I am Iron Man
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"Dear sister, are you nervous? You shouldn't be. I'm just here for a friendly little, chat. You needn't be scared," at this, Motoko visibly relaxed. Then Tsuruko continued, "You needn't be scared, until you see Mother. She is livid Motoko! She is very disappointed in you. Wait until I get you home. Motoko, we're leaving today," Tsuruko turned to Keitaro, "and you Keitaro Urashima, are coming with us."
"Coming, coming with y-you" stuttered a very surprised Keitaro.
"Yes Keitaro, coming with us. Also, your grandmother has been notified of your "accident," at this Tsuruko glared daggers at her sister, "and is on her way here. She was infuriated when I told her. Motoko, she is honestly thinking about evicting you from Hinata-Sou. Her decision will be based on how you will be punished by our clan. Now we need to leave. Keitaro, make sure you have all of the necessary equipment to keep you alive." Releasing her icy grip on Motoko, Tsuruko walked out of the front door to wait on them. Motoko bolted up the stairs to her room to pack. Keitaro looked at the gathered members of his surrogate family, and then walked up to his room to pack.
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'Finally, finished packing. Now I should probably speak to Su to make sure I have all the equipment I need,' thought Keitaro as he made his way to Su's room. Keitaro stopped outside of her room and knocked. Hearing a muffled, "Come in Kei", Keitaro entered the room.
"How did you know it was me," asked a curious Keitaro.
Winking at him, Su replied, "I have my ways. Now, I know you're here to see if I have anything else for you. I've got a few things."
Getting up, Su walked over to a cabinet in the corner of her room. Opening it up, she removed three items and brought them to Keitaro.
"Here you go Kei. These things will help if needed. This one," Su held up what looked like a plastic cylinder about 3 inches long with what looked like a microphone on one end and a speaker on the other, "is a communicator. If there is a problem on with the suit, just use it to contact me. This one, "Su held up a small box with two wires coming out of it, "is an emergency recharge unit for your chest plate. The wires connect to the power port in your chest plate and give you a jolt. And the final item," Su held up what looked to be a gauntlet with a silver disk in the palm, "is a repulsor unit. I know how tough the Aoyama's can be so I built this for you. It fires a bolt of repulsive energy. All you need to do is point the plate at something and tense the muscles in your palm. This will start charging the beam. To release it,
relax your palm muscles and give a slight jerk of your arm toward your target. The bolt will slam into them and knock them back. Don't worry Kei, it won't hurt them much, it'll just knock them over. I know how much you hate hurting other people," said a grinning Su.
"Thanks Su. You're always looking out for me, aren't you?"
"Of course! You're my big brother, Kei!"
Grinning, Keitaro rustled Su's hair and went upstairs.
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"Are we all ready to leave now? Good," stated Tsuruko, who was more than ready to start their journey.
Motoko and Keitaro said their tearful goodbyes and then they left. The trio walked in silence to the train, rode in silence to the Aoyama compound and walked to Motoko and Tsuruko's mother's chamber in silence.
'Great! This is gonna be fun,' thought an exasperated Keitaro, who was unused to being silent for so long. But upon entering Motoko's mother's room, these thoughts left him. The room was simple, a warrior's room. There were some swords and a suit of armor on display, but little else. Some pictures of family and friends and that was it. In the middle of the room sat a beautiful middle-aged woman. She was a mirror image of her daughters.
'I see were Tsuruko and Motoko got their looks from now,' thought Keitaro.
The woman looked to her visitors. First she looked at Tsuruko and smiled. Then she looked at Motoko and that smile faltered a little. Motoko flinched at this. Then, the female warrior looked at Keitaro and the smell fell into a deep scowl. Keitaro gulped. He had hoped he had dressed appropriately, covering his suit with clothing customary with the Aoyama clan. The elder Aoyama stood and walked to Keitaro. Keitaro tried to take a few steps back, but was blocked by Tsuruko.
'Shit! She's pissed! Oh, she's really pissed! She's gonna kill me,' Keitaro mentally screamed in his panic. But the only move the elder Aoyama made was to rest her palm against Keitaro's chest plate. A sad look came over her face, which quickly changed to anger as she slapped Motoko.
"I am very disappointed, daughter. Very disappointed indeed," said the elder Aoyama.
Motoko's face fell in shame at her mother's words. Keitaro slowly looked between mother and daughter, unsure of what to say about the events unfolding before him.
Keitaro was saved from his uncertainty when the elder Aoyama turned to him.
"Tsuruko will take you to your room while I continue this discussion with Motoko," said the elder Aoyama with a polite smile.
Keitaro turned to look at Motoko, who gave a small, quick nod and then turned away. Keitaro followed Tsuruko out of the room.
A/N: Hey guys! Sorry for the length and for the space between updates. I've had some family in the hospital this summer and I've been attending to it. I promise that the next chapter will come soon and will be longer!
