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Keefvine (UNEDITED)	By : PsychoHanyo Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > AU/AR-Alternate Universe-Alternate Reality Views: 1082 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Invader Zim or anyone/anything form it. They belong to Jhonen C. Vasquez. I make NO money off of this fic. Keyvine IS mine, however.

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PsychoHanyo: Sorry it's been so long since I first posted, everyone! I kind of forgot I put it up on AFF ^^"

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Invader Zim or anything from it. That belongs to jhonen C Vasquez. I DO own Keyvine, but he doesn't appear yet.

000

Of course, Gaz had won out and Bloaty's Pizza Hog was the chosen family night location. Zim shied away from the purple animatronic squid that came up to him and started dancing. Dib knew they freaked him, though he didn't know exactly why, and wrapped his arms around his boyfriend. "It's just a robot, Zim." He whispered into Zim's hidden antennae. "You deal with those at home, don't you?"

Zim nodded, realizing just how foolish he was being. This thing was by no chance as advanced or deadly as a SIR unit. So why be afraid of it? Besides, Zim was working on his own robot. He could handle these sad excuses for machinery.

With that thought in mind, Zim pulled from Dib and settled for just holding his hand for any comfort he might have needed otherwise.

"Don't like robotics, Zim?" Professor Membrane asked. "A shame. You might make a good scientist if it wasn't for that. Concerning your grades and all."

"…Thanks?" Zim asked, still a bit disturbed that the Professor read his report card before Zim got the chance to. "I don't mind them but these…something's off. Their matrixes are off, actually. Maybe that's it. That one's lopsided." Zim pointed to the squid.

It seemed annoyed by him and rolled off to bother some screaming baby. A man in a white and red striped shirt bounded over.

"Welcome to Bloaty's Pizza Hog!" He said, the pig-shaped hat bouncing on his head. "Is it just the four of you today?"

"Just four, thank you." The Professor agreed.

The waiter eyed Dib and Zim's linked hands a bit suspiciously, but the smile never left his face. "Follow me, then. I'll get you settled in a nice booth, Professor." The waited bounded off to a table as the Membrane party followed him.

"Whatever you guys want on it is fine by me." Professor said.

"Can I start you off with drinks, everyone?" The waiter asked.

"Just a pitcher of water, please." The Professor said.

"Uh…" Zim started to protest.

"Dad, no water pitcher." Gaz came to Zim's rescue. "Poop cola." She told the waiter.

"Make it two." Dib informed.

"Three." Zim added."

"I guess just a glass of water for me, then."

"Thank you!" The waiter wrote down their drinks. "I'll be back in a few minutes with your drinks!" He bounced away again.

"He's very happy." Zim muttered, looking over the menu that was built into the table.

"They try to be." Gaz said. "I think they threaten them with tasers and cattle prods at the beginning and end of their shifts." She smirked.

"Gaz, please. No talk of torture at the table." Professor Membrane said. His goggles lit up and he pressed a button on the machine on his arm. "Yes, Simmons?"

"I wish there was a no work at the table policy too." Gaz muttered.

"He's always like this, you know that." Dib argued, rolling his eyes. "What do you want on it, Zim?"

"Anything that's not meat."

"It is so hard to live with a vegetarian." Gaz muttered.

"So half whatever you want on top, Gaz, and half plain for Zim and me." Dib offered.

"Pepperoni."

"Fine."

Professor Membrane finished up his call. "So has everyone decided what they want?"

"Half cheese, half pepperoni." Dib informed.

"Are you a vegetarian, Zim?" Professor Membrane asked. "Because I noticed that you don't eat a lot of meat."

"I'm surprised you even noticed that." Dib accused his dad.

"Yeah, I was raised vegetarian."

"Of course, of course. We'll respect your wishes to stay that way, then." Professor Membrane nodded. "So how is school going? Everyone getting along? No fighting?"

"Dib's coming to the GLASS meeting next time." Gaz said.

Nobody said a word as the waiter dropped off their drinks and took their orders. Once he bounded away, Gaz spoke again. "And we're making plans to do something for the carnival."

"The carnival, hm?" Membrane nodded. "I hope they're not going to do anything illegal…that Keef boy seems to be a bit of a loose cannon."

"Zim keeps him in line." Dib informed, taking a sip of his soda. "He behaves more when Zim's around. Trying to impress him, I guess."

"That might be a good thing. A boy like him needs structure." Membrane nodded. "So what else is new around school?"

"There's a new kid coming next week." Zim said.

"Oh?"

"Yeah, a guy."

"We think it's going to be Keef's next flame." Dib laughed. "He seems to have a crush on ever guy that walks through the door as a transfer."

Membrane shook his head. "That boy needs to find a nice boyfriend and settle down. Like you two."

Zim started choking on his soda. Dib lightly slapped his back to help him, until Zim waved him off. "I'm fine." He said. "What do you mean by 'settle down'?"

"Well, you two are together, and you haven't had crushes on any other guys since you hooked up, have you?"

"Of course not." Dib said. "Not since the whole 'Iz and Moth' incident."

Zim kicked his shin. "I thought we weren't mentioning that anymore?" He asked.

"Sounds like someone won't be getting any tonight." Gaz smirked.

Dib gave her a look and Zim flushed.

"Who are 'Iz' and 'Moth', anyway?" Professor asked.

"Zim and Dib's stupid alter-egos they made up for some club thing." Gaz informed. "Morons didn't realize that they were dating each other inside and outside of the club."

Zim gave her a look. "How did you know?"

"You two are pretty loud at night." Gaz informed. "I know you think I'm sleeping, but you wake me up. Zim could shatter glass."

"Gee, thanks."

"Well, I assume you'd bottom, so I figured it was you."

"This is a lovely dinner-time discussion." Professor Membrane informed, taking a drink from his water.

"Blame Zim. He asked." Gaz said.

"Shut up." Zim laughed.

"Excuse me?"

The waiter walked over with the pizza. "Here's the pizza you or-dered!" He sang. "Enjoy!" Once he'd bounced off again, they began to eat.

"I think we met Keef's real soul mate." Zim muttered.

Laughter.

000

Once the weekend came around, Zim and his friends were wiped out from both the week's adventures, and Keef's blabbering about the new guy and how cute he probably was. They didn't have a name to call him by yet, so they just called him 'the new kid'. A little lame on their part, but fitting nonetheless. Zim tapped on the on-board keyboard in his Voot Runner. It was an old Irken ship his mother had let him buy when he turned 13, and therefore able to obtain a license for driving it. Dib had let him keep it in the garage when he moved in, since Professor Membrane never went in the garage anyway. Apparently, it was easier for him to peel out of the driveway quickly then it was for him to have to backup out of the garage first. So he parked in the driveway. He hadn't found the ship yet, which was good. He'd ask questions that Zim was afraid to answer. What if he decided he wanted to dissect him? That wouldn't be good.

Dib sat next to Zim in the passenger seat, watching Zim click on the keys with unfamiliar writing on them as though it was the most fascinating thing he'd ever seen.

"You need to teach me to read Irken." Dib informed Zim.

"Yeah." Zim nodded, not really listening to his boyfriend. "That weird signal I picked up the other day is gone."

"Oh yeah?" Dib asked. "When did you notice this?"

"A few days ago." Zim shrugged one shoulder.

His computer's tracking device was programmed to recognize any vessels, Irken or not, in the immediate area. The ship had started beeping wildly one night when the Professor wasn't home and, thankfully, had only awoken Zim. Dib and Gaz both slept like rocks, and the neighbors seemed to do the same. The ship had found a vessel's power signature 10,000 miles away from Earth. A far distance for old technology to catch. Even if it was Irken. The signature seemed to get closer every night, but it had vanished three days prior.

"Do you think it passed us?" Dib asked.

"I haven't heard of any alien sightings on the news, so probably."

"I'm sure Mysterious Mysteries would have put something up on their site, but the last log is about Bigfoot from two months ago."

Zim tapped his chin. "Then again, it was pretty far out. I'm surprised my ship even caught it."

"So our Earth scanners may have just missed it then? And it probably didn't register when it landed."

"If it did. I'm running a scan with the computer now to see if there's any alien power signatures out there. It's picking up one a few blocks down, but the signal is faint." Zim nodded once. "If I had to guess, they were leaving or covering up their presence so they wouldn't be detected."

"Can you tell what species it might be?"

"All signs point to Irken."

A lump caught in Dib's throat. "You're Irken."

Zim nodded. "I'm fully aware of that, Dib, yes."

"Could it be someone your mother sent out looking for you?" Dib asked. "To bring you home?"

"They would have gotten to your house by now." Zim blushed. "I'd forgotten to hide my power trail when I got here. It should be really faint if it's still there, but any Irken scanners can pick it up."

"So someone might know you're here then?" Dib ran a hand through the ebony locks on his head. "Just great."

"If they know I'm here, like I said, they'd have followed the trail here already." Zim shook his head. "This person is either just stupid or not interested in finding me."

"What would they be after then? You're far from here, right?"

"Six months, without Hyperdrive." Zim shrugged. "Worst case scenario, it's an Invader."

"Invader? That doesn't sound good."

"Invaders do just what their title says. They invade other planets to conquer for the empire." Zim explained. "I was trained as one for a bit, but they didn't think I was 'fit' enough. I think mom had something to do with it, but that's something for another day. Our best scenario, if it is an Invader, it's Krill and I can talk him out of invading."

"Who?"

"Krill's a…friend of mine from back home. We were together for a day or so, and I got in trouble for him. He left for his military base before I ran off. I just missed him."

"I'm sorry."

Zim shrugged. "I'm over it." He laughed. "I've got you, what more do I need?"

Dib leaned over and kissed Zim's temple, before capturing the Irken's lips in his own. "Mm." Zim moaned, as the computer beeped.

Zim pulled away, reluctantly, and read the screen. "It's not coming up with anything. I think we're good for now. It could have just been space junk. Someone probably had something on their ship that they shouldn't have and dumped it out the airlock when they thought they'd get caught. One of my customers, knowing my luck."

"Uh…"

"I sell things."

Dib nodded. He pulled Zim close and pressed his lips to the younger boy's collarbone. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

"You know…we never really did finish what we wanted to do the other day."

"I'm not having sex in my ship."

"Our room's upstairs."

"You mean that your room is upstairs."

"You sleep in my room enough. I think it's more 'ours' then anything right now."

Zim laughed.

"I guess." He pulled from his boyfriend and climbed out of the side of the ship. "Let's go, then."

Dib followed, shutting the ship with a push of a button on the side. As they went into the house, neither noticed the beeping coming from the ship. Had they noticed, they would have seen a hundred little green dots slowly coming towards the Earth.
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