Title: Touch
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Rating: T
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Author: TrilleDiabolo
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Warning(s): Shounen-ai, intergalactic love
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Summary: A story inspired by my ZaDr fanart "ZaDr - shoujo style". Zim doesn't know about human affections and how intimate a touch can be. Dib decides to show him. Story for ~Yakushi
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Hands. Sensations. Nerves connecting to a central core. Sending pleasurably messages to one's body.
Lips, soft, wet, chapped, burned, swollen. Delicious sweet lingering feelings that make one dizzy.
Warmth, a momentum of heat radiant heat from another's body. Waves of comfort.
Emotions, in every color shape and size.
Touches, the very feeling of
"I don't know. I just feel it in my soul, you know?"
"Soul? I've never heard of that organ."
Dib laughed under his breath and rolled from his back to face the creature next to him. Zim looked weirdly sexy wrapped in his bed sheets, entirely out of place, but somehow right where Dib wanted him to be. He supposed it was all the softness; the pillows, the blankets, the inquisitive expression on his strange face, the exact opposite of everything the boy knew about his extraterrestrial.
"Your soul isn't an organ, goof. It's.."
He'd just been expounding on why the paranormal sciences were integral to the evolution of the human race, it was hard
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The Genesis
In the beginning... there was NOTHING. But then one day, the great creator Jhonen Vasquez picked up a pencil and drew a little alien on a piece of paper. "I shall call him ZIM!" he proclaimed.
The creation known as Zim was an odd little thing. Jhonen didn't know where in those brainmeats of his he got the alien from, but after staring at th
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Author's Note: YOU DON'T LIKE ZADR DON'T READ.
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Zim's POV
Another typical Earth day, I walked to Skool and it was slightly drizzling. Good thing I put some paste on this morning or I would be burning like no tommarow. I came to a halt at my bus stop and decided to sit down for a minute and think about my mission.
Destroy Dib, Destroy the Humans, Destroy anything that's not Irken. I laughed at the final thought and realized that my bus was waiting for me to get on. The bus driver was growling at me when I was not getting on and I quickly c
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Don't Like ZADR Don't Read.
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The Skool bell rang as the students took there seats, Dib stared at the green kid across the room, who appeared to be doodling. The teacher walked into class and set down her paperstack of work.
"Hi, I am Mrs.Monro, Miss Biters is out due to a catch of the flu, anywho she has assigned you all group projects, I will allow you all to pick your partners and come up and get your papers", the teacher said. In a flash everyone got up and picked there best friend as a partner leaving Dib and Zim alone. The teacher