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        Giggling at Dib's teasing, Zim merely nudged Dib lightly. "Awww, come on. It can't be that bad." he urged Dib to tell him the rest of his dream.

        Giggling himself at the small nudge, Dib finally sighed out lightly. "Alright... Well, to tell the truth, I don't remember exactly what you were doing to me in my dream, but whatever it was, you seemed to be enjoying yourself...a LOT...I figure you were finally having your way with me. Heh...But I could be wrong....Because...You promised you'd wait until I was ready, and I have a hard time imagining that you would go against your word...Even if only in a dream..." he smiled to himself, a small blush gracing his cheeks as he told Zim all this.

        Sighing to himself, Zim looked away at that answer. "Yeah...I wouldn't want to lose your trust..." his voice came out in a whisper as he was slowly beginning to wake up all the way, just then realizing the enormity of what he had done. He then shuddered thinking about it. He had never wanted to do that before, to ANYONE, but Dib...He just couldn't help wanting him so badly that it hurt.

        Just then seeming to notice Zim's sudden silence, Dib looked back at Zim somewhat confused. "Hey, are you okay?" he asked as they were drawing closer to the school.

        Nodding mechanically, Zim's gaze remained fixed on the ground as they walked. "Yes...Zim is fine..." he lied, afraid Dib would be able to read what he had done just by looking at his face.

        "O-Oh...Alright..." Dib looked back ahead of them as they approached the school, climbing the stairs in front to enter through the double doors. "Hmmm? Nobody's here..." he said, looking about the empty hallway, pulling away from Zim after a second to check a few of the other hallways, one arm remaining wrapped around his abdomen. "That's strange. If Tak didn't head straight for your base last night, then I assume she stayed here. But I would have thought she might have done some damage to the school, unless-" he got cut short as somebody grabbed his shoulder from behind.

        "Hey! What are you two doing out here?! Classes started 15 minutes ago! Now get to class before I send you both to the principal's office!" a random teacher ordered, grabbing hold of Zim's shoulder as well so he could push the both of them in the direction of their classroom.

        Eeping a bit at being caught off guard, Zim turned to glare back at the teacher. "We were just on our way there!" he moodily jerked out of the man's grip. "Now if you DON'T mind, we can walk on our own. Come on, Dib." he said, grabbing hold of the boy so he could lead him away from the teacher.

        Pulling away from the teacher also and remaining close to Zim as they walked, Dib waited until they were out of earshot to whisper something into Zim's antennas. "D-Do you think Tak has disguised herself as a new student again and is waiting for us to show up to class?" he asked, afraid she might jump them the second they entered the classroom.

        Shaking his head, Zim merely continued to lead him towards their classroom. "I think she'll probably be using the exact same disguise as before. She has no reason to change it." he whispered back so nobody would hear them.

        "Unless she's trying to keep herself hidden from us. I'm more convinced now, since she didn't go straight to your base last night, that she's going to wait until your guard is down. Then strike when you're most vulnerable."

        Stopping in the middle of hallway and looking back at Dib, Zim nodded, knowing the other was probably right. "I agree. That's more her style anyways...So...Maybe...Should we look for her?" he asked, wanting to be the one who caught HER off guard rather than vice versa.

        Looking back behind them, Dib could still see the teacher that had caught them watching them from down the hallway, making sure they went to class like they were supposed to. "Err...Maybe we should wait until lunch to look for her." he said as they approached their classroom door. "I don't think we'd get away with sneaking through the halls during class time. And besides, if she IS in class, then we should be able to tell. Just look for anybody new in our class." he told the other as they stood outside the door for a moment.

        Glancing back at the teacher momentarily as well, Zim narrowed his eyes on him a bit from his spot. "Good idea..." he said before looking back at Dib. "You sure you'll be okay?" he asked, still a little concerned about Dib's current state.

        Pulling away from Zim, Dib merely straightened himself out the best he could. "Y-Yeah...But if she is in there, we can't let her see us together. Not like this, at least. She doesn't realize that anything's going on between us. So act like you still hate me. I don't want her trying to get to you through me." he said, not realizing Gaz had already told her everything going on between him and Zim.

        Nodding sadly, Zim stepped forward to give Dib a quick hug before pulling away. "I will try my best." he said, still sending Dib a fairly sad look.

        Blushing slightly at the hug, Dib blinked wide eyes at the other before smiling. "I'm sure you'll do just fine." he reassured the other, looking around quickly to make sure nobody else was looking before leaning in to brush a gentle kiss to the Irken's lips.

        "After all, you spent the last 5 years hating me, so it shouldn't be that hard to fake." he reminded the other before taking a few steps back away from the other to then glare at him, putting on his best act so nobody would be able to tell that they were no longer enemies.

        Chuckling at the glare he received, Zim then put on the smuggest expression he could muster. "WELL, DIB-BEAST! It seems I, ZIM, have once again defeated you!" he proclaimed loudly as he yanked open the classroom door and marched inside.

        Grimacing at Zim's words, Dib followed Zim inside with a loud growl, all the while shifting his gaze to the rows of students in class, scanning through them for anybody new. But upon realizing that all the students in there were the same ones who had been in their class since the beginning of the school year, he took a double take to make sure his eyes weren't playing tricks on him.

        "Zim! Dib! You're late! Take your seats! Now!" Their teacher pointed to the two empty seats in the classroom.

        Seeing as his and Dib's old chairs were the only ones open, Zim merely slid into his regular seat at the command.

        Meanwhile, Dib could only flash Zim a slightly worried look at the fact that Tak didn't seem to be anywhere among the other students in their class before heading for his seat, otherwise not letting his guard down for even a second. Then, looking back up towards the front of the class where the teacher was lecturing, he cringed, knowing that this was going to be a long class period before they were allowed to go free.

        Kicking back in his chair, already used to this routine by now, Zim acted as though nothing were wrong. He had been doing this for a LOT longer than Dib knew, at least, the part about PRETENDING to hate him anyways.

        Turning his attention away from Zim AND the teacher to stare up at the clock in the classroom, Dib fidgeted uncomfortably in his seat as he watched the minutes tick away excruciatingly slow, one at a time as he only turned every couple of minutes to send Zim another glare, if just to keep up the act as best he could in case Tak just happened to be watching from some secret hiding spot.

        "Heyyy..." Zita then spoke up, poking the letter M. "Does Dib look funny to you?" she asked, sending him odd glances.

        Lifting his head to stare at Dib momentarily, he then returned his cheek to his hand in boredom. "Hmmm...No funnier than usual. Why?" he asked, not really caring however.

        Zita shrugged. "I don't know...Something just seems off about him is all." she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was but knew something was different.

        Staring over at him again, the letter M seemed to give it some thought. "Hey, you're right...Hmmm, but I don't know what." he shrugged himself.

        Antennae twitching slightly, Dib found to his surprise that he could pick up on their conversation from his spot across the classroom, as well as a few other students' conversations, causing everything to mesh together in an uncomfortable fashion as he let his antennae droop just a bit, making him feel even more uncomfortable.

        Picking up on the conversation behind him as well, Zim pricked his antennae up only slightly beneath the wig as he wondered whether they were talking about Dib being a hybrid or the fact that he seemed a lot less stressed out than usual.

        Pushing his antennae back as much as physically possible, plastering them to his head and squeezing his eyes tightly shut as he tried to block out all the talking around him, Dib shifted about in his seat, trying to get comfortable but finding it impossible.

        Noticing this, Zim glared at the clock angrily, ordering it in his mind to move faster so all the stupid students would stop talking about Dib. But it was no use.

        "I think it's cause he isn't yelling like a lunatic."

        "Heyyy. You're right. He's not." she said before turning to jab Zim in the back of the head. "Hey, why aren't the two of you yelling at each other? Huh?" she probed Zim for answers.

        Antennae perking at hearing one of the students ask Zim that question, Dib shifted his gaze over to look at the disguised Irken as though waiting to hear his response.

        Turning to glare at Zita, Zim quickly responded with the best excuse he could come up with off the top of his head. "The DIB-BEAST and I are at a compromise for the moment. We have decided to only fight AFTER school, you see." he explained as though it were obvious.

        "Well, I guess that makes sense."

        A slight blush gracing his cheeks as he tried to just ignore the rest of what the other students had to say about him, Dib shifted his gaze back down to stare at his desktop before any of them could notice him looking their way.

        Letting out a relieved sigh when after what felt like YEARS the bell for lunch finally rang, Zim waited until the rest of the class filed out before rushing over to where Dib sat, still in his desk. "Are you okay?" he asked, not having meant for Dib to ever have to hear all that.
Disclaimer- We do not own the cartoon that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. We do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Rating: M for later chapters.

Warnings: EXTREME OOCness! (If you can not handle the OOCness in this story, then please click the back button now and don't even bother commenting about it. Any flamers we get WILL be blocked accordingly)

All of Zim's parts for about the first 3/4ths of this story were done by =Notgonnadie. Because of an argument we had a few months ago, however, and the fact that she left the fandom, the last 1/4th of this story will be written with help from =metros2soul So we hope you all enjoy what has been written already and what will continue to be written towards the end.

Dib: ~ZADRfan1 AKA *Pat-The-Kitsune

Preview Image done by =metros2soul

Chapter 35: [link]
Chapter 36
Chapter 37: [link]
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mariamor126 Featured By Owner Aug 20, 2014
wop...la parte vergonzosa y culpable de la tragedia esta empezando >-<
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