Here's the next one. I don't own the Apple company.
She was forced into a chair, and surrounded by four people. The American introduced himself as Peter Hanson. Next to him was a MI6 agent Brandon Weathers, DRPP agent Michelle Reichart and director Jean-Philippe Renault.
"Madame Date, please," Mr. Renault started in English, "Excuse the Texan buffoon's rudeness. We do not mean to scare you. I wish to only have a few questions answered that we could not ask in the meeting."
"Can I ask a few questions?"
"Yes."
"I'm guessing this is about my friend who lives here."
"It is." Michelle answered, "You're friend, Mr. Mori is quite the fascinating fellow, and has an odd sense of humor. We have reason to believe he is one of the Samurai you wrote about in your recent book. His records in the Japanese Maritime Agency match up to what your book says about one leaving the group for a time."
"What interested you in him?"
"At first, we didn't think to watch him. He was just another student coming to France for school, until we received pictures of what happened in London in 1993 and New York in 1991. There was a good photo of his face from a CCTV camera outside of Buckingham Palace. We just need to know if this is true and the identities of the other four. It is for the world's utmost safety that we know."
Nasuti laughed, "He thinks you're a stalker."
"This I know about. He and his friend have played many tricks on me before, but regardless, it was for the best that he thought I was the rude, creepy stalker."
Mr. Hanson coughed, "Pardon me, but can we just grab him now? I'm itching to see this magic stuff."
"It's not magic." Mr. Weathers said, "After watching the videos from New York and London, I must say it's more like a weapon. These men are a danger to the world. One was clearly flying around in daylight scaring people."
"They are not. They've saved it many times." Nasuti argued.
"Please," Mr. Renault interrupted, "I just need to know if Mr. Mori wouldn't mind if we did a few tests with the armor. We need to make sure that he is mentally able to continue owning something so dangerous."
"He's fine." Nasuti growled, "They'll all fine."
"Fine then. Madame Date, Mr. Hanson will be your escort out of the country tomorrow. I must ask you to refrain from communicating with Mr. Mori until then. You will be watched and someone will be around to know if you use your phone. That is all. Michelle, come with me please."
The Texan turned to her, "Do they really fly?"
"Only one can." Nasuti said, not looking at him.
"They aren't psycho killers are they?"
"No, most of them have families like we do."
Mr. Weathers growled, "Don't listen to her. These men destroy everything they're around. I'm leaving."
"You're just butt hurt about a bunch of stones being blown up." The Texan laughed.
"Well, when they blow up Mount Rushmore, you'll feel more than butt hurt."
Left along with the Texan, Nasuti knew she had to find a way to let Shin know.
Making something in the kitchen of the Becker's café, Shin was listening to Martin make fun of him for preparing food for Nasuti.
"She's hasn't been able to eat very well." Shin said, "The least I can do while she's away from home is make her something."
"I think you like her a bit too much." Martin teased.
"No, she's married to a friend of mine."
"Doesn't mean you don't like her."
Shin shook his head, "Maybe that was true ten years ago, but I don't anymore. Not like that anyways. Can you bring it to her?"
"Oh now you're pushing it Mr. Japanese Croissant."
"Please? I'll wear the Austin Powers' glasses and teeth for the rest of the day."
Martin looked at Shin's poor face, "Fine, but you better sound like him too."
"Yeah baby, yeah." Shin laughed grabbing an oversize pair of glasses and fake teeth, "Do I make you horny? Are you switched on?"
"Okay, that's just creepy." Martin laughed, "All day Shin. I want to hear my mother complain about you for once."
"Please tell me you are not doing Austin Powers again?" Shin heard Gabby from behind him.
"Uh, I am."
"I just don't understand why you two are still obsessed with that movie. It was funny last year."
"So?"
Walking around the hotel, Martin noticed a lot of men in black suits. It was a bit odd to see, but he didn't want to get too involved in it. He was thinking that Shin was being lectured by his sister by now. He laughed to himself as he stood in front of Nasuti's room.
"Room service." He called.
Nasuti opened the door, "Martin?"
"Food."
"Hold on. I'll get some money." She said.
"Oh I d-"
"Do you take check?"
Hearing something irregular in her tone, he nodded. He received the check and a slip of paper that was folded. It read to open later.
"Have a nice day then, Madame." He heard the door shut, "That was odd."
"Sir, can I see what she gave you?" a man spoke from behind. It wasn't French.
Martin handed him the check. The man looked at it, sighed, and handed it back.
"You're good to go."
"Merci." Martin turned to look at the note, "Mother fuckers."
Returning to his family's restaurant, he asked where Shin was. His mother told him that Shin was let home early because of his ridiculous act.
"But you, can stay since it was your idea." She said.
"Fine." He said.
Gabby was on her way out and stopped when Martin pulled her aside. He handed her the note. All it said that Shin was being watched by the government and needed to know.
"What did he do?" Gabby asked.
"Don't know, but his friend looked afraid. His stalker neighbor is some spy, but they can't know that we know."
"Got it." Gabby said, taking a match to burn the letter.
Shin was taking his work clothes off when he heard a knock on the door. Leaving his shirt unbuttoned he answered. He was quickly surprised when Gabby grabbed his face, and held him in a kiss. He tried to fight it to ask her, but she pushed him into his bedroom, turned the radio up loud and pushed him onto the bed. She began to bounce on the bed. Still confused, Shin followed suit.
"What was-"
"Shh," she covered his mouth, "We can't talk loudly. Nasuti gave Martin a note saying that you're friendly stalker neighbor is actually a not so friendly government agent. Is she home?"
"She is actually, now that you mention it." Shin paused, "That explains the radio being loud and the two of us bouncing on the bed. But was the kiss necessary?"
"Yes, you would have said something that alerted them." Then she laughed, "I forgot that you are a good kisser."
"Why?" Shin gave her a goofy smile, "Last time we did, you said that I dearly needed help."
"That was a lie."
They stopped talking when there was a knock on the door. Shin stood to get it. Carefully walking towards the door, he saw from the corner of his eye someone bust in the window. The front door then too busted open. Masked men with pistols came in. Shin kicked a chair at the one coming in from the window, and then turned punch the one coming in from the door. He heard a crash from the bathroom and bedroom and then Gabby's high pitch scream. Making sure Suiko was in his pocket, he headed towards Gabby. He was attacked by the man coming in from the bathroom. Using the door frame, Shin cracked the man's shoulder before kicking him back into the room. He heard a familiar sound of a hammer being pulled back and stopped in the door frame with his arms up. An arm wrapped around his face with a cloth. Shin passed out hearing Gabby screaming his name.
"Mr. Mori." He heard a voice in English when he started waking, "Can you understand me?"
"Are we in England?"
"No Mr. Mori." The voice said, "You're in an interrogation room. I'm Agent Weathers and this is my associate Mr. Hanson. We're here to ask you about your armor."
"What?" Shin sobered up quickly, "How do you know about that?"
"Mrs. Date was kind enough to tell us, but we've had our suspicions for a while now. I need you to tell us how you got this armor."
"No."
"It'll be easier on you, partner, if you spill." The Texan said, holding a knife in his hand.
"May I call you Shin?" the Brit asked.
"No, you can stick to Mr. Mori." Shin growled, "I haven't done anything wrong since being here in Paris. Why are you just now finding me?"
The Brit laughed, "Mr. Mori, you may not have done anything here, but I remember you breaking a few things in my country."
"That wasn't us, that was the group attacking us at the time." Shin looked at the other man, "We were not trying to destroy your country."
Mr. Weathers had a wooden stick in his hand, and was gently hitting his other hand, "This is going to take a while then, isn't it. Mr. Hanson, can you grab us some tea? I think Mr. Mori is one who likes Earl Grey."
He waited for the American to walk out and back in with three cups.
"I understand that you have family in Canterbury." He started again, "I find it amusing that out of the five that Mrs. Date described that only one is of European descent. Don't you?"
"No. People travel and find love in different countries. Mr. Hanson should know. His country is full of every type of person."
"What I am getting to, is that maybe you should realign your loyalties. If I remember right, you abandoned your nation's coast guard and for punishment was sent to Somalia, a country that Japan hasn't sent troops to. If you gave your armor to us, you won't have to worry about inhumane punishments."
"I'm not giving it up!" Shin slammed his fist on the table, "We try not to harm people, but things happen. Do you want me to apologize for Stonehenge? Or for the park outside of Buckingham?"
"No, I want these armors that seem to stop even the biggest caliber of ammunition put away from a bunch of kids. Do you know that North Korea or even Russia is interested in these now? Could you imagine how easy it would be for them to get one? We had a Russian spy captured last year, and the North Koreans kidnap Japanese civilians on their own soil all the time. What's to stop them from getting their hands on one of you and using your armor against us?"
"I do know about the chances of them kidnapping one of us. We had to go through this kind of training in the Maritime Agency. But it's not like the others can't put up a fight."
"What about the one in Los Angeles scaring people."
"He was playing around. He has kids." Shin sighed, "I don't know he decided to just go fly. Sometimes he gets in trouble because he gets bored easily."
He watched Mr. Weathers lay out pictures. They were pictures from New York and London.
"Who are your friends?" He was now right in Shin's face.
"Stop." Another man walked in. He was in a suit, with black hair slicked back, "Mr. Weathers, this is going nowhere."
He walked by Hanson, and took the knife. Two more men walked behind Shin's chair grabbing him. His right hand was forced on the table.
"Monsieur Mori," he began, "Please tell me the names of the other armor bearers."
Looking at the knife, Shin began sweating more, "No."
The man looked at his associates. Shin's fist was forced open before the man slammed the knife into it. Shin yelled out loud, as he was flipped out of his chair. The other two men were now holding Shin's feet, making Shin hold onto the table with his left hand.
"Monsieur Mori," the man said, "We do not have time for this. You being here in France is causing us problems. Answer my question, or my associates will drop your feet causing the knife to cut the rest of your hand open, and you can try to hold yourself up, but I think your other arm will get tired."
"Mr. Renault," the Texan started, "I thought we were not abusing him."
"Being nice is not getting us anywhere. He's been a prisoner before, and this was probably nothing like a Demon's torture. Kindness will not make him speak, pain will." Turning back to Shin, Mr. Renault continued, "Their names please."
"The one in red is Ryo Sanada." Shin sighed giving in.
"The soccer player? He was just in France." Mr. Hanson gasped.
"Continue." The Frenchman said.
"The one in the dark blue is Touma Hashiba."
"Works for Apple. He's pretty good with computers I might say. He built a good one for me." Hanson laughed.
Shin growled, "Seiji Date is the one in green and Shu Rei Faun is the last one."
"Mrs. Date is married to one, no wonder she would not give their names." Mr. Weathers said.
"Drop him." Renault said putting a folder on the table, "Michelle, please have Mrs. Date brought here. I must ask her about her husband. And we need to find a way to invite Mr. Rei Faun here."
"What about Sanada and Hashiba?" Weathers asked.
"Lucky for them, we can't have a famous footballer and a computer geek suddenly disappear. It would cause chaos."
Shin's eyes grew big as he felt his hand slip. He grabbed it shortly after. He bowed his head in disappointment.
"Where's Gabby?"
"Ms. Becker is right in the other room watching you." Weathers said, "Drink your tea; it's a waste to let it sit there. We'll bandage your hand, and then you're going to give us your armor to play with. It's going to become property of NATO."
"And me?"
"Congratulations Mr. Mori," Weathers smiled looking through the folder and tossing it to him, "You've just been granted a French citizenship. You can change your family name to Blanc if it makes you feel better. I hope you like it here because you won't be allowed out of the border without an escort."
The Englishman walked out, disappointed. He had wanted the warrior to go to England.
The only one left was the Texan, "Here's something for your hand. Boy, y'all have plenty to do today on a wound like that."
"I've had worse." Shin said, wrapping his hand, "Where's Gabby again?"
"She's going with us when we grab the Date woman."
"Are you pretty good with that pistol?"
"Boy, you've obviously have never seen a gunslinger before. I could pull this out and shoot you twice before you move."
"Let's see then. Your shooting skills against my armor." Shin smirked, knowing his next move was crazy, "Busso! Suiko!"
"What the?" The Texan yelled as the armor of Suiko appeared in front of him.
He was able to get the two shots off, but not able to stop the bull rush of the armor crashing into him. Hearing the shots, Renault and the other two men turned around. Weathers frowned, as he pushed Gabby forward.
"Kill him if you must." Renault said, pulling his own pistol out.
Suddenly the water pipes in the hallway busted. Mr. Hanson was seen being tossed out of the room unconscious. The water was giving the two gunmen a hard time seeing anything. Two shots rang out, and Renault turned to run. It was useless firing at the magic armor when he was also armed.
Running out of the building, Shin watched the car with Gabby take off. Chasing them out of the courtyard, Shin dodged a car coming at him. Hearing sirens, he jumped to the rooftops. He knew that he had to get Gabby and Nasuti out of the hands of the agents, he just felt bad that it had come down to hurting someone.