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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 9: Revelation

***This chapter is dedicated to Kari, my new reviewy-peep!

***************UBERLY IMPORTANT NOTE!!!!! For all of those who love RAPR (Red and Purple Romance), all must behold the wonders of Krimzon’s art! http://yaoi.y-gallery.net/view/72834/ Just cut and paste that happy link, and go see! If you have a membership to Y! gallery thing, that is. If not, get one! Well and muchly worth it, my luvs! Plus you get to join the RAPR club thingy of DOOM! And doom is nice!

Red scanned through some data, pausing to rub his eyes before resuming his work, muttering something and then calling to one of the Techs. “You…go get me a soda. No ice.”

“Yes, My Tallest!” The Tech saluted and ran off.

It was then that Red noticed Purple returning to the Control Deck through one of the nearby archways.

Purple hovered over to him, looking down at the file screens Red had piled in front of him on the main console. “Whatcha doing?”

Red sat up and stretched. “Catching up on some work.”

Sitting down next to his co-ruler, Purple leaned over and looked at the pile. “What kind of work?”

Red picked up one of the screens. “Mainly stock and inventory stuff for The Massive, approving the items requested and all that.”

“Why don’t you give me half?”

Red blinked at Purple in surprise, at a loss for words in light of the strange request.

Shaking his head, Purple reached out and took half of the pile of screens, pulling the topmost one out and looking over it. “What’s this one?”

“It’s a list of some of the things we need to restock.” Red indicated one of the items. “We need a new vent for one of the power core chambers. We’re running on an auxiliary right now, which should last us until we can stop by Vort and have the vent replaced, which shouldn’t take long anyway.” He watched as Purple began to scan through the items, reading and approving them one by one.

Half an hour passed, and Purple suddenly spoke. “This gets really boring after a while.”

Red smirked. “I don’t really enjoy it all that much either, but it has to be done. Are you sure you want to take all of those on?”

Purple nodded. “Red, we both learned how to do these in the Academy. I’m not dumb. I wanna help.”

Red chuckled softly, shaking his head and then gazing at Purple for a long moment.

Purple picked up the next screen before looking over at Red, realizing that his co-Tallest was watching him, gazing at him with poorly veiled affection. The look in those deep red eyes made Purple blush. He turned away quickly, clearing his throat and busying himself with the inventory files.

Another hour or so passed, and Purple set aside a few more screens. As he took a momentary break from reading, Pur looked around, frowning when he saw a few techs gathered near one console, obviously conversing amongst themselves. Purple’s sore antennae twitched in agitation as he caught a few words that drifted down from the mid-level; they were talking about Meero, wondering what had happened to him. And if that many officers had noticed his assailant’s absence…

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By the time evening came, Purple was a nervous wreck. He felt like everyone was watching him, talking and whispering behind his back…he couldn’t stand it!! Rushing back to his quarters and activating one of the computers, he pulled up the surveillance records of the prison cells. He wanted to know…he had to know if Meero had been saying anything to the prison guards. He had to know if it had spread.

Fast-forwarding until the point where his assailant was dragged into the cell and chained, Purple wrapped his arms around himself, watching anxiously as the footage played. He shuddered and clenched his eyes closed as the words and epithets started pouring out, as the Invader bragged and gloated, shouting about his actions over and over again, until finally one of the guards came into the cell and issued an authorized anesthetic to knock him out, obviously sick and tired of Meero’s ranting. Purple groaned and buried his face in his hands, sitting down at the computer. He couldn’t stop the tape. He had to know…

After the first few hours of footage, Purple had run out of tears to cry and watched with a detached sense of numbness. Meero’s rants had been halted by unconsciousness, which Purple had skimmed through, but Meero’s tirade had resumed as soon as the sedative wore off. Pur frowned when someone entered the cell, and he blinked in surprise when he saw that it was Red. Why would Red bother with a prisoner, especially one he hated as much as Meero? Purple reached forward and increased the volume. Why was Red in the cell without any guards?

“My Tallest.” Meero snickered, grinning up at Red.

Red was silent for a long time, then grabbed Meero by the throat and ripped him forcefully out of his bonds, slamming him against the wall and watching as the Invader slid down to the floor in a crumpled pile, groaning and twitching for a few seconds before lifting his head and snarling a curse at Red.

Purple watched in absolute shock. While Red was more prone to violent outbursts than himself, and was also more likely to hit someone, Purple had never seen his co-Tallest behave so violently. Even Red’s hatred of Meero didn’t really explain how cruel he was being. Purple chewed his lower lip as he watched, thoroughly confused.

“You’ve sunk far lower than the crime of assassination, you slime licking dirt-stain.” Red growled, towering over his subordinate. “I don’t even want to know what disgusting reasons you can come up with for what you did. But I’m going to deal with you personally.” Red kicked Meero hard, snarling. “It had to be him, didn’t it, you worthless little roach?!” He wrenched on Meero’s antennae and struck him across the face with his gauntlet, knocking him to the floor and kicking him. “Anyone else and I wouldn’t have bothered with you; you’d just be rotting in a prison cell somewhere.” He snarled. Red kicked him again, then hauled him up and shoved him against the wall, his face inches from the shorter Irken’s. “You malicious little bastard…you took advantage of his trust just so you could—”

“You’re quite a hypocrite, Tallest Red.” Meero snapped. “You lied to him just as much as I did, if not more. You may have thought you were subtle about it, but your officers aren’t as stupid and gullible as he is.”

Purple cringed, his sore antennae lowering and his expression pained.

On the screen, Red slammed Meero against the wall again, his voice almost too low for the camera to pick up as he growled something at the Invader.

Frowning, Purple reached out with a trembling hand and rewound the tape for a few seconds before playing it again, raising the volume and leaning forward to listen.

“Your lies were because you wanted to hurt him, you disgusting little roach.” Red hissed, his teeth clenched and his eyes burning with hatred. “Mine were because I love him.”

Purple’s jaw dropped open, his eyes wide with shock.

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To Krimzon: *blushes at remarks about brilliance* You’re too kind, really. Hope you enjoyed the ‘smacking-the-shit-out-of-Meero’ goodness in this chapter…and DAYUM, your artwork is smokin’ hot! Whee!
To BurningSilence: LOL I hope that little interlude between Red and Meero qualified as ‘wiping the floor with him’…And as always, thank you for reviewing. *lurve*
To Yaoifanboy: Don’t forget to check the link at the top of the chapter here!!! Krimzon is amazing at RAPR pr0n goodness!!
To Kari: Don’t worry, I think Red might eventually get a chance…and you like Purple more on the show, or in my story? I wasn’t sure what you meant from your review. And methinks you are a new reviewy-peep! Welcome!
To XxSilentNightRainxX: man, everybody loves it when Meero gets the shit kicked outta him! *grins* it’s okay, I enjoy writing it.
To Kharn: Gossip? Nah, it’s exposition!
To Jade: I’ll do my darndest, luv.
To Tamago: Gah, dial-up!! Cursed art thou!! *flings holy water* Hmm, antennae ripping…hmm….
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