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Unnoticed	By : Darkplaygirl Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > Slash - Male/Male Views: 4870 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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“That’s gooooood.” Zim arched his back and closed his eyes at the pleasure filling him. “Need more…” He mumbled, his eyes glassy. His breathing became ragged as he tried to pull himself out of the daze he was in. He needed more…. But first he needed to clear his mind. He couldn’t loose himself yet….. Not yet. He reached a slender hand up… and pulled a string. Liquid splashed across his face and antennas, covering him entirely with a sparking, clear gel.

He moaned and sank back into the tub, thick almost gel-like liquid filled the tub. The fluid was mostly clear in color, though turned purple by the color of the tub, with golden sparks running through it. The sparks seemed almost electric, dancing about through the substance in quick jumps. The tub Zim was in, was more of a small pool than a tub, a deep purple in color, a large Irken symbol painted at the bottom in a bright magenta color. Since the walls were white, the glowing bath reflected it’s purple color on them, sending the entire room into a calming purple hue.

Zim’s eyes narrowed to cat slits as he lay there in the dark room. The only light came from the gel itself, emitting a clear, now turned purple, light. He loved this, especially after a long day of trying to take over the Earth. A good soak in mission goo was just what he needed to clean himself of all the human filth. He blurrily looked over and picked up a black device from the ground beside him, the tub having been built into the ground so it was lower than the Earth’s surface. The device was rectangular and looked suspiciously look an Irken remote controller.

Turns out that was exactly what it was.

Pressing a button, the entire purple-hued wall in front of him lit up, a soft whirring sound coming from it for a second before silencers block it. Credits roll by and then a human movie plays, a drama picked out by Gir when Zim sent him to the store….. He nearly brought back half the store as well but he got the job done never the less.

The movie began playing and Zim slipped lower into the mission goo, watching the movie intently. The main characters came out. A male and female obviously by the way their bodies were shaped. The went through the movie saying that they hate each other. Other characters showed up and they each seem to get angry when they saw the other with another character. The obvious feelings confused Zim. Why were they angry? Shouldn’t they want the other away from them if they hated each other? He glared angrily, as if blaming the movie for the human emotions. He watched the rest of it, not paying attention to the plot and just watching the humans interactions with each other…. Only one thing caught his eye, and it caught him off guard as well.

The male had just seen the female with another male and had taken her arm roughly, guiding her out of hearing range. This Zim understood… mostly. He still didn’t get why the male was so angry, but he understood not wanting to be overheard. The male thrust the female against a wall so she was facing him, her long blonde hair blowing unnaturally while his stayed the same…. Stupid human effects. She glared at him and said softly. “I hate you.” Hate. Still Zim understood. He knew a lot of hate. He hated not having enough power, and he had hated not having a purpose. He knew about hate.

What happened next blew his mind

Suddenly the male closed his eyes, and pressed his lips against the female’s. To Zim’s confusion, the female pressed back, making small noises as she did. They stayed in the position for about a minute. From Zim’s view, he could see their tongues moving about together, then slipping into each other’s mouths. Almost against his will, he stuck out his own tongue and looked at it. It was longer than the human’s, and snakelike. He flicked it back and forth in the air, mimicking the human’s actions. What did it mean? What were they doing?

He felt the mission goo finish entering his skin and he turned off the wall-screen, draining the rest of the goo. He stood up, waiting. After a second the mission goo begun pouring out of his skin, cleaning him inside and out. The liquid fell over his body like he was waterproof, leaving him completely dry as it drained. He got out tiredly. The bathing had felt good. He felt completely clean, as if all the filth since when he was a smeet had gotten rinsed away.

He idly remembered his first bathing experience on Earth. The mission goo had taken awhile to clean him so he had changed into his uniform and called the Tallests…. A bad idea. As soon as he had hung up, the goo had decided to come out, making him have to change his clothes again. All together it had wasted a lot of time…… but enough of that. He needed to find out what this strange human gesture meant…. But he didn’t want to go outside when he had just cleaned himself. Idly he pulled on his invader uniform and walked out of the bathing room, the light from the gel fading completely the second the door closed as the last of it trickled down the drain.

He was soooo glad the gel room didn’t count as Irken technology. It was more of a pleasure experience than anything, so the Tallests said he could use it. Probably thinking he could mull his fate over in the relaxing liquid…. They didn’t realize that he could find a new purpose without their help.

Outside, he found Gir waiting for him. He looked up at his master with wide eyes. “HOW DID YOU LIKE THE MOVIE!?!?!” he asked excitedly.

“Fine, fine.” Zim said, waving a hand dismissively. “Now Gir, I want you to think hard. I need something… something that will let me gather information while still not having to go outside myself.

The information retrieval unit banged on his head, thinking hard, his brain rattling around. Finally he looked up. “I DON’T KNOW!”

Zim nodded, deep in thought. “I would go myself…. But I just cleaned myself! I need no more of the human’s…. filth upon me until I have to…. But still….. Zim NEEDS to know!”

Suddenly it clicked and he looked at Gir with a sly smile on his face. “Gir, come here.” Gir happily toddled over. “Now listen closely. I need information about this strange human…. Behavior. I want you to go out and blend into your surroundings, gathering the information for me. Can you do that?”

Gir’s eyes flashed red and he saluted. “Yes, my master!” He walked over to the door and picked up the familiar green dog suit, slipping it on before walking out the door, leaving it to swing shut behind him.

Zim grinned and took out a walkie talkie. Since it was a part of Gir himself, he didn’t have to burn it with the rest of the technology. “Gir, Gir can you hear me?” The whistling of the meow mix commercial told Zim that he could. “Alright Gir, I want you to look around and see if there are any humans pressing their….” He shivered. “Speaking-parts together.”

Gir let out a squeal. “I FOUND ONE!!!” A screen extended out of Zim’s PAK and went fuzzy for a moment. Then all at once, he was seeing through Gir’s eyes. The image bouncing slightly, a human was smacking his lips together, getting ready to eat a human cow-meat.

Zim hit himself in the head. “Not his OWN lips, Gir!” Zim exclaimed angrily. “Pressing his lips against ANOTHER human’s.”

Gir giggled. “Oh, you mean a kiss?“ He giggled “There are two people having one right over there.”

The image turns, scenery flashing too fast too be seen before settling on two people doing what the humans had been doing in the movie. Zim watched carefully as the female slapped the male, getting up and stomping away, the male chasing after her. Suddenly he got it. Of course! It was so simple! You did this ‘kiss’ thing to people you hated! That’s why the humans in the movie looked so angry and emotional all the time. They hated each other’s guts!!! Feeling satisfied, he ordered Gir to return to the base.

Ignoring the disguised robot as he crashed through the window, Zim went over to the couch, feeling drained and tired but still happy. “Gir, watch over me as I conserve energy.” He lay out on the couch as Gir’s eyes flashed red and he saluted once again, going off to get an orange before returning and sitting down near the couch, setting the orange down and watching it intently.

Content, Zim closed his eyes, his PAK virtually shutting down. He curled up almost cat-like to conserve heat and felt the familiar blackness take him, falling into the Irken form of sleep.
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