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ZADR Orange Chapter 078

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   His eyes growing wide, Dib looked away also. "O-Oh..." his antennae drooped a bit. "D-Do you think that I won't keep my promise...?" he asked, now contemplating whether things really would be better off if they just decided to pick things up from there without restoring his memories. He wanted to know what had happened over the past few months but was beginning to fear what horrible thing it was that happened to make Zim wipe his memory in the first place.

     "N-No, it's not that! I-It's just...You will think that I won't...You will KNOW that I haven't...I'm sorry...I tried...I-I thought you just wanted some time alone..."

     "Well, did you tell me before you wiped my memory that you thought I had just wanted some time alone? Because sometimes...I overreact...and just need a reason for why somebody did or didn't do a certain thing..." Dib said, keeping his eyes averted to the side.

     "Yes...But you had the right..." Zim nuzzled him. "I'm a jerk..." he said, feeling as though everything that had happened had been his fault.

     "Well...I may not remember everything that happened right before you wiped my memory, b-but if I thought you were a jerk before then, then I was an idiot...B-Because you're really not a jerk..." Dib said, nuzzling Zim back and sniffling wetly.

     Zim smiled. "Thanks...but you won't think that once you remember..." he said, leading Dib towards the computer and holding him close.

     Pulling away from Zim, Dib's antennae could only droop even more. "Then maybe it really would be better that I not remember any of this." he said, sending Zim an all too serious look. "I-If you think things between us would be better if I don't remember what happened these past couple of months, then maybe we should just forget about restoring my memories and move on with our lives from here..." he said, not wanting to bring about anymore unnecessary drama.

     Zim eyed Dib. "You don't really mean that..." he said, almost warily.

     Dib didn't bring his gaze up to meet Zim's. "I do if you really don't want me to remember...But I'll only agree to this on two conditions. First, you have to answer any questions I have about what happened these past few months honestly. And second...You have to let me watch those tapes you have down in that surveillance room..." he said before finally bringing his gaze up to meet Zim's.

     Zim smiled sadly. "Well...There are a few things I'd like you to remember...like how brave you were on the Massive...how you saved my life..." he said, blushing lightly.

     "I saved your life?!" Dib blinked up at Zim, confused now. He quickly shook the thought right out of his mind for the time being though. "Well, the choice is still yours...I won't object either way..." he said, nodding his head to assure himself he would be okay with either outcome.

     Zim smiled sadly again. "Come on. I... want you to remember, Dib. Not because of the bad...but because of the good." he kissed him. "Just don't hate me...please?" he begged as though Dib had any control over how he would react when this was all said and done.

     Dib sighed out gently against Zim's skin as the other continued to lead him in the direction of the computer. "A promise is a promise...I won't let this come in between the both of us..." he said, nuzzling into the Irken's neck.

     "Thank you..." Zim kissed him as they entered the room. "Have a seat, Dib. I'll get the program..." he said, gesturing towards a reclining chair in the room.

     Looking around the room, Dib took a seat in what looked to be a large examination chair. He reclined in it a bit and his eyes looked about the room as he waited. All the creepy looking alien equipment surrounding him fascinated him yet made him nervous at the same time. "U-Umm...Th-This won't hurt, will it?" he asked in a somewhat shaky voice, his antennae falling back a bit. He couldn't recall whether it had hurt having his memory wiped, but he knew it had at least knocked him out.

     "No...It will knock you out...But I will catch you before you hit the floor." Zim said, pulling a device down from above them.

     A bit nervous, Dib fidgeted in his seat. "A-Alright...B-But don't leave me afterwards, okay? Promise me you'll stay next to me until I wake up." he said, looking back up at Zim and trying not to show how nervous he was about this.

     Zim kissed him. "I promise..." he said before pulling back and placing the device in front of Dib's face. "Now whatever happens, just keep staring directly ahead." he instructed.

     Nodding his head, Dib shifted his gaze to straight in front of himself. "Alright. I'm ready..." he said, all the while squeezing one of Zim's hands in his own, forcing himself not to look off to the side until it was done and over with.

     Squeezing Dib's hand back lightly, Zim pressed a button on the machine, a bright light flashing in front of the hybrid's face followed by another then another, continuing until it had flashed at least five times.

     After the fifth and final flash, all Dib could do for several long moments was blink before finally blacking out in the chair he was in, the last thought on his mind being the promise he had made to Zim. Everything else becoming lost to him, his grip loosened on Zim's hand.

     Pulling the machine back and scooping Dib up gently, Zim then carried him back to the bedroom and laid him down carefully on the bed and pulled the covers up around him. Curling up next to him, Zim then kissed the hybrid softly. "I love you..." he whispered.

     Remaining out cold for the next several hours, Dib didn't begin to come back around until he felt movement next to him in the bed. "Mmm...Huh...?" he murmured, blinking his eyes open slowly. "Where am I? Zim?" he searched blindly for the Irken, his vision still trying to focus.

     Zim stroked Dib's belly gently. "Good morning..." he spoke softly once Dib had begun to stir.

     "Hmm?" Dib continued to blink his eyes a few moments longer before shifting his gaze up to look at Zim. He smiled. "The smeets are moving..." he said, bringing down one of his own hands to feel his side where one of them was shifting inside of him though not in an uncomfortable way. If anything, it was just a flutter of movement at the moment.

     Looking back down to his belly, Zim smiled. "Yeah..." he nodded his head.

     "And...You kept your promise..." Dib said, closing his eyes to nuzzle into Zim, stretching out his legs a bit as he yawned.

     Wrapping his arms around Dib loosely, Zim kissed his belly. "Yeah..." he said again.

     Dib could only smile even more at that. "Good..." he purred out tiredly, his mind still in a bit of a fog as he cuddled up to Zim's chest, perfectly content to just lie there all day. Before he could get too comfortable, however, his eyes snapped wide open again as he jolted up in his spot. "Wait a minute! I-I was with Jack and Rose right before you wiped my memory! H-How did I get here?" he sent Zim a fairly confused look, slightly worried about what had happened between them after Zim had knocked him out.

     His mouth dropping open, Zim's own eyes widened. "Oh no..." he pulled back, tugging at his antennas. "I-I think I hurt Jack..." he said, having been in such a hurry to leave at the time that he hadn't thought about them at all since then.

     "WHAT?! W-Well, we have to go over there and make sure they're both okay!" Dib exclaimed, pushing himself up out of the bed. "They must be worried sick! A-And Rose is pregnant too! Come on!" he grabbed Zim by the wrist to lead him towards the elevator but felt himself falling back half a second later when he got a sudden head rush from standing up too quickly.

     Zim caught Dib as he started to fall. "Dib, there is no use rushing over there if you hurt yourself while doing so." he said, holding him close and nuzzling his head. "Let your body catch up, okay?" he said, helping Dib to take a seat again.

     "But...But...I don't want them to worry about me...and I don't want them to hate you..." Dib's voice dropped down to just barely a whisper as he said that last part.

Zim kissed Dib gently. "I don't care if they hate me...They have the right to...So do you...But...Please don't..." he said, holding Dib close and sighing. "We'll go after you've gotten something to eat, okay?" he promised.

     Wanting to head over there right then, Dib continued to struggle a bit but gave in after a moment or two, his antennae drooping as he sighed out heavily. He wanted to go right then but knew Zim wouldn't let him leave until he had eaten a good meal. "...Okay..." he finally agreed, slumping against Zim somewhat.
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

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yes he remembers!