Swollen Years

Is this the story still going?
~Yes.
Have you planned ahead for the plot?
~Yes.
Are you still lazy?
~Damn right.


Seriously, my laziness is really getting out of hand.. Oh well. I'll continue this story unless my computer explodes on me again. Other than that, I'll take my dear, oh-so-sweet time writing chapters.

I need to learn to make chapters more lengthy. so I'll attempt it at this chapter.

~*Chapter 9*~

Drool started to run down Nathan's chin as time liked to go by slowely. He couldn't believe he had the ability to become THIS bored. It was absoloute torture. His eyes twitched, both of them trying to stay up. At times, the boy found himself half-asleep, with his eyes closed, then would snap his eyes open in attempt to fight the drowsyness.

"Nathan?"

The boy didn't seem to hear, or respond.

"...Nathan..?"

"Nnnghh.."

"Nathan!" The professor screamed.

The boy's eyes flicked open, wide with alert. "OH GOD, I SWEAR, IT WASN'T ME!"

Nathan's eyes zoomed around the room, seeing lots of pairs of eyes staring at him. He didn't even know what the hell was going on.

The professor stepped up to Nathan, with a cold glare. "You better wake up, or you're out of here!"

"Ooooh what a shame." Nathan responded with a sarcastic tone.

"Excuse me?"

Nathan's green eyes rolled. "I really don't give half a shit if you send me out of here. Hell, I'll love you for it!" He was too tired, too much in a bad mood to even care about what he was saying. He was bored. He wanted out. Nothing to it.

"Since you obviously don't belong here, I guess I WILL send you out!" Her finger extended towards the door. "You can go out if you want."

"Oh thank Jesus!" The boy got on his knees and clapped together his hands, and bobbed his hands in the air. "Thank you thank you, thank you!" And with that, the boy left the room, only to leave a middle finger facing towards them, and then dissapearing.

The room sat silent for several seconds. The teacher couldn't believe a student would abandon a highly-professional scientifics class, let alone act out such immature behaviors.

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"What's wrong Dib? I like him! He fed me sweets for crying out loud!" Tak said, followed with a light chuckle. She was lying down on her bed, with her left leg dangly on the other, letting her foot freely settle in the air. "Don't see why you don't like him."

"You're making it sound like I said I hate him. I didn't say anything close to that!" Dib said in a defensive tone. "All I said was he is quite the... 'interesting' person. That's all."

Tak's violet eyes shifted to the left, to stare at Dib's face. He was sitting down next to her. "I think I owe him. He saved me from that stupid test-tube!"

"Which you're suppose to be in right now, might I add?"

The Irk stretched her arms up, and pulled herself up into a sitting position. "I'm not going back in that thing. I'll kill every single human here if they think I'm going back in it."

"Stubborn bitch.." Dib thought

Really, Dib wanted to slap Tak across the face right about now. She hasn't changed much over the years.. She's still evil. She's still clever.. And better yet, she still doesn't like to give up.

"I hate fighting with you, so I'll just skip this topic. I'll move onto something more... Err.. simple?"

Tak smiled. Not her usual, evil smile, but a gentle, soft smile. "Alright then. What's on your mind?"

Dib's amber eyes widened. "You're the last person I'll ever talk to about what's on my mind."

The Irk began to lean in on Dib, invading his personal space. "Tell meee.." She spoke in a low tone. "Or else I'll find a way for you to tell me."

"You know Tak, you think you're hot shit, but you aren't! Atop trying to-"

Tak's lips shoved themselves onto Dib's. Moving in different directions, pushing forcefully onto his.
This wasn't pleasant at all for Dib. He couldn't think of anything to do at that moment. Her lips slowely moving over his, it felt terrible. Finally gaining movement again, Dib pushed Tak away from him, and began to pant for air.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" He screamed. "DO YOU KNOW HOW AWFUL THAT WAS?!"

Tak's eyes were wide open, with shock. She didn't expect Dib to NOT like the kiss. She thought he would love it. "..You.. You didn't enjoy it?"

Dib began to whipe his lips with the sleeve of his arm. "Not at all.."

"Oh.. I'm sorry then. I thought you would enjoy it, considering the fact you're in love with me, and all."

Dib's laughter filled the room. Tak stared at him as he laughed almost insanely. "Be in love.. Haaha.. with YOU?! What the hell makes you think I'm in love with you?!" he laughed for several more minutes, then began to settle down. His gut was throbbing with pain. "Ohhh god that made my gut hurt."

Tak didn't speak. She had nothing to say. What could she say? Her face was flushed with embarresement. "I don't know what to say.."

"Then don't say anything. I'll forget that this ever happened, if that settles you."

Tak looked up at him with sad eyes. "Thanks.."

Dib began to walk away from her, towards the exit door. "See you. Hope you enjoy your next set of expirements."

"WAIT DIB!" Tak cried out, reaching out towards him.

Dib turned around. "Hmm?"

"D-Do you know where Nathan is? Just curious.."

"Uhh I think he said he had to go somewhere.. like a lab or a class.. or something.. I don't know, and I don't care."

"Oh alright.. Thanks. I just wanted to talk to him again."

"Ok.." Dib really just wanted to get away from her. He didn't care if she wanted to talk to him. "Well, see you." And with that, he walked out and closed the door behind him without a second glance.

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"OH GOD YES, I'M FREE!" Nathan danced in the halls, jumping and laughing. "NO MORE SHITTY LECTURES FROM A BORING ASS TEACHER! NO MORE-"

A hand landed on Nathan's head, making the boy stop at his tracks and shut up. For a second, he was confused on what was happening, then he turned himself around to see Dib looking down at him with a smile.

"Having fun there, Nathan?"

"Y-You..."

"Huh?"

"YOU'RE SO TALL. HOW'D YOU DO IT?" Nathan jumped onto Dib and pressed his face close to Dib's. "Tell me, tell me, tell me!"

Dib stared at the boy and was debating in his head weather he should push Nathan off and run for his life, or just stay and talk. "..You're a bit hyper now, aren't ya?"

Nathan's head tilted to the left, and stared at Dib with confused, emerald eyes. "You're talking to me like I'm some little kid."

"Of course, you act like one."

"..Your the worst kind of people."

Dib laughed, then slowely pushed the boy off his chest. "Time to settle down, I suppose?"

"Eh? What do you mean? I just ate a shitload of sugary snacks, and you expect me to settle down?"

"I guess you have a point.."

Nathan turned his head away, then looked up at Dib. "So, did you miss me?"

"Pffft don't even try it. Tak was looking for some self-ego stroking, and she didn't get any. So what makes you sure you will?"

"I'm special, don't ya know?"

Dib rolled his eyes and smiled. "Oh yes, of course. Your a idiotic, hyper, special little boy."

"I'm not THAT little.. I'm about.. er... five foot 6 inch?.. I think.."

Dib patted his hand on Nathan's head. "Poor small you. But it's alright. I like smaller."

Nathan smiled. "Uhh thanks, I guess."

Dib grabbed the boy's elbow and began to lead him. "I want to take you somewhere.. We'll have a great time."

The boy stared at Dib, confused. "Uhh, I'm not sure if that's ok with me. I'de rather just stay he-"

Soft, gentle lips glazed over Nathan's. It happened so suddenly.. One moment Dib's dragging him somewhere, the next, Dib's kissing him. His lips were so.. soft. And gentle. The boy couldn't move, he didn't know what to do. So he did the only thing he could do- accept it.

Nathan went limp against Dib, completely stopping all of his movements. He was like a noodle. Dib wrapped his arms around the boy's waist and pulled him closer. His lips still brushing against the other, he opened his eyes to see Nathan's was closed.

Dib broke the kiss, and stared at the boy's relaxed face for several moments. When Nathan opened his eyes, he stared at the taller with a shocked, yet confused expression.

Dib smiled at the boy. "I guess that calmed you down of your sugar rush."

Nathan didn't respond. He just stared at Dib, wordless. Dib grabbed his elbows again, but more gently this time, and slowely began to lead him again. "Your lips tastes like sugar."

And Dib led Nathan out to the parking lot in silence.