"Kara, are you sure this is alright?" Keitaro asked nervously as Kara carried him to their destination. He still had not mastered the elements of his tactile telekinesis that would allow him to fly on his own. (Granted, the pair could have used the trasporter to get to their destination directly, but Kara wanted to show Keitaro how much fun flying for the sake of relaxation could be. Considering most of hs previous flights involved Naru's fist, it was a novel experience for him.)
The Krytonian girl rolled her eyes before smiling sunnily as shre replied, "It's fine, Kei. Ma and Pa accepted me after I had been brainwashed into being one of the Female Furies AND a got into a fight with Darkseid that tore up most of the house and immediate yard. The worst you could do is trip and break a vase or something. Besides, they're been wanting to meet you ever since Clark and I mentioned you. At this point I think they think of themselves as the unofficial adopted parents for all of Earth's resident Kryptonians. Except Powergirl. And you know, jerks like Zod that show up and want to take over the planet."
"Well when you consider I'm the first Kryptonian not related to you and Clark that isn't a supervillian it gets kind of weird," Keitaro protested.
"Rao, you're worse than Kon when he first met them. You're my best friend and it's just lunch with my cousin's adopted family. It's nothing to get worked up over. You eat lunch with a bunch of superheroes almost every day," Kara countered with a smirk.
"And that works out so well when I have a "power malfuction,"" Keitaro groused his own eye roll.
"Just be glad Clark and Orion were able to convince Barda it was an accident and move on, Keitaro," Kara advised him. "Honestly, I'd be more concerned about the fact Artemis seems to have all but adopted you."
"She hasn't said much about it, but I get the feeling she thinks I can't be trusted to take care of myself," Keitaro replied with a sigh. "Although her tribe of Amazons had even more information about the ancient cultures at the time of the split between the two nations than their Themysciran counterparts."
Kara laughed as she speculated, "I think she just likes that someone is finally more interested in her tribe over Diana's."
"Maybe. She really opened up once she understood I wasn't trying to date her," Keitaro shot bach as he craned his neck to give Kara a boyish grin.
Kara chose to keep to leave the matter at that as the Kent family farm appeared in the horizon for her supior vision. "Almost there," she declared with a wide grin.
Keitaro just gulped nervously and tried to put on a brave face. He idly windered if Kara would feel similarly out of her depth when she finally met Aunt Haruka and Kanako-chan for the first time in person? Somehow, the young Ronin doubted it.
As the pair landed, there was an older but still active looking man standing on he porch to the farmhouse with an open grin on his face. "Kara, it's good to see you," Jonathan Kent said as he stepped up and higged his Son's cousin. "And you must be Keitaro. We've heard so much about you," he added as he stepped back from the embrace and offered Keitaro a hearty handshake.
It took Keitaro a moment to reciprocate the motion as he moved to bow instintively at first, but he eventually returned the shake with a shy smile as he reposponded, "Yes. It's, um, good to meet you Mister Kent."
"Now, now, none of that. Call me Jonathan. With the way Clark and Kara talk about you, you're practically family," Jonathan replied, which brought a playful protest of "Pa-!" from the girl in question.
The potential for banter was cut short as a voice from in the house asked, "Are Kara and her friend here, Dear?"
"They just arrived Martha," Jonathan shot back.
"Well bring them in. Lunch is ready and we have fresh apple pie for dessert," Superman's adopted mother informed them.
"Well you heard the lady. Let's eat," Jonathan commented to the young friends with a warm smile.
For her part, Kara just returned the grin with one of her own as Keitaro was led inside. It was good to be 'home." Even for a little while.