Swollen Years

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:D Back. Yes, still lazy. Will never go away, sorry :) Mid term exams are coming up, so ya. Wheee~
BTW, just so you guys know, I.HATE.THINKING.OF.CHAPTER.NAMES.
Seriously. ;-;

~*Chapter 11*~

Noise.
There was so muhc noise ringing in the atmosphere. The air was cold and lingered on skin.

The first thing Nathan noticed when he awoke was he was staring at the cieling. He couldn't move, couldn't talk. All he could do was let his curious eyes wonder. It only took a few minutes for him to realize he was strapped down on a hard, cold, metal table.

The bastard.
He said the table was broken.

Nathan tried to scream and thrash himself out. Nothing was working, his screams muffled by the strap over his mouth, his thrashes and efforts caught dead in the metal straps around his wrists, ankles, and over his torso. He was helpless.

The boy quieted down when he knew his efforts were worthless. He layed there, thoughts running around his mind as his eyes looked to his left and right, trying to take in the scene around him. A loud smash echoed the room, making Nathan's frightened eyes pop open. They grew shakey and small as he slowey looked to his left, seeing Dib entering upon the room. The closer Dib got, the harder Nathan's breathing became, and the more terrified his eyes grew.

Dib hovored about the petit boy, smile growing. His gentle hazel eyes exploring the boy's body. "This is truely a great sight. You got yourself a nice body." His hands massaged Nathan's cheek, making the boy whimper into the strap over his mouth. "A perfect body for experiments." He removed the strap covoring his mouth.

Nathan didn't speak at first. He began to breathe deeply as he head rolled back, his neck felt so good. That strap wouldn't allow him to move his head at all. "Dib, please. This isn't funny, let me go."

"Why would I do that? After all this time, I finally have you. Why would I let YOU go?" Dib leaned over the table, his mouth less than an inch from the boy's skin on his neck. His breathe scattered across the skin as he spoke. "I want you to be mine, and mine only.."

Nathan pushed his head away, but couldn't get his neck out of Dib's mouth's range. "This is important Dib, if you were smart, you'd unstrap me right no-"

Dib's hand began to explore his body. "Where is it?"

Nathan began to get squirmy. "STOP. WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO- MOLEST ME?"

"Where is it? Where's the device that takes off your disguise?"

"What the hell are you talking about!?"

Dib's face grew dark and evil. He slowely stood right up again, looking down at the boy's face. He spoke coldly. "Don't play with me... I'll get the information right out of you."

Nathan didn't respond. He only stared at Dib's face, petrified. "I don't get it.."

Dib's eyes narrowed. "I see how it is." He walked out of Nathan's viewing area and stood behind the boy's head. Nathan clenched his teeth together and slowely drew his head backward, to see Dib, looking over him.
"Dib.. what are you.."

"Too tell you the truth, I've always wanted to do this.." He began to message the boy's head, rubbing and exploring. He grunted with frustration. "Damnit.. Where the hell.."

Nathan gasped and began to swing his head left and right. "No no no! Stop! This won't get you anywhe-" He then began to moan.

"Aha.. there's the jackpot.." Dib twirled a long black appendage in his hand, rubbing and caressing. He moved his hands up and down the stalk with a sly smile. "These are entertaining to play with, wish I had them." He started tugging at them. Nathan stopped thrashing, and closed his eyes, humming.

Dib leaned his mouth down to the stalk. "So tell me.. how do I turn off this disguise?"

"Nyeh.. uh.." Dib took the appendage in his mouth, playing with it in his tongue. Nathan let out a sharp screech. "My watch! My watch handels it all.."

Dib chuckled with the antennae in his mouth still. "That's a good boy." He removed the objects in his mouth and began to wrestle with the watch on the boy's left wrist. Nathan remained silent through it all, breathing lightly. Dib finally was able to unband the watch, and removed it completely. He threw the watch to the floor, and stepped on it. Glass shattered in all directions. Nathan gasped and threw his head up to see if he really did break the watch. "NO!"

Dib laughed as he stood back, and saw the boy's body pixel away into another. Pink hands became green, three-digited ones, clothing became armor with metals, and eyes became pupil-less and deep red. "No.. You didn't.."

"You know Zim, you look 10 times better than you did back then..." Dib said, staring at the even more perfect body now. Perfect legs covored with shiny black pants, with boots with metal toes. Dib began to touch Zim's legs, making the other gasp and push his legs away.

"..You.. you.. you FILTHY human! Get your germy hands away from me!" Zim snarled. Dib's hand instantly covored his mouth.

"Finally Zim.. Finally I have your fine ass in my possesion.." His eyes traveled up and down his body again, making Zim feeling uncomfterable with the predator-eyes Dib has owned. Dib smiled at Zim's reactions, and slowely climbed onto the table, hovoring over Zim's trapped body. He lowered his head and began to lick at his neck, with whimpers muffled from his hand. "You know Zim, your noises only make me want to do this even more." Zim began to scream into his hand, trying to sway his head left and right. Dib bite down on his skin, making Zim stop all movements.

Dib was enjoying Zim's reactions. He couldn't help but be turned on a bit from it. He blew on the skin where he had licked, making it feel bitter cold to Zim, making the smaller shiver. He then soothed it out with small kisses on the cold spot. Dib moved both hands to Zim's shoulders, pinning him down more, even though he was already strapped, allowing Zim to freely moan. Dib then began to tease him again with more licks and kisses, and went to sucking his neck.

"Dib.. please, stop. There's something going on that I need to explain to you!" Dib looked up into his ruby, frightened eyes, and moved his mouth away. A long string of saliva connecting his mouth to Zim's neck, then dissapeared when Dib whiped his mouth. "Nevermind that Zim, I'm having fun with this. You don't know how good it is to do this to you."

Zim stared frightened at him, he then turned his head and narrowed his eyes, looking away from Dib. "I thought you wanted to dissect me, or send me to the Earth authorities, not suck me." His tone was hard and serious. Dib smiled, and began to dig tools out of a cabinet.

"That was in the past Zim. Sure, I'm going to experiment you, but I'm not turning you in." He pulled over a table with sharp looking tools scatterd across the surface. "You're mine and mine only, like I said. I deserve to have you to myself, and not being abused by my dad's foolish workers."

Zim's attention lost interest in Dib's words when he saw the sharp tools. He could already feel those sharp tools digging into his soft flesh. The pink circles in his eyes growing small. Dib could see his fear by looking in his eyes. He grabbed scissors, and playfully began to open and close them in front of Zim's face. Zim's reactions of sharply blowing in air through his teeth made Dib laugh. "You scared of these already Zim? Wow, though you were tougher than that."

"SHUT UP! If you were in my place, you'd be scared shitless too!" Zim screamed. He gasped and stared as Dib used the sciccors to slowely cut away Zim's black and red shirt, stopping at the metal guard in the middle of his torso.

"This metal protection is going to get annoying." Dib put down the sciccors, and began to pull off Zim's boots, and removing all metal on Zim's new, very well designed uniform. All metal including his boots, shoulder guards, and knee pads were removed, leaving Zim with only fabric clothing on. Zim didn't speak a word, he knew everything he said would be wasted. So he only clenched his teeth and looked away. Dib clapped his hands swiftly when all the metals were removed. "There." He grabbed the sciccors and began to work on cutting Zim's shirt in half again.

Zim could feel the cold air attacking his bear skin when Dib removed his shirt. He gasped and tried wiggling out, of course, failing. "A-are you going to cut me open?"

Dib smiled and touched Zim's stomach. He was amazed by how.. soft his skin was. It was perfect. Hairless, soft, and healthy looking. There were no nipples or belly button. Not to mention the perfect muscle tone. "Yes, I am." He said with a teasing tone. He grabbed a red marker, and draw a red X, right where Zim's squeedily-spooch was. Dib began to look for tools on the table. Zim sighed unhappily, and turned his head away, squeezing his eyes shut. Dib looked and saw Zim's wrecked facial expression. "Ah, what's wrong Zim? Giving up already?"

"It's obvious I can't do anything about this.." he spoke quietly and calm. "Go ahead and do what you wish with me."

Dib smiled. "I think I will." Zim could feel an extremely sharp pain in the marked area. He screamed loudly, then bite his lip to draw in most of his cries. His thoughts swirled. 'I knew I would end up like this. I knew somehow, someday Dib would catch me. And I kne-'

"Done." Said Dib with a cheerful, pleased tone. Zim's eyes shot open and say his red blood streaming out like a river out of a small hole in his stomach. He looked up to Dib and saw Dib had shot tube full of his blood. "A...A blood sample?"

"Mmmhm. You're lucky. I was ready to cut you open for real, but decided teasing you was way too fun.."

Zim stared, amazed. He was still alive. Dib didn't kill him. He only stabbed him with a needle. (Which hurts like hell. When you know when you're going to get poked, it hurts 5x as much. Seriously.) Zim breathed in and out slowely. He could feel his blood running down his sides. "I hate you Dib! I hate you I hate you I HATE YO-" Dib's hand grabbed onto both his lekku and forcefully slammed his head back again the hard, metal table.

"Shut up Zim, you baby." Dib knelt down, and began to lick Zim's blood off his sides and stomach. To his surprise, it was sweet, unlike human blood. Didn't taste metallic-like. He licked all of the overflowing blood away and covored Zim's shot hole. "I think I've had enough fun for now." Dib unstrapped Zim, but was getting ready to run, in case his play-thing tried to make a run for it. But he didn't. Zim stayed on the table and sat up, staring at his hands.

Dib began to dig through tools in his cabinets. "So Zim, explain to me, why did you leave Earth?" Zim looked at Dib, antennae perked up with an "eh?"

Zim looked back into his hands. "I left... I left because.."

Dib grew impatient. "Because..?!" Dib took out another metal device, but hid it where Zim couldn't see it.

Zim jerked. "-Because I got bored, ok?!"

Dib's eyes grew cold and hard. "You left... because.. you. Were. BORED?! Of what, Earth!?"

"Yes.." Zim looked at Dib and grey frightened by Dib's cold stare. "I mean, I'm Irken! Earth is a planet that Irkens would have no reason to stay at! So I left!"

Dib snarled. "And WHEN did you leave?"

"You're fourtenth birthday. I thought that might as well leave on a day that would be a good enough present for you. I dont know.."

Dib was now hovoring about Zim, with cold eyes, completely evil. "You.. You Irken bastard!" He grabbed Zim's nick on threw him onto the table, climbing over him. Zim grabbed Dib's hands and tried pulling them away. "Do you know how much your dissapearance has impacted me?! It nearly ruined me!"

Zim tried to speak, but couldn't due to being chocked to death. Dib loosened his grip, and slowely, removed his hands away from him completely. "I'm sorry Zim.. I really am..." His eyes met Zim's. "Hehe.. but.. it doesn't matter now." He grabbed Zim's shoulder with one hnd and held him down. "You're mine now, and that's all that matters now!"

Zim snarled, and grabbed Dib's hair, and pulled hard, and threw Dib off of his body. Zim instantly jumped off the table and began to run towards the door out. On his way, he grabbed his broken watch and all the peices scattered. "Damnit damnit damnit damnit..."

"You little bastard!" Dib was already his feet and after Zim. He dived after Zim, and almost caught him. Zim realized Dib was after him just in time before Dib got him. Grabbing the last peice, Zim jumped out of Dib's range and ran after the exit again.

The alien was getting overjoyed. He could see himself out and away from Dib as he got closer to the door. He was going to get away! He was going to get away from Dib! When Zim grabbed the door knob, getting prepared to run out, a firm, hard grip was held on his left antennae.

Zim couldn't move. Couldn't speak. His hand rested on the knob. He slowely looked back and saw Dib, holding onto him, with the most evil look he has ever seen in his lifetime. He had failed? How is that possible? He was so far ahead from Dib, a step ahead of him, and just when he was ready to escape, he got caught? No, it couldn't be.

Dib growled. "Don't forget Zim..You.Are.MINE!" With extreme force, Dib pushed Zim back and slammed him against the wall. He grabbed Zim's hands and cuffed them against the wall. Now he couldn't escape, his back was facing Dib, and Dib still had him.

"I knew you'd try to run. It's so predictable from you." Dib began to laugh loudly. "You're not getting away from me Zim, ever! I'll make sure of it!" Dib began to squeeze Zim's hands, and then, began to move the bones inside his hands. Zim screamed as his bones were forcefully being re-arranged, only making Dib laugh louder. He grabbed Zim's shoulder and turned him around so Zim was facing him. They exchanged looks. Dib's sadist, possesive look battling againsts Zim's begging, hateful glare. Then, Dib's eyes softened. His hands slowely traveled to Zim's face, and held him there. Zim wasn't sure if Dib was getting ready to squeeze his skull, so he decided not to rebel just in case.

Dib smiled, a needy, wanting smile. He slowely leaned in, and pressed his lips to Zim's, causing Zim to grunt from suprise. The smaller tried to get away, but Dib's demanding grip held him there. Dib moved his lips over Zim's in different directions. Dib tried to push his tongue into Zim's mouth, but Zim wasn't allowing access. Dib tried to push his tongue through, but Zim kept his lips shut, restricting Dib's awaiting tongue. Frustrated, Dib pulled away, and glowered at Zim. "Open your mouth." When Zim was ready to reply, Dib took his chance to shove his tongue in when Zim took in a breathe to speak. Zim squeeked and moaned as Dib's tongue molested the inside of his mouth, exploring, and feeling everything inside. He grinded his tongue against the tip of Zim's sharp teeth, and licking Zim's lips. When Zim stopped battling against Dib, he pulled away from Zim and smiled. "Gotcha.."

Zim slowely opened his eyes and realized Dib had placed a metal collar around his neck. He gasped and starting tugging at it, screaming and shouting. "What the fuck Dib?! What the.. How did..?"

"I put it on when you gave up fighting me when I was trying to make out with you. Worked well, you didn't even notice." Dib smiled, proud of himself.

Zim continued to struggle and tug. He got onto his knees and fought with it with all his force, but the metal collar refused to slip off. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, Zim."

Dib took out a remote, and pressed the shiny green button on the button, and watched as Zim was filled with electrical waves that filled his body. It was just like a tazer. Zim fell completely to the ground as he screamed. When the waves stopped, Zim gasped for breathe and looked up at Dib, eyes begging. "Are you done fighting me Zim? With that collar there, your no more like a dog. It's a tracker, and like an electric collar." He sounded quite proud of himself. Zim layed on the ground, staring as Dib gloated. "I knew it was you since the day I met you! You really think you can fool me?" Dib knelt down and placed Zim's face in his hands, massaging his cheek sweetly. When Zim's rebellious eye gesture dissapeared, Dib moved his hands to Zim's lekku. He slowely pet them, moving his hands up and down the stalk. Now Zim was completely vulnerable. The Irk went limp, closed his eyes, and began to hum and moan in his throat. Dib grabbed Zim and held him bridal-style in his arms, and carried him upstairs.

"Don't worry Zim." He whispered into Zim's antennae. "I'll put you to good use."

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Uh... Uhhhhh. Yeah, shit chapter. Sorry. Fingers started to hurt, =w=
But I finally got this story started! :D Mmmm isn't Zim slavery sexy? I think it is.

(I don't mean to make Zim so OOC. I tried, but at the same time, I'm trying to build up for an explaination for why he's acting different. So sorry. ;-;)