Forgotten is the best choice
By Kamaniki
Rated: T
Disclaimer: I don't own Invader Zim, Jhonen owns it, and he will eat my brains.
Summary: Have you ever gotten the feeling that a part of you is gone when someone important forgets about you? ZADR
A/N: Fanfic is based on my IZ doujinshi that can be found on my deviantart page since Im really lazy and don't really wanna work on the comic.. So just to make you guys happy, here's the fic :3

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Dib.

It's been almost a year since that incident.. R--... Right after being told I was a defective by.. My tallest, When you slipped off the staircase in our junior high skool that day. It felt like a part of me was gone, when you were taken away by those humans.. Your father left me your coat, since I was your only.. Friend he said. So now I know that your dead.. And now I guess I can just live on with my life, without you in my life anymore to stop my brilliant plans.

Signed,

Zim.

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The young alien yawned, from a long night working on one of his new inventions.

Zim, who has been growing alot like a human since he came to earth, improved on his maturity and learned to work independant in a proper manner.

He rubbed his eyes and looked at the clock. 8:42 AM was labled on there.

The alien sighed, removing himself from his desk, he stepped into a elevator bringing him up to the main floor. Zim's arm twitched as he entered the living room, watching his crazy SIR unit dancing in front of the television.

"GIR!" Zim spat, pointing at the dancing robot. Gir twirled around looking at Zim with his tounge sticking out. "Yeees?" he replied back.

"You were suppose to ma-!"

"IM DANCING TO THE BANANA SONG!" Gir squealed waving his arms in the air.

Zim stared, his eye twitched at the yelling. He put a hand over his face shaking his head. "You were suppose to make my new disguise!" He pulled his hand away then looked at the TV and back at Gir. "Not watch stupid television!"

Gir paused, then blinked. "Ohhh yeahh... You're new pretty clothes!!" Gir pipped up. He ran over to the wall and pressed a few buttons that appeared causing a disguise creating machine to fall ontop of Zim. "THERE YOU GO!" then he pushed the Start button.

With the disguise machine smacking on top of Zim caused him to go 'oof', and he screamed when the machine was turned on making bright shiney lights in the room. "OWOWOWOWOW!! WHY DOES THIS HURT!!"

After a few moments, the machine stopped and opened slowly causing mist coming out. Zim lay there in pain in his new disguise, he pulled himself up brushing off the invisible dust and his eyes widend at his now new disguise. He was now wearing a tight black shirt that cuts off at his elbows with a Red vest ontop, blue baggyish jeans, a shiny belt, with his pak disguised as a brown backpack, and a pair of gloves that show his claws. Also with a completly new wig, a black, necklength silky straight hair that covers some of his eyes. "GIR!" Zim shrieked.

"What did you do with my disguise!" he tugged at the vest with his suprised face.

The robot pulled on his disguise and gave Zim a dorky cute smile. "You said your old disguise was too small!" he waved his arms up in glee. "And I think this one's cuter, and better!"

Zim paused, staring at Gir with a stupid face thinking that this was a stupid idea and he glanced up from Gir.

"Oh wait!" he said with a grin.

"With THIS new disguise I will have a better adgantage to blend in with the humans!" Zim said with a evil grin, not noticing Gir heading towards the door. "Great job Gi--!"

SLAM

Zim turned around glancing at the door, his face lowered down and his eye twitched, "That horrible robot.." he said in a low angry voice. He sighed finally, letting all the anger out "Okay whatever."

"That stupid robot's suppose to stay "HOME" and guard it at all times! Not leave it unguarded!" he crossed his arms. "What's more important than that!?"

Meanwhile..

"WHOOOO!! BUTTERFLIES!" Gir squealed holding a bug net, running in a park making the people freak out and run away.

Zim sighed, giving up on the thought "Uh, computer!"

The computer replied in a annoyed lazy voice. "Whaaat..."

Zim uncrossed his arms, "Im going to be attending this.. High-Skool, I missed a year of it so I should be attending the second year."

"S--.."

"So! That means don't let anyone into the base while Im gone! Understand?"

"Uh, Okay."

"Good!" Zim said as he headed towards the door, opening it then closed it behind.

Outside, was same as always, besides Zim's lawn which has been changed a bit, the defence system has been lowered to only 2 gnoms since the other 2 don't work anymore, and no flag that labels 'I love earth' in sight. Zim marched down his neighborhood and pulled out a piece of paper from his pak.

"Okay lets see..." Zim put his fingure on the sheet tracing for the address of the High-Skool "RenceCherry street.. That's not far from here." then he glanced over his schedual for the week. He cocked an eyebrow. "Chemistry 20? IQ? I already know all this stuff! Besides, even irken babies don't need these useless classes!"

Zim paused, thinking for a bit. "Eh.. Why AM I going to this High-Skool anyways?" he shook his head "Okay whatever, going to skool kills time anyways." then continued walking towards the street.

Minutes that seemed like hours, the alien soon arrived his destination that was full of high-school students roaming around like little children. His eyes widend at the population scattering around. //It's like the entire population comes to this filthy place!// he cocked an eyebrow then swiftly headed towards the front doors of the school.

Zim looked around as he entered, getting odd looks from other people as he scooted across the crowded hallways, and headed to the classroom he was assigned to go to. //This place is HUGE!// he thought to himself as he entered the classroom.

He glanced around the pure white classroom with only a few students hanging around then he chose to sit at the way back. Sooner or later, the school bell rung, making all the students in the hallways to scatter into classrooms. Zim sat peacefully at the back corner waiting for the teacher to come in.

The classroom door got a knock, making most of the students to look towards it that also caught Zim's attention. The door opened, and a Young looking wavy brown hair girl walked in.

"Hello everyone!" She said when she got to the front of the classroom. "I'm going to be your Bio teacher this year, nice to meet you all." Her face beamed with a big smile showing her braces. She took one of the whiteboard pens and wrote out her name. "You can all call me Ms. Thomson." Zim glanced at his new teacher and stuck out a toung in disguist then quickly looked away when she looked over at him. She turned around and grinned as she grabbed some books out of her bag.

Boredom was what High-school classes were defined as, Ms. Thomson would start talking about offtopic things once she brings up something related to the class, and the other teacher would fall asleep instead of teaching. Zim desparately wanted to leave as soon as possible, he stared at the clock above the whiteboard, waiting for the last minute to pass by.

Boom

Class was over, Zim rushed out of class before anyone else could, the classes were long and before he could realize it, it was the lunch hour. So he decided to head towards the cafateria but caught a glimps of someone familiar. He followed the unknown person.

His eyes widend a bit when he saw who it was,

Gaz.

//If thats Gaz, could it mean that.. No...// Zim shook his head, and turned around to walk away. He paused again to turn back to look.

"Looking for someone?"

Zim stumbled over when Gaz was right in his face. "Y-Y-You!!" his voice studdered as he crawled away backwards. "W-Why are you here!"

Gaz lifted a brow, she paused her gameslave. "Why am I here? Zim, I should be asking you the question." She glared at Zim and turned to look away at a whole bunch of screaming girls running down the hallway towards..

The alien's eyes widend when he didn't believe what he was seeing. He pulled himself back up and headed towards the crowd of girls, forgetting about Gaz who was still standing there watching the crowd of girls.

Zim squeezed through the crowd of girls to get a better look. His jaw dropped a bit with his eyes still wide.

//That human.. I thought he was.. Dead!//

".. Dib-human." Zim whispered out, he stared at the teenager who was standing with 3 other guys.

Dib, was dressed in a stripped cross shirt with a blue t-shirt sweater ontop with a green face, along with dark blue jeans and a belt. His hair was the same but slightly longer, the skyth was a little more drooped down.

Zim rushed over to grab Dib's collar, "YOU! I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!" he shook him fiercly. The girls in the crowd cried out in angry voices and screamed at Zim who didn't pay attention, the other 3 guys quickly ran over to them.

The guy with the blond hair pulled at Zim "HEY DUDE LET GO OF HIM! YOUR CHOKING HIM!" The guy with sunglasses pulled at Zim's arm along with the other guy with spiked up brown hair with ear piercings.

"LET ME GO YOU FILTHS!" Zim cried as he continued shaking Dib who was really choking.

The 3 guys pulled at Zim until he let go, causing them 4 to smack against the hallway wall. Dib coughed, breathing hard and the 3 guys rushed over to help Dib up. Gaz walked into the crowd and watched.

"W-Who do you think you are! Choking me like that.." Dib panted, taking deep breaths.

Zim looked at him confused. "Who am I? Im ZIM!" he pointed at himself.

The blond hair guy spoke up "Okay Zim.. Well, GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY SIGHT!" the 3 guys walked away with Dib leaving Zim still sitting there confused..

Zim blinked. "W-Wha.."

The crowd of girls snarled at him and all scattered away leaving only Gaz standing there. She walked up to Zim.

"Dib's got Amnesia Zim."

"Amnesia!?"

"It means he forgot everything, as in his interest in Paranormal stuff, and that means he also forgot you."

Zim was silent.

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Thus that was it for now, Thanks for reading, hope you look forward to read the next chapter D8