In the Dark-Chapter 3: Reproduction?
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Rating: M for later chapters
Zim: ZimPLUSDib
Dib: Me
Blushing profusely at this point, Zim watched Dib leave the classroom with a slightly angry look on his face. "I..." he threw his finger up in the air with his eyes closed, following after Dib. "...hate you." he finally said, pointing at Dib with a slightly annoyed look on his face now. "Now that I'm stuck with your filthy filthiness...Um..." he closed his eyes as hard as he could, as though trying to think of how to phrase his next question. "When and where shall we do it?" he asked, his teeth grit and fists shaking. The alien hated that teacher, but he couldn't help but see this as an opportunity to find out what it was that was bothering Dib at the same time.
Zim still following behind him, Dib stopped at his locker to drop off his books before grabbing the ones he'd need for his next class. Caught a little off guard by the Irken's question, surprised by the fact that Zim was actually offering to help him with this, he then turned back to face the alien, giving him a truly curious look now. "Do you even know anything about...you know...human reproduction...? I mean...Have you done any research on it in all the time you've been here?" he asked, feeling his face warm up considerably at what he was asking the other. The situation was already awkward enough as it was, but this! This was the last thing Dib thought he'd ever be asking his worst enemy!
He vaguely wondered whether Irken's reproduced in a way similar to humans but quickly shook that thought from his head. From what he had learned throughout the years about Irkens, nearly everything was different and "superior" as Zim put it. He highly doubted it would be anything like how a human reproduced.
If anything, he was more concerned in that moment with how they were going to come up with 10 pages of information on this topic. He knew for a fact that he, himself, would just barely be able to come up with enough information to cover 5 pages. But he highly doubted Zim, even if he did know some things about it, would be able to come up with the other half of their project, even with his help. And he didn't want to think about what things would be like if Zim DIDN'T know anything about it. That would mean he'd have to actually teach the Irken this stuff just to pull this assignment off! Ew!
Face paling at the thought, Dib suddenly felt sick to his stomach as he just wished he could go home and hide out in his room. His thoughts taking over, he completely zoned out on the alien in that moment.
Blushing an even darker shade of green, Zim scratched the back of his head at the question. "Well...Ummmm...Uh...Hmmmmm..." he tried to conjure up what he did know of human mating rituals and reproduction. Coming up short though, he merely smiled nervously and shrugged.
Blinking his eyes a few times, coming back into focus just in time to catch the alien's response to his question, Dib's eyes grew wide and his body began to shake as he brought both of his shaking hands up to cover his face. He couldn't believe this was happening to him.
He closed his eyes tight and shook his head in disbelief. "Oh, God...P-Please tell me you're joking." This was too much.
A moment of silence passed, the alien staring blankly at him. Peaking out from between his fingers at the Irken standing in front of him, he then slowly pulled his hands away to give Zim a rather pathetic look before looking away shyly. "O-Okay..." he finally spoke in a silent voice. "Ummm...I-I guess we can meet sometime tomorrow since it's Saturday. J-Just bring your book tomorrow morning. We c-can work on it at my house." he stuttered out. "Oh and, Zim. Do me a favor and read through the human reproduction section tonight. I can explain anything you don't understand later." he said, just knowing his blush had to be ten times worse now than it had been before.
The bell rang, signaling that their second class was about to begin. While the rest of the students left in the hallway hurried to their next classes, Dib, meanwhile, just stood there with his back to his locker, holding his books and shaking his head. As much as he wanted to leave the school grounds, he felt frozen in place.
Hurrying on to their next class himself, Zim shot back a slightly confused look in Dib's direction before calling back to him when he noticed the human wasn't moving away from his locker.
Looking up when the Irken called out to him, his eyes tired, Dib didn't respond at first but just watched until the alien was out of sight. He felt worn out now that Zim had left, all the color draining from his features, leaving him a very sickly, pale color. In fact, he felt sick in that moment.
When the last of the students had left the hallways, he then pushed away from his locker so he could make his way to one of the skool bathrooms. He wasn't quite ready to go to class yet where he'd have to face not only Zim but his teacher as well, but instead, headed in the direction of the boys' bathroom.
Once he had reached the bathroom, he then pushed the door open and dropped his backpack by the door so he could grip one of the sinks tightly. Looking up into the mirror right in front of him, he could see dark circles forming under his eyes. He hadn't been sleeping well the past couple of nights, which wasn't helping his current state at all. Filling the sink up with water, he splashed his face a few times in an attempt to regain at least some of his composure back before he went to his next class.
When he felt he had finally calmed down at least somewhat, he then turned off the water and dried his face with a paper towel. Taking one last deep breath, he picked up his things and headed to class. Upon entering his history class, everybody including Zim looked up. As expected, he got a stern scolding from his history teacher for being late, but he didn't care. He merely sank into his seat and closed his eyes in a tired fashion until class was over.
Staring at Dib throughout the entire class time, Zim once again felt compelled to ask him what was wrong with him. But he felt like he should wait. After all, if he upset the human now, he may not get the chance to learn what this human reproduction assignment was about and why Dib's face went red everytime he said anything about it. Of course, he knew that it had something with that love-thingy the humans in their class were constantly talking about, but he wasn't sure completely what any of that had to do with reproducing humans. All he knew of human love were the lip touchies he'd seen various teens in their school exchange amongst each other. But he knew almost nothing about sex itself except that it was the basis of this reproduction thing their teacher had been telling them about.
Deciding then that he should do a little extra research on it himself, he figured Dib could just explain the things he didn't understand about it later.
The bell rang again, signaling that they only had one more class to go to before lunch time: advanced math class. It was a fairly easy class...for Zim and Dib at least. Dib's strongest subjects had always been in math and science, though he found both boring as hell. The one plus to that class came in the fact that they actually had a nice math teacher for a change. She was one of the few nice teachers the skool had to offer and young. Dib liked her. She always seemed to be smiling and was the only teacher that didn't yell at him, even when he came in late. It was a nice change for him.
Entering her class, this time on time, Dib took his seat near the front of the class. When their teacher turned to greet him, however, she seemed to notice that he looked ill and mentioned him going home to get some rest. But he declined. It wouldn't help at the moment. If anything, it would just make things worse for him.
He didn't want to have to make up more skool work. So he stayed, waiting for class to end so he could go to lunch, not that he felt much like eating at the moment. If anything, he just wanted to sit somewhere quiet for a while to get his thoughts together. They only had two more classes left after lunch: gym and English. If he could just get through those then he'd be home free. Unfortunately, getting through those classes would be easier said than done.
A/N: And there you have it. =3 Future updates will come as I work my way through revising this story. ZPD and I hope you guys enjoy it though. =3 Especially if you read this before and thought my narrative writing sucked back in 2008. XD Hopefully you guys find it much better now. So until next time~