Hawk x Reader (Butterflies) [DISCONTINUED]

"Molting"

Y/N POV

We've been training for the All Valley non stop. Today however, we're doing something a little different. We're standing in a junkyard surrounded by old cars and junk. Sensei was standing on top of a car cracking open a beer and taking a sip. "You've trained hard. You've gotten stronger, tougher, faster. You've done your best. You're ready for this tournament, am I right?" Sensei asks us. "Yes, Sensei!" We yell with confidence. "Wrong!" Sensei yells throwing his beer on the ground. "Your best ain't shit! If you wanna win the All Valley Under-18 Karate Tournament, you gotta give me better than your best. Which is why from now on, you're gonna get my worst. Do you understand?" Sensei continues. "Yes, Sensei!" We yell. "Are you losers?" He asks. "No, Sensei!" "Are you nerds?" "No, Sensei!" "Are you sure?" "No, Sensei!" We yell. He covers his face in annoyance before starting our training. He set up a bunch of tires in rows for us to run through. "Move those feet. Go!" He yells at us. He then gave us bats and table legs telling us, "Your enemies are all around you. Destroy them!" We put on goggles and ran around the junk yard smashing windows on cars and anything else. We then go to a dumpster filled with glass and sharp objects with a board over it. We walk over it as Sensei yells, "Let's go squirt. Good job, buddy. Go!" When it's Miguel's turn Sensei starts yelling, "Come on, princess. Let's go. Move that ass." We kept alternating between breaking windows, walking over the board and running the tires. We were walking over the dumpster when Sensei tells us, "There's nothing to fear except fear itself. That, and falling in sharp metal and broken glass, so don't do that!" Another time, we were running the tires and Aisha fell and everyone else followed, creating a pile of us. Miguel and Hawk threw a panel out the window, smashing a car at the bottom. We were taking a break and Sensei was handing out jerky. "You wanna win? You gotta be hungry. Are you guys hungry?" He asks us. We give a scattered, "Yes, Sensei!" "Good. 'Cause so are they," he tells us. We look around us confused before we hear dogs barking. Two dogs come running out after us as we scatter and start running away. I run and jump on top of the bed of a truck and climb onto the roof. A dog is right behind Hawk as he runs to the truck I'm on top of. I grab his hand and start pulling him up before a dog runs over and bites his arm. He screams as we all cringe in pain.

Miguel and I were the only ones at the dojo training before Sensei tells us, "Ok, Ok! That's enough. Save some for the tournament." "Why are we the only ones here, Sensei?" Miguel asks with a sigh. "'Cause let's face it, you guys are the only chance I got at winning this thing," Sensei tells us. Miguel smirks and says, "So what? Am I your best student?" I scoff and roll my eyes saying, "We're both here, Miguel." Sensei just says, "Don't flatter yourself. Have you seen the other?" Miguel walks over and checks his phone giving a slight laugh. "What's so funny?" Sensei asks him. "Oh, nothing, just this funny picture my girlfriend posted," Miguel says showing Sensei the picture. He grabs his phone saying, "Wait a second. Is that Daniel LaRusso's daughter?" Miguel confusedly asks, "Yeah, you know Samantha?" Sensei continues with his questions, "You're dating a LaRusso?" "Yeah, why? Is something wrong?" Miguel asks. Sensei just says, "We need to talk," before leading us out to the parking lot to talk. We sit down on the curb before he starts, "It was the summer of '82. Rocky 3 had just come out. My buddy Dutch was a huge Mr. T fan, so we went to the local theater to check it out. Sitting in front of us was this group of cute chicks, eating popcorn. Dutch started throwing Milk Duds at 'em." Miguel chuckles and asks, "Wh-what? Why would he do that?" Sensei says as if i's the most obvious thing, "Because it's an alpha move, man. Babes love when you treat them like crap." Miguel looks at me silently asking if that's true. I shake my head and take a sip of my pop before Sensei continues, "Anyway, the girls got so pissed off, that one of them stood up and started yelling at us. That's when I saw her for the first time." "Saw who?" I ask him. "Ali. She dumped popcorn all over Dutch. Got butter all over him. I could tell right away, man, this chick was a firecracker," He tells us. "So, did you ask her out?" Miguel asks. "Yeah, I hit on her a few times till she gave me a chance. We went to golf and stuff for our first date. Kissed on the Ferris wheel. We were madly in love. Dated for two years. For Valentine's Day, instead of rings, I gave her this pink jelly bracelet," He tells us before reaching into his pocket and pulling out the band he wears on his forehead. "And she gave me this," he tells us. "So, then what happened?" I ask. "Summer before my senior year, we got into a fight. I figured we'd work things out eventually. But then Daniel LaRusso came to town. Next thing I know, he's hitting on her. I see the two of them flirting with each other," he continues. "What'd you do?" Miguel asks intrigued. "Well, I walked over to have a civil conversation with Ali. But LaRusso kept butting in. I told him to get lost, mind your own business. Out of nowhere, the guy sucker-punches me," Sensei tells us. "What an asshole," we say in unison. "I know, guys. I did what any dude would do. I defended myself. You know, I figured that was that. But LaRusso wouldn't leave it alone. At the Halloween dance, I was sitting there minding my own business, he douses me with the water hose. I hadn't seen the guy in months. Fricking turns a water hose on my head.  So I chase him down, try to put an end to things that night. Turns out the guy's got a karate master of his own. Guy comes out of nowhere, jumps us, assaults me and my friends. I think my buddy Tommy got brain damage 'cause of that fight," Sensei says. "Oh my God," Miguel says in disbelief. "Eventually, we decided to work things out at the All Valley Tournament. So, we both made it to the finals. It was two to two..." he pauses. "What-what happened? Who won?" I ask impatiently. "LaRusso won, I lost. But what's worse...is that I lost Ali," he finishes the story. "All right, the reason I'm telling you all this is because you gotta watch out for the LaRussos," he  tells us. Miguel and I glance at him and then each other before looking back down at the ground.