A/N: I do apologize for the shortness of the previous chapter. I was on a roll, got distracted by STUPID human household chores, and lost my inspiration. However! It is a new day with fresh ideas! I have no idea how long this chapter will be… rambling on and on just to make it longer works for school, but not for well-written fics. I do aim to TRY to make it longer! So praise me! Also, did anyone get the rather inappropriate joke on Dib at he end of the last chapter? Read back if you have no idea what I'm talking about. Zim owns me! (not the other way around).

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Before leaving to his own home, Dib scribbled a note to Zim and left it on GIR's head, hoping that the spontaneous robot would take it to his master. Deciding that there was still time for Skool, Dib first went home to relieve himself and gather the materials he needed for the day, then headed for the Place of Hell. Throughout the day he noticed that Zim wasn't there, and wondered what was wrong. Zim made a point to go to Skool every day, as to seem like a 'normal human worm-baby'.

After his afternoon classes ended, Dib made his way to his enemy's base, knowing the path well. Their Performing Arts teacher had begun to grill them about the performances that were now due in about a week. As he walked down the sidewalk, staring at him feet, he allowed his mind to wander. Mostly to the previous night… and the dreams he had had while the Irken man snuggled against him.

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Dib was in Skool, drinking some Poop Cola in the cafeteria. He sees Zim enter across the room, and is entranced at how beautiful the Irken man is. He was not wearing his human disguise, so his long, soft-looking antenna and ruby-colored eyes were in full view. It seemed that no one else in the cafeteria noticed this as Dib looked around in shock and surprise, but relieved. It seemed that Zim's secret was safe from the unnoticing idiots surrounding him.

A thought suddenly struck Dib: Since when had he worried about Zim's secret being safe? Was it merely the fact that it was Dib's mission in life to expose the Irken? Or was it… something else…? The human's heart skipped a beat as he felt a warm, three-fingered hand on his shoulder. He slowly turned his neck to confirm that it was Zim standing behind him. He opened his mouth to speak, but Zim only placed a long finger over his lips. "Be silent, human." He said in a surprisingly gentle voice.

They were now, suddenly, In Zim's base. It didn't occur to Dib that he had never been in the room he was now in, or did it really exist. It somehow felt at home and comfortable, so he did not fight it. The room was bizarrely decorated like the rest of his base, with the bright colors and odd wall decorations. However, this room didn't quite have any correct dimensions. All around were soft, comfortable blobs of fluff. The room had a certain aroma that made Dib crazy with male desire.

He tried to allow his intellect to take over, but it seemed he was trapped in the room that he felt was specially designed just for him. It was at this moment he realized he was without clothing, yet it did not bother him. Dib felt dazed; all the things around him were playing a part in his blind insanity. Quicker than he realized, the object of his desire (as it seemed to turn out) had entered the room, stalking in with the mechanical legs from the pack on his back.

The Irken looked more beautiful to Dib now than he ever had. He was completely exposed; almost a way of opening up to Dib. They were now entwined with each other, Dib wasn't quite sure how Zim's anatomy worked, (in fact, he hadn't seen any at all; Zim had began to pleasure Dib right away, almost as if distracting him from something. Of course, he wasn't thinking about this at the moment) but he did slowly realize he was shouting aloud, his head thrown back from the immense pleasure that seemed to be ripping him from the inside out.

The creature that Dib had once considered an enemy began speaking, quietly at first, then louder and louder until he felt a sharp pain across his face…

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Dib blinked, suddenly coming to. He was standing on Zim's porch, the Irken slapping his face, apparently trying to bring the humans out of his dazed stupor. "Ah! Zim, stop!" He shouted, trying to get Zim to stop hitting him on the face. Zim growled, annoyed and relieved, slapping Dib one last time before waiting for an explanation from the man standing before him. "What do you want, Dib-monkey!" Zim demanded.

"Sorry, Zim… daydreaming, I guess." Dib said, emitting a small nervous chuckle, clearing his throat. "Did you get the note I left?" He asked, scratching the back of his head a little nervously. He felt like Zim was staring into him, reading his thoughts; after that little daydream, he was positive Zim would read him like a book. It made Dib very nervous, but he desperately tried to calm himself. Zim probably has no idea… none at all…

Dib slightly wondered about the entire daydreaming, screaming to himself that he is admitting nothing to himself. He would go over those thoughts later. Zim was speaking again. "…and I am very busty right now, so we will have to get on with the human stupidity project later. Understand?" Zim growled, begging to notice Dib's vacant stare.

"Ah, er, sure… Zim…" Dib muttered, slowly remembering what he had left in the note. "This is the last time I'll allow you to force me to procrastinate!" Zim made a noise, and nodded. "Sure. Whatever you say, filthy human-pawn…muddy-thing." Zim was running out of insults. Dib gave his farewell to Zim as the door was slammed in his face.

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At home, Gaz pounded on the bathroom door. "Dib! Get out of that bathroom NOW! I have places to go! Get rid of your intestine problems somewhere else!" She growled, irritated to the point of ripping the door down. Some noises came from the bathroom and Gaz taped her foot impatiently. A flush, the sound of water running, then silence. Dib opened the door and allowed room for Gaz to enter.

"Finally! Geez… Dib, if you use up all my lotion on your disgustingly dry legs, I will kill you. And force you to buy me more." She said, spotting her favorite lotion and some tissues in Dibs hand as he exited the room. "Yeah, yeah… whatever you say, Gaz."

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A/N: Yay! Chapter 5 is over! And it is a tad longer, hopefully that will make you guys happy. Notice some little fanservice there? I hope that will appease your need for ZADR at the moment. If you were wondering, the '0-0' means a flashback or daydream. Just in case you may have gotten confused.

Duo Yuy-Chang: Hehehehehehe If you liked last chapter you MUST have gotten all fangirly at this one, ne? I am even surprised at myself oo

Techno Doofus: Heh, such WONDERFUL advice xx Though I did take the tip to an interesting level, don't you think?

FallenAngel331: yes, I'm sorry for the shortness… and I suppose shirtless is better then fully dressed, right? There was some skin-to-skin contact !