Seeing Red | By : Florville Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > Slash - Male/Male Views: 8031 -:- 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. |
*Disclaimer: I do not own the Invader Zim characters and am not making any money off of this story. The characters and concept of the Invader Zim show, belong to the almighty Jhonen Vasquez (and I think partially to Nickelodeon). ALL HAIL THE MIGHTY JHONEN!! This disclaimer applies FOR ALL FUTURE CHAPTERS OF THIS FANFIC.
******NOTE: This first chapter is dedicated to Krimzon, seeing as I somehow in my vague idiocy missed one of her reviews.
**********SPECIAL NOTE/DISCLAIMER: this entire fic was inspired by a deviation by fubatsu-enkou. Check it out, here's the link: http://www.deviantart.com/view/11475456/
Chapter One
Tallest Red looked over the amendment to the Irken-Planet Jacker Treaty for the hundredth time, then sighed harshly and put his head in his hands. He just couldn’t concentrate. He was in a bad mood that had interfered with every duty he had tried to perform ever since earlier that afternoon when Purple started raving about one of the Invaders that had come on board with the new recruits…a semi-Tall Invader that seemed to have caught his co-Tallest’s eye.
Red scowled, his antennae quivering indignantly. How dare some little Invader distract Purple like that! It was bad enough that he was already the one that did most of the work, but…well…he also didn’t like having Pur’s attention directed away from him.
He sighed again. He’d had a thing for Purple ever since they were ordained as Tallests, and even before that, in the Academy. Red kept telling himself every day that eventually he’d tell him…but he’d waited too long. He’d lost his chance.
Red clenched his teeth as Purple went floating by, humming a happy little tune to himself as he played absently with one of his antennae.
“Why are you so happy?” Red snapped.
Purple smiled dreamily, continuing to float towards his chamber. “Mmm, I have a date in an hour when Meero is finished his duties.”
Red bristled, clenching his fists as the door closed behind Purple. That little upstart of a soldier had asked his co-Tallest out on a date?! The nerve! It wasn’t his policy to kill any of his soldiers, but he was beginning to consider starting… But then again, that would upset Pur, and he didn’t want to do that, it would just make things more complicated for himself.
Giving up on the treaty revisions, Red stormed off into his own chamber, looking at his angry expression in the mirror and sighing, his antennae drooping slightly as he lowered his head. As much as he tried to put all the blame on that stupid insignificant little officer that Pur was so infatuated with, he began to realize that he himself was partly to blame. He should have made his feelings known long before now. But he would feel so weird, going up to his co-Tallest and telling him that he fantasized about him all the time. And it wasn’t just that…he’d…well, the opportune time hadn’t come up yet! To tell Purple, he would have to be alone with him, and somehow that was really difficult to do, and even when he was alone with Purple, that awkwardness would surface again, and he’d go away red-faced and even more frustrated than before.
After having a quick gel bath and drying off, he began to pull his armor and ceremonial Tallest robes on. He stood in front of the full-length mirror, inspecting all eight feet of his body critically, running his fingers over his long, smooth antennae and nodding proudly before sitting down at his desk, pulling out his logbook.
The new recruits arrived and came aboard The Massive this morning. I was busy, so I sent Purple down to inspect them. I shouldn’t have done it. Now Purple has a crush on one of the new officers, and he won’t shut up about him. And he’s so wrapped up in his new little pet officer that he’s not paying much attention to me any more. And even LESS attention to his duties, although that’s not too much of a surprise. It’s just never really bothered me until now.
And Pur should know better! No rotten SHORT little Invader is good enough for a Tallest! I don’t care what he says or how much he blabs on and on about his precious little pet, that officer doesn’t deserve Purple, and it bugs me. It’s going to distract Purple from me, and it’s going to distract him even more from his duties as a Tallest. I don’t really know which one of the two makes me angrier…I think it’s the first one.
Now that I think of it…I think something else that really bothered me as he started blabbing on and on about that officer was that Pur seemed so much happier. I thought he was already happy, but maybe I’m not enough for him. I guess he wants more, and he’s found it with someone else right now. But that’s only because I never got the chance to show him how happy I can make him! I have to get him back. No matter what lengths I have to go to, he will be mine again. He was ALWAYS mine.
I should have told him how I felt long before now. I should have said something, because now he’s got someone else, and I’m not sure what to do to get his attention back on me. But I’ll think of something…I’ll work out a plan…
Red put his logbook away, sighing heavily. How could he make Purple forget about that new officer? What could he do that would make Purple stay close by his side?
Suddenly a grin crept across his face, his red eyes glowing as he stood. He had a plan…an amazing plan…
*
Purple didn’t return to his quarters until the wee hours of the morning, but when he did, he stopped abruptly, hovering in front of the door as it slid closed behind him. “What are you doing in my room?” he blinked at his co-Tallest in surprise.
Red stood, clad in his sleeping robes, his expression worried as he looked around and then hovered over to Purple, showing him the letter he held in his hand. “I found this when I came to ask you something. I forgot you were on a date, so I was going to leave, but then I saw this pinned to the wall right next to the door. So I waited here for you, because I was worried...” Red tried very hard not to let his disgust at the mention of Pur’s little outing show in his voice. He handed the letter to Purple, watching as he read it, Pur’s expression growing nervous.
When he finally looked up at Red again, his expression was distressed. “Why would someone want to assassinate me??”
Red ran a hand over his antennae, sighing and shaking his head. “I don’t know. Maybe it’s someone who has a grudge against you…maybe from the Academy?” he looked at Purple seriously. “Can you think of anyone there who you might have…made really angry?”
Pur floated over to his bed, sitting down on the edge of it and looking down at the letter anxiously. “N-no…I don’t think so…” He looked at his co-Tallest with big doleful purple eyes. “Red, I really can’t think of anyone...I don’t know why someone would want to…to…” he bit his lip, wringing his hands.
Seeing Purple’s distress, Red felt a small feeling of victory inside. The note had worked. His expression was concerned as he went and sat down next to Pur on the bed, gently putting an arm around Purple’s shoulders. “Shh, calm down.”
“I can’t, Red!” he tossed the letter aside and buried his face in his hands. “Someone wants to kill me and I don’t even know why!!”
Red frowned, pulling him close and holding him tightly. “I won’t let them, Pur. I promise.”
Purple rested his head against Red’s chest, sighing heavily. “What a rotten end to such a nice night.”
It was a good thing Purple had his head tucked under Red’s chin, or he would have seen the disgusted look on Red’s face, and the sneer that soon replaced it. “Well, what’s done is done…right now the only thing that matters is keeping you safe.” He stroked Pur’s back gently. “I’ll stay with you tonight, okay?”
Purple nodded quietly. “Okay…I just need to change…” he murmured, going over to his dresser and pulling out his dark purple sleeping robes, his expression still worried. As he turned towards the bathroom, he stopped abruptly, as Red was blocking the doorway.
“Change in here.”
Pur blinked at him in confusion. “Why?”
“I need to know you’re safe. I need to keep an eye on you.”
“Oh.” The purple Tallest’s cheeks flushed a little, but he went over to the bed and removed his casual wear, donning his sleeping robes, unaware of how Red was watching him hungrily.
Red climbed under the covers, almost purring at the sensation of the silken purple sheets caressing his skin. Holding the blankets up for Purple to climb in, he frowned when Purple stood at the edge of the bed, blinking down at him uncertainly.
“Um…so…we’re sharing my bed?”
Nodding somberly and trying not to grin, Red held the covers up a little more. “Yes. I want to be here to protect you in case something happens.”
“Oh.” Purple scratched absently at the base of one of his antennae, then nodded and climbed into bed, curling up on his side, facing Red. “I really don’t know who could’ve written that letter, Red.”
Red sighed, stroking Purple’s shoulder. “Don’t worry about it. You’re safe with me.”
Purple nodded absently, closing his eyes and eventually drifting off.
Red watched as his co-Tallest fell asleep, then grinned, pulling Purple gently into his arms. He was a genius.
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