!

Blood. It was everywhere. Dib's blood.

It was one of the worst fights they had had.

Zim limped through his house. He had to clean himself off.

One of the worst…it made him smile.

He lived for their fights. He loved beating the crap out of the earthling.

The way his spider leg had pinned Dib to the wall, piercing his delicate flesh. The way Dib's scream ripped from his throat boucing off the walls, and winding its way around Zim's antenna...it was almost orgasmic.

His arm still hurt from the wet cloth Dib had tied around his arm. The skin had come off when he ripped off the deadly cloth.

Zim lifted a bloodied finger to his lips and tasted his enemy's bitter blood.

He smirked.

How he'd love to sink his teeth into that pink skin on of these days. But for now, he would settle for this.

All Irkens enjoyed battle. It was custom to drink the enemy's blood when they had finally fallen. But Zim did not want Dib to fall just yet. This was too much fun. He had never tasted a sweeter victory than that of Dib.

He thought back to all of his first killings and chukled. No, nothing so sweet as his Dib.

Poor, ignorant Dib. He couldn't of ever known that Irkens lived for the chase. What was the point of taking over a planet if it's creatures weren't deliciously resistant? It made it all the more fun to watch them squirm and yell insults when all was hopleless for them.

"Wha--what are you doing?" Dib whimpered.

Zim flicked his tongue across the humans shoulder wound and smiled.

"Tasting you."

His teeth came down, so close, so close to claiming the human for himself.

"Get off of me you sick freak!"

That was when the water gun came.

Zim sighed pleasantly at the memory. He should've know Dib would stuff a water gun under his trench coat. He didn't even notice Dib's hands slipping out of his grasp reaching for the weapon.

No matter, Dib would soon taste submittance. Or rather, he would do the tasting.

Zim licked his glove clean of Dib's blood. The last of it slidding down his throat. He hummed a little tune to himself and proceeded to do the same with his other hand.

My, this one came out of bit dark. That settles it, I'm insane.