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
Zim wasn't sure how to handle this new clinging Dib. "You may get up now, Zim will allow it."
Dib placed anther kiss on the Irkens uniform and then stood up. Zim scowled slightly miffed that Dib was still taller than him. Dib took his hand and gently pulled him over to a bench and sat him down. He looked at the wound. Zim watched him as Dib chewed on his lower lip. "Its fine Dib, just clean it up." Dib nodded. He walked over near the console and reached down and picked up a small kit. Zim could see it was a standard first aid kit that came with all the voot cruisers. It must have been in Tak's ship. Dib set it down on the counter top next to Zim and opened it.
"Well, explain Dib-monkey, what your plans are to Zim."
Dib pulled out a small thin metal looking twig. He pressed an indentation along the side and a small red light appeared. He ran it slowly along the small cut and as the light passed along it, the wound closed up, leaving hardly any mark.
"The plan has always been the same Zim. We must conquer the humans for the Armada's arrival, making resistance impossible." Dib set the tool down and pulled out another container that held some purplish liquid. Dib found a piece of material to soak and then rubbed it along the newly healed wound. It felt cold and made Zims skin tingle.
"Yes, yes, I already know that!" Zim retorted "Are we going to use that?" he waved I the direction of the gadget they had worked on earlier.
Dib looked over at the slick looking cylinder and smiled, "That is our last resort, and if we use that then..we better hope we have a ship by then."
"Then what are we going to do?" Zim was barely aware of Dibs hand rubbing up along his arm and then he felt the others lips press against the newly healed wound. Zim looked down and was met by Dibs lips pressing against his. He could taste the medicine that had been rubbed on his skin from Dibs lips. "Ahhh" Zim shoved Dib back "WHAT are you DOING?"
Dib pulled back, being rejected clearly left him confused.
"Blahh, now all I can taste is that stuff."
"Are you mad at me?" Dibs small whisper asked.
Zim looked down at him. Dib had never looked so dejected, he wrapped his arms around his chest and kept his eyes cautiously on the Irk. "No, I'm not mad." He gave an irritated sigh, he could feel one of his antennae twitch irritatingly. Zim frowned down at Dibs side where fresh blood had ran down, some of the stitches had split open.
"Come on, we need to fix you up, again." Zim stood up and stormed for the stairway. He shuddered at the thought of having to go into the Humans bathroom again. Surrounded by all that water. Dib made his way up the stairs and passed Zim as he headed for the smaller bathroom down the hallway. Zim saw the leg he favored and frowned. He only seemed to be plagued with questions and getting no answers.
Entering the room he pulled open the mirror and pulled out some swabs and rubbing alcohol. He dipped one of he swabs in the solution and then rubbed it along the reopened wound. He gritted his teeth and let the pain flow through him.
"There's less painful ways Dib-worm." Zim stood at the doorway watching.
"Ya, I know. But the pain lets me think more clearly." He looked up at Zim as he smiled and taped that spot above his ear with a finger. Dib took a towel and dried the area as best he could and placed some large bandaids over the wound. He looked at the tattered shirt. "I think I better find a better shirt" He pulled the bloody shirt off and tossed it in a corner.
Zim looked at the half naked Dib, eyes narrowed. "Whats that?" Zim asked
"Hmmm? What?" Dib looked down at himself wondering what the Irken was pointing at.
"That, on your back."
Dib tried to look over his shoulder and then decided to use the mirror. He couldn't see anything unusual. His body had many old scars, most of them faded to pale white lines or almost completely invisible. But there was still one that stood out. It was almost crescent moon in shape and was painfully visible on the upper right side of his back.
"Oh, I.." Dib shrugged, he couldn't remember a lot of things, but something was tickling his memory and he frowned.
"Nooo, complete the mission DIIIB" Zims menacing voice hissed Dib clutched at his head and took a step back "He is trying to stop us, KILL HIM!"
Dib took a step back and gasped and crashed back into the sink. "Stay away from me" he voice was shaky. His eyes searched to room looking for a way out.
The Irk was getting Irritated, "WHAT ARE YOU BABBLING ABOUT!" He took a few steps forward and grabbed one of Dibs hands and twisted it around so that he had him pinned against the sink. He gave it a good twist and heard Dibs intake of breath. At least Zim got some sort of pleasure from that. He ran his free hand across the scar and traced it. Dib shuddered under his touch. The scar was an ugly deep crimson color. "What are you doing here Dib-worm? Why are you doing this?"
Dibs breathing came in fast pants, "Its my mission, as an Invader.."
"I AM THE INVADER, INVADER ZIM, ME NOT YOU!" Zim shoved Dib away from him and stomped back, but he kept his magenta eyes on the boy, his antennae twitching. Dib turned to look at him the confusion that always seemed to cloud his eyes. Oh, he wanted someone to pay for this, unfortunately for Dib, he was the only one here.
Not too far away a large explosion was heard and then the whole house shuddered with the impact. Dib and Zim both fell to the floor. Gir came bouncing in just then rolling around on the floor and laughed "Weeeee I want to explode too!"
The lights dimmed, sending the house into darkness, then the emergency lights clicked on, casting everything in red, and an emergency alarm started beeping. "Fuck." Dib pushed himself to his feet and practically ran out the bathroom and back down to the control room. Another explosion made him stumble but this time he was able to grab onto something to keep from falling. Zim was right behind him.
Dib slid behind the console and began typing. He pulled up live feed from the outside, and news reports. One report seemed to going into hysterics as it seemed half the city just exploded. He turned up the volume to listen as he tried to bring the base back under control.
"Authorities have yet to claim this as a terrorist attack" the reporter was saying, trying to stay calm but you could hear the panic in their voice. Flames where shooting high into the dark sky behind him, people seemed to be running, trying to get away from the destruction, all the screaming. "Fires still rage out of control. Hospitals are overflowing with casualties." The reporter paused listening to the small ear piece that was in his ear.
Zim watched the mass hysteria and couldn't help but feel some sort of satisfaction, a smile spreading on his face. As he reached Dib, the emergency beacon had shut off and soon some power was restored back to the small, imitation Irken base.
"This just in", the reported continued "The authorities have now advised for all citizens to avoid the drinking water as.." Another loud explosion off the screen made it go static.
Dib seemed to relax slightly as he sat back in the chair, Zims hand had come to rest against his bare shoulder as he watched the scene. The other feeds had no audio, but he could still see the panic and hysteria.
"That one went off earlier than planned." Dib blew out, he ran a hand through his hair.
"That was you?" Zim seemed for a loss of words.
Dib leaned back and tilted his head back and it came to rest in the crock of Zim's neck. He turned his face towards the green neck and smiled, bringing an arm up and around giving him an awkward shaped hug. As dibs hand lightly brushed against Zim's antennae he gave a small shudder at the pleasure and whether from stunned enjoyment, or just shock, Zim didn't pull away.
"That was us", he murmured and Dib got a little more daring and gently ran his hand over the soft, quivering antennae and soon felt a satisfied purr come from the Irken. "There's more, others that we still need to send off, to other cities." Dibs voice vibrated through the Irken, his breath heating his skin.
All this time and it was finally happening. Earth was going to fall, and the Tallest were coming. His grip tightened slightly on Dibs shoulder bringing a slight moan from him. Dib twisted around so that he knelt in the seat and had better access to Zim, his hand slightly tugging on the antennae making Zim purr even louder. Zims eyes closed partially enjoying watching the screen and the pleasure he was feeling.
Dibs fingers trailed to the back of Zims neck, his fingers rubbing, his other hand still petting the antennae, twirling his finger around the unbelievable soft end then running his fingers along the length of it. It didn't look it, but they were soft, almost velvety with all the microscopic hairs along the length. Then Dib gently placed his lips against Zims and when the other didn't seem to protest pressed in slightly harder. Dibs hand on the back of Zims neck reached up and helped guide Zims lips to his.
Zims hand found its way into Dibs hair, the claws raging through the mass that had grown over the years, and that one piece that still stuck up on its own. His skin tingled from the contact. Then Dibs tongue entered his mouth sending a wave of shock that made his whole mouth tingle, his eyes shot open wide and he pushed the Earth boy back. Dib lost his balance and fell backwards out of the chair with a sounding ouff.
"Do NOT touch Zim again." Zim panted. His antennae still twitched, but not with anger. He didn't want Dib too know how much that had affected him. His traitorous antennae still longed for the contact, to finish what was started.
Dib slowly got up and give Zim a sideways glance, but he couldn't keep the smile off his face. "Sorry my Ta.. Zim." Then Dib doubled over and clutched at his head, a scream ripped out of him. The sound startled Zim and he took a step backwards. Dib fell back to the floor, his back arching as he clutched his head, that ear piercing scream filling the air.
"Dib? Dib-thing?"
But Dibs screaming pierced the air only stopping to take in a breath to start again. Zim went to Dib and grabbed his arms. But Dib seemed unaware of anything that was going on around him. Antennae twitched slightly from the painful noise coming from the dirtchild.
"Gir! What did you do?"
"Nothing" the small unit replied as if he wasn't sure himself, he just covered his own ears and crouched down. Zim strained and found there was something, the slightest high pitched frequency that was all but indiscernible. Even his antennae could barley detect it. The remaining bracelet on Dibs wrist seemed to be blinking and going crazy. He grabbed a hold of that wrist, trying to ignore Dibs thrashing as he pressed the blinking lights.
"Damper field initiated" the sterile computer voice stated.
Dibs screaming stopped and his body slumped back. His breathing was hard and irregular, his left ear bloody as his hands fell away. Dib was out cold. Zim reached out and gently pushed some of the hair off Dibs forehead, his own breathing hard from what had just happened. His spider legs helped to gather Dib as he carried him back to his room. Something was forming within the Irken, something that was directed against what was done to HIS Dib. He was going to fix Dib and then he was going to make whoever was responsible pay. And he wouldn't stop until he heard the same agonizing screams coming from them.