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

Dib arrived in the kitchen of Zims base. The place was littered with much of his equipment from his place, and unfortunately much of that was being covered by waffle batter. Dib had found a shirt and pulled it on as he went and sat down at the table. Gir seemed quite content to mix the batter and sing, and soon piles of waffles sat in front of him.

"Guess who made waffles?"

Dib wrinkled his nose, he didn't care much for waffles, but he wasn't about to tell Gir that. He picked up a fork and began to eat. He must have been hungrier than he thought and had gone through two plates of the stuff. Gir seemed to pause a moment.

"Oakie dokie." The bot said and skipped out of the room.

Dib stood and began looking at what had been brought over. He would stick to the plan he and Zim had worked on, or was it his? He shook his head. It didn't matter, at least his head was clear, he could get so much more done. He started to pull out boxes and dumped things on the floor. He pulled out wires and hooked into the computer system. It tried to block him, but he had become quite the hacker since his younger days and soon had it doing what he wanted. He had to pull up his schematics and blue prints. He had some machines to build.

Dib found his trench coat in one of the boxes and grinned. Not that he needed it, but he did still have that pack of cigarettes in the pocket.

Zim took one last look at the image on his screen. The scan he had taken from Dib, the one that was from his head, he had it enlarged to get a better look at what they had inserted into him. Inferior Huumuns with their primitive technology. True, Irkens had their Paks they couldn't live without, but a Pak was a part of them, and what they were, it contained all their information, knowledge and assisted them. Whereas what they had done to his Dib was just simply..barbaric.

He wanted to rip that thing out, but the Dib would probably die if he did that. He had found that it was emanating some sort of signal and simply blocked it. It wasn't a permanent solution, but it would work for now. He shut the image off and pulled up another, it was so nice to have power back to his base, to at least have some contact with the Empire.

"Gir, get down here!" he shouted into his communicator.

"Oakie dokie" came the replay.

There was a slight draw of power as the lights dimmed slightly, and then thumbed back up.

"Ehh?"

"Hiiiiii master, look what I brought."

A small moose suddenly filled Zims vision. Gir gave the thing a squeeze and it squeaked.

"He was looonely."

"Aggg, get that away from me Gir. What is the Dib-human doing?"

Gir just looked at him, and the squeaked the moose again. Zim sighed as his antennae twitched.

"Do you know what he is doing?"

"Yeeeesss."

Zim just looked at him waiting.

Squeak

"You don't, do you Gir."

"No."

Zim sighed, "I need you to go to the space station and get us hooked up. The place has to be a mess and we need power up there." He handed the SIR unit a small black box. "Hook this up into the main control panel and contact me as soon as you do it!"

Squeak

"This is IMPORTANT Gir."

Gir stood up straight and saluted.

"I will obey", then he squeaked the moose again and ran to the telaporter laughing. "Come on mooosey." He was small enough that it would take too much power and he needed someone up there to get it back up and running. Even if it was Gir. Ever since that explosion and he lost everything, he had never found a way back up there.

Zim made his way up to the main level to see what the Dib-monkey was up to, and walked into a mess. It looked like his house had thrown up, with all the wires and parts lying all over. Sparks were flying as Dib was wielding things together, goggles covering his eyes, and he could smell that awful smell again. He didn't walk over to him, just watched. Dib seemed absorbed in his work, and didn't even notice the Irkens presence.

Dib stopped what he was doing and lifted his goggles up onto his forehead and took a drag off that burning, smelly thing. Zim was about to march over to him and smack it out of his hand when Dib lifted up his shirt to wipe off his sweaty face and Zim decided against it for the moment. Reaching down, Dib picked up what he had been working on and set it among several that were designed just like it. Zim had seen the blueprints for those spider-looking devices, and Dib had built at least seven of them so far.

He just watched. Watched this Dib with a sense of fascination and anger. Dib was so absorbed in his work, just like the perfect Irk, the sacrifice of one was for the good of all. He built, programmed, planned, all because he believed HE was the invader. Zim turned and left the boy to his work, he had his own plans to work on.

As he reached his main lab he slammed his hand on his control panel.

"GIR!"

The screen flickered with static and then the insane robots face appeared.

"Look, we did it Mooosey", the moose was shoved in front of the screen and squeaked.

"Finally" Zim allowed himself to smile. "Now, get back to the base" It felt as if things were finally in control again, his base, his mission, almost as if nothing had been gone. Almost..

Now that the connection was back up, he hooked into the computer from his space station and began to download all the backup data, it didn't take long. He connected into the Irken signals. Catching up on the most recent information, especially the news from Impending Doom two, and the fall of Mekroob. That stinking-Dib had been busy, very busy. Zim had recognized some of the Mekroob technology Dib was using, or implementing within his own machinery.

The boy had a knack for science, even if he didn't want to admit it, just like his parental-unit. Codes were encrypted with Human English, Irken, vortian and Mekroob. Zim was even having a hard time trying to figure some of it out. Where were his parental-unit and that scary Dib-sister? Dib had returned alone, it seemed.

It was sometime later that Zim stretched. Now where had that stupid robot gone? He made the trek back up to the main floor. His elevator humming around him, the power flowing again put the invader into a good mood.

Gir was sitting on the couch admixed with metal pieces and parts and whatever else the bot had gotten into. He chowed down on popcorn, the butter getting on everything. The TV was blaring away with some frivolous show he liked to watch. Dib sat on the other end, head propped on his hand, his eyes half closed, not really watching his fingers idling over his scar line. He looked half asleep. A small laptop sat on his legs and was about on the verge of falling off.

"And what do you think you are doing Dib-thing?"

Dib, startled, jumped so bad the laptop tumbled off onto the floor.

"S-sorry Zim." He stammered as he reached down and picked up the small computer.

"We're watching the monkey show." Gir said around mouth full's of popcorn. Zim could only grimace at that.

Dib walked over towards Zim, he gave him a small smile. "I've finished and was just waiting for you." He reached down and grabbed Zims hand and pulled him towards the back of the room where he had the spider-things. They sat there unmoving, red eyes flashing in a slow lazy blink. There looked to be about twenty of them, and each no bigger than a child's rubber ball. Dib set the computer down and punched in the last remaining codes he needed. "This city was only the test. These," he caressed his fingers over the nearest metallic spider "will start the beginning for the world."

Zims antennae tweaked at the tone in Dibs voice and it pleased him, oh yes he did like this Dib. He unconsciously reached up and ran a hand through the boy's hair finding the scythe lock and twisting it around his fingers. "Yes, the world, this world will be mine, Zim's." Dib had made a small noise that made the Irk look at him. He had his eyes closed as Zim played with his hair. Zim took a fist of hair and jerked it back slightly and downward, making Dibs eyes widen in surprise as he had to lower himself to his knees so that the Irk could loom over him.

One clawed finger drew lightly down the side of Dibs face stopping at his lips. "And this is also mine." Zim leaned forward and pressed his lips to Dibs. The human greedily kissed him back and when Zim's tongue entered his mouth Dib gave a small mewling noise that made Zim all the more excited over his dominant position.

The tingling sensation washed through him as Dibs tongue was just as eager as his own. The soft, human tongue felt good as it slid against his own serpentine one, moving to explore Zims own mouth. It was intoxicating, made Zim forget exactly what they were doing. He felt Dibs hands hug him closer, and then a hand found his antennae and a wave of pleasure so intense shot through Zim he almost fell. He pulled back to get his breath, but Dib was relentless and his lips trailed along Zim's exposed neck, nipping lightly, leaving a trail of inflamed, tingling skin in its wake.

Dib gently rubbed the end of his feelers in his fingers, and Zim couldn't stop the purr that started within him and soon that purr turned to a low growl as heat started to spread through him. Zim pushed Dib to the ground and straddled him. He pushed the boys head back exposing his neck where he began his own administrations. He wanted to taste and feel, although he wasn't gentle, his teeth bruised and made Dib bleed. Dib only moaned which seemed to spur Zim even more. Zims tongue flicked over the small wounds he made and then went back to taste from Dibs mouth some more.

A claw made its way up under the T-shirt, making Dib arch slightly upwards. Zim raked his claws downward pulling a cry of pain that turned to a moan from Dib. This seemed to break through Zims hazy fog and he pulled back and frowned down slightly. Dib tried to pull him back and reached up and brought one of the antennas forward placing the extremely sensitive feeler into his mouth. Any thought Zim would have had flew out as his own body shuddered at the intense pleasure that coursed through him. Tension was building within him, he could feel Dibs arousal and he rocked his body slightly against it which brought more moans from Dib, the vibrations going from Dibs mouth through his antenna intensified Zims need all the more.

"Heeeeey big head is on T.V!" Girl yelled. Zim blinked, the voice barely registering. "Awwwww, I want hugs too." The bot threw himself around Zims neck, which brought a menacing hiss from him.

His breathing was labored, but his head was starting to clear up. Dibs touch had lessened on his antennae which helped. They were both panting, still wanting. Zim grabbed a hold of Gir and violently threw hem across the room. Then he pushed back and got off Dib, his legs seemed stable enough that he stood up, albeit a little shaky. His once good mood and pleasure now filled with an intense loathing.

"What? What Gir?" Dib voice was still heavy with need as he tried to concentrate on what the SIR unit had said. He sat up and blinked a few times as he looked over at where the bot fell. "What did you say?" Dib got up and limped towards where Gir had landed.

Zims eyes narrowed and he pressed his antennae back to his head and he clenched his hands at his side. He didn't like what he was feeling. How close he had come to..what that filthy dirt child did to him.

Dib stopped and turned to the TV, his eyes went wide, his mouth dropped open.

"No, no, no that's impossible." Dib scrambled for the volume.

"….is considered extremely dangerous. If you have any information please call the number below." The reporter's voice was saying.

Dib's picture was blaring across the TV screen, and all he could do was shake his head in disbelief.

"Once again, the authorities are looking for this man, who goes by the name Dib. They believe he is the one behind the terrorist attacks on the city. He is considered armed and extremely dangerous."

Zim tweaked one antenna up and he slowly walked towards the screen. Dib ran a hand through his hair and began to pace.

"How, how.." he muttered "There was no one, no one could've known. No, this doesn't change things. The mission, must complete the mission."

"You're failing Dib." Zim hissed at him "They found out about you and now they are going to stop you."

Dib cringed back and looked wide eyed at Zim.

"You're a failure as a Human and you're a failure as an invader." Zim was lashing his anger at him, and it gave him some sense of pleasure to inflict Dib this way.

Dib dropped to his knees shaking his head, trying to deny Zims words.

"What good are you to me now? Hmmm Earthworm? Now when they are going to capture you, take you away and do more experiments on you."

Dib crawled over to Zims feet and looked up at him "Please Zim, I'll do good, I'll think of something I'll, I'll…"

Zim kicked out at Dib, his foot connecting hard with his face, and sent Dip flying back.

"You stupid, filthy, stinking Dib-monkey." Zim seethed

Dib looked up at him, terror in his eyes. His lip was cut and bleeding. But it was the next voice he heard that froze him, the one from the TV.

"Professor Membrane, that is one incredible story, and amazing that you were able to survive that ordeal." The reporter was saying.

"Yes, Unfortunately It took us longer to get out than I expected, or I might have been able to prevent all this." Professor Membrane was saying.

Dib scrambled back from the TV, his breathing hard, erratic, until he hit the wall. The professor began speaking again, but Dib grabbed the closest thing to him, and screaming he threw it against the screen. Sparks flashed and the screen spider cracked into thick jagged pieces. The image still visible through some of the remaining fragments.

"SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!" Dib yelled at the screen. "WHY COULDN'T YOU JUST STAY DEAD?"

Zim stepped back as Dib threw the object at the TV. He looked at the screen and then back at Dib, who just stared wide eyed at the screen. Dib slammed his head back against the wall, hard, hard enough to make even Zim wince.

"That fucking bastard!" he gave a dry laugh. Minutes passed that felt like hours in silence. Zims anger was somewhat subdued by Dibs outburst. Zims own mind seemed too reel with Dibs own conflicting emotions.

"Why would your parent-unit be dead?"

Dib gave a humorless laugh. "We agreed he was our biggest threat, remember? We had to take him out. But it seems as if I failed at that as well." Dib pulled his knees up and rested his head against them for a moment. He sighed. "Yes, yes that could work. Give us enough time to finish our mission before the Armada gets here."

Raising suddenly Dib walked over to the spider things, muttering under his breath as he went.

"No, he would be expecting that."

He went to his small computer that sat forgotten and picked it up. He began to type into it. The spiders stopped blinking and the eyes began a steady red glow. Then they began to move, skittering up the walls and out the windows.

Zim watched them, some of them paused as they reached out side where the legs retracted and more than half of them launched into the air, the rest extended their legs and began to borough into the ground and disappeared out of site.

"What are you doing Dib-thing?"

But it seemed as if Dib wasn't listening to him as he kept moving about the room, mumbling. He went into the kitchen where he picked up his trench coat and put it on. Dib stopped and tapped in a few things on his bracelet and a small black chip emerged. He looked at it a moment before he turned to Zim.

"This has everything on it." he said as he held out the chip towards Zim. "Everything you may have questions on, all the transmissions I made and received. All of Membranes files, government defense systems, everything I could get my hands on." Zim took the chip from Dib, and Dib turned back to the room gathering a few more items and placing them in a bag. "Ten hours is the count down for the spiders to reach their targets, and I've also supplied a few other surprises that you'll have to implement. The coordinates are also in that chip."

Dib finally stood still, his shoulders sagged slightly and he sighed.

"And where do you think you are going Dib-worm? I never gave you permission to leave. " Zim told him

"I'm going to see my father." He spat out. "I have to eliminate him, he is our biggest threat to our mission. With him out of the way, everything else should fall into place. Since they all believe it's just me, it will be easy to keep them distracted while you finish our plans."

He slung the bag over his shoulder, and turned to face the door. Then the bag dropped to the floor as he looked back at the Irken, and striding towards Zim with that limp he had, he fiercely embraced him, his lips taking Zims roughly, like it was going to be the last time he would ever do so. His tongue thrust into Zims mouth savoring. Zim could feel a slight burning sensation from the blood on Dibs lip.

It was happening all so fast, that Zim barely had time to react before Dib pulled away and looked into the alien's dark magenta eyes, his hand resting slightly on Zims check, his fingers brushing against the smooth, soft, green skin before he turned back around, picked up his bag and walked out the door.

He had a good idea where Membrane would be, but it wouldn't hurt to alert them of his presence just in case. He needed to, to keep them away from Zim. Since he had fucked this up. He tried to stop the fear that was building within him. He didn't want to go back to that place, and he sure as hell didn't want to see Membrane.

First off he had to get back to his base, he suspected that Membrane had already infiltrated it, but there was too much to leave there for them to reverse engineer. They wouldn't be able to read the Irken language anyways. It was one of the reasons Dib used it, along with the others. It had taken him hours of endless studying day after day to understand them. But he knew the pay off would be worth it. He smiled at that small accomplishment. Even if they did hack into his system they wouldn't be able to understand any of it.

Dib slowed as he neared his house and noted the vehicles that lined the streets. He didn't need to get too close, just enough to get access to his computer within remotely and start the self destruct sequence. He pulled out a handful of green metallic chips. He pressed one against each vehicle he passed. When the place exploded it would trigger each of these chips as well, causing the whole neighborhood to go up. He had to duck as people began to walk out, carrying equipment and loading it into trucks.

Dib rested back against the car and brought his wrist in front of him. He pressed his fingers over the nearly invisible panels. They had been quite useful until he lost the one. Programmed for defense, and communication device, it had also kept a damper field up to help with his head. Now all its major functions were depleted, almost useless without the other half.

"Dib-human I order you to get back to the base immediately."

The Irkens voice hissed at him. Dib blinked then smiled. He had to give it to Zim, he was smarter and more ingenious than he let on to be. The voice came from the same bracelet he was working on.

"I see you figured out how to hack into my system, very impressive Zim"

"Of course, I am Zim, now get back here now, I am not through with you."

Dib didn't answer for a moment, the need to obey Zim was so strong and he wanted nothing else but to run back there. But he also knew that he couldn't do that. This was for the good of the mission and that's all that mattered.

"No. I can't do that." Dib looked back over the top of the car. "Damn it" he cursed. He just caught sight of Membrane getting into a truck that pulled away. He had been hoping to catch him inside and blow him to pieces with everything else in there.

"What! What did you just say to ZIM?"

Dib finished pressing the countdown sequence. He had less than two minutes to find transportation and get the hell out of there.

"Countdown initiated" a computerized voice responded.

"Zim I don't have time for this right now."

Fortune was on his side for once as an agent walked around the corner. He paused as he spotted Dib. Dib didn't give him the chance to respond as he leaped at him, knocking him back to the ground. Dib slammed his head into the concrete several times until the man was unresponsive.

"You belong to me you ungrateful pile of dirtstink.." Zim kept ranting on.

Dib felt down the unconscious man and found his gun. He pulled it out and made sure it was loaded and ready. How he wish he had a laser gun, or even those slick looking weapons the Mekroobs had. He sighed, unfortunately he hadn't had all the available materials for those items.

"I am the invader, I give the orders, me ZIM, and you will obey ME!"

"Hey you, freeze." Dib looked up, he had been spotted. He didn't even think as he aimed the gun and fired, pulling back behind the car. Gun fire was returned. He knew they were going to show up like flies now. Screw it, he reached into the bag and pulled out a small metal ball. He threw it as far as he could towards his new threat and then hit the ground.

"I'm a little busy at the moment Zim."

"You dare.." but whatever he was about to say was washed out by the blast

"One minute until detonation." The computer voice informed him.

Dib got up quickly and looked around. Up ahead he spotted someone stopped from the explosion inside their car, confusion clearly evident on their faces. Dib calmly walked over and opened their door, yanking them out, and sliding behind the wheel he floored it. His ears were still ringing from the blast, and yet he could still make out Zims voice droning on. It made him happy that at least he would have this last bit of contact with him, as he tried to catch up to Membrane.

He felt the shock rock through the car when his base exploded, the car skidded to the side threatening to roll over but he was able to bring it back under control. He knew where Membrane was heading, back to his laboratories. The place was going to be crawling with agents. How was he even going to get close enough to him?

The thought hit him and made his gut wrench. It would work if he got Zim mad enough, and the Irken invader sounded extremely hostile as it was. He hoped that Zim would forgive him this someday, but he highly doubted it.

"SHUT UP ZIM YOU IMCOMPETENT MORON!" Dib screamed. The words wrenched his own heart and guts and he felt like he was stabbing himself. "You're the sorry excuse of an invader, YOU couldn't get anything accomplished because of a stupid human BOY!"

Zim had become quiet, and Dib hopped he was still there. This wasn't going to work unless he was still there and angry enough. The lab was in sight and Dib rammed the guard arms. He had to quickly guess the best entrance Membrane would have used. Then he spotted the truck that they had used to steal his equipment.

"This was all because of ME, MY plan, MY mission, I am the one who got a hold of the Tallest, IT WAS ALL ME!" Dib hadn't even realized he was crying, trying to ignore the pain he was causing himself. The car slammed into the doorway, wedging itself in the doorway. Dib blinked to clear his vision, pain cascaded down his side, along his already bad leg. His glasses had fallen off. He found them and placed them back on.

The windshield was spider cracked and Dib had to force it outward so he could climb out. The alarms were all ready ringing, the emergency lights flashing. He pulled himself forward and slid onto the hood and hit the ground. He made sure he still had the gun in his hand.

"I am going to kill you myself you despicable piece of Earth dirt." Zims voice was low and menacing.

Dib pulled himself up and leaned back against the wall a moment. This wasn't good. His bad leg was hurting, might even be broken, again. He couldn't stop now, had to move, had to find Membrane.

"And how..are you going..to do that Zim?" Dib taunted him between his pants. Whenever anyone showed near him Dib fired. Killing some, wounding others, he didn't know, didn't care. He knew Membrane would show up and confront him eventually. A flurry of activity got his attention and he knew he was out of time. "I'll even help you, as usual." Dib grabbed the bracelet and slid his fingers over the panels. The device was powerful enough to be used as an explosive, but for safety precautions the activation code was only accessible from remote location. As long as Zim had inserted the chip into his system the activation should have appeared on his screen, and he knew the Irk was pissed off enough to do it. "At least it's something you can do right for a change." Dib jabbed. "This is going to be your last chance Zim."

More armed men and Dibs gun clicked empty. He felt a burning in his chest and stumbled backwards. His useless weapon clattered to the ground. He glanced down to see the red strain growing larger and larger in his right shoulder, the blood soaking into his shirt. His arm was numb and he could no longer stand and fell backwards. Everything was starting to sound distant.

"Dib, stop this insanity!" Membranes voice reached him.

And for the first time in many years Dib was glad to hear that voice. Finally, he could finish it. Could accomplish this mission. "Do it you worthless IRKEN! DO IT!" Dib screamed.

Extreme pain filled Dibs head that extended to every nerve in his body, a white hot light filling his vision which receded quickly to black and nothing.

a/n long chapter, didn't have the heart to split it up...

darkdagers: Thanks for the reviews, I do have a hard time with Gir :(

snickers-03: Your awesome thanks! I do write, my own stuff. I have one i'm working on, on my DA account :D

invader ang: I hope this one was a little more...satisfying ^_^