RORY WASN'T fit to drive according to Layla.
They didn't want to jump to conclusions on Rory's health, but they were parents and that (technically) was their youngest child.
But if they told Rory to stop karate for the time being, she'd go to practice anyway. If they locked their doors, Rory would find a way out.
Rory was obedient, but she would push it if she wanted to.
Karate was just karate to her and that's what her parents thought.
It was something that she enjoyed no doubt, but she had that passion because of her father, because of her mother.
Though Layla had dropped the karate shtick way before Aurora and Belle were born, but Jack... Jack would never let it go, not again.
It was like a legacy. A legacy that Rory felt like she had to continue if Belle wasn't.
Belly was trying to follow in her mother footsteps as a model and Rory... well, she wanted nothing more to show her dad that she was so much more than his daughter. That she was handed everything on a silver platter. That she was just as strong and just as powerful as he was... that he is.
But she wasn't going to admit that. Because that, to Aurora Maude Brewer, would mean that she was weak.
And she was anything but.
But she was still told that she wasn't fit to drive, not now.
So, Jack (and others) would drive Rory to and from Miyagi-Do until they felt like she was able to drive herself once again.
She rested her head against the seat of the car, glancing at the racing trees as Jack drove her to practice that day.
They finally made it there and Rory gave her father and thankful smile.
"Take it easy, Rory." Jack spoke, "Can't have you losing your head, kid."
Rory chuckled, "I'm okay." She smiled, "You and mom are so worried and it's nothing."
"I'm your dad. It's my job to be worried about you."
Rory playfully rolled her eyes and stepped out of the car, her duffle bad slinging over her shoulder and she poked her head inside the car.
"Love you."
"Love you too, Aurora."
Rory stepped away from the car, taking the hair tie off her wrist and grabbed her hair, placing it into a ponytail and dropped her duffel bag inside the dojo.
She stepped outside with the others and one by one, more Miyagi-Do members showed up and the sun just kept rising and burning down on the group of teens.
"Oh, God." Demetri panted, "It's so hot out. I'm sweating in places I didn't even know I had pores."
"Demetri... Please shut up." Rory muttered, "Opening your mouth isn't helping with the heat."
Demetri turned, "Oh, my breath is hot? How about I just" He pushed himself off of Sam and closer to Rory, "talk right in your face? Does this help?"
Rory pushed the boys face away and rested her head against her knees.
Soon, Mr. LaRusso stepped outside and told the group to get out from under the tree and that it was time to work.
"Mr. LaRusso, it's like 100 degrees out." Robby panted, "Can't we take it easy today?"
"Are you kidding? This heat wave is a gift. Today, you are going to experience Shochu-Geiko."
"Like the car insurance?" Chris asked.
"Shochu-Geiko is a Japanese exercise where you train during the hottest days of the year." Mr. LaRusso explained, "It's about pushing yourself to your limit. The fight isn't always gonna come when it's 75 degrees and breezy."
"Thought you wanted us to avoid fighting." Rory spoke.
"Sometimes you can't. Someday, the fight may come to you. And I wanna make sure you're ready." Mr. LaRusso said, "So, today, we're gonna see what Miyagi-Do is made of."
And Daniel put them to work. From working in the heat to working in a walk-in freeze, they worked. They worked until Mr. LaRusso called it quits and rushed out the freezer.
Nightfall soon came and Rory had been dropped off at the LaRusso until a stable ride was able to pick her up.
Layla was working a little too far to pick Rory up at a decent hour, Belle was hanging out with Moon until late into the night, and Jack was only, according to him, 15 minutes away... which meant his was most likely making his way up the driveway.
So, she would get ready to go and said her goodbyes to everyone and stepped outside and made her way towards the LaRusso's at home dojo where Robby had been staying.
She gently knocked on the door and opened it to find Robby folding one of his shirts.
"Oh, this is quite homey." She smiled, "I almost didn't believe Sam."
Robby smiled at the sound of her voice and turned.
"Almost?"
"I mean... you've got a bed and everything here. I would live." She joked.
She stepped further into the room. She had changed into a different set of clothes and her hair had been brushing her shoulders. The heat had definitely died down and it wasn't freezing cold, it felt pretty good out.
"So, what did you like better today?" He asked, "The heat or the cold?"
"Ah, if I had to choose... I'd go with the cold." She smiled, "Can't always get that in California. It's different. What about you?"
He smiled, "I like the heat." He took steps forward, approaching Rory, "I've been meaning to talk to you. About that night at your house."
Rory nodded, "I thought it was a one time thing. That... you didn't want to do it again. That's why I've never questioned you about it."
"You should've." He smiled, "Because I really want to be with you, Rory."
A faint smile played on Rory's lips, "You mean... you want to try... us?"
His thumb brushed against her cheek; he only smiled down at her and without hesitation, she leaned into him, their lips meeting in a sweet, lingering kiss.
Rory's heart raced with anticipation, her fingers gently grazing the nape of Robby's neck, urging him closer.
Her fingers tangled in Robby's hair, their soft strands slipping through her delicate touch. The sensation sent a thrill coursing through her, fueling their desire for more.
Their kiss became more fervent. Every touch, every sigh, every gentle caress spoke volumes.
They were lost in the moment... until that moment was broken.
The two of the broke their kiss, Rory's one hand still tangled in Robby's hair as he kept his hands placed firmly on her hips.
"My dad's outside." She sighed, shoving it back into her pocket.
"I'll call you."
Rory smiled, "You haven't asked me."
Robby looked down at her, brows furrowed as her eyes read with adoration.
"Oh," He smiled, "Will you go out with me?"
Rory's smile grew and kissed him gently once more. It only lasted a second. Nothing long, but it gave him the answer that he wanted to hear.
She didn't want to leave her father outside waiting much longer so she turned to leave.
She stood by the door, a bright small on her face as she waved goodbye to her boyfriend.
Boyfriend. It could roll of the tongue.
She jogged towards her dad's car, slipping inside as she turned to give him a small smile.
"How'd it go?" Jack asked, pulling out of the LaRusso driveway.
"Pretty good." She sighed.
Pretty damn good indeed.
Until it wasn't.
— lucy has something to say !!
GUYS GUYS i don't know about you but i think my oc looks a lot like jack and layla idk idk
she looks more like leo now that i'm looking at it
bye :))))