"Do you know how many nights I stayed up waiting for you?!" Dib yelled. "Damnit Zim, I was just a kid! Doing things like that meant something!!" He paused to draw in several ragged breathes. Zim took that time to size Dib up. Still up on his pac-legs from the previous fight, he towered a good foot and a half over the boy. Perfect for watching that young face contort with multiple emotions until finally settling on a composed scowl. After all the progress they had just made, Zim wanted to smack it off his face.

"Tell me, hyuman," he announced softly," Does it still mean anything?"

There. That had done it. The scowl had hastily been replaced with a shocked flush that colored Dib's cheeks and nose. A younger Dib would have looked quite silly, all pale skinned and boney, but this older, matured replica wore it rather prettily. Zim was pleased.

"Whe...What...?"Dib gave a small annoyed grunt from his throat. "You're....stupid..."he finally said. Zim moved forward and chuckled. "I haven't heard that one in a while..." The flush steadily dissapated, and when only a bit of warmth was left Dib finally looked up and met Zim's eyes. He was frowning again, the metal stud all the more apparent as it glittered underneath his lower lip. Zim fought the urge to reach down and pull at it.

They were silent for the longest time, Dib finally breaking the moment to boldly reach forth and take hold of Zim's hips. Rather than move him, Dib stepped forward without bothering to tug Zim down and pressed his face into the alien's thin chest. Zim made a small noise, but otherwise not objecting to the contact. By Irk it had been a long time since he'd touched the boy. He had finally run a claw up the long and shiny pink scar the same time Dib began talking.

"For the longest time....you were everything to me..."he began quietly, muffled. "Hell, Zim. I devoted five years of my life to catching you. And all five of those years you were the closest thing I ever had to a friend."

"I had thought, what with all the claims and the teasing, that I would never have anybody to...

"But you..."

Zim placed a hand against Dib's chest to stop him, feeling that fluxuating heartbeat, and dragged the other through his hair. He already knew.

Dib reached around his shoulders to pull him down more.

He'd always known.



Drawn for the totally crap reasons of wanting to try my hand at Zim's spider legs and to show off my future Dib's scar. You can't even see it that well.....T^T


Anyway, this bitch took me forever to finish. 14 FUCKING LAYERS!!!! The backround was, surprisingly, the quickest thing done in the picture. -*-shurg-*-

Go figure.

Prieviously titled 'Spider Legs', I switched it after completeing the picture to I Think I'm Paranoid by Garbage. I turned it on randomly, liked the sound of it, and upon looking up the lyrics went "ASDFGHJKL ZMFG, DID THEY WRITE THIS ABOUT DIB?! ZADR FTW, DUDE!!!!"

Yeah... ._.;

Mom still won't talk to me.
For those of you to lazy to look up the lyrics. Here:

You can look, but you can't touch
I don't think I like you much
Heaven knows what a girl can do
Heaven knows what you've got to prove

I think I'm paranoid
And complicated
I think I'm paranoid
Manipulated

Bend me
Break me
Anyway you need me
All I want is you

Bend me
Break me
Breaking down is easy
All I want is you

I fall down just to give you a thrill
Prop me up with another pill
If I should fail, if I should fold
I nailed my faith to the sticking pole

I think I'm paranoid
Manipulated
I think I'm paranoid
Too complicated

Bend me
Break me
Anyway you need me
All I want is you

Bend me
Break me
Breaking down is easy
All I want is you

I think I'm paranoid
I think I'm paranoid

Bend me
Break me
Anyway you need me
All I want is you

Bend me
Break me
Breaking down is easy
All I want is you

Steal me, deal me, anyway you heal me
Maim me, tame me, you can never change me
Love me, like me, come ahead and fight me
Please me, tease me, go ahead and leave me

Bend me
Break me
Anyway you need me
As long as I want you baby it's alright

Bend me
Break me
Anyway you need me
As long as I want you baby it's alright

Paranoid © to Garbage.
IZ © to JV.
Artzen and crappy drabble © to meh.