ZADR-Not What it Looks Like.

There was a new girl in skool today.
Dib noticed her right off. She was a tiny thing, skinny with a kind of grace to it. Her hair was simple, short and reddish brown. From a distance her eyes looked dark blue, but closer up they had tints of green and gray.
Gwenevere
Dib couldn’t stop glancing at her. His gaze was glued to her from the second she walked into the classroom. No one else ever caught his attention like this…well, no human, at least. Dib shot a furtive glance in his boyfriend’s direction, knowing how possessive he was. But Zim was oblivious to the classroom as usual. Scribbling some notes in Irken, probably trying to prove to Dib that he had not given up on his mission.  No problems with him then. Back to Gwenevere. She had her head bent over her paper, writing something. Her medieval name fit her. She was beautiful. Her short hair showed off her long neck…a neck that was smooth and tan, not green. He found himself wondering what it would be like to kiss a human. A human girl. When he next looked away, the bell had rung and klass was over.
“Dib-thing.” Dib felt a tug on his hair scythe.
“Oh, hey Zim.” Dib blushed and quickly stood up from his desk. “I lost track of time, I barely heard the bell.”
Zim crossed his arms. He had grown some since coming to Earth, but even so, Dib was a head taller than the Irken. “Silly human pig. Falling asleep in klass. You are lucky, for today is the EARLY release!”
Dib’s mind slowly came back to him as he stopped staring at Gwenevere. “Wha…oh yeah. Right. I was gonna take you to the movies.” He picked up his bag from under his desk.
Zim glanced around the empty classroom, looking sly as he sidled up to Dib. “I had something else in mind. We can go to my base…” he reached his hands up to Dib’s shoulders. “I’ll turn GIR off, and we can…” A long green finger twirled around Dib’s ear. “Relax.” Zim drew out the word into a hiss before softly kissing the human boy.
I am lucky. Dib thought, kissing back. Zim is hardly ever in the mood to do...stuff. Zim broke the kiss with a smirk. “Or would you rather go to the MOO-vies?” Dib blinked rapidly a few time. His mind had gone blank. Again. He was easily distracted today. He grabbed Zim’s arm and his books from the desk. “Relaxing sounds great!” he said as he dragged his lover out the door.

[Narrator.] Ahem. The following...activities were not deemed appropriate to exist anywhere other than the writer’s twisted mind. Details were never written down. Thank you.

The next morning, as kids slowly filed into the classroom, Dib’s eyes were once more drawn to Gwenevere. Why can’t I stop looking at her? Maybe because her legs look so long in that skirt... He sat down abruptly, shaking his head. He didn’t want someone in a skirt. He wanted Zim. He loved Zim. It didn’t matter if their relationship was…well, unusual. Dib told himself his hormones were just acting up because he’d never kissed a girl. He didn’t really like her that much. He told himself this until he heard the teacher utter three dreaded words. Assigned lab partners. The entire class groaned, knowing that their teacher would try hard as possible to shove enemies together and keep friends apart. “Zim…and…Keef.” Zim shuddered and looked hopelessly at Dib, who rolled his eyes. At least it wasn’t Torque. “Dib and...Let’s see...” The teacher looked around ponderously. “Gwenevere.” Dib’s heart stuttered for a moment. He was going to be working with her? For the entire klass?