The Ghost Investigators

By Mosobot64

Episode 6- Heart

Dib's POV

I look at my computer screen in the research room of the Secret Sanctum. My friends and I built this as a base of operations for the team we formed called the Ghost Investigators.

I am building an official website for the team, which is taking a great deal of time. I look at the profile database I created for my team.

NAME: Dib

OCCUPATION: Unofficial Paranormal Investigator

AGE: 14

EYES: Brown

HAIR: Black

NOTES: Dib came up with the name of the Ghost Investigators. It is inspired by thier first haunted house investigation. Dib has always had a heavy interest in the paranormal and posesses a genius I.Q., limited acrobatic and martial abilities, plus a very strong will that has been present in every investigation so far. CORE MEMBER

I guess that's a decent summary of myself. Next one.

NAME: Nasira

OCCUPATION: None

AGE: 14

EYES: Blue

HAIR: White

NOTES: Nasira is a young and powerful psychic. She was born with both telepathic and telekinetic abilities. She is very wise and compassionate, and like Dib, has been present in every investigation so far. CORE MEMBER

I stare at this profile for a while. Nasira. What a beautiful name. What a beautiful person. Compassion doesn't begin to describe what a wonderful personality she has. Then I realize that I'm acting like a computer geek with nothing better to do but look at such things, and move on.

NAME: Brick

OCCUPATION: None

AGE: 14

EYES: Orange-yellow

HAIR: Red

NOTES: Brick is capable of lifting at least 2 tons, although it is unknown at this point what his full lifting capacity is. In addition to his very high strength, Brick also is tougher than a rhinoceros. Although not very intelligent, Brick is very nice, although he cannot be available for every investigation. CORE MEMBER

Brick is a good friend of mine.

NAME: Professor Membrane

OCCUPATION: Scientist

AGE: 39

EYES: Unknown

HAIR: Black

NOTES: Prof. Membrane is the father of Dib and helped to build the Secret Sanctum. He has not been present for any investigations so far. RESERVE

My dad was awfully nice to help us build the Secret Sanctum, and I've thanked him many times, and will thank him many times more.

With my work for the day done, I leave the Secret Sanctum, and head to the house.

Inside, Gaz looks at me sourly. Still that same scary little sister. I try hard not to tick her off. She wears lipstick and punker boots. She plays on her Game Slave 2, although since she's still staring at me intently, she probably has it paused.

"So, Dib, you done with your stupid aliens, today?" She says to me. "When are you going to join the human race?"

"I am in the human race, Gaz!" I reply. "I'm going to call a friend."

"Like one of your buddies in the Swollen Eye." Gaz says. "Caught in a spider's web, puh-lease."

I stifle the sudden urge in me to scream at her. "No, Gaz, not one of my "buddies" from the Swollen Eye. A real friend."

Gaz ceases bothering with me, and goes back to her game. The Swollen Eye I left a while ago. Since then, they have been hunting me whenever they can draw me out alone. But Gaz doesn't know this. Nobody knows this.

Except Nasira.

All day today, I've felt such a strong desire to ask her out, but all day I've been nervous. I can't do it at school. There's too many people around, and it makes me too nervous.

I pick up the phone. I feel so nervous. But there's no turning back. If I miss this chance now, I'll regret it forever. I dial her number. I hear Nasira's voice at the other end. It calms me. Now I feel a little stronger.

"Hello?" Her cool, airy voice says.

"Hi, Nasira. It's me." I say. Something about her makes me sound like a gentleman. I don't know why. "Listen, do you think you could meet me right now?"

"At your house?" She asks.

"Yours or mine, it doesn't matter to me." I reply.

"Okay. I'd like to meet you at my house. Is that okay?" She asks.

"It sounds great." I say. I feel a smile come to my face.

"See you soon." She says.

"See you soon, too." I reply. She hangs up her end. I put down the reciever.

I throw up my arms, and I feel such happiness and relief spread on me. "Yes!" I say, to no one in particular. I did it. I finally found the way for me and Nasira to be alone, just the two of us.

Reveling in the genius of my plan, I suddenly realize that I said I'd be there almost immeadiately. I grab my coat and run out the door.

"Great. Now where are you going?" Gaz asks me.

"To a friend!" I yell before slamming the door.

Nasira's POV

After I ended my call with Dib, I immeadiately began brushing my hair, and then went into the shower. Not in that order. Anyway, I run downstairs excitedly. My father, who is reading a newpaper in the living room just behind the stairs, lowers his newspaper and speaks to me.

"Hello, my little angel, what are you doing?" He asks me.

"Getting ready for a friend!" I say to him.

"Which one?"

"Dib."

"Ah, Dib." My dad says back, raising his newspaper again. "He's a good guy. Too bad he can't seem to catch a break."

I open the door, and walk out, and there I see him, looking at me kindly from the street.

Dib's POV

Nasira waits for me outside the door of her house. She smiles at me. I walk up to her slowly.

"Nasira. Please close the door." I don't say this like I'm commanding her, but more as a "I-think-you-should" type thing.

"Hey, Dib." Nasira says to me. "What's up?"

"You and I have been friends for about a year now. And I..." I can't seem to finish. Something...deep inside of me doesn't want me to say. Something that keeps me nervous. Finally, after realizing that she'll probably scan my mind if I don't say this, I finally summon the will to say it. "Will you go out with me?"

Nasira smiles and walks up to me. "Gladly, Dib." She puts her arms around my neck, and comes very close to me, spreading warmth all over me. We stay like that, just like that, for several minutes, until we think about when we should have our first date.

"I think...now is a pretty good time." I say to her.

"Now?" She says. "It's awfully late, I mean, what would my parents say?"

"We would tell them that if anything happens, we can defend each other, since we both know damn well we can." I say assertively to her.

"Oh, dear, Dib, it appears that you have a severe case of the potty-mouth." Nasira giggles.

"Whoops." I say. "But frankly, I don't give a damn. Pardon my french."

"Okay smart-aleck, I'll see what my parents think." Nasira starts inside, until I hold out my hand.

"Wait. I'll go with you." I say.

We both head inside, and Nasira's father folds down his newspaper, while his mother turns off the vacuum she was using.

"Hey, Dib!" Her father says to me. "How are you doing?"

"Fine, thanks, mister Aurian." I bow. One thing my dad always taught me was to respect my elders.

"Father, Dib wants to go on a date with me." Nasira says to her father.

"Now? Wow, kids these days..." Her father says. "Dib, take good care of her. And make sure you don't do anything...sinful." He says.

"It won't be a problem. I'll make sure Nasira doesn't get into any trouble." I reply to her father, as respectfully as I can.

"Be back at 11 o'clock, Nasira, okay?" Her mother says.

Nasira simply nods to her as the two of us both walk out the door.

"So, uh, Nasira, what do you want to do?" I say to her, as we stroll through the neighborhood with my arms behind my head. "I mean, it's already 10:30, that doesn't leave us with much time."

"How about going to the local park?" Nasira says to me. "And we could stare into each other's eyes..."

"And talk about our past adventures." I say to her. "That sounds wonderful."

We continue walking, now with Nasira pointing the way.

Now we sit in the park, looking at the moon. We gaze at its beauty. Dreamers, poets, and lovers like us have, since the time mankind gained the sentience we know today, stared into and become inspired by the moon.

"The moon is awfully beautiful tonight." Nasira says, with her beautiful face tilted up toward it, shining with its light.

"No more so than you are." I say to her. She looks at me, shocked at first at my statement, but then her features soften, looking at me gently.

"And you are as powerful as the sun." She says to me.

"Oh, don't say that." I say, leaning back slightly, putting my hands behind me on the ground to support myself. "I think we both know that without you, I probably wouldn't be sane right now."

"Nonsense."

Nasira takes me by my chest and she holds me in her loving arms. I take off my glasses and I close my eyes, and I put an arm behind her, bringing her warmth closer to me. I feel my heart pounding in my chest, and her body fills me with comfort, so that a soft moan of relaxation escapes my lips. I open my eyes, and although my sight is blurry, her beauty still shines through. I smile and feel her warmth corsing through me, and we stay like that for the rest of the time we have this night.

The moon glints behind us the whole time.

Nasira's POV

After our wonderful evening, Dib takes me home, and I sigh as I watch him leave, and wave at me. He finally did it. He gathered the strength to ask me out. I think it will be forever remembered as one of our better nights.

I walk upstairs, and I still have engraved in my mind his accepting nature.

"Daughter? How did that go?" My father yells to me as I walk upstairs.

"Oh, father, it was the most wonderful time! Thank you for letting me go!" I yell down.

"Well, you know how it is. Love is a precious thing in God's eyes." My father says to me.

I walk into my bedroom and I think about the night. Nothing will be the same between Dib and I. It'll only get better...

Dib's POV

At home, I recall the night. Nasira is so kind, and so strong...and so beautiful. That was the single most wonderful night I've ever had.

I pass by my father. He's welding something together. Again. Now that I think about it, I've been gone for a whole hour.

"Son? Where were you?" My father asks me, turning around.

"Out on my first date." I say to him.

"Why wasn't I informed?" He asks me, putting his hand out palm out and moving it up and down as he says each syllable.

"It was...uh...kinda spontaneous." I say to him.

"Ah, now's the time...now's the time." My father says, and then continues. "Son, you and I have something we should talk about."

I sit down at the dinner table, and my father sits down in front of me. He begins talking about something.

"You see, son, it all starts when a man falls in love with a woman, or vice-versa, or both of them simultaneously..."

It was the best night of my life.

But the most regretable conversation. Ever.

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Mosobot64

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