Summary: Dib is depressed and Zim notices, will he put aside his need to destroy the earth for someone who he calls an enemy, ZADR slash, set in high school warnings inside

Sorry that this chapter is so short

(AN) Warning, this fic will include cutting, suicidal themes, violence, language, sexual themes, mild to moderate psychosis, self hatred, and other violent or S.I., themes

"Blah" speaking,

'Blah' thinking,

blah flash backs and memories

blah different points of view

p.s. I am assuming that dib and Gaz's mom is dead, so bear with me ok,

Disclaimer- I do not in any way own ore hope to own the absolutely wonderful Invader Zim. And sadly, I am in no way associated with its wonderful creator.

And now, on to the story

Zim

"Dib-worm" Zim shouted from across the street, his crimson eyes narrowed in suspicion at his enemy's silence. Dib ignored the ranting calls and kept his head pointed toward the ground.

"Dib you filthy stink-being, don't you dare ignore the almighty Zim" Zim shouted, watching as Dib walked through the doors and into their school.

'Damn stinking human' 'he's been like this forever, I can't even get a rise out of him anymore,' 'who am I supposed to argue with if he refuses to talk with me' Zim thought angrily. 'But then again' Zim thought, his mood improving 'this means that I, the almighty Zim, am free to destroy the world' Zim continued to plot, laughing manically the entire time.

Dib

Dib took his seat quietly, ignoring the laughter and gossip around him. Ignoring the happy faces and the overly excited attitude that everyone seemed to poses, he took out his newly checked-out book on the paranormal from the library and stared blankly at the pages and pretended to read.

'Why dose Zim always have to pick so many fights?' he asked himself. 'Because I deserve it' he told himself hatefully. 'I'm such a looser' 'I can't even stop myself from mutilating my own arms' he scolded himself, unconsciously rubbing at the freshly scabbing wounds that he had created in the bathroom just a few moments ago.

'I hurt everyone' he said, thinking of how often Gaz told him that he was worthless. 'Everything is my fault' he said, remembering all of the bad things that had happened. 'It's my fault that dad doesn't pay attention to us' 'and…it's my fault that mom's dead' he could feel the tears welling up in his eyes, but he refused to let them out. 'I don't deserve to let them out' 'I don't deserve anything…on second though…I do deserve something…I deserve to suffer… and to die'

He continued to stare blankly, ignoring the teacher's calls for silence.