Health class project

Chapter 4

Ok, so I suck for taking this long to update, but spare me ok? Iv'e kinda been banned from the computer as of late. Anyways I hope you like it ; ) P.S Little citricy towards the end there.

  He felt emotions run through him as the human collapsed in his arms, breathing erratic and heart pumping. His own blood was racing, at the mere thought that something was wrong with the Dib. Zim raced into the elevator after collecting all of the boy in his arms, he rode it to the next level, a medical lab he had set up in case of emergency. And this was definitely an emergency. The alien laid down the boy softly, on an examination table, making sure his head was at a comfortable angle. Claws tapped quickly and angrily at the keyboard, at the other end of the room, putting in a system of command to inspect and take a scan of the incapacitated teenager.

 He sat impatiantly as the computer did its work, the audible 'tap', 'tap' of his claws was the only sound save for Dib's labored breathing. Once the scan was complete he almost jumped to the moniter, reading over the results a darker green flush spread across his cheeks. He honestly didn't know wether to thank or punish Gir, he decided that the latter would probably be better, so he called him to come. As the robot made is way downstairs, Zim remembered how this mess had came to be.

*Start Flash Back*

 It was boring, he was bored, nothing to do, nothing at all. All his work was done, he'd already scrubbed the entire base so clean it hurt to look at. Gir was asleep, if it could even sleep, and the Dib human was away on a ghost-hunting trip, which he felt was utterly stupid. So he had nothing to do, but... He grinned and rushed to his chemical lab, he had been meaning to experiment more on some human medicines and drugs, but never could because Gir would take them and do Tallest knew what with them. So now was a fine opportunity.

 He moved onto the next item he had randomly purchased at a drug store, Viagra? Odd name, what was its function? After reading over its uses and directions Zim through caution out the window and shot it down, what was the worse that could happen? He took several pills and crushed them into fine powder, mixing that with a clear, tasteless liquid with low viscosity (don't know what it is, look it up), and set it on a burner. So he let that sit for a while as he worked out the possible outcomes and mixtures he could do. 

 It was an hour later when he had finished, what he was left with was a yellow liquid that smelled strongly of prunes. That if taken by a human in its current state, would result in extreme hormonal fixation to the closest person around. Somewhat like a 'love potion' from human lore, except instead of love, it was lust. He nodded and smiled to himself, it wasn't something he really needed, except... Thoughts drifted to an annoying human he knew very well, what he wouldn't give... Unfortunately Zim was in such a daze that he didn't notice when a small robot came in and stole the product, only when his insane giggling as he ran through the door alerted Zim. The alien shrugged, what was the worse that could happen?

*End Flash Back*

 Zim hissed and hid his face away in his palms, apparently this was the worse that could happen. When Gir came into the room he was fuming, what was he to do?! "Gir! What was it that you did with that serum I made a few days ago?" The little robot thought about it,

 "I made waffles! And I fed some to pretty-boy!" Pretty-boy! "Whas' wrong mastah?" 

 "Go to your chamber Gir! Later you're going to make this entire base spotless, do the laundry, and not more angry monkey for a week!" Zim yelled, he was now only half mad about the 'lust-potion', it was mostly because Gir though Dib was pretty! Dib is mine dammit! Of course at that moment the human boy began to stir from his sleep. Zim acted quick and searched through the scan's results to find out how long the mixture would last, seeming to loose all hope when it told him that the earliest would be two days from then. A million ideas on how to keep the boy contained came to mind, but all was for not when he heard a sleepy and too-cute-for-it's-own-good's voice say "Zim? are you OK?" he turned to watch as the Dib slowly moved down from the table, face flushed and eyes timid,which was way too cute. Dib approached him slowly, looking up into his own eyes nervously, "Is there something wrong?" He wrapped his hands behind Zim's head pulling them closer, "if there is I can fix it for you Zim. I can do anything you need me to."

 The aliens eyes couldn't possibly grow any wider as Dib kissed him, he tried so desperately not to lean in, not to take advantage of the opportunity. But as those hands grazed across his antenna he just gave up. Dib soon found himself pinned back on the table, with Zim hovering over him, giving him kisses and licks along his neck and jaw. Their lips connected again almost harshly, and Zim was losing all reason, and the way that Dib was whimpering was not helping at all. It was when they had separated again and Zim nipped his way down the human's throat to his collarbone that Dib had said it, "Zim, I feel so hot, like i'm burning," he panted, eye's filmed in desire, "please, please do whatever you need to- get rid of it- make it go away please," the emerald being pushed himself away, shaking his head.  he stepped back and slammed his hands down on the desk where they had been before.

 Dib followed him, persistent, wanting "Please Zim, it's OK, please I need this." Their eyes met and the alien felt himself melting under that honey gaze, he cradled his neck in his claws and connected their lips again. And Dib's moan as he did it made him feel bad for the needle sinking into the boys neck, he collapsed in his arms, Zim picked the teen from the floor and settled him in his arms. 

Zim watched the human carefully as he set him on his bed, removing his glasses he made him comfortable before exiting the room and pacing the hallway on the first floor. He knew that the serum would only keep him under for at least another two hours, what would he do after that, keep him sedated? That could be dangerous for his humans health. But so is the alternative, giving him what he wanted.

 So that is it for now, see you as soon as I can my lovely and handsome readers, tootles.

 And I totally did just write 'tootles'.