The next day we all sat around the mat again, Watching Miguel and Hawk fight.
Miguel won the round by punching Hawk in the stomach.
"Nice work Diaz." Johnny complimented. "Bow. Go again." He demanded.
Suddenly the bell above the door jingled, and Daniel LaRusso stormed into the dojo.
"The hell you think you're doing?" Johnny walked closer to him as everyone got up from the floor.
"Like you don't know." Daniel started.
"Take your shoes off the mat. You're disrespecting my dojo." He demanded, walking closer to him.
"You're seriously gonna talk to me about disrespecting dojos after what you just did to mine?" He stormed closer to Johnny.
"I don't know what the hell you're talking about. I didn't do anything to your dojo." Johnny squinted at him. Miguel and Hawk walked off of the mat, standing next to me.
"Just like you didn't slug one of my employees, huh?" Daniel questioned. Johnny looked off to the side and shrugged, confirming he did. I swear he's gonna seriously get himself in serious trouble someday.
Daniel scoffed. "You know, part of me actually felt bad for you at one point, but you made it so easy to remember who the bad guy is in all of this." He shook his head. " You call yourself a Sensei? You don't even know what a sensei is. A sensei mentors. A sensei elevates. He doesn't teach destruction and disrespect!" He yelled, walking closer.
"I already said I don't know what you're talking about, LaRusso." Johnny walked even closer. "And you don't know what you're talking about either." He shook his head.
"Yeah, well, I know you don't.." Daniel paused. "You don't earn a Medal of Honor by stealing it." His voice cracked.
"Let me tell you something about your sensei." He turned to us. " He might teach you how to fight, but he doesn't know a thing about what it takes to truly win at life." He walked backward toward the door.
"If you want to help yourselves before it's too late, the doors of Miyagi-Do? wide open." He pointed to the door.
"You come in here a poach my students?" Johnny walked closer again.
"And what are you gonna do about it?" Daniel opened his arms. " You know I'm not gonna strike first."
"Im gonna be a bigger man." He walked away backward.
"Yeah." He nodded. "We'll see about that." He turned and left the dojo.
One of the bigger kids grabbed their bag and followed him.
"What the hell, Chris?" The smaller one said to the bigger one.
"I never liked it here." He shrugged and walked out, a few people going with him.
We all watched them walk out. Johnny looked almost disappointed that he had lost his students.
"Traitors." I mumbled.
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Johnny had us all doing intense workouts, waiting for someone to confess to trashing Miyagi-Do. Grunts filled the room as he made us do burpees.
"This could all be over in an instant. The decisions yours." Johnny yelled, obviously angry. "Who trashed the Miyagi dojo?"
"Yall know I'm no fan of LaRusso's, But that sort of bullshit we don't teach here." He looked at Kreese. "At least not anymore. So, I'm gonna ask you again. Who trashed Miyagi-Do?"
"It was not me Sensei." The chubby old man said, obviously out of breath. " I would never disrespect another man's dojo."
"Shut your cake hole, chubs." He demanded. "I'm not looking for excuses. I'm looking for answers."
"Sensei, we really don't know who did it." Miguel spoke up.
"Somebody knows something." Kreese added. "Question is, who's gonna break?" He looked at Hawk.
The phone rang, causing Johnny to walk to his office. "Keep going, We can do this all day."
"Sensei, we need a water break." Someone said to Kreese.
"Two-minute break." He announced, making everyone sigh in relief. "Get your bearings."
I walked to my bag, pulled out my water bottle, and chugged the water that was in it. After a few moments, Hawk walked up to me.
"Hey." He smirked.
I finally stopped drinking my water, turning to him. "Hey. Why are you doing that?" I gave him a confused look, pointing to his face.
"Doing what?" He continued to smirk.
"That. The thing with your mouth." I pointed to his face again.
"I don't know. Would you rather me do something else with my mouth?" He flirted.
I raised my eyebrows, my face turning a light shade of pink.
He chuckled at my reaction.
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Johnny had left a bit ago, leaving Kreese in charge. He moved us to the back, making us all do random workouts.
Some worked with ropes, Some weight lifted, and some passed around a weight. I was one of the ones working with the ropes.
"Keep going. I have all day." Kreese walked back and forth across the entrance of the back.
"You think it's okay if I puke in here?" The older man asked Aisha.
"Please don't." I shook my head.
" Navy SEALS puke all the time." He added.
"Do not puke." Aisha told him with wide eyes.
"He's not gonna let up." Miguel said. "We gotta figure out who did it."
"I bet it was Shit Breath." I told him, Looking over at Shit Breath.
"Hey, Screw you." He got up and walked closer to me.
"What did you just say to me?" I walked closer.
"You wanna do this right now?" He opened his arms.
Hawk pushed him back, glaring at him. "Watch what you say, man."
"Stop!" Kreese yelled. "Would you really like to know who did it?"
"It was Hawk." He held up his hand, gesturing to Hawk. Miguel looked over and glared at him.
"And it was Olivia." He then looked over at me, glaring at me as well. I looked at Kreese confused. I had no part in it.
"And it was Diaz." Miguel turned to Kreese, looking at him confused.
"And Robinson. And it was Nichols, Chubs, Red." Everyone looked around at each other. "When one of you makes a move, You all make a move. You live and you die with the consequences and the spoils because you are all Cobra Kai." He ended.
"Main dojo, five minutes." He Demanded.
You're about to begin your real training."
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"Combat. Ais!" He moved his hand away from the middle, letting me and Shit Breath fight.
He tried kicking me but I blocked him. I threw a punch and a kick his way, which he blocked.
He tried kicking me again and I again blocked him, grabbing his arm and pushing him back, kicking him in the stomach. He fell to the ground, kneeling.
"Point." Miguel held up a red flag.
"Hit him again." He demanded.
We both looked over at him confused.
"Do you have a problem with that?" He tilted his head.
I just put my hands on my hips and continued to look at him confused.
"A fight isn't over until your enemy is finished." He added. "You show your enemy no mercy."
I nodded and started walking toward Shit Breath, Getting ready to hit him.
"Wait!" Miguel interrupted. " This isn't what Sensei Lawrence has been teaching us."
"Excuse me?"
"There's no honor in being merciless. Olivia scored a point. It's over." Miguel shook his head.
"Sensei Lawrence is right, of course. In a tournament, the fighting stops when you land a point. But in the real world, it's not about scoring points. it's about being a winner or a loser." Kreese walked up to Miguel, who held his head up.
"And there are no losers in this dojo."
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Protective Hawk>>>>>
I just find his flirting hilarious tbh.