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 |
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Disclaimer: I own nothing but Krill, The Mask, and the plot. Invader Zim and all related people, places, species, and things belong to Jhonen C Vasquez.
000
Zim lay down sideways on his own couch later that night. He and Dib had sat on the bed, talking and making out a bit more, for a couple hours before Zim left. He hadn’t wanted the Membranes to realize that he couldn’t eat human food, so he had left before the Professor had forced him to stay for dinner. It seemed like something the man would do. Zim sighed and crossed his legs over one another. How could he still like Dib? He liked Moth…right? Zim moaned and rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands.
“It’s so not fair!” He groaned. “I like two humans at once, I still have feelings for Krill…ugh!” He cried out again in frustration. It wasn’t like he could talk to anyone about it. He had no way of contacting home, and if he talked to Keef, he might break his promise and mention Dib’s name. Maybe he should talk to Moth? No! How could he even consider that? Moth might be hurt if he found out that Zim had made out with another guy! Then again, were he and Moth even together? Zim sighed. He couldn’t think. The quiet was bugging him. Maybe he’d go to The Mask again. Zim went into his bedroom and grabbed his mask, amplifier, and pepper spray. He adjusted the mask over his large eyes and tied it behind his head. Pushing the amplifier against his neck so it would stick, he pocketed the pepper spray and left the house.
000
The Mask was a bit crowded for a Monday. Apparently, people liked to chase away their Monday blues in beer, music, and laughter. Zim didn’t mind the noise. It was actually more beneficial to him than silence was. He could think better with noise. Zim took another swig of his drink. Maybe Moth would show up. Zim had to get his feelings cleared up with him, anyway. Sure, he wanted to be with Moth, but he couldn’t just avoid Dib. Zim felt a hand on his shoulder and turned. Moth was standing behind him, wearing his dark blue mask.
“Hey.” He greeted, kissing Zim. “What are you doing here on a Monday?”
“Oh, just hanging out.” Zim smiled. “I got bored at home…and a bit restless.”
“Restless?” Moth asked.
Zim nodded. “I had some thinking to do. For some reason, I can’t think well without noise.”
“Well, you came to the right place for that.” Moth said.
Zim laughed.
“What are you thinking about?”
“Well…” Zim paused. “I’m kind of falling for someone from Skool, but…I mean…us…”
“Yeah.” Moth’s smile faded a little bit. “I know what you mean.” He said.
“So…where do we go from here?”
“Well…” Moth paused. “Have you ever heard of the term, ‘club boyfriend’?”
Zim shook his head. “No. What’s that?”
“It’s kind of like what we are.” Moth said. “It’s when you hang out with one person in the club scene. It’s what happens when you fall for someone in a club, but you don’t hang together in the real world.”
“Real world?”
“The world outside The Mask. The world we’re born in.”
“Ah, okay.” Zim paused. “So are we…club boyfriends, then?”
“Would that be okay with you?” Moth asked. “I mean, I’d like to give us a shot.”
“That sounds great to me.” Zim smiled.
000
Dib arrived at school the next day to see his friends sitting on the steps as usual. He walked over with a slight flick of his wrist. Rob scooted over a bit to make room for Dib to sit on the bottom step.
“What’s up?” Torque asked. “I heard you invited Zim to your place.”
“Who told you?” Dib responded.
“Keef.” Rob said. “He’s still trying to convince us that you’re gay, I guess.”
“Ah.” Dib nodded once.
“So did you invite him over? Or is Keef just being dumb?” Sarah wondered.
“I invited him.” Dib shrugged one shoulder. “I mean, I figured it must get lonely at his place, seeing as he lives alone. You know?”
“So you asked him to hang out?” Brian wondered. “How sweet of you.”
Dib rolled his eyes, noting his friend’s sarcasm. “Thanks, Brian. I knew you’d like it.”
“So what did you guys do?” Zita asked.
“Just hung out in my room and talked. Played some computer games. Nothing much.”
“Talked?”
“He was telling me about his hometown and stuff. It’s not that big of a deal.”
“It must be if he made it a point to tell Keef.” Torque pointed out.
“They’re close.” Dib shrugged again. “They probably share a lot of information between them. The whole group probably does.”
“I don’t think that’s it, man.” Brian shook his head.
Dib looked over to where Zim and the others were sitting. Zim shyly wiggled his fingers at Dib, receiving a smile in return.
“Looks like you might have another leech.” Zita muttered.
“He’s not that bad.” Dib said. “Nothing like Keef.”
“For now.” Brian said. “He’s gonna become like him once he gets more used to the school.”
“I doubt that.” Dib sneered.
The others shared a look. Torque started to say something, but the bell cut him off.
“We’ll have to worry about it later.” Rob said. “Let’s go to homeroom. Wanna wait for your little friend, Dib?”
“Shut up.” Dib stood and went inside, the others following slowly behind.
000
Zim dug through his locker for his math textbook. He’d forgotten it when he was at his locker before homeroom, so he figured he’d get it before class. It was close by, anyway. He felt a finger tap his shoulder and looked over it.
“Oh, hey, Dib.” Zim greeted with a smile. He turned and shut his locker. Leaning on it, he spoke again. “What’s up?”
“Why’d you tell Keef about yesterday?” Dib asked.
“Oh…” Zim paused. “I-I didn’t know it was a secret.”
“It’s not.” Dib shook his head in denial. “But I didn’t think you’d tell him. He made it seem like a big deal to my friends. Like we were going out or something.”
Zim flushed. “Well, I know we aren’t.” He said. “And you know it too. So why care what others think?”
“I don’t, I just…” Dib paused. “You didn’t tell him we…” Dib looked around to make sure no one was close enough to hear him if he whispered. “…kissed…did you?”
“No, of course not.” Zim shook his head. “You were right. If I told him, the whole Skool would know. And if you’re not ready to come out, then I don’t wanna be the one that breaks the news.”
“I figured you wouldn’t say anything. Thank you, by the way.”
“You’re welcome.” Zim looked at the clock on the wall. “We should get going to class.”
“Yeah, I know.” Dib said. He waited for Zim to walk before joining his side. He clutched at his backpack strap with one hand. “You wanna hang out again?”
“Tonight?” Zim asked. “Sure. You know I have no life.” He laughed.
“Neither do I.” Dib shook his head.
“Sure you do. You have friends.”
“You do too.”
Zim flushed. “Touché.”
Dib laughed. “So…uh…about that kiss…uh…”
“That was no kiss.” Zim said. “It was more of a make-out session, I’d say.”
Dib flushed at Zim’s words. “Yeah, I guess you have a point.” He paused. “Sorry.”
“For?”
“That make-out session.”
“Don’t apologize.” A smirk played on Zim’s lips. “I already told you I like you.”
“I know you did.” Dib said. “But I don’t meant o lead you on or anything. I mean, I do have a sort of boyfriend.”
“I know.”
They were both silent for a minute. “So do you miss your friend from home?” Dib asked.
“Krill?” Zim wondered. “Yeah.”
“Krill?”
“Strange name, I know. I guess his parents were having cravings for seafood when they named him.”
Dib laughed. “I hope you never told him that.”
“No way.” Zim laughed. “He’d probably hate me if I did.”
The bell rang before they reached their classroom door.
“Crap.” Dib said. “What do you wanna do?”
“What do you mean?”
“We could either go in late or skip. What do you wanna do?”
“If we skip, your friends will think Keef’s right about us. If we go in together, they’ll think the same thing.” Zim said. “We lose either way.”
“Unless one of us goes in first.”
“Or one of us skips.”
“I’ve never skipped a class before.”
“Me neither.”
Then again, he’d never been to school before now.
“Wanna try it?”
“Fine by me.” Zim nodded.
They both turned and walked the other way.
“So where do we go?”
“We could hide out in the bathroom.” Dib said. “That’s what people did in middle school, anyway.”
“If you say so.” Zim shrugged.
“Or we could go to the lounge. You haven’t been there before, have you?”
Zim shook his head. Dib grasped his hand. “Let’s go then.”
Zim followed in the direction Dib was dragging him, not once trying to pull his hand free.
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