zadr break-up sceneZim chased the boy out into the pouring rain. He was quickly drenched and burned as he caught up to Dib. He heard his skin sizzle, but didn't care. He gripped the other's arm tightly and whispered, "Don't go. Please, please, don't go. Don't leave me."
"I have to. Get inside before the rain melts your skin off."
Dib tried to pry his arm free, but Zim clung to him with a death grip, almost cutting off the circulation to his hands.
"I don't care about the rain. I care about you."
"See, this is why we can't stay together! Your so stubborn and you never listen to a single word I have to say. You don't respect me."
"I respect you, Dib-love! I love you! Please don't leave me!"
"Do you? Then respect me now and let go. Let go of me now, Zim."
"If I let you go, I'll never get you back! Stay with me, Dib. We can be happy together. The world means nothing to me. I don't want to destroy it. If you leave, I'll have a reason to blow it to pieces! I love you! Can't you understa
I Hate You"I hate you!"I Hate You3 years ago in Romance
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The words rang in Dib's ears as he walked home. Those three words hurt him more than anyone expected. Especially the one who had said them.
It hurt more than when people called him 'insane' or 'crazy'. More than when his family ignored him.
He walked up to his front door, opening it, and looking around. No one was there, leaving him alone once more. A tiny thought rang behind the words, forcing him to go to his room, slowly.
He didn't want to do what he was about to do, but he knew it was the only thing to end the hurt.
He walking into his room and stepped up to the closet, opening it slowly. He tossed away several devices from his paranormal magazines, throwing them across the room. He stopped when he came to a camo green metal box.
Dib pulled it out, walking over to his bed, and placed the box there. He opened it, revealing a gun along with bullets.
Zim walked slowly after Dib, hoping he wouldn't be seen. The human had walked away from him in the middle of t
ZADR - Best Years of Our Lives prt. 1 .FAILED.It was the first day of highskool. The students were in the halls, conversing with friends they hadn't seen all summer. There were groups of girls hugging and giggling about their summer flings, and boys punching eachother's shoulders or ruffling eachother's hair in greeting. Their lives were perfectly normal.ZADR - Best Years of Our Lives prt. 1 .FAILED.2 years ago in Romance
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A kid with strange green skin and black hair walked down the hall for the first time since last year. He was wearing the same red shirt, black pants, boots, and gloves he's worn since the fifth grade. He was a junior in highskool, and most of the students knew him well, for they had all gone to the same elementary skool, as well as the same junior high. However, the person who knew him better than anyone was his worst enemy.
"Dib," sneered the boy, stopping at his locker. A few lockers away was another boy, also a junior. He had spikey black hair, pale skin, and glasses that covered his baggy, sleepless eyes. He was dressed in a long, black trench coat, black pants and boots, and
ZaDRish - It Wasn't a KissZim stood absolutely still, arms crossed, boots planted stubbornly in the sand. He refused to acknowledge even the warm, slightly salty wind that caressed his face.ZaDRish - It Wasn't a Kiss2 years ago in Romance
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"Come on, Zim!" Dib called from the water. He waved at him. "The water's fine!"
Zim glared at him. "No, I hate Earth water! I didn't want to come to the beach anyway, but you talked me into bringing you here!"
He had used the Voot cruiser to fly them to the East Coast, going down almost to Florida in favor of warmer weather and larger waves. He had bathed in paste beforehand, but he didn't plan on going in the water.
Dib shrugged. "All right, your loss." He fixed his glasses, which were strapped tightly to his head with a band so the waves wouldn't knock them off. Then he swam back out.
Zim eventually sat down in the sand. He was still wearing a shirt and pants, though Dib had convinced him to wear swim trunks underneath, just in case. It was too hot to keep boots on; his legs were getting sweaty. He reached down to pull th
Green Blood - ZaDrGreen blood ran down slender wrists of a small, Irken. Laying down on his couch, sobbing, as his eyes grew darker, almost seeing no light. This little irken, named Zim, found out his mission was a lie. He couldn't help but...kill himself. He sent his robot servant, GIR away, so he could die in peace. Other wise, GIR would be screaming and trying to save him. His eyes were slightly opened. Then he saw a bright light...then silence...until he heard his name called out, by a voice so, so familiar, and so soothing.Green Blood - ZaDr3 years ago in Fan Fiction
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"ZIM!" Shouted the big headed human, named Dib. He ran over to the half cold, half dead irken, holding him in his arms. "Zim?! Wh-why?! You stupid alien!! WHY?!" He yelled at the alien, getting no response. The Dib human started to cry, his brown huge eyes, now flowing with rivers of pain and hate, and love, and...almost every feeling. Dib slipped off Zim's glove, revealing, soft green skin and a stream of neon green blood. Dib ripped the the bottom of his blue shirt, and wrappe
the diary-zadrThe alien stood and smiled at the screen proudly. "My Tallests, I have a new plan, and I'm sure it'll work this time! I'm going to take this thing called a fox, and-"the diary-zadr2 years ago in Romance
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"Yeah, yeah." Red interrupted, giving the smaller Irken a bored look. "We actually want to tell you something, Zim."
"Oh! Sure! Right! What is it, sirs?"
"You're not really on a mission. We just wanted you gone." Purple nodded with a mouthful of doughnut. Zim gave them a blank look, then chuckled nervously. "Hehe, good one, My Tallests.....I almost believed you for a second there."
"We're not joking with you. I'm serious." Red replied, glaring at him. Zim's eyes widened. "Y-You can't be serious! You just.....can't! I'm here on a mission for the Irken Armada!"
"No, you're not! We just sent you away because you're irritating."
"No! It's not true! It's not true!" Zim cried, tears starting to streak his cheeks.
"it is true. Face it, Zim. Nobody likes you. And nobody ever will." Red smirked at Zim's tears. "Don't try an
IZ: TearsZim keeps himself staring at the front of the room, at the casket. Dib's casket.IZ: Tears4 years ago in Fan Fiction
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It amazes him how well they reconstructed the teens face. So accurate. But really, is that a good thing? He decides that it's not. Wouldn't being able to see the dead boy as he really is help everyone to realize that he isn't? Maybe not.
People around him are crying, if only to be polite. He knows that none of them cared for Dib, that they never gave him anything but glares and rude statements, if anything. Keef is crying the hardest, clinging to Zim's shoulders. It's annoying him to no end. The red-head apologizes again and again for not being able to succeed in making Dib and the alien friends.
The Irken decides to ignore him and look over to Gaz. She's got a school counselor and her third-grade teacher, Elliot, trying to comfort her. Zim can't see her face, as she's curled into a ball, completely motionless.
The professor is in the back, drinking coffee with several of his lab-slaves.
He turns towards t