WARNING: ZDAR/YAOI Don't read if you don't like this stuff, and if you don't know what it is don't read :P
Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim, I just love the characers
Synopsis: Well, they finally did it, convinced Dib that there were no such things as aliens, using unconventional means. Now Dib doesn't know what's real, and what isn't anymore. Is he Zim? He must complete his mission!
A/N: this is my first ZADR and Yaoi, please R/R :D
Rated M for intense violence/slash and of course yaoi
It was all true, all of it. That stupid worm-baby, Earth loving Dib was telling the truth. And all Zim could do was stare at the blank screen. Two months, two short months and the Tallest would be here. It was such a short amount of time. The strangest feeling began to melt within his squeedly spooch and spread through the rest of him. A sense of, of satisfaction? Anticipation? Excitement? Zim began to laugh, the sound echoing through the room. The Tallest were finally coming and all it took was..his laughter died but his good mood did not. Well, no matter why they were coming. Zim looked upwards and scowled. Yes, he was going to have to take care of THAT but first he needed to see what his plans were.
He began to type away on the control board, pulling up schematics, blueprints and what ever plans that boy had made. Hmmmmm, yes this could work, that one seemed unreliable, that one had potential. Oh yes, victory would be his for whatever reason. He tried to push that other unwanted thought that tried to invade his euphoria, but just like those stupid, ugly wiggly worms it wouldn't go away. Why? Why you stupid Dib-stink, why were you doing this?
It was the dull throbbing pain that pulled him from his darkness. Dib slowly opened his eyes trying to clear his vision. His body still felt heavy and signs of a headache were forming, which he knew was only going to get worse. Dib shifted slightly to ease the pain which only brought more pain along his side. That was when he realized that he was on a bed. Panic welled up within him, was he back at the hospital? Dib blinked his eyes and they cleared as he looked around his room. A sigh of relief escaped him. Home, he was back home. But how did he get here? Dib tried to rack his brain, trying to remember what had happened.
His head began to hurt more and Dib reached his hand up to rub that spot just above his left ear. He stopped thinking about it, stopped trying to remember, trying just made it hurt more. There was only one thing that mattered now, the one thing that made the pain go away.
Dib reached a hand to his face to find it unmarred as he remembered Zims words. He had to finish this had to continue, for himself, for Zim, for them both.
"Hurry UP Dib-slave." Zims voice hissed through him.
Dib shuddered and began to move off the bed. A wave of dizziness swept over him and he paused only long enough for it to pass. His side felt like it was on fire and when he looked down he could see why. His coat was gone and his t-shirt was a bloody mess, but as he moved the tattered pieces aside, he could see the long line where he had been sliced. It was red and puffy, but had been stitched up. Then he noticed his wrist was bandaged up. Images of a fire flashed threw his brain, but he just shook it off, letting the image fade.
None of it made sense to him, then again nothing did anymore and he learned not to question it. It only made his head hurt. But he knew he better get some disinfectant on it before it got any worse and interfered with what was important. He stumbled into his bathroom and opened a cupboard, pushing stuff out of his way until he found what he had been looking for. He found a liquid that was supposed to be good at disinfecting wounds, and poured it on. Dib clinched his teeth at the pain.
When he opened his eyes for the moment he could discern who he was and what he was doing, and the thing that scared him the most was that he didn't care anymore. He looked at his reflection in the mirror and hated what he saw there. Dib fisted his hand around the bottle and slammed it into the mirror. The mirror shattered falling into the sink and onto the floor. Some of the shards red from his the small cuts on his fist.
That voice laughed within him, Zim's voice, and it made him smile. "Good boy, now get MOVING." Yes, so many things to do. Dib limped back out of the bathroom.
"Going somewhere Dib-worm?" Zim gave the Huumun a little push back into the room. Dib hopped backwards but was able to get his balance. Zim gave him another push backwards forcing Dib to sit as he came to the edge of his bed. Dib's eyes widened slightly and cringed back, a small whimper escaped him. This seemed to only fuel Zim, and he grinned as he looked down at him.
"Now Diiib, I wan't you to start telling me everything." One of the spider legs slipped out of his Pak and slammed down into the bed next to Dib. Zim reached one of his gloved claws out and pressed it against the fresh wound and Did sucked in air through his teeth with the slight pain.
Dib reached up and grabbed the front of Zims uniform, "Please Zim, please I promised didn't I? I'll think of something." That fist in Zims shirt seemed to pull him slightly towards Dib.
"You've promised Zim NOTHING! Yuuu are the reason Zim is still here!" Zim hissed and before he knew it, he had hit Dib in the face. He retracted his spider leg and took a step back. Dib slid to the floor and wrapped his arms around Zim's legs.
"Don't leave me, Don't leave me", Dib cried "I'm Sorry. I'm so sorry."
Zim could feel the boy shaking as he tried to dislodge the human from his legs. It was harder than it seemed, since Dib had a death grip on him. Zim tried another tactic.
"You will release me at once Dirtboy, NOW."
Dib slowly let go and looked up at Zim. This was just all so confusing. Dib was never this complacent around him. And what was all that shit of not wanting him to leave? Where had the Dib-worm been for the last two years anyways, and why was he now trying to do HIS mission?
Zim took a deep breath and looked down at the Dib who just sat there looking at him, he could feel one of his eyes twitch. "Where were you Dib, Hmmmm? Where did you go hide from Zim?"
This startled Dib and he scooted back slightly. "What, what do you mean? I wasn't hiding?" His headache was starting to hurt more, spreading.
"Where were you Dib-stink?" Zim asked.
Dib reached up and put his hands on his head, trying to ease the pain. "No I don't want to."
Zim growled and grabbed Dib by the throat forcing him back to look at him. "Tell me stupid Dib, what you were doing."
Dib couldn't breathe, even though the hand on his throat wasn't tight enough to stop his flow of air, but the panic was settling in and he was hyperventilating. He didn't want to remember, even as Zim ordered him to tell him, the words wouldn't come.
"No..I Cant, it…hurts." Dib squeezed his eyes closed and pressed harder on his head. "Please…stop.." he whimpered.
He remembered that light, the light that seemed to blind him. And the voices that whispered around him, but the one thing he could remember was the pain. The pain in his head. He tried to move his arms but they seemed to be stuck. He glanced downwards and saw why. They had restrained him so he couldn't move. Even that small movement from his head caused dark spots to form in front of his eyes.
Then a dark shadow appeared over him, the outline seemed too familiar.
"It's all over Dib, everything is going to be ok now." Professor Membrane's voice, his father's voice, said to him. And then they had given him a shot and the bright light went away.
But it wasn't ok, nothing was ok after that. "STOP IT!" Dib shouted and he lunged at Zim. "YOU RUINED EVERYTHING!"
Zim was taken off guard as the lanky teen tackled him. Dib seemed to be in a fury, and it was all Zim could do to avoid the flaying arms. Zim brought his leg up that connected to Dibs stomach and using his spider legs pushed himself forwards, giving him the advantage. Snake arms reached out and wrapped up Dib stilling his movements. Dib struggled slightly and then just went limp, his head hanging low. They both panted from the small yet volatile fight.
"Is this real? Am I real?" Dib looked up into Zims face. "Are you real? I… can't tell anymore."
Zim slowly set Dib down and unwound the snake arms as the retracted back into his Pak. "Of course Zim is real" Zim poked a claw at Dibs forehead. "You feel real. What does this have to do with where you were Dib-worm?"
Dib reached up to that spot behind his ear again. "Sorry." Dib sighed hard, "I, they made me, I had no choice in the matter, and when they…."he trailed off his voice going real quiet. He slowly reached over and took one of Zims hands and brought it to the spot that he seemed to always rub on his head.
His Irken claws weren't sure what was going on and then he moved his fingers. Under his fingers he felt a ridge under Dib's hair that was about two inches in length. Dib had dropped his own hand but Zim couldn't pull his away. He tipped Dib's head to the side and pushed his hair up to see the ugly scar. What had they done to his Dib? His? No HE was the one that wanted the pleasure to experiment on Dib, no one else had that right but HIM! HE, was ZIMs! And yet someone had, someone had taken that away from him.
"By the time I knew what had happened it was all over with" Dib whispered
Zim hadn't realized he had sat down next to Dib and had brought the human closer so that his head rested on his chest. He kept his hand on that spot on his head, rubbing gently. He just sat there like that, his anger forgotten, his need for vengeance gone for the moment as Dib clung to him and cried.
A/N: I just have to say thanks for the review and that this was a tuff chapter one to write. Its a hard balance between craziness/sane moments and it is in turn driving me insane, ah my poor Dib...I don't know karate, but i know crazy, and I will use it :D