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Iz Moth (Uncensored and Complete)	By : PsychoHanyo Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > AU/AR-Alternate Universe-Alternate Reality Views: 3714 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim. All characters, locations, and themes thereof belong to Jhonen Vasquez. I make no money off of this fanfiction.

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PsychoHanyo: Hey there everyone! Sorry about the long wait, but here's the next chapter of Iz Moth (Uncensored) for your reading pleasure.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but Krill and the Mask. Invader Zim, Zim, Dib, Gir, Keef, and all related characters, themes, places, species, and names belong to Jhonen C Vasquez. I only own a lot of merch. I make no money off of this work.

000

Zim learned what the worst thing that could happen was, when the makeshift SIR Unit exploded on him. He took a step back and waved a hand at the smoke in front of him that resulted from the explosion. Zim coughed as the smoke dissipated. The ‘robot’ sat, lifeless, on the table before him. A few sparks shot out from wires, but that was the only sign that electricity had been flowing through.
“Okay.” Zim coughed. “So don’t connect the red and blue wires. Got it.” He picked up a screwdriver and loosened a screw to get into the inner workings of the robot. Wires crisscrossed over a motherboard that Zim had no idea as to the origins of. He hoped it would be enough, or at least have a speech function. Zim scanned over the wires, his ruby eyes shifting back and forth. He tried disconnecting and reconnecting some more wires, then turned it on. It sparked wildly and sent Zim flying, smoke billowing out again.
“Damn it!” Zim cursed, wiping across his eyes with the back of his arm.
The doorbell went off and Zim cursed again. He stood up, shook soot off of himself, and walked to the table. He turned the electricity off and put a sheet over the robot. Once it was hidden, he left the backroom and turned on his hologram. Zim went to the living room and pushed open the door, not bothering to check who was there through the peephole. Keef was standing behind it, his green eyes wide and practically glowing.
“Oh, hi, Keef.” Zim greeted.
“Hey, Zim!” Keef beamed. “Are you busy?”
“Not really.” Zim scratched the back of his head. “Why?”
“I wanna go back to that club we hung out at on the day we met. You wanna go with me?”
“Now?” Zim wondered. “Gee, Keef, this is really short notice, man. I…”
“I know it is. I’m sorry. It was just an impulse. But, I mean, you live alone. It’s not like your parents would say no, right?”
“No, but…” Zim sighed. “I really should be doing homework so I can hang out tomorrow.”
“Oh, yeah.” Keef flushed. “Sorry. I only had Mr. C’s math homework. I didn’t think you had more either. Sorry.”
“It’s okay.” Zim responded with a smile. “I’ll catch you tomorrow, okay?”
“Okay!” Keef smiled. “12, remember?”
“Noon.” Zim nodded.
“Okay, bye!”
Zim watched Keef turn and skip down the walkway, and then down the road. He sighed and shook his head, shutting the door behind him. Back to work.

000

Dib sat in the grass near where his friends were playing football with some other guys. The other boys looked like they went to a different school, but they could have gone to Skool and Dib just didn’t know them. He wasn’t really paying attention to who was winning. His thoughts were drifting more to Zim than the game. Did he have a crush on the other boy? He thought about Zim quite a lot, his friends were right. And it wasn’t a secret that he had been watching Zim pretty closely for the past few days. It wasn’t for any real reason, or so Dib thought, but it was obvious enough. And why in the world did he care if his friends believed Keef? He was gay, though he wasn’t ready to admit it to them. So why…?
“Yo, Dib!” Torque called his name. “Did you catch that play?”
“Huh?” Dib wondered. “Yeah, of course.”
“Well?”
“Uh…you’re out?” Dib offered.
The kids he didn’t know all shared looks and laughed.
“Wrong game, man.” Rob said, flushing.
“I’m gonna call that fair.” Torque said with a roll of his eyes. “Pay attention, ref!”
Dib gave him a sarcastic thumbs up. “You got it!”
He zoned out again as his friends went back to playing their game. Zim. Thoughts of the new boy kept intruding, no matter how much he tried to focus on other things. Maybe Dib had a crush on him, or at least a little interest. Maybe he could talk Zim into hanging out for a day…just to see if there was anything between them.
“Dib!” Torque called again. “Did you get that?!”
“Strike?” Dib wondered.
The others groaned.

000

Once noon came around the next day, Zim waited on the couch watching TV. He had completed the framework for the robot, but getting it to work without sparking was still an issue. Too bad he didn’t have good training in robotics. Or good knowledge of it, at least, considering he wasn’t trained to make the stuff he’d been selling. Speaking of, Zim wondered if his customers were upset about him not bringing anything to them, and not hearing from him. He wasn’t able to check his email because it wasn’t an intergalactic site. Humans didn’t have much of the stuff he was used to dealing with everyday. For instance, on Earth he no longer had a computer to get to do things for him. Back home, robotic arms would make his bed, throw his clothes in the hamper, and even dust his room at his command. A simple, ‘computer, could you…’ had the tasks done quickly. Now he had to do things on his own. A bit boring, but necessary, he supposed.
The doorbell rang and Zim shut off the TV. He walked over and opened the door to see Keef. Dressed in a button down shirt and black pants, he looked nothing like he did in school. His hair and eyes were as vibrant as ever, though.
“Heyya, buddy.” Keef grinned. “Ready to go?” He looked Zim over. “Looking fine…”
“Uh. Thanks…?” Zim flushed. “You look different.”
“Family function. I have to dress ‘appropriate’.” Keef rolled his eyes.
A horn honked.
“Keef, let’s go!” A male voice called from the SUV in front of Zim’s house. “Stop ogling your friend, would you?”
Keef rolled his eyes. “Coming, dad!” Keef yelled over his shoulder. “You ready to go, Zim?”
“Yeah.” Zim nodded. He locked the door and followed Keef to the black car that was waiting.
“You must be Zim.” Keef’s mom, or who Zim assumed was his mother, greeted Zim. “I’m Keef’s mother, and this is his father.”
“Nice to meet you, kid.” Keef’s dad grunted as the boys buckled up.
“Same here, sir.” Zim smiled.
“I like this one.” Keef’s dad said. “He has discipline. Not too many kids do.”
“I come from a military family, Sir.” Zim informed.
“So you’re taught to behave.” Keef’s dad looked at Zim in the rearview. “Good.”
No one spoke for a moment.
“Alright, there’s an elephant in the car that needs addressing.” Keef’s dad said after a while. “I have to ask you something, kid.”
“Yes, sir?” Zim wondered.
“Are you like Keef?”
“Gay?” Zim asked. He shook his head. “No, sir. I have a girlfriend back home.”
Keef seemed to sigh out in relief, but thankfully his parents didn’t seem to notice.
“Oh, you do?” Keef’s mom asked. “And what is the lovely young lady’s name?”
“Kr…Krissy.” Zim said.
He almost said ‘Krill’, but that didn’t seem like a human name. Then again, human names were pretty weird as well.
“Is that short for anything?”
“No.” Zim shook his head. “Her mother always loved the name Krissy. Her father wanted to name her Christina, but her mother argued that ‘Krissy’ didn’t work with ‘Christina’ because one was with a ‘K’ and the other was with a ‘C’.” Zim shrugged. “I heard their argument about it once. It was quite entertaining.”
“I hope you find our family that entertaining.” Keef giggled.
“Keef, please don’t giggle.” His father said.
“Sorry, dad, I can’t help it.” Keef giggled again before stopping. “I’m done.”
Zim chuckled.

000

Since being referee hadn’t gone well the day before, Dib had elected to stay home while his friends played another game in the park. As usual, his father was gone at work and not around. Gaz sat on one end of the living room couch playing her Game Slave and Dib sat on the other side. His back leaned up against the armrest as he flipped through his UFO-zine.
“Don’t you ever get tired of those things?” Gaz wondered.
“Don’t you ever get tired of your game?” Dib countered.
“There’s nothing boring about fighting the Vampire Piggies.” Gaz was completely serious as she answered.
“Okay, then.” Dib rolled his eyes. “Is that the only game you play? At least I get a new issue every month.”
“If I got a new game every month, we’d be in the poor house.” Gaz replied. “I don’t care how much money dad makes.”
“You should just work for a game store.” Dib said. “They give discounts to employees, I heard.”
Gaz raised an eyebrow and glared at him over the top of the gaming system in her hands. “You made me lose that level.” She sneered.
“Sorry.” The sarcasm in Dib’s voice was evident.
She growled and began the level again. “I hate you sometimes.” She muttered.
“Love you too, Gaz.” Dib rolled his eyes. “Why don’t you just go to Zim’s or something? You two get along pretty well.”
“Jealous?”
“What?” Dib flushed. “No!”
“Yeah, you are.”
“What makes you say that?”
“I can tell when you like someone, Dib, I’m not dumb.” Gaz rolled her eyes. “You do like him, don’t you?”
“We’re friends, sort of.”
“Not what I mean.”
“I’ve got a boyfriend, thank you. At the club.”
“What’s his name?”
“I don’t know his real name. He calls himself Iz.”
“And you call yourself…?”
“Moth.” Dib muttered softly.
“Iz and Moth, huh?” Gaz smirked. “Kind of cute.”
Dib rolled his eyes. “Why do you care anyway?” He slid further down into the couch’s plush.
“I don’t. But if I have to give you a reason, its cause Zim is my friend. And if you like him, I think I have a duty to tell him that.”
“He’s not gay.” Dib shook his head. “And I am, but I don’t want him, of all people, knowing. What if he says something?”
“To who? I know you’re gay, Keef suspects it, and no one else in the group really cares.” Gaz rolled her eyed.
“But if word gets out to my friends…or dad?” Dib sighed. “I don’t even know how he’d react to it, and I’d rather have him be the first to know, other than you.”
Gaz shrugged. “Not my problem.”
They didn’t speak for a long time, Gaz’s video game providing most of the noise.
“So…does he like me?” Dib asked.
“Huh?”
“Zim. Does he like me? Is that why you’re asking if I like him?”
“Not that I know of.” Gaz shook her head. “He’d tell me, I’d think, if he did.”
“Oh.”
“Do you like him?”
“Well…a bit, I guess.” Dib flushed. “I mean, he’s cute and all…but…look, I have Iz. I don’t need anyone else.”
“If I get this whole underground club scene thing right, having a boyfriend in the club doesn’t mean you’re seeing one another outside of it, right?”
“Well, with a club boyfriend, no. You only date in the club. You’re not exclusive. I don’t know if me and Iz are club boyfriends, though…”
“You called him your boyfriend.”
“He’s the closest thing I got, let’s leave it at that.” Dib shrugged. “We’re more like a casual hookup than anything.”
“Hookup?”
“Yeah, yeah, get it out of your system.” Dib’s flush was red as a strawberry.
“So you…?”
“Sleep together? Yeah.” Dib hid behind his magazine. “I mean, only a couple times, but…”
“Do you have feelings for him?”
“I have sex with him, Gaz. Of course I do.”
“And how do you think he feels about you?”
“We both say ‘I love you’ a lot, so…” Dib flushed. “I think he does. We haven’t discussed being boyfriends or anything.”
“If you want to be, I’d say go for it. Worst he can do is say he’s not ready for that.”
“Yeah, I guess.”
Iz being his boyfriend…? It sounded so…right…
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