I probably should have split this into two chapters because it's long but there just wasn't a good place to stop. Oh well, enjoy. :)

I walked out the front door, a little sadly on my way to school. It was Monday which meant I had to give Dib his coat back. The corners of my mouth turned down and I snuggled into it for the last few minutes I would have it. I had considered cloning it and giving Dib a replication, but he was smart enough that he would probably figure it out.

I walked slowly, not caring if I was late and got detention. None the less within a few minutes I saw Dib ahead of me. When I caught up he smiled at me.

"Still wearing it?" He said, not even greeting me.

"Hmph." I said, shrugging out of it and pouting.

"Aww, if you really like it that much I guess you can give it back at the end of the day."

My face broke in to a wide grin and I pulled the jacket back to my chest. "Really?"

"Sure." He rolled his eyes. I slipped my arms back into the sleeves and pulled it tight around myself. Why was he being so nice to me? Well I wasn't going to question it.

The rest of the walk to school was quiet, with few words said between us. School came into sight and there wasn't anyone outside.

"Agh! We're late again!" I said, beginning to run towards the building.

"No we're not Zim, we're early." Dib said loudly.

"But there's no one here! We must be late." Crossing my arms, I said in defiance. I was right and Dib was wrong.

"It's only ten past seven. Everyone else will be here in the next twenty minutes or so." He walked over to sit on the steps of the building. I checked the time on my PAK secretly and saw that he was right. With a huff I sat down next to him.

"Oh don't pout because you aren't right." Dib teased, poking my in the ribs.

"I'll pout if I want to!" I 'hmphed' and looked away from him.

I knew I was being ridiculous, but I couldn't help it. I scooted away from Dib to the other side of the stairs but he just laughed and scooted right against me so I was trapped between him and the wall. For some reason this aggravated me. I liked Dib and he was flirting with me, but I knew he didn't like me. In fact he still probably hated me, he just was desperate for a friend. The more I thought about it the more irritated I got.

"Quit flirting with me Dib." I snapped.

"What?" He looked like I had shocked him.

"I SAID QUIT FLIRTING WITH ME! I DON"T WANT IT! JUST STOP!" It was a lie. I loved that he was paying attention to me the way I wanted. But it wasn't real.

"What are you talking about?" Dib looked at me like I was crazy.

"Quit letting me wear your jacket, don't tease me, quit touching me!" I yelled the last part when he grabbed my elbow. I took the trench coat off and shoved it at him. He took it and looked at it sadly

"I'm not flirting with you Zim… I'm sorry if you took it that way." He sounded upset.

"I… ahhh." I covered my face with my hands and started to shiver. The anger had faded along with the heat it had brought. I felt bad for yelling at Dib. It wasn't his fault that he had been a little overenthusiastic about having a friend, not his fault that perhaps I had taken advantage of it. I had probably just ruined everything right now too. I felt a few tears run down my cheeks and through my fingers.

"A-are you crying?" Dib whispered. I jumped. I thought he had left.

"No!" I said defensively, wiping away the wetness on my face.

"Yes you are." He grabbed both my shoulders firmly and I couldn't find it in myself to pull away. "I've never seen you cry before…" He whispered. "Your tears are blue."

I looked into his face. "Well I can't cry water, obviously."

"Point…" He said. His eyes were studying me and before I could stop him he licked one off my cheek.

"DIB!" I yelled. Why had he just licked me? It was weird, but in an odd way I liked it… just a little.

"Sorry! I wanted to know what they tasted like!" He said quickly. "It was an impulse."

"You are so weird." He really was. "What do they taste like anyways?" I had never tasted my own tears although I knew human tears were salty.

"Kind of… sweet. Like watered down jelly." I cocked my head.

"Jelly?" He must have been insane.

"Yes jelly. Grape jelly." He insisted.

"Very well." I nodded slowly. "Skool is starting soon, let us be going." There were students everywhere and I began to walk into the school with them. Dib followed after me quietly.

In class the teacher announced that we would be working in pairs today. Everyone started shouting and going crazy. I looked at Dib and waited. I wanted him to come over to me, so I didn't seem eager. Unfortunately he seemed to be thinking along the same lines and stared at me from across the room.

He lifted his hand and motioned for me to come over. I stood slowly and walked across the room, moving a desk right next to his so we could work. Sitting down, I traced the arch of Dib's back with my eyes. He hadn't put his trench coat back on and I could see almost every line of his body without it on. My breathing deepened and I swallowed.

"I already did this yesterday, do you want to copy?" He offered, breaking the trance.

"My computer did it for me." I said. Computer did all my homework.

"So I guess we just have free time till lunch." He said putting away his finished assignment.

I was ignoring his talk as my eyes were drawn back to the curves of his body. My mind started out sweet, but grew more perverse as I stared. Soon I was thinking about Dib screwing me into the wall. I looked away blushing.

When I glanced back at him he was just twiddling his thumbs with his head leaned back staring at the ceiling. I noticed his hair scythe swinging back and forth a bit, touching the desk behind him.

I grabbed it and pulled it close.

"OWCH! ZIM!" He yelled in protest, but I pretended not to hear and examined the lock of hair.

"What is the purpose of this sticky-outy thingy? What use does it serve?" I questioned. Dib was thrashing around trying to make me let go. I released the hair and he pulled away. I scrambled on to his desk and kneeled to look at the bent piece. I swatted at it with my hand and giggled.

"What are you doing?" Dib asked looking up at me.

"I am playing with your antenna." I said and leaned forward to look at it again. I poked it then I proceeded to pull the tip in my mouth and nibble it.

"Nmmm nom nom…" I said.

"Are you chewing my hair?" He pulled his head back.

The piece of hair fell out of my mouth and reached out and pulled it back to me. I held it to my chest and Dib was shaking his head against my stomach.

"So what is the purpose of this thing?" I asked cuddling it. It was soft like the little kitten. I nuzzled my face into it and then let go of it.

"There isn't a purpose. It just is." He said. "Why does it fascinate you so much?"

"I want it. It's much too nice for you to have it. I'm going to take it." I gave it a tug.

"OW! You can't just TAKE my hair! It's attached to me!" He protested.

"I can and I will. Now how do I unattach it?" I demanded.

"I'm not telling you! It's mine!" The Dib crossed his arms and pulled his hair out of my grasp.

I glared and him and sat on my heels. "But I WANT it." I whined.

He frowned. "You can play with it, but it STAYS ON MY HEAD." By now several people were looking at us argue. I tapped my chin and looked at the black piece of hair sway. I whapped at it and smiled. I put my feet on the chair on either side of Dib and played with the bouncy piece of hair happily.

Dib's POV

I tried to slow my breathing. Zim was playing with my hair innocently, but I couldn't help but notice how he was sitting. He butt was on the edge of my desk and he had a leather booted foot on either side of me. When I looked straight ahead my gaze was greeted by the flat expanse of his stomach. I swallowed. If he moved forward off the desk he'd practically be straddling me. Okay, there was no practically about it, he would be. As he fought ferociously with my hair I noticed people were staring at us. I couldn't help but blush brightly.

I kept telling myself that Zim was just my friend and I had no attraction for him but when he was sitting like this I couldn't help the dirty thoughts that were entering my mind. I wanted to roughly grab his waist, I wanted to yank him forward so that he fell into my lap, I wanted to press my lips to his and feel that ridged tongue on mine… Wait what was that last one?

I took a deep breath and licked my lips. He twisted his slender body and peered into my face.

"Why are you red Dib thing? You are normally pink. Are you dying?" He asked curiously.

"No, I'm blushing…" I mumbled. All of sudden I heard a 'AGH!' from Zim and someone laughing a throaty chuckle.

Zim was in my lap with his hands tangled in the hair he had just been playing with, wide eyed. His face was inches from mine and somehow I had my hands heavily pressed on his hips.

"Hahaha fags!" said a deep voice. Zim gulped and backed off of me slowly.

I looked behind him to see Thor laughing at us. He must have shoved Zim into my lap. I glared at him and stood up. I was taller that Thor, but he had a lot more muscle. I towered above him, rising to my full six feet and glared at him.

"Get the hell away from us." I stepped in front of my desk that Zim was curled up in a silent, shocked ball.

"Haha, you should be thanking me you fagget." He sniggered. I pulled my arm back to punch him and the lunch bell rang, saving his ass. He strutted from the room while I stood there and fumed.

"I-I'm sorry Dib. I d-didn't mean to fall." Zim whispered.

I rubbed my temples and sighed. I wasn't mad at him, it wasn't his fault. "You didn't do anything wrong Zim, it was Thor's fault." I said and looked back at him. He looked tiny when he curled in on himself like that.

His wide eyes were watching me and I knew he was thinking about something but I didn't ask.

"Come on. Let's go eat." I said and walked out of the room without checking to see if he followed me.

XD I love how the romance is developing. I particularity like the way Zim's face looked in my mind when he was in Dib's lap. I can just picture his hands in Dib's hair and his shocked face. XD ITS SO DARN ADORABLE! Writing Chapter 8 as we speak...