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Iz Moth (Uncensored and Complete)	By : PsychoHanyo Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > AU/AR-Alternate Universe-Alternate Reality Views: 3716 -:- 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! And welcome to another update of Iz Moth! We're getting closer and closer to the end as the weeks go on. But there IS a sequel in progress that will come out after this. Anyway, I'll stop rambling and get to the fic. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Invader Zim and all related characters, places, and themes belong to Jhonen C Vasquez. I only own the plot, the Mask, and Krill. I make NO MONEY off of this.
000
            “This is the room, right?” Dib wondered, adjusting the collar of his trench coat to cover the hickey that Zim had oh-so-generously left.
“Yeah.” Zim nodded, running his tongue over his bottom lip. “Ready?”
“Ready.” Dib nodded.
They grasped hands and Zim pushed the door open. The instant the door opened, confetti and shouts of ‘surprise’ greeted them. Zim watched the little shard of paper and streamers float down around them. Someone was using a bubble machine and another person was using a smoke machine. Oh, wouldn’t Purple love that? Too bad Zim’s brother wasn’t there. Red would hate it. He liked lasers more. Thankfully, Zim didn’t see any lasers floating around.
“Welcome to GLASS, Dib!” Keef greeted, pouncing on the darker haired male.
“W-what?” Dib took a step back as Keef knocked into him. He was obviously stunned into submission, because he wasn’t moving otherwise.
“Screw that.” Another voice said. “Welcome out of the closet.”
Other snickered. Zim recognized the voice. “Torque?” He wondered.
Torque was sitting on a desk with Rob, Brian, Sarah, Zita, and Jessica surrounding him. Torque gave a half wave by flinging his wrist.
“Hey.” He greeted.
“What are you doing here?” Dib asked, recovering from Keef. “You’re not in GLASS.”
“You seemed so down and out.” Zita said. “We wanted to throw a party to surprise you!”
Sarah trudged over. Though she was smiling, her demeanor showed that she still wasn’t over the fact that the guy she liked was really gay. She held a cake to Dib. “Blow it out.” She said. “It’s hot.”
Dib gave her a small smile and blew out the candle on the cake. “Glad you’re finally out of the closet.” He read the icing. “Thanks.”
“That’s not the only surprise we’ve gotten this week.” Keef rubbed Dib’s neck, where the hickey was.
Both Dib and Zim flushed at that. “S-shut up!” Dib ordered, covering the mark.
The others snickered.
“Wait.” Rob said. “Weren’t you two together all day?”
“Yeah.” Dib answered.
“So?” Zim asked.
“So…where did that come from?”
All eyes turned to Zim. “What?” He wondered, playing innocent.
There was silence until Keef squealed. “Seriously!?” He wondered. “This calls for a celebration of great proportion!”
“I didn’t know you knew big words like that, Keef.” Gaz muttered, not looking up from her Game Slave. What else was new?
“Oh, stop, Gaz!” Keef waved his hand. “Gretchen! Kick up the tunes and let’s get this party started!”
There was silence in the room for a few moments, with all eyes on Keef, before Gretchen turned the music on. Pop music started playing loudly, reverberating off of the walls and making Zim’s antennae quiver in pain. He looked to Dib. “You might as well take your hand off of that. Everyone knows.” He said.
Dib glared at him. “Whatever.” He laughed, removing his hand.
“I’m gonna get a drink. Want something?”
“Uh…sure. Just a cola, please.”
“Two colas. Got it.” Zim smiled. He left Dib and went toward the refreshment table.
Torque and his crew were at Dib’s side the instant Zim left.
“So when did you and Zim happen, huh?” Zita wondered. “Details!”
“Uh…” Dib flushed. “Let me ask you guys something, first. Why in the world were you avoiding me the past few days?”
“So we could plan the party.” Jessica grinned, flipping her long hair behind her shoulder. “It wouldn’t be fun if you knew all about it. We wanted to surprise you.”
“I think we did a good job of that!” Brian said, shoving Dib gently. “A real deer-in-headlights look, man. I know people say that a lot, but you were the closest I’ve ever seen!” he imitated Dib’s facial expression, making Rob shove him into a desk.
“Stop it, man, give him a break!” Rob ordered with a laugh. “We caught him off guard. It happens, sometimes.”
Dib cracked a small smile. “I guess.” He said. “If you guys were really just avoiding me so I wouldn’t find out about this, then I feel like an ass.”
“Why you say that?” Zita cocked her head to the side.
“Well…I thought you guys were…mad at me or something.”
“Mad at you for what?” Torque asked. “Being…?”
Dib nodded slowly. “Yeah.”
“Dude, you’re our friend.” Torque said. “We told you that we don’t care, and we meant it.”
“I’m a little bummed because it means I’ll never have you,” Sarah added, “but I’ll get over it. We’ve been friends since Elementary Skool. Why would we suddenly ditch you for no real reason?”
“I don’t know.” Dib sighed. “I guess…when I came out…I was expecting the worst. I was expecting to be pushed away, to be called insane or something. I expected you guys to say that I was a fool for being gay, that there’s no way I could really be gay. Or that you just wouldn’t take me seriously and think it was a big joke. And it isn’t. I’m gay. And that’s that.”
“We know that’s that.” Brian said. “It’s not like a person can switch on and off their sexuality. You’ve been gay for a while, haven’t you?”
“Yeah.” Dib nodded. “Gaz was the only one to know, though. Dad only found out a few weeks ago.”
“And he was okay with it?”
“Surprisingly.”
They laughed as Zim rejoined them. “Glad to see you’re all getting along again.” He smiled, handing Dib his drink.
“Thanks, Zim.” Dib gave him a light peck on the lips.
“You two are so sweet!” Jessica squealed. “Why can’t you guys be like that?” She looked accusingly at Torque, Brian, and Rob.
“Hey, I’m sweet.” Rob said, pointing to himself.
Jessica rolled her eyes. “Not that sweet, you’re not.” She said. “I expect a kiss like that.” She offered him her cheek.
“Jess…we’re in public…” Rob blushed.
“You’re blushing!” Torque laughed.
“You’re not off the hook either, you!” Zita wagged her finger at him and offered her cheek as well.
Torque sighed and kissed her. She squealed and threw her arms around his neck. Dib looked at Zim and they snickered.
000
            Dib flopped down on his bed and Zim sat in the chair once they got back to the Membrane household. Gaz had ditched the boyfriends to go in her room and continue to play her Game Slave. It was almost five in the afternoon, but Zim lived alone, so he didn’t have parents to tell him what time to be home. As for Dib, his father was always at work, so there was no need for him to harass Zim…again…
“Hey, Zim?” Dib wondered.
“Yeah?” Zim responded.
“How come you don’t eat?”
Dib could have sworn that Zim froze in his spot.
“What are you talking about? I eat.” Zim flushed.
“Now at the party, you didn’t. And don’t give me “my mother doesn’t like me spoiling my appetite”, cause you live alone.”
“I can’t put anything past you, can I?” Zim laughed. “I just didn’t want to eat junk food.” He shrugged. “I’m gonna get real food when I get home. You feeling better now?”
“Don’t change the topic on me.” Dib scolded.
Zim sighed. “I eat, just not a lot.”
Dib raised an eyebrow.
“Alright, alright. Truth?”
“Please.” Dib nodded with a small smile.
“I have a lot of food allergies and I’m not sure what’s in the things the other members made.”
Dib slumped back against the pillows. “Seriously?”
Zim nodded. “Honest to goodness truth.” He pushed the chair he was in over to Dib’s bed with one foot. It made contact with the bed and Dib looked up. “I promise, I’m not lying.”
“I know you’re not.” Dib leaned up and kissed the other male. “But it’s a strange explanation. What are you allergic to, anyway? If you don’t mind me asking.”
“Earth food.”
“What?”
“It’s a joke.” Zim laughed. “Strawberries, grapes, chocolate, water, soda, acids…”
“Water?”
“Sucks, right? I’m surprised my insides haven’t eaten themselves out.” Zim laughed, but it seemed forced.
“Okay, so that’s a lot of allergies, I admit.”
Zim nodded. “See? That’s why I’m so cautious of what I eat.”
“So you cook for yourself, then? What do you make?”
“Oh, nothing much. Snacks, mostly.”
“Snacks? That can’t fill you up. Don’t you get sick?”
Zim shook his head. “Nope.” He said. “Seems that all my body can tolerate it snacks.”
“Don’t let my dad know any of this. He’d love to dissect you to figure out how you’re still alive, or something.” Dib laughed, but then noticed Zim’s worry. “It’s just a joke. He wouldn’t do that to you, I swear. I mean, I wouldn’t let him, and neither would Gaz. And if he managed to abduct you or something, not that he’d try, then we’d come get you…” He started to babble.
Zim put a finger on his lips. “Sh.” He ordered. “I understand what you mean, Dib. It’s just a hypothetical, right?”
“Right.” Dib smiled. “I love you.” He kissed Zim’s finger.
“I love you, too.”
000
            That night, Zim ‘sipped’ his soda as he sat on a barstool inside the Mask. He’d have to start bringing food to lunch so Dib wouldn’t get suspicious again. But he really was allergic to Earth food, so how could he make anything passable that he could eat? It was strange. Zim could make and use advanced weaponry, but he couldn’t figure out how to cook edible food and test what worked. He supposed he could use blood samples and put his blood on food and see if it worked. That would help with the bloodstream, but would it work with his organs? His squeedly spooch and his blood were two different things with different functions. Could…?
Zim wasn’t able to think more, because he felt a hand slide across his waist. He turned to clock the guy touching him, but it was Moth. Moth smiled, his eyes lighting up behind his mask.
“Hey, good looking.” Moth greeted, dragging his hand across Zim’s back as he moved around him to sit. “How you doing?”
“I’m good.” Zim smiled and kissed Moth on the cheek. “You?”
“Not bad, not bad.” He said. “I met someone.”
“Oh yeah?”
Moth nodded. “He’s from our school. I mentioned I had an interest in him?”
“Yeah?” Zim arched an eyebrow. “You ask him out?”
“We have a date this weekend.”
“Congratulations!” Zim hugged him. “Guess this means you won’t need me around anymore, hm?” He laughed. “That’s okay. I have a date, too.”
“Oh yeah? Cool.” Moth smiled.
“Yeah.”
“And…about not needing you…we’re friends, right?” Moth wondered. “Of course I still need you around.”
“Oh.” Zim flushed. “Yeah, we are.” He smiled. “So where are you guys going?”
“Not sure yet. You?”
“Me neither.”
Moth laughed. “I should probably talk to him tomorrow about that…”
“Yeah, same here.” Zim laughed. “I mean, before anything comes up though, you know?”
Moth nodded. “Yeah, I know.”
There was silence between them, the only noise being the music and the couple making out quite furiously next to them.
“They should really get a pass or something.” Zim said to Moth.
Moth laughed. “Yeah, like we do.” He smirked. “I know we have dates and everything, but…you wanna go in one of the private rooms? Get away from all of this?” Moth gestured to the rest of the club.
“I thought we come here specifically to be a part of this.” Zim mocked his gesture.
“Well, yeah, but we can talk better downstairs. Less music and less of that.” Moth nodded at the couple behind them that were now leaning on the counter.
“Ew.” Zim made a face. “Okay, let’s go.”
They stood and Moth took Zim’s hand in his. He led him to the guarded door that led downstairs, then down to one of the private rooms. Zim swiped his card in the slot on the door and they entered. It was set up like the other one; a bed, a dresser, and a night stand. A large mirror sat on top of the dresser, along with a CD player and CDs and an assortment of lotions and lubricants.
“Wow, they’re really hinting at something here, aren’t they?” Moth flushed, looking over the bottles.
“Yeah, you got that right.” Zim couldn’t help but shudder.
Did this place expect everyone to want to do that? Probably. That’s what the private rooms were for, anyway. Was that was what he and Moth were there for? More than just a chat? Hopefully not. Zim didn’t know if he should be sleeping with Moth when he was dating Dib, but…what the heck? They needed a release sometimes, if it came down to it.
“Hey, Moth?” Zim asked. “We never worked out this whole sleeping together thing.”
“We agreed that it was fine, didn’t we?” Moth wondered.
“To be dating and hanging out inside the club, but we never said anything about…” Zim looked to the bed.
“Oh.” Moth flushed. “I’d kind of assumed that the bed was off limit now.”
“That’s what I was thinking, too.”
Moth smiled, but his expression quickly turned to one of surprise. “Did you think I asked you down here for that?” He asked. “Oh, Iz, you know me better then that…I think…”
“Maybe.” Zim cocked a smirk.
“If we’re both dating other people in the real world, those other people should come first in…well…the bedroom…”
“Well…we’ve never…me and my boyfriend on the outside, I mean…”
“No, me and mine neither. But we just started these relationships, no?” He asked. “It would be creepy to start having sex so quickly.”
“Yeah, really.” Zim laughed.
“So…sex isn’t an option, but…one little kiss can’t hurt, can it?”
“No, I don’t think so.”
Zim sat on the bed and Moth followed. Their lips met quickly and Zim couldn’t help but moan. Moth chuckled as he ghosted his fingertips along Zim’s sides. Zim wrapped his arms around his neck as Moth moved from his lips to his neck. He kissed down Zim’s jawbone to his neck and nibbled on the flesh as he got closer to Zim’s shoulder. Moth pushed the shirt’s material out of the way and sunk his teeth into Zim’s flesh. Zim arched a bit at the slight pain.
“Moth…not so hard…you’re not a vampire.” He said.
Moth chuckled and ran his tongue along Zim’s shoulder. “Or am I?”
“You don’t sparkle in the sun.”
“How would you know?” Moth pulled back and kissed Zim’s nose. “I’ve never seen you during the day.”
“I think I’d notice if a kid was walking around at school sparkling.”
“Real vampires don’t do that anyway.”
Zim shrugged and they kissed again. Moth lay Zim down on the bed and kissed him. Zim got onto his elbows and inched back to the pillows, Moth following. They broke their kiss once Zim’s head was on the pillows and Moth was successfully straddling his hips.
“I love you.” Moth muttered, kissing the outer shell of Zim’s ‘ear’.
“You, too.” Zim responded.
Moth sealed their words with a kiss.
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