Book Two: Weirdest Mysteries?

"Huh? Oh. I'm Haruhi. And make up your mind please, are you an alien, or are you human? If your a human explain what happened just now."

Francis sighed, trying to keep calm.
"I'm human. Sorry for messing with you."
He then put a finger to his chin thoughtfully, looking upwards from under his tangled curls.
"I don't really know.... I'm a bit worried now."

"Ehh. You got me worked up for nothing...Again!"
She sighed, and patted him on the back.
"You poor thing."

Francis widened his eyes.
"Is it a medical condition?" He asked, flinching at her patting him on the back.
He was scared of himself too! He didn't know what was going on. If it was an illness or what??!!

"I don't know. Hey, maybe you're a superhero like me!"
She giggled. "That'd be fun."
She realised what she said and covered her mouth. "Oh crap!"

Francis blinked.
"HUH????!!!!!"
He stood up.
"you guys are all crazy!!! Insane!!! An Alien lover and a superhero. I must be halusinating!"
He walekd up to a wall and slammed his head on it several times.

"Shrewd, I knew I shouldn't have said that."
Her language was old, she never communicated with people that often.
"Hey! Don't do that! You'll make cracks in the wall!"
She ran over to drag him away.
"Never mind your poor head! That'll get bashings as well!"

Francis narrowed his eyes, about to explode. (Not litterally) But then he remembered and he began to breath calmly.
"Right... So... This superhero, alien buisness is all for real?"
He smiled and headed towards the window.
"If so... See you all in heaven!"
He joked.

"Yes it is. HEY! WAIT FOR ME!" She ran after him, and pulled him back. She manipulated the window so that it turned into metal.

Francis walked into the window, which instantly turned metal. There was a loud bang as the metal collided with his head.
He swore loudly... Which he had never spoken so loudly.
He began to get angry, and for a second his eyes flashed green, his heart beating faster slowly.
He better be calmed down quickly or there will be another callamity!

Haruhi saw his eyes flash green quickly. "Oh crap! Alien juice!"
She ran to the kitchen and got some, splashing it all over him.
She turned the metal into glass again. "Err, um...Soothing music!"
She ran into the kitchen and switched the radio on.
It instantly turned into classical.
She ran back into the living room and tried to smile.

Francis blinked as he was dripping wet. His eyes turned to the normal blue colour.
He looked around, hearing the classical music. Francis sighed, calming himself down.
Francis bit at his bottom lip, nodding a thanks to her.
He sat on the sofa,shivering. Francis's heart slowed down and he looked at the floor.

"I'm sorry I made you so, er, wet. I just didn't want to join Misa on the moon..."
Her bottom lip started trembling again.
She tried to stop herself crying, but failed. "I miss her!"
All of a sudden, she burst into tears on the floor. "And I missed her funeral!"
She screamed. "All because of some alien crap which was fake anyway!"

Francis blinked.
He hated her crying. And it was all his fault... About the funeral... His bottom lip trembled too. But he managed to stop himself from crying.
Francis looked away.
"I'm sorry."
He said in a rather rough, shaky voice.
He folded his arms across his chest, looking away from the sight of her.

"It's not your fault...It's mine, making S.O.S in the first place. Just because of some dumb incident." She shuddered. The DL06 incident...
She banged her fists on the floor. It was never solved...
"DL06..."
She blinked, more tears coming out. "A tissue.."
She stood up, and ran to the kitchen, and got some paper tissues, blowing her nose.
She ran back into the living room. "S-Sorry for startling you like that..."
She thought for a second. "Wait...Misa knew somebody.."
She blinked.
"DL06! Casper! OF COURSE!" She looked at Francis.

Francis narrowed his eyes.
He almost jumped up as she yelled out Casper's name.
"Casper, what about him?"
He asked, feeling slightly sad about his death, but happy at the same time.
He stayed seated on the sofa, covered in sticky, cold orange juice.
His curls had turned into helmet hair, hiding his eyes.

"He was....Misa's boyfriend...DL-6..."
She thought. "He was murdered, correct?"
She remembered. "That's it! Misa saw him die that day..."
"She was hiding around the corner..."

Francis narrowed his eyes.
"You were friends with a stalker??!!!"
He bit at his bottom lip to save himself from getting angry. He then spoke again in a quieter voice.
"What about his death? He was shot...."
Francis trailed off and looked at the floor, putting a hand over his mouth.

"No..."
She banged her arm. "Misa saw Casper die right infront of her eyes. So she set off..."
"It was so long ago..."
Haruhi's eyes flashed. "So long ago..."
Misa's soul flooded through her. Slowly, Haruhi rose up, and transformed into Misa.
"I was walking down the road....I never thought I'd see it..."
"Two shoots..."
"One through the chest, but....Another one..."
"I ran home, bawling my eyes out..."
"After that I flew to Japan to seek out the murderer. But, the plane crashed. Francis, take care of Haruhi. She's frail, she hates speaking out her feelings. The DL-6 incident was never solved. Promise me you'll look after her.." Misa started to fade away.

Francis yelped and threw hismelf over the sofa... He blinked, peeking over.
"THAT WAS A GHOST!!!"
He began to panick, darting his eyes about.
He still wouldn't come out until it had faded. He then jumped onto the sofa, fidgetting slightly.
"Two? I only heard of one...."
Francis narrowed his eyes, replaying the spirit through her body.
"There was only one robber.... I need to see Emily."
He mumbled, blinking wildly.

Misa was Haruhi again, but Haruhi had fainted and fallen to the floor. "DL-6..." She started to snooze loudly.
She blinked, and got up. "What happened?" She looked around.

Francis was putting too much preassure on his heart. But he soon calmed down.
"You apparently turned into Misa........"
He went into deep thought.
"Man.. I'm hungry. Got anything good to eat?"
He asked, blinking and looking around the room, as if expecting food to pop out of mid-air.

"Huh? Oh. Right." She got some bread, and gave it to him. "It's not dinner yet, but I'll get some pizza if you want."

Francis looked at the bread and shrugged.
He picked some up, etaring off a peice and he chewed on it for a while before swallowing. It was alright bread. Tiny bit stale but he'd live.
Francis looked around, swallowing before talking.
"Kay'."
He mumbled, blinking. He'd try to keep this food down.. Otherwise... He knew it'd be rehab...
Francis sighed and tried to will himself to eat more.. But his stomach was only capeable of handling two slices...

"You alright? Here, I'll go to the shops." She grabbed her coat and slipped her shoes on, and rushed out to the shop.

She came back with bags of pizza, and ran into the kitchen.
She put them in the microwave and started cooking them.