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Seeing Red	By : Florville Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > Slash - Male/Male Views: 8032 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Holy frikking Irk, it’s been ages since I’ve touched this story. But I am back and…well, it would seem my writing skills have improved a little bit from where I left off, which is handy. Props to Rappsickle for IMing me out of the blue and totally inspiring me to pick this up again.

As such, this chapter is dedicated to you, Rappsickle. Feel honoured, my pig-smelly!

A Solemn Vow

Tallest Purple awoke in the wee hours of the morning, rolling over and reaching out, waking abruptly when his hands grasped only empty sheets. He sat up, blinking in confusion, his antennae quirking when he saw that the blankets next to him hadn’t even been disturbed. Red must not have come to bed…

Getting up, Purple wrapped his sleeping robe around himself, venturing out into the common area, then into the view screen room. Beginning to worry, he peeped over the back of the couch, sighing in relief when he saw his co-Tallest sprawled out on his belly across the length of the sofa, sound asleep. The view screen was black with the Irken military insignia in the centre; Red must’ve been watching a copyrighted broadcast.

Walking over to the vid processor, he pulled the small tray out, picking up the triangular disc and reading the Irken characters there.

It was the recording of their Ordination ceremony. Purple’s eyes widened, and he looked over at Red for a moment before looking back at the disc again. He knew there’d been a broadcast, but he’d had no idea that Red had acquired the original…

Red had donned a long-sleeved sleep shirt with thin, delicate scarlet sleeves which flared at the wrist and ended in a smooth cuff at his knuckles, the silken fabric perfectly pressed without the slightest hint of a ruffle. One of Red’s arms hung off the edge of the cushions, his antennae relaxed against the back of his head as he dozed peacefully. The beautiful, thick black stalks had an almost unnatural gleam to them, a deep gloss that drew the eye to the impressive length and size.

Purple flushed and scolded himself when the first thought that came to mind was something lewd he’d heard back in the Academy about antennae size and thickness being proportional to certain other parts of an Irken male’s anatomy. If that were true, Red had to be the most masculine specimen of their race to date.

Irk damn it all…how he could ever have found Meero attractive when such a picturesque Irken was at his side every day? How could he have taken that for granted?

Regret tugged at Purple’s heart for a moment, and he sat down on the floor in front of the couch, setting an elbow on the edge of the cushions and resting his chin on his hand, gazing at his co-Tallest as he slept. Something began to drift into his awareness, and he suddenly realised that he could smell one of his bathing oils on Red’s skin. The scent made his cheeks flush, and Purple drew away a little, his antennae pressing down against his skull in nervousness. He’d known before he’d acquired them that they were practically a chemical aphrodisiac, but as he was always the one wearing them, he’d never realised just how potent they were.

Before he could stop himself, Purple had leaned in closer, breathing the scent more deeply as he nuzzled Red’s cheek, a soft hum of pleasure escaping his throat. The violet-eyed Tallest sighed in contentment when Red stretched and purred in his sleep, and Purple leaned a little closer, twining one of his antennae with Red’s.

At the feeling of something rubbing against one of his antennae, Red stirred, his eyes blinking open. “Pur?”

Purple jumped, shaking himself roughly and pulling away, a guilty flush creeping into his cheeks. “You…did you use my bath oils, Red?”

The crimson Tallest made a face. “No, I knocked one of the damned bottles into the tub by accident and it broke. I absolutely stunk of the stuff. I had to have two more baths just to get it off of me.”

A sensual smile curled Purple’s lips, his eyes drifting half-closed. “I can still smell it on you,” he purred, dipping his head and nuzzling Red’s cheek.

Red stiffened and blinked in surprise, his cheeks flushing as he cleared his throat. “You…um…you can?”

“Mm-hmm…” Pur nodded, drawing closer. “It’s nice. But there’s something else…” He turned his head slightly, pausing when he caught the second scent that had been blending in with the oils as soon as he got closer to Red’s antennae. Suddenly he stopped, his eyes widening as he jerked his head up. “Is that broziam, Red??”

The crimson Tallest smirked. “I use it sometimes.”

Purple looked around as if he were terrified someone might’ve heard, then looked back at Red, frowning. “Red, you know that stuff is illegal, it was outlawed when we were both smeets!”

Red moved back, making room for Purple on the couch and patting the spot in front of him. “And who makes the laws in our Empire, hmm?”

Pur cleared his throat, looking at the couch awkwardly. “Well…us…and the Control Brains, but…”

“Exactly.” He helped Purple up onto the sofa, spooning against him from behind, twining their legs together. “Besides, you obviously like it.”

The violet Tallest squirmed a little, slipping his hand into Red’s and holding it against his chest. “Well…that kind of goes without saying, doesn’t it?”

“I suppose…” Red chuckled, nuzzling the back of Purple’s head.

There was a long silence until Purple finally spoke. “Why didn’t you come to bed?”

Red stiffened, then swallowed hard and forced himself to relax. “I…” No, no more lies. He’d promised himself that… “I was upset. I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep, and I didn’t want to keep you awake with my tossing and turning.”

Remembering what he had almost walked in on the night before, Purple felt another surge of warmth rise in his cheeks. “What were you upset about?”

There was a long silence before Red spoke, his voice strained. “Everything…everything that’s happened, all the things I’ve done in the past few weeks. All I ever really wanted was you, and you’ve been hurt because…” he frowned, his antennae twitching. Finally, Red buried his face in the nape of Purple’s neck. “Because I’m a stubborn, deceitful idiot. I should’ve told you how I felt a long time ago…then maybe none of this would’ve happened.”

Purple rolled over so that he was facing his co-Tallest, running his hands over Red’s cheeks. “You can’t keep blaming yourself for that…for what he did, Red.”

Red held one of Purple’s hands against his cheek, squeezing it tightly. “I know…but it’s hard not to…especially when I think of how you trusted me and I did all that stupid stuff.”

The violet Tallest smiled a little. “It was pretty stupid…you honestly think I would’ve let you put voice-activated clothing on me?”

Red blinked at him for a moment, then laughed, blushing sheepishly. “Well…I was hoping…”

Purple snorted. “You don’t give me much credit when it comes to my brain-meats, do you, Red?”

His smile instantly disappearing, Red winced, his antennae drooping. “I was too wrapped up in wanting you to think about the fact that you’d obviously refuse. It had nothing to do with your brain-meats. It had to do with my own, and…well, thinking with my other parts.” He cleared his throat, shifting a little. “I’m sorry.”

Purple quirked an antenna. “Other parts?” He snorted, shaking his head. “Honestly, Red, it’s not like I’m the only Irken on this ship.”

“You’re the only one I want.” Red growled. “You always have been.”

Startled by the intense look in Red’s eyes, Purple swallowed hard. “W-why? What’s so special about me?”

The crimson Tallest sighed, leaning forward and nuzzling Purple’s neck. “Everything.”

Purple shivered, his antennae twitching as Red’s lips brushed against the sensitive spot. “Everything?”

Red grinned, sliding his hands over Purple’s back. “Everything. You’re sweet…and you’re not ignorant or conniving…” He nuzzled his face into the collar of Purple’s sleep robe, trailing the tip of his tongue across his co-Tallest’s skin, nipping gently at his collarbone.

The soft bite made Purple’s breath hitch, and he moaned softly. “That doesn’t explain why you wanted voice-activated clothing.”

“That’s because I’m not finished yet.” Red chuckled, lifting his head and smiling at his co-ruler. “I was going to say that you’re beautiful. Every time you pass by me, I feel like a pubescent Irkling instead of a Tallest…” he took Purple’s hands and kissed them devoutly. “You’re elegant, Pur…you looked like a Tallest decades before we were Ordained. That was what made me realise I wanted you …growing up together, I never noticed, and then suddenly one day in Tactical Studies you walked by me, and it dawned on me that you were the most beautiful Irken I’d ever seen.”

Purple was blushing deeply, his antennae quivering. “Red…” he murmured, not knowing what to say. If it weren’t for the look in Red’s eyes, he’d accuse him of being ridiculous, or of trying to seduce him…but when all his co-ruler did was smile and run a hand over his antennae, Purple mewled and clung to him tightly.

Red tensed, his expression one of worry. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m sorry…” The violet-eyed Irken sniffled, hiding his face in Red’s shirt.

“What for?” Red blinked in confusion.

“I didn’t know…I thought you were just being—”

“A pervert?” Red cut him off, smirking.

Purple ducked his head a little more. “I didn’t know how you really felt.”

Red sighed softly, tilting Purple’s chin up and gazing at him affectionately. “Well, now you do. I’m very, very much in love with you.”

A shy smile crossed Purple’s features, and he slipped an arm around his co-Tallest’s waist, leaning forward to nuzzle Red’s cheek and sighing in contentment. “So…you really think I’m elegant?”

“Enough to have made Miyuki jealous.”

Purple purred at the compliment, resting his chin on Red’s shoulder. “That’s the nicest thing anyone’s ever said to me.” He turned his head and breathed in the scent of the broziam, groaning softly.

“It’s the truth,” Red replied softly, his grip tightening as he held Purple against him. “I know I may never have your trust back, Pur, but…even if you don’t believe a single thing I say ever again, I need you to know I love you.” Red clenched his teeth, sighing harshly in frustration as he felt the unfamiliar sting of tears in his eyes. “I love you…and…” The crimson Tallest’s voice cracked, and he clenched his teeth, burying his face in Purple’s shoulder. “Have I messed this up for good?”

Purple was trembling in Red’s arms, his heart beating rapidly. “Messed what up?” he murmured uncertainly.

Red lifted his head, gazing at his co-Tallest with tortured ruby eyes that shone with tears. “Any chance I ever had…to be with you?”

Purple bit his lip, holding his breath for a moment and then letting it out slowly. “You mean…to date me?”

“No,” Red shook his head firmly. “Dating is frivolous. Dating is just a casual playful thing…I want you to be mine, and nobody else’s. Forever.”

The steady conviction in Red’s voice made Purple’s heart flutter, and he swallowed hard, weighing the implications of what his co-Tallest had just said.

“No,” Purple murmured, his brow furrowed slightly. “No, you didn’t mess it up at all.” He gazed into Red’s eyes, searching them deeply for a long time before exhaling slowly, his hand moving up to stroke Red’s cheek. “If you want me to be yours and nobody else’s…then you need to swear something to me first.”

Red felt a quiver of hope run through him, and he took Purple’s hand, drawing it away from his cheek and holding it tightly. “Anything,” he breathed earnestly, holding Purple’s hand against his heart.

Violet eyes narrowing sternly, Purple spoke, every word heavy with finality. “Never. Lie. To me. Again.” There was a fierce glitter in his eyes, determination showing in every nuance of his expression. “Swear it, now, and I’ll give myself to you forever, Red.”

Despite being stunned anew at how breathtaking his co-Tallest could suddenly become in his more passionate moments, Red held Pur’s hand tighter and replied without hesitating. “On my honour as a Tallest-”

“No,” Purple interrupted sharply. “On your honour as you, Red.”

There was a moment of quiet as the scarlet-eyed Tallest drew Purple’s hand to his lips and kissed it softly, his voice low but devout. “On my honour as me…I swear I’ll never lie to you again, Purple.”

Purple exhaled in a rush, then curled against Red’s body and wrapped his arms around him tightly. “Good,” he murmured against his lover’s shoulder. “I swear I’ll be yours forever, then.”

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And that is me done for the evening! But stay tuned, gentle readers, for a chapter such as this is destined to be followed by one with epic smexxings. It is a moral imperative.
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