Hawk x Reader (Butterflies) [DISCONTINUED]

"Counterbalance"

Y/N POV

I woke up that morning to the sound of my alarm going off. I jump out of bed and put my workout clothes on and get straight to work. With some music of course. I start with a few lunges to get me warmed up and then go into my real workout. I do sets of push ups, crunches, sit ups, pull ups, anything to build my muscles. This was how I've been spending all of my mornings, getting stronger. At the dojo, we've been working on our defense, by having baseballs launched at us with gear on and we block them. Sensei will also throw punches or put us in a situation for us to defend our selves in. At first, it wasn't going so well. We kept getting knocked down with an elbow to the face or a punch to the gut. But it's been a few months and we've been getting stronger. 

Soon enough, Christmas came and went and we were still training. Except now, we were able to defend ourselves. We spend our mornings jogging around Reseda, practicing karate, working out, and bettering ourselves. This morning was no different. We were at the dojo and it was Miguel's turn to go against Sensei. He swept his legs out from under him and Sensei fell on his back. Then, he clicked the button on a remote and a baseball came flying out and hit Miguel on the side of his head. He falls on the floor holding his ear and says, "Ah! What-what the hell? That-that wasn't fair." Sensei gets to his feet and tells him, "You want a fair fight? Dream on. Your enemies won't always play by the rules." "Yeah, but...my ear," Miguel tells him. "What if that baseball was your enemy's friend coming from behind? You have to be prepared for everything," Sensei tells him. Miguel stands to his feet as Sensei pulls his hand away from his ear. I walk over and stand next him and see that his ear is red and swollen. I cringe as Sensei says, "No, it's fine. Don't be a baby." Miguel stands to his full height when a bunch of women carrying yoga mats walk in. "Hello," one of them says. "Aw, shit," Sensei says in exhaustion. "It's 5 o'clock. Twilight is upon us," The woman continues. "What's going on?" I ask. "Uh, I had to sublet he dojo for a few hours. Just till we get more students," Sensei answers me. The women begin to unroll a large banner as one says, "We need to change the energy in here."  They hang a banner that says 'Love is here to Namaste' over the words Strike first, strike hard, no mercy. The women pull out their yoga mats and begin to stretch as we walk out of the dojo. 

Quick TW

It was a new day at the dojo and I was punching the padded gloves on Sensei's hands. "What's the second rule of the Way of the Fist?" He asked me. "Strike hard," I answer kicking the glove. "That's right. There's only one reason to hit someone. To inflict pain. Striking hard is about giving it your all," He tells me as I reset and continue to hit it. The door to the dojo opens and I turn to see who it is. "What the hell?" Sensei asks. "No yoga till 5. No matter how bad you need it," He continues. Aisha, a girl from school walks into the dojo. "Um, I'm actually here for karate. I saw your website. It said that there was supposed to be a session today," She says. "I appreciate you coming in, but there are no other girls at Cobra Kai," Sensei tells her. I scoff as Aisha asks, "Why not?" "Same reason there aren't women in the army. Doesn't make sense," Sensei answers. Miguel shakes his head as I roll my eyes and say, "Uh, Sensei, we need to show you something in your office." We turn and bow before entering his office as he sits on his desk. "Don't give me this 'sexist' bullshit. Women just aren't made for fighting. They have tiny, hollow bones," Sensei tells me. "What does that me?" I ask with a harsh tone. "That's different, you were getting your ass kicked," he tells me. "The kids at school call her names, make fun of her," I tell him. "Well, that's what happens when you eat a box of Twinkies every day," He says in a duh tone. I roll my eyes as Miguel tells him, "Her dad is Isaiah Robinson. Hall of fame lineman for the Chargers." Sensei not understanding what he's trying to say asks, "So you're saying that it's genetic? Her love of Twinkies comes from her dad?" I scoff and whisper yell, "No, he's saying her families loaded! And she's a paying customer. But you don't need the money, right?" Sensei sighs and stands saying, "All right." We walk out of his office as he tells her, "Ok, take off your shoes and hop on the mat." She does as told and meets him in the middle of the mat. "Ok, after further review, I've decided to allow other female students. But, if you want to be a Cobra Kai, you can't act like a girl. Act like her," He says pointing to me. I cross my arms and yell, "Hey! What's that supposed to mean?" "What do you mean? How do girls act?" Aisha asks him. He replies as if it's obvious, "Don't give me that. You know, all emotional, loud, compliany. Never letting you finish a sentence." "Well, I know a few guys who act just-" she starts before Sensei cuts her off. "Quiet!" He exclaims. He paces in front of her before stating, "My students tell me you've been harassed at school." Miguel and I glance at each other then back to Aisha. "Yeah. Mostly online. Um, I get mean texts and e-mails sent to me. Makes me not wanna go," she admits. "And who send you these messages?" Sensei asks her. "Well, they're mostly anonymous. These kids create fake accounts, and they tell me things like I'm ugly and that I should kill myself." Sensei stops in front of her and says, "Oh my God. What a bunch of pussies! Back in my day, if you wanted to tease someone, you did it to their face. There was honor and respect. These geeks hiding behind their computer, what a bunch of spineless losers. You're not afraid of these losers, are you?" Aisha straightens up and answers, "No."  "You gonna take shit from these losers?" Sensei asks her. "No," She replies determinedly. "Good, because when I'm done with you, you're gonna be sending a message back. Only it's not gonna be with your keyboard. It's gonna be with your fists," Sensei tells her.