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Seeing Red	By : Florville Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > Slash - Male/Male Views: 8032 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter 4: Just a Peek

****“Clap On Clap Off” is copyright Joseph Enterprises, Inc.

I woke up this morning and found marks on Purple’s neck. That rotten little officer! He absolutely disgusts me! What a primitive, amateur display of lust…Pur is lucky that his Tallest uniform will cover up the marks, or who knows what kind of rumours the officers would start spreading around!

I’m getting more and more worried about him now. Even with an assassination plot hanging over his head, Purple let that filthy little Invader remove his armour! Why, WHY on IRK is he so trusting? Maybe I need to protect him a lot more than I thought I did, even though the death threat isn’t even real…

The problem is, the more I see Purple and his little pet officer together, the worse I feel. It’s like I’m losing a battle... and as if THAT wasn’t bad enough, the more time Pur spends with him, the more frustrated I feel. I can’t stop thinking of him. Maybe I have a brain worm? It’s not like I don’t see him every single day… but he’s all I think about. Maybe if I can just get some of these fantasies about him out of my head, I’ll feel better. I think I’m going to talk to the Science officers about making some voice-automated clothing. The bathroom cameras don’t zoom in enough. Even if I can’t touch him, I just want to see him without any clothing in the way…at least it might relieve some of my frustration…

Red tossed his logbook aside and rubbed his temples. He doubted that stupid SHORT little excuse for an Irken had even the slightest idea of how fortunate he was to have Pur’s affections. Red shook his head abruptly, rising to his feet, his teeth clenched. NO. He refused to think like that. He was going to win Purple back, no matter what it took.

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Red took his seat at the helm, uttering a heavy sigh.

Purple looked over at him, concerned. He leaned over, his voice soft. “Red…are you all right?”

Shaking himself out of his thoughts, he blinked at Purple, gazing into his violet eyes for a long moment, wondering if Pur’s question was just small talk, or perhaps only a casual inquiry. But he seemed sincere. “Yes…I mean…” he sighed, holding back his frustration and rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m just…tired, I guess.”

Purple’s gaze turned to one of genuine worry, and he touched Red’s gauntlet. “Could your Pak be malfunctioning?”

Red looked down at Purple’s hand on his arm, then met Pur’s eyes again, his expression one of longing. “I’m all right.” He smiled faintly. Maybe he had a better chance of getting Purple back than he’d thought…Red placed his hand over Purple’s, smiling almost fondly at him. “Thank you for worrying about me, though.”

Purple’s eyes widened a little and his cheeks flushed, his smile bashful. “You’re welcome...I was worried. You don’t seem to be yourself lately.”

“I know.” Red sighed, his posture slumping a little. “I’ve just been so worried about you…about keeping you safe. Right now nothing else seems to matter.”

Pur blushed, a feeling of warmth spreading through him. Red had never said these kinds of things to him before. Maybe Meero was right, and Red did have feelings for him. Maybe he—

Meero! Purple pulled his hand away, ducking his head.

Red frowned in confusion, his voice soft. “What’s wrong?”

Purple sighed, shaking his head. “Red, you…you know I’m already dating someone.”

The words were like a laser shot to the heart, and Red’s antennae lowered. Red stood, hovering in place for a moment before speaking. “I’ll be in the lab if you need me,” he muttered, floating off.

Purple reached out to stop him, his hand grasping air. As Red departed, Pur sat there for a long moment, watching his co-Tallest disappear down one of the corridors. He looked down at where his hands were resting in his lap, looking at the fingers of the hand that Red had been holding as if they didn’t even belong to him any more. Why had Red been holding his hand? He’d never done that before. He was acting so strangely…and Red truly did look tired. Purple looked back towards the corridor anxiously, wondering if he should go and find him, to make sure Red was alright. And then there was that look in his eyes…that weird look…Red looked so sad, but that was strange too, because when Red wanted something, he got it, so he was usually never sad. Purple tugged anxiously on one of his antennae, deep in thought. Something was wrong with Red, that much was obvious…could the death threat be the only thing on his mind? His co-Tallest had already said that protecting him was the only thing that really mattered right now…

Purple sighed. Maybe he was being more difficult towards Red than he thought he was. Red was only trying to protect him, right? There wasn’t any reason to give him such a hard time. But Purple wanted to be with Meero, and it seemed like Red was trying to interfere.

He just didn’t understand. What was going on?

*

Red looked over the designs for the voice automated clothing. “So I’ll be the only one who’s able to command it, right?”

The Irken Science Officer nodded. “Yes, my Tallest. We’ve encrypted it so that it can only be activated by you or Tallest Purple, because you two are the only ones in the Empire who wear the ceremonial gauntlets. Basically, you clap your gauntlets together once, say ‘off’ and the clothes undo themselves and come off. They won’t fasten properly until you clap again and say ‘on’. So until you say ‘on’ the robes will be unwearable.”

“I see.” Red mused. “Clap on, clap off. Seems simple enough.”

The Science Officer nodded proudly. “I’m glad you approve, my Tallest.”

Red nodded absently and left the lab.

*

Shortly after lunch, Purple wandered down the corridor, pausing in front of Red’s door and knocking. He hadn’t seen Red since he’d gone off to the lab that morning, and he’d looked for him everywhere. Slipping into Red’s suite, he looked around, calling out for him. He sighed. Red wasn’t in here, either. Where could he be?

As Purple turned to leave the room, he paused, catching sight of something on Red’s desk. Approaching it, he realized that Red had left his logbook open on his desk. That was odd…maybe Red was in a hurry to go somewhere? No…that didn’t make sense. They were Tallests; people waited for THEM, not the other way around. Picking up the book, he closed it, about to put it away when he lowered his hand, looking at the cover, deep in thought.

He knew he shouldn’t…it was Red’s private, personal logbook…but he only wanted to take a peek. What was the harm? Maybe he’d find something that would explain why Red had been acting so strangely for the past week.

Purple sat down at the desk and began to read. He read through the first entry; and upon reading this, Purple realized how certain things were beginning to make sense. Why Red insisted on them sharing the same bed...the cameras in the bathrooms....the voice automated clothing....

Red was jealous. Not only jealous, Red was being possessive and deceitful, and had tricked him into believing that he was in danger and that Red was “protecting” him. He felt so betrayed…how could Red do that? Even if Red had feelings for him, it didn’t justify lying to him and trying to interfere with his relationship with Meero. Purple set the logbook down, wondering how on Irk he was going to approach Red about this without letting on that he’d gone through Red’s personal logbook.

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To Krimzon: LOL it’ll happen soon enough, don’t worry. Actually, in the next chapter. *picks your ass up and hands it back to you*
To Kharn: Thank you! I give a lot of thought to my story and chapter titles, so I’m glad that you liked the name. Thank you for the compliment!
To BurningSilence: Heh, yeah…Pur is adorable when he’s dense. I love him that way.
To InvaderMonkey: I’m not a fan of OC myself, so don’t worry.
To Yaoifanboy: *glomps back* oh, don’t worry, I don’t plan on cutting this story short.
To XxSilentNightRainxX: Thanks! Glad you liked it.
To Tama-sama: *blushes* aww, thanks for the praise!
To VTSFY: Oh holy crap, I CONVERTED someone?! Wow…that…I’m totally flattered. I’m amazed. And fanart???? OMFG…OMG…OMG…I would love for you to do some fanart for me!!! *dances* Thank you so much for offering…the fact that I can inspire people to do artwork never ceases to blow my mind. You’ll be hearing from me shortly, I’d love to see your work. Once again, thank you!
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