Red's eyes went wide as the smaller Irken's mouth pressed against his, and his hands went up instinctively to throw Zim off him.

This is wrong.. wrong.. The thought swirled inside Red's head, but he couldn't get his body to respond to his commands. A warm feeling started to rise in Red's chest as Zim cradled the back of his head. Just as a stifling pressure started to rise up in his throat, Purple jumped in and grabbed Zim by the shoulders. Throwing him to the ground, the violet hued Tallest pointed an angry claw at the smaller Irken.

"Okay, that's enough! I mean seriously… What's your problem?" Purple's high pitched, slightly cracked voice brought Red back to reality. He backed away from the both of them silently.

Zim quickly jumped to his feet, undaunted. His lip paint had smeared slightly on his face, and his quick attempt to fix it with the back of his hand only messed it up further.

"But my Tallest! I am merely demonstrating my latest plan for dominating those who would oppose me!"

Purple moved protectively in front of Red, who stood breathing in heavy gasps with his hand of his mouth.

"Oh okay, that make's perfect sense. Uhm, are you crazy?!"

"Wait.." Red finally spoke, putting a gentle hand on his friends shoulder. "It's wasn't that bad." At the shocked look on Purple's face he was quick to amend, "The plan, not the kiss. I mean he did just catch me completely off guard. The shock seemed to immobilize me temporarily. And plus it made me feel all.." Red paused and covered his stomach with one quivering claw. "..squishy inside."

"Red!" Purple gasped, turning to take his friend firmly by the arms. "You can't be serious. This is Zim here. You can't be taking his side.."

"Oh I think he is, Your Tallestness. I think he is." Moving closer, Zim activated a small jet pack built into his back pack and floated up to meet Red's eyes.

"Go on, tell him. Tell him how it felt." Zim wanted Red to say it aloud, because Zim knew very well how a "kiss" felt. Urm had made him feel helpless and angry and melty all at the same time, and judging by the slight purple blush on Red's face, Zim was pretty sure the taller Irken was feeling something of the same thing.

"Well uhh.." the blush deepened as Red stumbled for words.

"Actually I've uhh, changed my mind. Thank you for coming Zim but that will be all." He had completely abandoned his plan to remove Zim from the Armada and just wanted this to end. He held his hands out and started to push Zim to the door.

But he would not be simply ushered out. Still floating near eye level to Red, Zim caught one of his hands and pressed his lips to it.

"Have I ever told you how wonderful you look by the light of all these lasers?"

"What lasers?" Zim took a small remote from the pocket of his dress and press the only button built into it. Several thin red and purple lasers shot up from the floor and fanned out over the room.

"Arg!" A cry came from Purple as one shot right into his left eye. Clutching his face, the Tallest crumpled to the floor.

A small smile crept over Red's face, completely ignoring Purple's injury.

"How did you get the remote for the room's laser activation system? That's so… sweet."

"Just for you, My Tallest." Zim floated closer to Red and placed his hand behind his neck, distracting Red with another kiss while he felt around for the latch that kept the hard shell of armor in place around his upper torso.

The latch clicked and the hard red covering fell to the floor with a clang.

Feeling the cold air rush up on his bare skin, Red gasped and broke contact with Zim. Stumbling back and covering his chest with his thin arms, he glanced over at Purple. It didn't look like the co-Tallest was going to get up any time soon; Purple lay crumpled by the table they had been playing Banter and Boggles on.

Zim kept a coy smile on his face, pleased with himself. He was recreating almost the exact way Urm had treated him on their first night together. Of course, Urm hadn't put on a female's dressings and paintings, but Zim just assumed that's what Red would be attracted to. Being very young at the time, Zim had reacted much the same way Red was acting now; nervous and skittish like a newborn mwarble pup. But Urm had eventually conquered him, just as Zim was going to conquer his Tallest.

As Zim started to move in again, Red fought to make his mouth work.

"Uh, erm, now listen here. You should know I don't like uhm…" Usually commanding and confident, Red felt helpless and confused under Zim's assault. The only other Irken that ever made him feel like that was the currently unconscious ruler on the floor. And he certainly never felt for Zim.. that way. But ever since they became Tallest together Purple hadn't been so interested in him anymore. He just wanted to play board games and eat snacks to cope with the stress of ruling a nation. Purple never considered with Red might need to do to help cope with his stress.

And the way Zim was looking at him and the things Zim was doing to him made him think of the way him and Purple used to be together.

"Well, first of all," getting his bearings a little, Red gestured toward Zim's face. "Why do you have all that paint on your face? It doesn't really do anything for you, you know… Just a second." Red held up a claw for Zim to wait, then floated into the bathroom and grabbed a towel. He damped it with a little jelly substance and floated back into the main room.

He pressed the cloth to Zim's face and wiped off the black rims around his eyes and the red lines around his mouth till he looked like a proper Irken again. He was still dressed in what looked like a frilly purple lace.. thing… but Red found that he sort of.. liked what Zim was wearing.

Zim withstood the tender ministrations silently, planning his next move. The tallest had more covering that the normal Irken; they wore special armor not only to protect their bodies but also to make them stand out and look more important. Before coming over, Zim had researched the different pieces of armor that were involved in a Tallest traditional wardrobe, and became very familiar with how to take them off.

Zim deactivated his jet pack and descended back to the ground. He stood at about Red's waist now. Without saying a word, he reached around and found the three latches that held on the piece that covered Red's lower body.

The warm feeling that had started to blossom in Red got a little hotter, and he found it a little harder to breathe.

Just tell him to leave, this is ridiculous, just tell him to leave!

But as Zim grabbed him by the hips and pulled him down, he ceased to be able to think clearly..


Afterwards, almost as quickly as he had come, Zim got up and started to leave.

"Wait.. what are you doing?"

Exactly what I came to do, my Tallest. Zim thought, smiling inwardly. To give you the same sorrowful, hurtful disease that Urm gave me. To show you how much power I can have over you, over all my enemies.

But Zim didn't say a word aloud. He simply got dressed and walked out the door.


When purple finally came to, Red was nowhere to be seen.

"Red?"

When no answer came, a panic started to bubble in Purple's ruddly spork.

"RED!" He called again. He searched the bathroom, the reading room, the snack room, and the moose room, but no Red.

Finally he heard Red call out, "In here."

He found Red in the bedroom, laying sprawled on the bed with none of his armor on. His body was thin, but tall and thin were virtues that many Irken's found incredibly attractive, including Purple. His eyes were closed, and suddenly Purple forgot his concern for a moment, wondering why he had been ignoring such a beautiful creature for so long.

"What.. what happened Red?" He moved to take a seat at the side of the bed. "Where's Zim?"

Red smiled slightly. "Oh he left."

"Ah hah!" Purple cried triumphantly. "So you told him off then! He's out of the Armada?"

"Well…no. Actually I was thinking… I think he might do well in our next grand mission. Operation Impending Doom?"



Well, there you go. Although I doubt anyone who asked for me to continue 5 years ago will still he around to read this. I decided not to go into details about the way Irkens might have sex, and leave that up the imaginations of those who write way better than I do.

Please don't review though till you've read the other three chapters. They're short and they're worth it, I promise! Just follow the link at the top of the story please.

And then review maybe? How can you resist this face?