WARNING: ZDAR/YAOI Don't read if you don't like this stuff.

Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim, just love the characters

A/N: this is my first ZADR and Yaoi, please R/R :D

Dib had to read the schematics at least three times. Not that he didn't understand it but he felt sick, nauseous, and his head was killing him. He was surprised when Zim reached down and took the power cell and began to install it. He let the Irken work, being more efficient at it than he was. Although Dib was getting better at it.

He watched Zim work, helping when needed, hooking up all the required cables. Skoodge made his way to the cockpit after taking care of Dwicky. Dib didn't want to think about it, as it only made his head hurt worse. When he had first saw the human on the ship he was just going to slip right past him, but something inside him, something that made him so angry wasn't going to let him do it. And when Dwicky started talking it only sent pain shooting through his head, from things he didn't want to remember or couldn't remember anymore.

Closing his eyes a moment he leaned his head against the bulk of the ship, letting the metal cool his hot forehead.

"That human is too dangerous, you HAVE to kill HIM." Zim's voice echoed in his head

"I know, I will." Dib muttered

"And have you taken care of THAT other problem yet? What good are you Dib-thing if I can't count on you to protect us?"

"Don't say that, you know I'll do it."

"Dib?"

Dib pushed back from the ship slightly and looked towards where he heard his name. His eyes seemed to be having a hard time focusing and then Zim was there, his hand on his forehead.

"Don't worry I'll take care of it, my Tallest." He told him.

Zim frowned up at him his antenna twitched from Skoodge who squeaked at the term. The room seemed to spin and Dib stumbled back, his arms flailed trying to catch himself on something. That something happened to be Zim and he landed on his butt with Zim in his lap.

"I told you not to say that." Zim hissed at him.

Dib reached out and gently tugged on an antenna, bringing his face forward and nuzzled Zims neck.

"But you told me you liked it when I called you that."

Zim placed his hands on Dib's shoulders, trying to push back, but seeming to have a hard time of it.

"That wasn't me, that was the other me, I mean the other me that's you." Zim purred while trying to admonish him, not doing a very good job of it.

Dib wasn't really listening, just feeling Zim's skin, it felt cool next to his, soft. He began to lick and suck along his neck, feeling the purr from Zim radiating through him. He shuddered slightly, sending a pleasing tingling through him. Zim's hand ran through his hair, taking hold of it and bringing lips to his, Zims serpentine tongue entering, caressing, making Dib moan and he clutched at Zim.

"Z-Zim?" another voice seemed to penetrate through Dibs foggy brain as Zim pulled away from him slightly, panting.

An intense wave of pain shot through Dib's head, and he groaned brining his hands up, trying to ease it. He was dimly aware of sounds, some movement around him. He felt so hot, tired, and drained that even Zim's voice was distant within. As much as he was tempted, he couldn't let himself fall into that darkness that seemed to be there waiting for him. He had promised Zim he would finish the mission, had to finish the mission.

He struggled to back away, and the darkness left and he found himself back in that room. That one he hated. For the first time in a while he felt alone. Not even Zim was there to keep him company or torment him. And it scared him. He sat down, his back against the wall and drew up his legs, wrapping his arms around them he rested his head. Alone.

"WAKE UP YOU STUPID HUMAN-STINK DIB-WORM!"

Dib's eyes flew open and he gasped and sputtered as coldness sank into him. Another wave of water hit him and he shivered.

"Gah, what the hell?"

"Hiiii Mary." Gir waved to him as he dropped the now empty bucket to the floor than began to roll around in the small puddle, his nubby arms and legs splashing about.

"GIR!" Zim's voice yelled out.

Dib took his glasses off and gave them a small shake, trying to get the water off them. He looked at his shirt, there wasn't a dry spot on it. At least his head didn't hurt so bad anymore, just felt like he had a huge hangover. He reached for his pain pills then remembered he didn't have any anymore.

He looked up and saw Zim and Skoodge far enough away not to get any water on them.

"What happened?" he asked, he couldn't remember anything.

"You feel asleep and we couldn't wake you up, so Zim."Skoodge started to explain but Zim interrupted him.

"Yes, your being useless as ever Dib-monkey, now get up and get this water out of here!"

Dib glanced at the small puddle he seemed to be sitting in. He was thoroughly soaked. Dib sighed and stood, he pulled his shirt off and wrung it out.

"I need some dry clothes."

"No, get it out of here NOW." Zim ordered.

Dib looked at him a moment and gave Zim a small evil little smile. He took a step towards the Irkens . They backed up a step as he neared them.

"You left me alone Zim, I think I need to punish you for that." Dib took another step towards him. Zims eyes narrowed at him as he stepped back.

"Stay back Dib, or you're the one that's going to get punished."

Dib couldn't stop the little thrill that went through him at the challenge. He couldn't tell if it was him or the Zim within him that was up for the challenge.

"Skoodge, get out." Dib ordered him without looking at him. "And take Gir with you."

The Irken seemed torn with what to do, but took one look at Dibs face and decided he would face Zims anger later. He grabbed Gir by the foot and ran from the hanger, Gir throwing a tantrum as they left.

"Noooo, I wanna play with the leprechauns." Gir whined.

"What do you think you are doing?" Zim hissed at him as he kept coming closer.

"You left me alone, you promised you wouldn't ever leave me alone."

"What are you talking about? I was here the WHOLE time."

Dib stood right in front of the Irken, and frowned slightly. He brought a hand up to rub over that stupid scar on his head. It helped somewhat, but he could never tell what was real and what wasn't at times.

"I am crazy, aren't I."

"Yes Dib, you are."

"Then I guess you can't be too mad at me for doing this." Dib reached out and grabbed Zim hand and pulled him closer. He didn't want to get Zim wet, so he put his face as close as he dared, lips almost touching. He could feel Zims own breathing, getting quicker. Dibs heart beat went up a notch.

Dib flicked his tongue along Zim's mouth, slowly at first until the Irk began to respond back, his own tongue brushing back. It was hard to remember not to crush Zim to him. Zim's became more insistent entering his mouth, his tongue moving around his. If there was one thing Dib knew for sure was that he needed this Irken, more than the water that soaked him. He pulled back and looked at him.

"I need you." He could here the need and pain in his own voice. Zim was the only thing real left to him, and Dib needed something to hold onto at the moment.

"You're all wet."

Dib sighed and pulled back, feeling so alone.

"I'll get it cleaned up." He said as he turned to back to the small mess. Zims hand grabbed his as he turned around.

"You have ten minutes."

Zim dropped his hand and then left him there. Dib watched for a second his heart beating fast. He didn't think he'd ever worked so fast in his life. And it wasn't easy to get rid of the stuff. He rigged together a small vacuum that helped sucked the liquid outside of the space station. Looking around to make sure it was all cleaned up he turn and ran.

He hoped he was right and that Zim was in their room, and felt a small thrill when he saw the Irken standing in there. Zim was looking out a window that showed the expanse of the stars beyond. Dib noticed a towel-like material on the bed and he picked it up and began to dry off, taking his shoes and pants off, leaving his boxers on.

Zim still hadn't moved, but Dib could tell he was aware of him by the movement of his antennae. He wanted to reach out and feel them, run his teeth along them. The silence seemed to drag on.

"Why do you need Zim?"

Dib paused as he was running the towel over his hair. He dropped it to the floor and slowly walked towards Zim.

"You are the only thing that's real to me, the only one that I can believe in." Dib stood just behind him, not touching him. "Even if you hurt me, or even leave me, or kill me." Dib had to swallow past the pain those words caused him. "You are the one thing I KNOW is real. That's why I belong to you, that's why I will do ANYTHING for you Zim. Because without you then I'm just nothing."

"Zim doesn't need you" he said as he spun around and jabbed a finger at Dib. "Zim doesn't need anyone!"

Dib took a step back and another until he felt the bed behind him and he sat down. Zim loomed over him angrily. Dib lowered his head.

"I know." His voice was quiet, hurt. He already knew that Zim didn't need him, but that didn't mean Dib didn't need him.

"Always having to worry about you, fix you, save your miserable, dirt-stinking, squirmy-brain huumun life with all your, your stupidness!"

Zim grabbed Dib's hair and pull his head back up so he had to look at him. His breath caught in his throat at how close Zim's face was to his.

"Zim doesn't need you." He growled as he forcibly kissed Dib. It was hard and insisting, Dib just closed his eyes as the shock and feelings soared through him. Zim worried about him? Zim pulled back and pushed Dib back to the bed, his mouth and teeth and hands running over Dibs already exposed skin, licking, tasting him, making his heart beat speed up and he gasped at Zim's attentiveness.

Dib hissed as claws raked down his side, his stomach, his back, it was just barely enough to break the skin. It hurt, but Dib didn't mind. Not when it meant that Zim was marking him as his. Dib wanted to feel Zim, he let his hand run up under the Irkens uniform, his hands exploring, moving. But Zim wasn't giving him much on an opportunity, as if he himself couldn't get enough of Dib. He reached for his antennae, running his fingers along the length of one, as he reached the end and brought his fingers back to repeat the motion.

He could feel the purr coming from Zim, feel it resonate within himself. He moaned with the pleasure that brought. Soon Zim's own skin was bare, leaving it open for Dib to touch and taste what he could. Zim's claws tore down his leg a bit too painfully as he removed the last of his clothing, but he forgot about that pain as his hand grasped his aroused member, gently squeezing and running along the hard length of it.

Dib couldn't stop the small cry that escaped him, but Zim's mouth clamped over his, making his cries and moans vibrate inside his mouth. And then Zim roughly shoved himself inside Dib, making him cringe slightly from the force, but it didn't stop him. The thrusting, the rythum Zim set, his hand still caressing his own throbbing need, was overwhelming.

Zim had pulled back so he could breath, he felt Zims antennae against his head, caressing his face. Dib took one into his mouth, sucking on it. He could feel Zim shudder as his motions got more frantic, and his hand tightened around Dib. That made Dib cry out and arch upwards giving Zim better access and then it felt like everything exploded into a thousand pieces of light, making Zim's final thrusts shoot intense pleasure through Dib before Zim quivered and then lay down against him.

Dib let his hands run over Zim's head gently brushing against his antennae, along his back, a sigh escaping him. He gently twirled an antenna around his finger. Plans began to form, about the invasion, about everything. He was going to take every opportunity he could with Zim like this. Because once Zim found out what he was really planning, he would kill him.

a/n: This was a difficult chapter for me, partially becasue I just felt like crap. O_O Now, onward to the next one...

bleachedbluecat: Thank you sooooo much, you are so awesome ^_^. Ya too bad they can't show yaoi on tv, sure would make it sooo much more entertaining lol *drool. Zim can be a hand full, be we love him for it.. :D

Heartostone15: Unfortunately no :(, once someone fucks with your brain, there's no going back...

Snickers-03: LOL I'm glad its still good, i worry about the flow of it sometimes O_o

Strapped-in-a-strait-jacket: Ummm, ya thanks

Vithian: I feel your pain, literally. Unfortunately for me, but good for you, I have no life, so i can dedicate it to writing hehehe.

Invader Ang: Yep, had to throw him in there. Don't worry, he might not survive for very long, oopps did i say that out loud? :)

Darkdagers: I don't like him either!