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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! Welcome to the first Iz Moth (Uncensored) posting of the new year! Yay!

Disclaimer: Invader Zim and all related places, people, themes, items, and plots belong to Jhonen C Vasquez. Krill, The Mask, and the plot belong to me. I make NO money off of this.

000

Zim twirled his fork through the grayish green mass that the school had deemed was okay to serve as a lunch. Human food was disgusting in and of itself, but this thing was worse. It smelled funny and Zim swore it had hissed at him when he first touched it with a fork. The others seemed to actually tolerate putting the gruel in their systems, but Zim found it unhealthy, in more ways then one. Keef cocked his head at Zim.
“Something wrong, Zim?” He asked.
“This stuff is disgusting.” Zim said, motioning his head towards the food.
As soon as the words left his mouth, a part of the gruel formed a tentacle-like appendage and swatted it at him. Zim jumped out of his seat as the food hissed at him.
“Never dis the school food.” Gretchen giggled, trying to ignore the looks the table was getting.
“Nice work.” Gaz muttered, pressing the buttons on her Gameslave rapidly.
“So how was the reunion?” Gretchen looked at Keef.
“It was okay.” He shrugged. “I was sick for most of it though.”
“And I ran away from rain.” Zim added, sitting down carefully.
The food hissed at him again, so he stabbed it with his fork. It yipped in pain and slithered off the plate and down to the floor. Zim watched the mass crawl out of the double doors to the cafeteria.
“What the hell is in that?” He asked.
“Best not to know.” Morla said. “So why did you run away from rain?”
“Sometimes the pollutants in it bother my skin.” Zim said. “It was a knee-jerk reaction.”
“You got the jerk part right.” Gaz said.
The others giggled.
“Not nice, Gaz.” Keef scolded. He clapped his hands once. “Okay, so who wants to go out clubbing Saturday night? I can find some real cool gay bars!”
“I’m in!” Gretchen grinned, showing off her braces.
“Me too.” Melvin said, giving her a high-five.
“Morla? Dirge?”
“I might be busy.” Morla said. “I’ll check.”
“I guess.” Dirge shrugged. “Maybe I’ll find someone interested in my web fish toes.”
“I’ve told you before.” Gaz snarled, looking up at him. “You have to stop doing that! No one cares!”
“Yeah, Dirge, keep it to yourself.” Keef giggled. “So what about you, Gaz?”
“I have better things to do then go ogle gay men.” Gaz rolled her eyes. “I’ll be staying home.”
“Zim?” Keef looked hopeful.
“Sorry.” Zim shook his head. “I’m hanging out with my brothers. They’re gonna come into town to check up on me.”
“Can we meet them?”
“Uh…” How was he going to pull this off? “They kind of like their privacy. The fact that they’re coming here is a miracle in and of itself. They aren’t staying long, anyway.”
“Oh.” Keef sighed. “Are they really coming? Or is that just an excuse?”
“It’s both.”
Gretchen giggled to herself.
“So you’re a ‘no’.” Keef sighed. “You never want to do anything with the group!” He complained, leaning over the table at Zim. “Are you hiding something?”
“Nothing at all.” Zim looked right into Keef’s bright green eyes. “I promise.”
“You sure?”
“You’re too close.”
Gaz yanked Keef back by the belt. He made a squeak noise as he fell back into the chair. “You didn’t have to do that.” He told her.
“That’s why I did it.”

000

After school let out, Dib slowly trudged down the hallway, not watching where he was going. He hit something solid. “Oh, sorry!” He apologized.
“It’s fine.” The person he hit responded.
Dib looked up, startled, and readjusted his glasses. “Oh, hi, Zim.” He flushed. “I didn’t mean to do that.”
“It’s okay.” Zim chuckled with a smile. “In a rush to get out of here?”
“Yeah, a little bit.” Dib laughed. “What about you? In a rush to go home?”
“Not really.” Zim shrugged. “No one home to go to.”
“Sorry. I forgot you live alone.” Dib flushed. “What’s it like? Being on your own all the time?”
“It’s…” Zim paused. How could he best describe it? “It’s quiet, for one thing. A bit boring, though. I only get contact with people when I’m here…or around town…”
“That must suck.”
“Only…a lot.” Zim laughed.
Dib smiled softly. “If it’s any consolation, it’s normally just me and Gaz at home.”
“I thought you lived with your dad?”
“We do, but he’s always working.”
“Oh, okay.” Zim nodded. “I understand. That sucks too.”
“Yeah, I know.” Dib smiled softly.
“Well, I should let you go, since you’re in a hurry and all. The others left, so I think Gaz went home too.”
“Oh, yeah, I shouldn’t let her go alone. Dad gets mad if I do and he finds out, so…”
“I’d run then.”
“Yeah. See you tomorrow?”
“Yup.” Zim nodded.
Dib started to walk past him, but he stopped. “Hey, uh…”
“Yeah?”
“If you ever get bored and wanna…I don’t know, stop by or something…”
“Oh…uh…” Zim flushed. “Thanks, uh…but I don’t know…”
“Where I live? Yeah, uh…” Dib pulled a pen from his pocket and walked back to Zim. He took the other boy’s hand and wrote an address on it. “It’s not far uh…but here.”
“Thanks.”
Dib held Zim’s hand for a couple minutes longer before Zim slowly pulled it back. “Any time.”
They started to go their separate ways, but Dib stopped again. “Hey, Zim?”
“Yeah?”
“You wanna just come over now?” Dib asked. “I mean, you can learn how to get there if you go with me.”
“Oh…sure…thanks.” Zim joined Dib’s side and they left together.

000

Zim followed Dib inside the two story house that he assumed was his home. It was only about ten minutes from the school.
“So…this is it.” Dib said, moving his arms from his sides in a, ‘here you go’ gesture. “Welcome to casa Membrane.”
“Thanks.” Zim laughed, though he had no idea what in the world a ‘casa’ was. House, maybe? It made sense.
Gaz walked in from the kitchen, playing her game as usual. “Who in the world are you talking to?” She asked.
“Him.” Dib pointed to Zim with his thumb.
Gaz looked up and then back to her game. She quickly looked back up as her thumb hit another button.
“What are you doing here?” She asked.
“He invited me.” Zim said with a small smile.
Gaz raised an eyebrow at Dib. “Oh?”
Dib shrugged and flushed.
“I’ll leave you two to yourselves then.” Gaz went up the stairs.
“Uh…so…what do you wanna do?”
“Anything’s fine with me.” Zim responded softly.
“Uh…we can go up to my room?”
“Sure.”
Before they could go anywhere, the front door opened. Dib and Zim both turned. A tall man with black hair and a lab coat walked in. His eyes were obscured by goggles and his mouth was hidden by the collar of the lab coat.
“Hey, dad.” Dib said slowly. “Uh…I have a friend over.”
“Oh, hello there, Torque.” Dib’s father said, obviously not paying much attention.
“I’m not Torque.” Zim responded.
“Oh, sorry there Brian.”
“Not Brian either.” Zim giggled against the back of his hand.
“My bad, Rob.”
“Wrong again.”
Dib was trying not to laugh, but he was failing at that. “Dad, this is Zim.” He said. “The new kid.”
Dib’s father finally looked at Zim good enough to realize that he wasn’t anyone he knew.
“Sorry about that, son.” He said. “I’m Professor Membrane. Dib and Gaz’s father.” Membrane walked over and offered his hand to Zim
Zim blinked. “Pleased to meet you, sir.” He said with a smile. “I’m Zim, but uh…I guess you already knew that.” He shook his hand, assuming that was what the human had wanted. Irkens didn’t do that sort of thing. They bowed or saluted, depending on who it was. The Professor chuckled. “You have a sense of humor, I see.” He said. “Will you be staying for dinner?”
“Oh, I don’t want to intrude.” Zim said. “I’m just visiting.” Not like he could actually eat the food anyway, whatever it was they were planning on having.
“Oh, nonsense. It’s no trouble at all! Perhaps we could share some Super Toast!”
Dib slapped himself on the forehead. “Sorry, Zim.” He said. “That’s one of my dad’s inventions.”
“It’s okay.” Zim laughed a bit. “It’s hard not to get excited over something you made, especially if it’s successful.”
“You got that right, Zim.” The Professor nodded. “Now, I insist that you stay for dinner.”
“I can’t.”
“Come on, Zim.” Dib grabbed his wrist. “I know you’re in no rush to go home.”
“No, but…” Zim paused. “I don’t wanna be a bother…”
“It’s no bother if you’re invited.” The Professor said. “Why are you not in a hurry to get home?”
“I…uh…” Zim didn’t know whether to tell the man or not, but he didn’t want to lie either. “I live alone.”
“Alone? But you’re only in high school.”
“It’s a long story, sir.”
“Well why don’t you go get some of your stuff and stay here for a few days?” The Professor offered. “It’s really not safe for someone your age to live alone.”
“Oh, no, no, I couldn’t!” Zim put his hands up and shook his head quickly. “Thank you, but I’m fine!”
“I insist.”
“I have to decline.” Zim said. “I don’t mean to argue, but…”
“Nonsense, it’s nothing.”
“Dad, if he says no, then he means no.” Dib rolled his eyes. “Don’t push it.”
“Alright, alright.” The Professor sighed. “But if you ever change your mind, Zim…”
“Thank you.”
The Professor pressed something on the side of his goggles. “Yes?” He asked. He left into the kitchen.
“I’m sorry. Dad’s very pushy, the few times he comes home.”
“You should meet my brothers.” Zim laughed.
“Maybe I can one day?”
“Maybe.” Zim nodded.
Dib smiled at him and leaned a bit closer. “And just when might that be?”
“I don’t know.” Zim shrugged. “One of these days.”
Dib winked. “Let’s go up to my room. My computer’s in there.”
“Oh…sure…”
Dib grabbed Zim by the hand and led him upstairs. Zim couldn’t help but notice how their fingers intertwined.

000

Up in his room, Dib flopped down on his bed. Zim sat next to him, leaning his back against the wall.
“So…uh…music?” Dib asked, picking up a small remote from his nightstand.
“Sure.” Zim shrugged.
Dib pressed a button on the remote and his laptop lit up. Music started playing from the speakers. It was in Japanese, so he skipped to the next song, doubting that Zim liked it. “Anything in particular?”
“Not really.” Zim shook his head. “So…uh…what do you wanna do?”
“I don’t know.” Dib shrugged and sat up. He moved over to sit next to Zim. “What’d you think of math today?”
“Math class?” Zim asked. “I think I fell asleep, as usual. No offense to Mr. C, but…math just bores the crap out of me.”
“Yeah, really.” Dib laughed. “I might have slept, too.”
Zim chuckled. “So…you just wanted to talk about math?” He asked.
“Well, no…” Dib paused. “How are you adjusting to the school?”
“Not bad, I guess. I mean, I have friends, so I’m not miserable…”
Dib nodded. “Well, that’s good.”
“You always went to his school?” Zim didn’t seem to know what to say.
“Yeah.” Dib nodded again. “Since kindergarten.”
“Cool.”
The song on the computer changed to an upbeat love song. Dib blushed. He hadn’t meant for anyone to ever hear that. Looks like the wrong playlist was set.
“Wow…I uh…” Zim paused. “Never would have thought you listened to this kind of stuff.”
“Yeah…I-I know.” Dib’s blush deepened.
“Cool.”
“It is?”
“Yeah.” Zim nodded. “I mean…you don’t really come across as the sensitive type, you know? But yet you are. Cool.”
Dib smiled. “Thanks.” He said. “I got a couple more songs. I usually don’t have this playlist going when people are here.”
“Why not? Why hide what kind of music you like?”
“Well…I’m straight…and…” Dib paused. There was no harm in telling just Zim…right? “I…I kind of…wanna tell you…something…but I don’t know…how you’ll respond…”
“I won’t pass judgment about anything.” Zim shrugged. “So you don’t have to worry about that. And what does it matter what I think, anyway?”
“I guess you have a point.” Dib said, shifting a bit closer to Zim. He couldn’t help but notice that the other boy had gotten closer as well. “Well…it’s…I’m not like everyone thinks.”
“No?”
“Well…I’m…”
Dib felt Zim’s hand on his shoulder. He looked up into the boy’s smiling face. “Yeah?”
“Gay.” Dib said, feeling a flood of relief come over him at the word. It was so right, when he thought about it.
“Cool.” Zim said. “You were worried how I’d respond to that? I mean…I’m in GLASS, you know.”
“Yeah, but…” Dib sighed. “So what do you think?”
“I think it’s pretty cool that you decided to come out to me.” Zim said. “If I’m the first one you told, that is.”
“Gaz is, actually, and then dad. But you’re the first outside of the family.” Dib hugged his knees to his chest. “I wanna tell the others, but I’m a bit afraid to.”
“They’re your friends. And if you are as close as it seems to me, then they won’t care. I know they believe Keef sometimes. Torque mentioned it.”
“He would.” Dib paused. “Don’t tell Keef, okay? Cause if he knows, the whole Skool will know.”
Zim chuckled. “Yeah, you have a point.” He agreed. “I wouldn’t tell anyway. It’s your decision. It took me a while to feel comfortable enough to come out to my brothers, and…”
“You’re gay?” Dib asked. “I mean, I never would have figured.”
Zim shrugged. “You never know.” He said. “But…yeah, I am.” Zim sighed. “It’s not that I’m ashamed or anything, I just…I mean…”
“People are very close minded around here? Yeah, I know.”
“Yeah.”
They sat in silence for a few minutes.
“So…you have a boyfriend back home?” Dib asked.
“No.” Zim shook his head. “Well… I did…he had to go back to his military base. We’d only known each other for a couple days. But I went and got myself in trouble for him…”
“Hm?”
“I left the house when I was grounded, because my dad said it was okay. He hadn’t talked to mom about it, so I didn’t really have permission.”
“Why does it matter if he told your mom or not?”
“Mom’s the one that grounded me.”
“Oh.”
Zim shrugged. “I guess it’s safe for me to assume you don’t have a boyfriend, either?”
Dib shook his head. “There is someone I like, though…”
“Does he like you, too?”
“I think so. We hang together every weekend.” Dib said, feeling his heart swell at the thought of Iz. Were his feelings for the boy, whose true identity was unknown, really that strong?
“Oh.”
“Why?”
“Oh, just curiosity.” Zim flushed.
Dib noticed that they were touching shoulders. They had unconsciously moved closer to one another while talking. “I thought maybe you liked me or something.” Dib laughed.
“A bit.”
“Huh?”
Zim smiled softly. “Don’t make me repeat it please.”
Dib raised an eyebrow. “I…”
They both moved closer, lips hovering inches from one another’s. Dib made a decision and closed his eyes before leaning forward to capture Zim’s lips in his own. The spark that shot through his body was intense, almost as sharp as the one Dib felt when he and Iz first kissed. Dib opened one eye a bit to see if Zim’s eyes were closed or not. To his relief, they were. Zim’s lips moved against his own and Dib felt like he was in pure bliss. They separated for air, only a little ways from one another. Dib’s lips were slightly parted and he quickly closed them.
“Wow.” He said.
“I…” Zim trailed.
Dib smirked and kissed him again.
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