Here's the next one. Forgive me if there's any spelling mistakes. My keyboard is sticking because someone spilt Coke on it a few months ago. Enjoy.
Earlier in Tokyo…
"Hey Hector, do you want to come out to the science fair?"
The boy turned from the TV, "I'm okay here Tom."
Touma sighed. He had a happy excited kid on his shoulders, and Seiji who were going with him.
"No luck?" Seiji grinned, knowing that Touma's day wasn't going to plan.
"No. The boy has no interest in science anymore. Makes me sad." Touma wiped a fake tear.
"Well, you have me." Seiji smirked, "and you don't have to find the rest of the tape."
"I almost want to call Shin back."
Seiji sighed, "I predict that he's going to have a bad night today."
"Why's that?"
"Yayoi will be over there."
A small voice in English as heard, "Daddy, are we going?"
Seiji laughed, because Touma had forgotten that the four year old was on his shoulders, patiently waiting to go out. The entire drive over, she kept asking questions about it. Touma kept saying that he didn't know what was there and that they'll see.
"Why are you parking so far away?" Seiji asked.
"There's going to be no parking there. I just know it." Touma then grinned, "Plus I have four years of cheeseburgers to walk off."
Seiji sighed, "Stop eating them if you're worried."
"They taste so good."
"Cheeseburgers!" Kimberly yelled out.
Seiji shook his head. Instead of one Hashiba to watch, he had two. And they both thought they were funny.
"Uncle Seiji, you coming?" Kimberly yelled, pulling him out of his thoughts.
"Yeah Uncle Seiji, coming?"
"Yeah, I'm just picturing the two of you in a McDonalds."
The walk over was interesting. Kimberly kept asking more questions, which included why everyone looked the same. Touma gave Seiji a look before explaining that humans were kind of like puppies and that certain puppies looked alike, but compared to another kind of puppies, they were still puppies.
"So why does Uncle Seiji have yellow hair even though he is from here?"
"That's because Uncle Seiji is a freak."
"I am not, Mr. 'I have blue hair.'"
Kimberly frowned, "I want squinty eyes."
"You have squinty eyes." Touma said, "We've gone over this."
Seeing the entrance, Seiji commented that there were plenty of open parking spots. Touma sighed, and said something about Seiji complaining. Then Touma read a list of who was showing stuff off at the fair.
"Oh no. Genichirou is here." Touma frowned, "What the hell is he doing outside of his office?"
"Maybe he changed?" Seiji spoke, understanding Touma's awkward moment.
"No, Genichirou doesn't change." Touma's brow gathered, "Mother fucker."
"Daddy, you said a bad word." Kimberly laughed.
"I know." Touma's look on his face was priceless Seiji thought.
"So are we going in then?" he asked.
Touma growled, "I can't let him ruin our day out."
Seiji nodded, "Why don't I take Kimberly for a while."
"Why?"
"Because I know you too well."
"Fine," Touma said before taking the girl off his shoulders, "I'm going to look around."
Watching his friend storm off, Seiji laughed, "What do you want to see first?"
Kimberly pointed to a table with robot toys. As best he could, Seiji tried to translate all the information for the girl, which in turn, Kimberly seemed to be his English teacher for the day. When she was done correcting him, she would ask him a question to ask the man at the table. When she was bored with the robots, they went to a table with rocks. Well, they looked like rocks to Seiji, and the girl became bored with them quickly was well.
"Pikachu!" she yelled out, seeing a giant moving Pikachu.
Seiji knew it was a man in a costume, but followed Kimberly and took pictures for her. Soon after, there was a crashing sound. Seiji could hear Touma's voice follow. Knowing that the meeting between his friend and the father wasn't going well, the warrior of light took Kimberly outside for ice cream. They both sat outside waiting for Touma to come out, as Kimberly played with the little Pikachu figure she received.
"Uncle Seiji," Kimberly started, "You almost look like Pikachu."
Seiji's face grew red, causing her to laugh more.
"Now you just need to make lighting."
Grinning, Seiji asked her to explain what Pikachu was, which she gladly went through everything she knew of this cartoon character, and then she went on to talk about a pika, which to her, was not as cute Pikachu, but just a small rodent that lived in holes in a zoo.
"What's your favorite Pokémon?" she then asked.
"Hmm, I don't know them very well. What if I just pick Pikachu?"
"You can't have the same favorite as me?"
"Why not?"
Kimberly sighed, "Because, if we were both trainers, it would be a boring fight, and too predictable. Come on Uncle Seiji, let's find you a Pokémon."
Seiji sat with a shocked look on his face. He started to think that Touma just cloned a more adorable version of himself instead of making a kid. He felt her drag him along to a store down the street.
"How did you know where this place was?"
"I don't know." She smiled, walking in.
"Yes you do."
She just gave him a sweet look before taking off to find him a Pokémon. Looking around, Seiji knew that his nice clothes stuck out, but deep inside, Seiji wanted to look at the 'Legend of Zelda swords.' And wear the green hat. Oh, and maybe look at the new game that was coming out in a few months. The rare geek in him was slowly coming out.
"Dammit Touma." Seiji growled, looking at the new game. He might have to reserve a copy.
"You're one of those guys that have the magic armor." The man behind the counter said.
Seiji looked up, sighing, "I am."
"Can you sign this?" the man asked, holding a picture of Korin, Suiko, and Kongo. It was from running into the tourist bus days ago.
"Fine. Can you tell me more about the new game?" Seiji was now leaning on the counter.
The man gave him a look, "You play video games?"
"Only the 'Zelda' games."
The man grinned, "'Ocarina of Time' is going to be the best game ever. Best graphics, great music; it will be great."
"Uncle Seiji, I think this one is for you." Kimberly ran to him.
"Looks like a turnip." Seiji said.
"How about this one?" she held up a brown fox looking one.
"What does this one do?" Seiji asked.
"Turns into this one," she handed him a red fox, a yellow one, and then a blue one, "And finally this one."
He was now holding all four toys as she continued talking about the books she found, and couldn't read because the words were scribbles.
"You should then make your dad teach you Japanese."
"He says that I won't need it."
"You will if I buy you those books." Seiji's plan was slowly working.
"Okay. I'll ask him."
Seiji grinned, "I'll get all of these and a box of Pocky."
When Touma found them, he knew something was up. One, Kimberly had a box of Pocky in her hands, which meant she was going to be hyper. Two, Seiji had an evil grin on his face.
"How'd it go?" Seiji asked, putting a book down.
"He has a girlfriend who's our age." Touma sighed, "Well, had, until I said that I bought his granddaughter here. Then she ran away. Her face expression was great. Then he threatened me, and told him he was a moron, and then I laughed at him before searching for the two of you. Which by the way, took awhile because you two were not in there."
Seiji held up the Pokémon and the books, "She wanted to play."
"You let her eat an entire box of Pocky?"
"She had ice cream before." Seiji smirked, "So I think my job here is done."
"Evil. We should have left you in an angry mood."
"Tea?"
Touma glared at him for some time, "Fine."
After some time walking down the street, Seiji spoke up, "You called him a moron?"
"Hey, I was put on the spot. I couldn't decide if I wanted to hit him or call him a pervert."
"So you called him a moron?"
"I had a lot of pressure on me."
"You're good with being pressured."
Touma growled as they entered a shop.
The jail cell was cold, stank, and uncomfortable. Shin knew that he should have just listened to Sayoko and walked around outside instead of driving in anger. His right shoulder was sore from being pulled backwards by the young cop that he didn't know, and he thought he knew all of them in the city. Most of them were friends with his mother. It was early in the morning, so he knew that Sayoko would be bouncing off the walls, worrying that he was in jail or dead. He was surprised that she hadn't come, but then remembered that he had taken her car. He slapped his forehead again for being an ass.
"Mr. Mori, you have visitors." The young cop said.
Sitting up, Shin's jaw dropped. He was not expecting the two people standing outside his cell.
"Mr. Mori," he heard the first one speak in English, "After following you for a few years, I didn't think I'd ever find you in a cell."
Brandon Weathers and Michelle Reichart were standing outside. Shin's mouth was still open when Weathers spoke.
"You're probably wondering why we're here."
Shin's mind came to, reminding him to shut his mouth, "Yeah, why are you two here, and how did you find me?"
"Martin told us where you went and gave us your sister's address. When we finally found her house, she said you had gone out on a drunken stupor. So we found your car and started to check police stations." Michelle said.
Brandon cleared his throat, "We need your help, and well, it seems you need ours. So we'll make a deal. We'll get you out of this predicament with the law if you help us search for the missing armor."
Shin was now standing up, holding the bars, "You can get me out of a DUI?"
"Yes, we have our ways." Brandon smirked.
"So what are we going to do once we find the missing armor?" Shin asked, "It's too dangerous to just give to a country to keep and I don't know if a friend of mine will hold on to it."
"Mr. Mori, you're thinking ahead of yourself. We just need to know that the missing armor is accounted for and safe." Brandon answered, "We're not asking for you to hand it to us like the last time we met."
"Would you like us to wait until you're a bit more sober?" Michelle asked.
"No, I'm fine. I really didn't drink much at all." Shin sighed. He didn't want to use this card to get out of trouble.
The Englishman nodded, "I'll start talking to them about dropping the charges."
Shin waited for him to leave them alone, "It must be really important if the both of you came here instead of waiting for me to return."
"It is," Michelle sighed, "We found out that all five of the armors were going to be in Japan at the same time. It would make our job easier if we had all five of you helping us."
Shin closed his eyes, "It's not really going to matter if all of us go. Hopefully it's still in the same place we fought against it."
"And if it isn't?"
"Then we have a long game of searching the Demon World."
Brandon soon returned with the young cop. The cop gave Shin a look before opening the door. The two agents started for the exit. After they left the young cop grabbed Shin by the collar and slammed him into the wall.
"Just because you have the magical armor and your family is famous for the pottery, doesn't make you special, Mr. Mori." He said, handing Shin the armor orb, "Next time I won't play nicely. I'm not just some local cop you can call buddy. Got it?"
Shin nodded, "There won't be a next time, I swear."
Walking out, Shin was rotating his right shoulder, cursing the cop's name. He tossed the keys to Sayoko's car to Brandon before getting in.