In a dark room, where only a few of a human's failed experiments rested, was a defeated irken girl, feeling as hopeless as a slave. The room's emptiness seemed to be swallowing her whole, but for all she cared, let it happen. Besides, what was the point fighting it? Tak was doomed to a life of failure from the start. And she knew it.
Tak slumped against the wall, her left side bruised from the taser Dib had zapped her with. Her eyes filled with shame as she remembered the event, laying her chin on her knees. Only a weakling could be brought down so easily. Tak should've taken the pain and killed Dib on the spot! Her heart ached, as a soft sigh escaped her lips. She no longer wanted to experience this strange emotion she had for Zim. All she wanted more than anything was to just evaporate into thin air, meaningless whispers. And Tak hated that.
She suddenly heard the hum of the elevator, most likely Dib coming to experiment on her alien flesh. Her mind snapped, as a newfound rage flooded through her. Tak narrowed her eyes. She refused to become the human boy's new play toy, or anyone's play toy, for that matter! A strong member of the irken race does not back down! Tak, cloaked in the room's blackness, fled to a large, metal table. Quietly, she took out her plasma gun, checking to make sure it was loaded. She stared calmly at the one and only door, leading to the elevator. She grimaced. Tak was not going down so easy.
As the elevator's doors slid open, a short creature walked through. Tak narrowed her eyes. Dib. Her heart skipped a beat as she glared, prepared to fire at the human for anything. She slipped her gun between two containers on the table, positioning it for better aim. Tak was locked on the target, when suddenly, in the dark of the room, she noticed something. Dib was wearing gloves. Not to mention his ... Antennas? Tak frowned, wondering why Dib's hair was lacking the original long spike. This couldn't be Dib.
So who was it?
The creature coughed, sounding the slightest bit anxious. Tak's eyes widened in confusion. Why would this thing be scared? After all, it had the advantage, not her. Didn't it?
A shy voice rang out, in a small, quiet tone. "T-tak? I... Er, just wanted to... Get to tell you something!That involves explosives! Yes, explosives! That's it! Oh, and of course, me, ZIM!" Tak flinched, her gun nearly clattering to the floor. Zim. It was Zim. Why was he there? Cautiously, Tak peeked out from her hiding spot. Her heart leapt, as she letting out a small gasp. Eyes wide as saucers, she pressed her back against the table, wishing to remain hidden.
Zim's antennas picked up the soft noises, pricking up slightly. He held his breath, waiting for another indication of where Tak could be. Scanning the dark room, Zim sighed. Of course she would not come out. What was he thinking? That he'd come back, and suddenly Tak would be in love with him? No, of course not. Only in his dreams. Orbs glittering in frustration, Zim stormed out, feeling both angry and dejected. His finger rested on the first floor button, ready to press it and leave, when a small voice spoke up.
"Why did you come back?"
Zim froze, a sudden feeling of happiness washing over him. Subconsciously, a broken smile crept onto his features. He replied, sounding a little to enjoyed.
"You dare question why Zim would want to come back to this TERRIBLE neighborhood place?! Tak, you are STOOOPID!!" He laughed, putting plenty of emphasis on 'stupid', just to annoy her. Zim loved getting on Tak's nerves.
In her hiding place, Tak rolled her eyes, biting her lip. She glanced at her gun, considering shooting at him, just for that ignorant attitude. She decided to shrug it off. (But told herself to slap him later.)
"No, but I have come back to tell you that I -ZIM!- have come up with a plan to destroy all human life!! AND YOU SHALL DIE TOO, TAAK!!" He screamed, fist pumping excitedly. Tak smirked.
"Really? You seemed rather smitten with me just a few days ago." Zim's face flustered, blood rushing to his cheeks. He gritted his zipperish teeth, annoyed. Zim tried to think up a comeback, but now his thoughts could only linger on the kiss. How could Tak be so soft and gentle she was then, yet she now was so... Mean.
"Silence! I refuse to believe such lies. You have no evidence, horrible monster!!"
"Zim, are you kidding? I have my memory and I'm certain you had at least one camera in that room."
"Umm... Look, if that's all you had to say to me, I'm just gonna leave..." Tak mumbled, slowly rising from her spot behind the table. Zim looked a bit shocked, for some reason, but stayed quiet. The female irken stormed onto the elevator, sliding her plasma gun inside her PAC before Zim could notice. Uncomfortably, Zim shuffled to the left to give her space. Tak did not notice that he had a bright, red streak painted across his face, gradually growing as she shifted closer to him. He thought of the promise he had made Dib. Zim scowled, antennas curling inward. Secretly, he did want to kiss her... Feel the experience of her again, and maybe, just maybe, a little more. But, she hated him! All he would get would be a slap in the face. Zim sighed to himself, slumping over just a bit. He resisted the urge to pull Tak into a hug.
Unknowing to Zim, Tak had noticed a strange change in mood for the small green irken beside her. A cloud of sympathy passed over her. Zim probably didn't come to tell her about his 'brilliant new plan', most likely, he came to receive affections from her. Tak smiled a bit, not noticing the color rising in her cheeks. She decided to do something crazy, just to make him feel a bit better.
Gingerly, Tak tapped Zim on the shoulder, purple eyes gleaming. Zim faced her, once again feeling the familiar ache of longing. He gave her a forced smile. Tak returned the actions, her smile not so broken. She leaned in, and quickly, very quickly, gave him a small kiss on his lips.
Tak turned around rapidly, her face becoming the color of roses. She was now beginning to regret her actions, coughing tensely. Zim, on the other hand, was stunned. His completion softened, and he rubbed his hands on his lips. Zim's cheeks began to burn, brighter than any star. He grinned.
Maybe she did like him.