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Old 01-02-2008, 04:40 AM

[edit]I know I screwed up... This is to be moved to the Fan-Ficion area... Someone please move it or report it...[/edit]

Okay. This one... Is my Invader Zim Fanfic.
I would like to say this. It is Rated 13+.
And I have made a few spelling mastakes... I'll try and weed them out. But if you spot any... Please tell me. And try not to be so rude about my mastakes... </3 It's not the greatest. I know. Just something to post up. <3


Here it is:
As Dib sat on his window still, he sighed. As he sat, he stared out into the black sky filled with dotts that shined like dimonds. The moon showed it's cold rays that glisened off of his glasses and ash-felt hair. In the moment of silence Dib seemed in the moment of waiting, but nothing at still.
There was a shine that lite the sky like a falling star. Dib marveled in wonder as the falling 'item' hit the ground in the middle of Dib's street. Dib raced down the stairs in blind happyness. haulted by a voice.
"Where do you think your going?" As the question was quarked, Dib froze to turn around to his dad.
Ummm... I going out to see an alien-atted item that fell from the sky," Dib said ever so bluntly. Closing his eyes to hear his reaction.
"Ah... My poor insane son..." He replyed with out much thouhgt, went on with his own thing.
"Good thing Dad never belives me." Dib murmered to himself to the point it was just a thouhgt in his head.
As he got closer to the item he was more estatic by the closing in of the item from the depths of space.
'A pod?...!' Dib closed his theorys. The pod opened and out fell an Urken! Into Dib's arms. It's cloths seemed like he had seen them before. But before Dib could give it another thouhgt he was carrying the Urkin to his door.
He paused to think... "Wait, if I bring this in Dad with be in the kitchen ready to raise one eye brow and wonder what I'm doing holding this green child.'
As he thought more the thing in his arms began to moan.
"Oh yeah!" Dib remembered and gathering his courage opened the door and ran up the stairs in panic, but didn't notice Gaz and rammed into her before making it into his room.
"Dib...! Watch where yo- Who's that Dib?" Gaz questioned while pointing to the allien... Dib's mind was racing and did not know how to react...
"It-it-it's a mold of an allien for my school project." Trying to choke it out of him with Gaz's ever blinding leer.
"Hmm... Okay... We'll go with that." Gaz smiled a smile most unpleaset, but seemed to clear his mind. He headed his way to his room with the allien in his arms.

Dib entered his room with a sigh of relief. He walked to the side of his bed and placed her down, or at least that's what he thought of the alien... As she laid, Dib waited with out question. In an odd 'problematic' way Dib found himself not to have the urge to wake her up. He seemed to remember her in s way.
Hours passed, and Dib found himself tired, but he was too excited to fall asleep. He almost felt like just shaking her out of her sleep and questioning her. Still, hours passed and after almost reached 9:00 a.m. he noticed it was Monday!
ā€œOh man! I forgot it was a school day!ā€ As Dib yelled, her eyes began to squint. Her eyes opened and with fast motion sat up and stared blankly at Dib. Although she stared blackly, Dib’s stare begged to differ, because he stared in marvel.
ā€œWhat are you doing here on earth?! Planning to destroy the planet too?ā€ He remarked after the awkward silence. Still, she stared ever so blankly.
ā€œOkay… Force isn’t working then how about me just asking you simple questions… Do you know where you came from?ā€ The question hit, but had no effect. The stare she gave him was still blank.
ā€œOkay that one didn’t work… What about your name?ā€
This one she reacted too. She stared at her feet and stared out of question.
ā€œT-T-T-Tak?ā€ Tak blurted sounding as if she was more confused about her name then knowing it.
ā€œTak?! But, how? I thought you died… How did you escape?ā€
Back to the Tak’s ā€œBlack stare she replied,
ā€œWhat escape? Who are you?ā€
ā€œYou don’t remember me? You must have lost your memory in the crash. It did look fatalā€¦ā€ He tailed off into his own thought. As that was going on Tak began to think…
ā€˜Who is this person? He seems odd to say the least…’
ā€œUm… I’m not sure how I got here or why I’m even here… Could you maybe fill me in a little…?ā€ Tak questioned.
Dib stopped rambling on to think of a way to answer...
ā€˜If I tell her the truth shell go on Zim’s side and I’ll have to fight against two aliens…’
Um… You came here to join me in the fight to keep this earth safe from somebody named Zim. How can you forget that?ā€ He announced proudly to think up a scheme that quickly. While he sat there proud of himself he remembered it was school right know.
ā€œOh, bu-ā€œ
ā€œOh-no! I’m late for school! I’m sorry, but can you stay here while I go to school. I’ll explain things after I get back. Please wait here and do not move and make a sound my dad might hear you and wonder what’s up.ā€
ā€œBut.-ā€œ Before she could say another word he was already out the door.
ā€œBut, what’s you name?ā€ She wondered herself. This time she was forcing herself to remember who he was and this ā€Zimā€ character was…

At ā€œskoolā€.

Dib slowly walked into the room panting and managed to say,
ā€œI’m sorry I’m later miss Bitters, I had to finish- Uh, something on my computerā€¦ā€
Miss Bitters turned in evil fury. Zim raised his eyebrow. Dib knew he was going to get snapped at, but as long as he told he a lie to make sure he did not point out anything that would lead to his ā€œalien findingā€.
ā€œI knew you were going to show up late this morning! You’re always late! Take your seat.ā€
Miss Bitters snapped just as Dib predicted and took his seat and sat though one of miss Bitters long talks about ā€œHow the universe will endā€.

As the rant was going on, Zim stared at Dib in confusion. After that was over and done with, the class regained its normal stereotypical ā€œlow understanding/interestā€ to the class being taught at the present moment.
(Zoomed through the whole boring scene of ā€œThe Classroomā€œ)
Nearing the end of class.
Dib and Zim both had their eyes locked on the clock. As the seconds ticked down to their escape. Dib seemed the one to be most ecstatic about leaving.
The annoying, but luminescent sound in a bell at the same time. As that sound reached its peek, Dib was already out the door.
At his locker, Dib swung open his locker and put away his books and his backpack. Putting away his things, closed it to see Zim. His arms folded, staring sternly at Dib.
ā€œWhat do you want now, Zim?ā€
As Zim stood in quiet motion to reply with,
ā€œWhy did you lie to miss Bittersā€
Wha? He saw through my lie? No way… He’s too stupid. As his thoughts ran so did the seconds. Zim grew more angry by Dib’s failure to answer a simple question.
ā€œI… I didn’t lie to miss Bitters. Why don’t you mind yourself and I’ll mind mine!ā€
Defensive in his stance, walked off with pouts in its trails. Zim too found himself in boredom and left for home.

As Dib was exiting the ā€œSkoolā€, he ran too the point of sprinting to his home. Reaching the door, drawn to its as though a treasure chest in waiting. Entering to race up the stares, was halted by stare, yet felt so much like a glare. Gaz stood there…
ā€œUmmm… Hey, Gaz… Nice to see you. I’ll be upstairs. I’ll be down for supper.ā€ As being said, Dib was already racing up the stairs and closed the door behind himself to see Tak…

Soundlessly sleeping on Dib’s bed… Now Dib putt his hand on his face, only to again sit at the foot of this bed in silence. Mustering up as much strength not to wake up Tak. This time he could not wait… Waking Tak by shaking her wildly. Tak opened her eyes. She seemed to be on the verge of crying. Tak jumped out of bed and hugged Dib out of fear. Shock coursed though Dib. After a few seconds Dib took Tak’s shoulders and…
Replied (Ha-ha. You thought he was going to kiss `er. Wait… That was what going through my mind anyhow) ā€Please don’t… I would like it very much if you never did that again.ā€ Forcing Tak off… Pushing his glasses up his nose and sat beside Tak.
ā€œI’m sorry. I had a bad dreamā€¦ā€ Said with sincerity, her hand held her upper arm in embarrassment.
ā€œIt’s okay… Just don’t do it again.ā€ Smiled Dib, trying to make the best of everything.
An awkward silence fell over the room and breaking ā€œitā€ almost felt non-existence.
ā€œUm… I know we left off on the wrong foot and all… But can I know something…?ā€
ā€œOh… Yeah, sure... What?ā€
ā€œYour name…? You know my name, but your a mystery too meā€¦ā€
Oh yeah… She doesn’t remember a thing…
ā€œMe?ā€ Pointing to him self. Tak nodded in agreement.
ā€œI’m Dib.ā€ Dib stood up and walked to his closest and took out all of his stuff and left the stuff beside the closet. Done clearing it out, Dib took a few blankets and pillows and placed it into the closet.
ā€œHere… You’ll have to stay in here until I find something a little better. I feel as though Gaz might know… But I’m not sure.ā€
ā€œUh… Who-ā€œ
ā€œDIB!!! COME DOWN FOR DINNER!!!ā€ Tak’s voice was trailed over by Gaz’s voice.
ā€œComing Gaz!ā€ He yelled back. ā€œ I guess we’ll have to continue this conversation later… Now you have to get in the closet for me.ā€
ā€œB-b-but-ā€œ
ā€œNo ā€œbutsā€. Please. You’ll be okay.ā€ Dib pleaded for Tak to get inside, hoping that it would get her in the closet.
ā€œBut… Okay… Okay because you say everything will be okay.ā€ Tak walked towards the closest in fear and crawled inside. Dib closed the door, smiling.

Tak with out a sound, sat. Her hands gropping her knees in terror.
Why? Why I am so upset with being in this tight spot...? Tak thought while the darkness consumed her.
Thinking recklessly her hand dashed for the knob... Stopping, remembered that Dib put her in here for a reson so her han plopped to the ground.
"Please..." Her hands reached her face while being said, hiding her eyes. Salty dew fell down her face, in stinging pain. Clearing her face, Tak decided to lay down on one of the pillows. Dib is nice, but this spot... I'm not sure how to describe this 'loss'...? Closing her eyes and after twenty minutes she fell into an "angelic" sleeping form.

Thirty Minutes Past...
Dib opened the door. Closing it, then scampered over to the closet. Pressing his mouth to the door and whispered,
"Tak? You okay?" Now Dib pressed his ear to the door to hear what Tak had to say.
But no reply... Dib in worry opened the door to see Tak again in slepping. Now Dib just grinned. Grabed one fo the blankets and covered Tak up. Then quietly closed the door.
Tilted his head down, grining. It's seemed as though Dib was grining in disapointment.
"Sleep well... Tak." Turning around, went to his dresser and opened one to see a faint peice of paper. Overly stuffed with clothing, faint was all it seemed. With his P.j's picked out, changed and went to sleep.

In Dib's closet at 2:00 in to morning.
Tears, Pain, Sweat... LOSS...
Tak opened her eyes to stare at the nothing that surounded her. This time Tak could not find it in her not to open the door. Opening the door, she took in the best breath of air in the day. Scanning the area Tak seen that night was out. Closing the door, tried to sleep once more.
As the clock showed almost an hour and a half of here trying to sleep. Once again Tak re-opened the door... Looked aroung and closed it, but this time Tak sneaked into Dib's bed and feel to sleep.

At five o’clock Dib found himself in the moment of an embrace…
ā€œTak…?ā€ He murmured out sleepily. Glancing around seeing only Tak.
Dib wiggled around to see if he could get one of his arms out of Tak’s ā€˜hug’. Although Dib wiggled, he was stuck… Tak began to move only to get closer to Dib’s face.
Oh… Great. But wait if she moves at the right time I could get at least one of my arms out. I just have to wait… Dib thought and lay, waiting. As the seconds pasted they felt like years. Tak moved in till there faces almost collided with each other. Then Dib broke one of his arms free and shock her abruptly. Tak’s eyes opened with a glint, but to Dib’s amazement they were not ā€œaliveā€ if he were to describe it at all.
ā€œUmmmā€¦ā€ Dib looked down to point out that she was hugging him (since he was sorta tied up). ā€œDo you mind?ā€ He continued.
But all Tak saw was Dib’s flushed/angry face. Tak closed her eyes, almost ā€˜happy’.
Yet again Dib found himself waiting for Tak. As the minutes went by Dib did find a way out of her ā€œgraspā€. Grabbing his glasses from the little table beside his bed. Putting them on, he picked her up and carried her too the closet. Opened the closest with utmost care (to insure that Tak would not slip out of his arm), Slide Tak inside the closest. Only to once again cover her up in the blanket. Closing the door behind him, walked from the door to his little table beside his bed. Placing his glasses on the table, slide himself into bed. And once again found the ease to sleep.

6:00 A.m.
Ring-Ring.
An alarm clock rang into Dib’s ear. Slamming the ā€œSnoozeā€ button, got up with glee. Racing to the closet door, he opened it and replied
ā€œCome on. I have to get you ready for school.ā€
Gotta update that one day... >.<;

Okay... This one is a Death Note Fanfic. <3
WARNING! There is future yaoi content...
Not the greatest yet again... </3
Here you go...:

"Ryuzaki..." Staring at the ground in wonder, yet the slience killed. "Yes, Yagami-kun?" L said from a lower stance (In his chair). The atmosphere was filled with no sound, other then the heart beats that befalled light's chest. "Yagmai-kun... Are you well? Your pail..." L came closer with one step and put his right hand on Light's forehead. Light jolted back and took his coat and walked to the door. His hand on the knob, turning it only to turn his own head, "It's nothing... I just need to sleep, good night Ryuzaki..." Ryuzaki lifted his hand up in his exit "'Good night.'" After that L had a cup on tea fairly blanced on his knee while putting suger in the cup. In front of a computer as usual.
"Matsuda, have you noticed Yagami-kun is acting odd?... Don't you agree?"
"I guess so... What are you trying to get at L?" Pressing his thumb up againset his lower lip. Turning to Matsuda and replied, "I think you know what I mean. He's been acting 'odd'... I think you need to go over to his house and plant some camras in his room."
Matsuda looked shocked/confussed (as usual).
Why would L show intrest to Light...? He did prove he was not Kira... Something has got him stumped... Matsuda thought though the slience and took no notice to what L had said.
"Matsuda, please. This could benifit to the Kira case."
"But how? This doesn't have anything to do with the Kira case. Didn't he show us that he was not Kira?" Matsuda bagan to speak in a "rant" form. Moving his arms while he spoke. "And also I-"
"Matsuda, I bet you could go on for hours. Just do as I say. I don't care if you have to sneak in or go in the door with welcome arms. I have a feeling about this lead."
"Lead?! Light Yagami has nothing to do with this. I think you might be rushing into this..."
L sighed and turned around and bagan to go on his computer.
"I don't care..." Matsuda left in a 'pout', slamming the door behind himself.

In The Morning.
A knock on the door. But only once.
"I'm coming...!" Mr.Yagami rubbed his eyes as he awswered the door.
"Matsuda?"


"Matsuda...?" Mr.Yagami stood infront of the door as Masuda stood with a gaint smile as usual. "Hi, Mr.Yagami. Can I come in for a bit? I need to talk to you about something..." Whispering under his breath, while bowing his head. "Yeah. Sure, come on in." Slightly mr.Yagami pushed himself aside to make room for his 'guest'.
Matsuda welcomed himslef in as he made his way over to the living room. Taking his coat off and placing it on the arm of the couch.
"I'm making some coffee. Would you like some?" Yelling form the kichen echoed in Matsudas ears for a slow reply. "No thank you." He yelled back, but in a more soft tone.
Matsuda reached into his pocket to pull out a a plastic bag with a tiny device in it. 'I'm not sure if I sould do this... Light and mr.Yagami will be very cross with me... L... Why do you still asumme Light to be Kira?' While holding the bag in both hands his stared at it in "aw". Slipping it back in his pockect mr.Yagami came in the room filling the room with yawns. "You came here mighty early Matsuda. For what?" Mr. Yagami's tired eyes of trust peirsed him in the part of his betral that would follow. Scraching his cheek with a big smile, his eyes were shut to hide a galre that felt like death itself.
"Well... Did you find anything new about the "Kira Case"? L was wondering if you found anything new by any sources nesseary. You know L. Always a 'hermit'. Didn't want to get out and ask you himslef so he sent me." His smile felt so alive, yet filled him with so much pain to know... That he's lying into conversation.
"No." Mr.Yagamis hand folded into another with his head down in shame.
"That's okay. I just gotta tell that to L now. It's not that bad. I found nothing on this case. Your lucky you can even help L out." Shaking his head in disbelif at how useless he could be.
"That's not true. If it was not for you... None of us would be where we stand today. You put your life in the line for the team and for the case. It's for what you belive in and I really respect that about you."

Somewhere up stairs.
Light woke up. Walking down the stairs as he streched. The creaks of his following down the stairs. Ryuk also followed him in the usual 'protocal'. Light turned his eyes to the lving room, stopping.
"Hi, dad. Oh. Morning to you to, Matsuda."
Light walked on through the hall thinking... 'Matsuda at this hour of the morning...? Something's up. I don't have time for this now. I need to wonder what's happening after school.' Grabbing his jacket to face the door. Turning the handle with the winds of snow whipping againest his face.
"I'm going to school! See yah later." Leaving with the cold closing of the door.

In The living Room.
"As you were saying Matsuda...?" Mr.Yagami turned to Matsuda with a fist under his chin in indulgance.
"Oh yeah... Um... Before I go on with what I was saying, may I go to the bathroom?" Putting his hand behind his own head sheepishly.
"Yeah. Go right ahead." Matsuda bowed as he said those words and dashed up the stairs.
'I gotta do this fast or mr. Yagami might be suspisous of me.' Turning for Light's room he darted for the knob. Opening his door, only to scan the area to see where he could put the hidden camreas. Matsuda placed one in the vent and so on and so forth with clever places for them to be put. Exiting he run he dashed down stairs grabed his coat and halted to say, "I'm sorry. I have to go now. They need me back at the office."
"Okay. See you there in an hour" Waving in confusion to his quick leave.
Matsuda walked to the door while putting on his coat. put his and on the handle and opened it and left with nothng more then shame and guilt on his shouders.

"Guilt."
'I felt it... The sting. Not in one place, but... Everywhere.'
Cold feet that shuffled through that once white snow. That's all that acommpanied him in the sound of his mind.
Sadness. Not the happy that sounded the sad. Just sad. That unbalanced, unfair way of looking at it.
"Kira..." Under the breath it seemed, yet the hate for him swelled with-in that tiny breath.

"Ah..." Light smacked the side of his head. 'Damn this annoying ringing*...'
As he thought he wrote. Once again... The classroom in which he began his "life"...
The clitter-clatter of pecils and pens. That silence 'AGAIN'. It sounded like nothing yet something all the same. The clatters. The sound of voices you thought to hate.

(**A myth where when your ear rings you think of a number between 1-26 ((like 1=A, 6=F)) and the person you know ((with the number)) is thinking about you really hard. Or is talking about you)

Lonley... But how? The company of people were around yet not into my right place at time.
'I must be feeling sick...Uhhh' Light Yagami began to curl into the fetal possion on his chair...
"Ugh.... Huhhh..." The moans turned into painful reminders...
"Why now?" As he press his hand to his lower body... In the doing so classmates found there way over and trying to help by crowding and asking repeated things such as, "Are you alright?", "Do you need to go home?", "I think you need a docter."
The confussion of eyes made him feel uneasy and began to stand and tell the crowd, "I'm fine... See I'm standing with no problem..." As the boy tryed to sit his eyes gave off pain... to accent his pale complexion... His eyes closed as though he had no control of bodly movement and fainted.
"Why?" As the the things light and bright as sight began to fade to that sickly grey way of looking at things. Screams that periced my ears as they said, "Call an abulance!". "Get some help."
"Balck."
One one... No one is here... I can breath without hessitaion- No more jugdement that would follow my dictation...Black as though the veil had purity yet none at all. But as things seem to go there are always questioned, "Why something so pure and also as black as night that live without the moon and stars the giude them...
Maybe the moon...? It's general issolation and cold off bringing and yet let me still want to try and show that the moon is not emotionless because it has to be... It chosse that path and now eats the glory of the sun as nothing more then a shamless almost lifless moon...
"No! I need my moon! Something cold to tell me right from wrong! This isn't real! Let me out!"
"Ah." As his eyes popped out he found himself in a room filled with a nurse calling out, "Someone please get some painkiller for..." Her sight lead down to her papers and as my dad tapped her shoulder and told her my name was Light Yagami. He came back sad and almost tired way..."Oh... Light?! You're okay. Thank goodness. You gave use a pretty good scare... Phew..."
The sigh almost made me feel as though I was to die... "Dad... What happened? I only had a stomach ache... Was it because I fanited...? (I'm hungry...)"
"But it wasn't just a "stomach ache"! You could have died if your classmates didn't get you to E.R. You had an appendicitis... The shock from it was to leave you in a coma (which it did)."
"What?! How long have I been in a coma?!"
"Wow... Don't need to be so spaztic on me... Only a week and they performed surgery on you the second day in after they knew what happened... They said something about you having an Obturator sign... They said, "The inflamed appendix is in contact with the obturator internus, spasm of the muscle can be demonstrated by flexing and internally rotating the hip. This manouvre will cause pain in the hypogastrium." But like I knew what they were saying..."
As the silence began to thickin the reply was slow but clear and understandable...
"Dad... I want to go home..."
"Hold on then... Let me call into the nurses and inform them on what is to be happening..." He stood and pressed the button on the table beside Light's bed.
Then a clumsy nurse fummbled in and with a grin a hope and eyes of insucurety. "Umm... You called?"
"Yes. Please have a docter come in and tell him/her to discuss the staus of Light Yagami."
He said and the nurse stood in attentive stance and then gentelty nodded with a smile and took her leave quick.


0o0o0o... What will happen? :o
There you have it... My shitty writing. Tell me if I have made a spelling mastakes... ^^;
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Old 01-03-2008, 03:57 AM

I love it! Even though theres spelling errors, at least it shows you tried. Did you snag Light Yagami from Death Note? :D I found alot of Ć¢ā‚¬Ā in there for some strange reason.

 


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