It was kinda funny how much his hands hurt right then. Charred red, with blood oozing out of the fingertips. Small cuts decorated his green skin, each one looking worse by the second. He could hardly bend his digits without wincing. It wasn't very convenient to him, especially right now. What with him in battle and all.

Yes, Zim was truly regretting getting on Tak's bad side. It seemed like he had overlooked the female's strength and speed considerably, which was what the purple eyed girl had used to her advantage. Because if you thought his hands were bad, you should just look at the rest of his body.

A painfully bright zap of light brought Zim back to his senses. It seemed as though he had gotten lucky, and Tak had barely missed him, instead vaporizing the floor. Antennas twitched on top of the green male, hearing Tak groan in frustration at her aim. "C'mon Zim, just give it up! Hold still!"

Heaving in a gulp of air, Zim quickly scooted over underneath a table. He had no idea when Tak would strike again, only knowing she was somewhere above him, tangled among his base's many thick wires and chords. Gun missing, and PAC legs severely damaged, Zim was now trying to defend himself, taking shelter beneath whatever somewhat sturdy item he could find. Normally, he'd just go down to his lower level of the base. But Tak was here, and he could already tell that she'd be more than willing to destroy everything down there. It was amazing she had not yet thought of going down there.

Probably because her logic and wit was blinded by her fury to the egotistic Irken who was currently cowering under the table.

"Tak, you... Stupid thing! I told you... It was just a..." Zim panted, trying to tend to his more major wounds in the table's safety. Except his explanation was cut short by another bright flash of light, aimed right at the table. And this time, Zim wasn't so lucky at Tak's gunshots missing him. The smell of bubbling flesh tingled the boy's senses, and he cried out, clutching his hurt arm. "Argh!.. S-stop this eminently! I d-demand you, for I am Z-"

Cut short, Zim's ruby orbs widened at the sight of Tak, who had suddenly appeared in front of him. He let out a squeak, scooting as far away from her as he could. Before he could get far, he felt a strong grip wrap around his ankle. Taking pleasure from seeing Zim wriggle away from her, she smirked softly. Slim fingers slowly tapped the flesh on his ankle.

"You are Zim?"

Zim made a face, staring at her uneasily. "Ehh... What are you..." He tried to say more, but suddenly Tak pulled him forward to her. His legs folded to the side, and he found himself face to face with the dangerous alien. A look of fear passed over his face, as Zim's entire body tensed up. She had him right where she wanted him.

However... He couldn't help the redness that creeped onto his cheeks. The unfamiliar closeness to the girl made him feel overwhelmed with anxiety. Body feeling hot, suddenly all Zim could do was stare at Tak's large, round eyes.

Grinning, Tak swiped a hand out to grab one of the green boy's sensitive antennas. Orbs bigger than plates, Zim could only gawk at her as she began to slowly run her hands along the stalk, looking at him through skeptical eyes. Knowing full well that she was searching him for a reaction, he tried to keep in his growing thill. Even so, his eyes glazed over in pleasure, and he couldn't help the growling sounds coming from his throat.

"Tak... If you keep doing that, I-" his voice was lost when the alien girl brought the tip of his stalk to her mouth, teeth nibbling it teasingly. Zim nearly fainted at the feeling it brought him. He groaned, not being able to take it anymore.

Nuzzling his face into hers, Zim pushed his lips roughly against her own, getting her to close her eyes and briefly let go of the antenna. More alert, he grunted, trying without success to slip his lizard tongue into her mouth. Frustrated, he quickly shoved her down, and in the midst of her surprise, Tak opened her mouth. Without a second thought, Zim brought his tongue into her mouth, and kissed her harder. Her taste was so good he just lost himself, growling and running his digits over her antenna.

Tak herself was beginning to enjoy herself, letting out a sigh or so when Zim did something she liked. He quickly caught on, and did the actions more, wanting to her her moans. Soon Zim had full control over her, and she was barely able to remain alert with the amount of pleasure she was feeling.

Finally, Tak ended the kiss, with much regret. Zim whined, trying to suction his mouth onto hers again. "Why'd you do that?" He demanded, glaring at her with annoyance.

She just smirked. "Because I'm still mad at you, and it's hard to stay angry when I'm kissing you." Her voice was barely above a whisper. Waiting a moment, Tak suddenly slapped her gloved hand across Zim's cheek.

Yelling in pain, Zim's orbs slitted at her. "Hey! How dare you slap the Almighty-" Tak brought a finger to his lips.

"Shut up, or I'll continue murdering you." She hissed, removing the closeness between them. Frowning, the alien boy looked at her with confusion.

"Did I do something? Zim though he was a good kisser."

Laughing, Tak stood up. "No, no. I just need to get going. After all..." She suddenly bent down, leaving only a small space between their lips. Zim's breath audibly hitched.

"If I use all my moves on you now, what will I do on round two?"

A/N: Yerp, I'm alive! :)

Happy Valentine's Day, and I'm open for requests!