Anastasia and Johnny circle Miguel as he does push-ups on the mat, his breathing measured and precise.
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”Ready?” Johnny asks Miguel, who had chest, wrist, and shin guards on, as Anastasia hesitantly filled a pitching machine with baseballs.
“Yes, Sensei,” Miguel nods nervously.
Johnny holds up the remote for the pitching machine, and it beeps as he presses a button, a baseball flying towards Miguel’s head, and he quickly blocks it with his wrist causing it to hit the wall behind him, putting a hole in it.
Anastasia sighs, “There goes the deposit.”
Miguel stares at Johnny in shock, who presses the button again. This time the ball hits Miguel in the elbow since he was distracted.
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“What does a Cobra do?” Johnny asks as Miguel grunts trying to get out of the hold that the blond man had on his neck. “What does a Cobra do?” Miguel taps rapidly on Johnny’s bicep. “There’s no tapping in karate.”
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Miguel successfully blocks the punches that Anastasia throws his way, but fails to block the front kick to his stomach, grunting in pain. Although, Anastasia grimaces in pain as she does a quick leg circle to try and work out the burning in her groin, hip, right thigh.
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Miguel blocks Johnny’s roundhouse to the face with his shoulder, and dodges out of the way of the fist coming at his face. He blocks the back kick, but fails to miss the elbow to his chest. “Watch your arms. Get your arms up,” Johnny instructs.
“My arms were up,” Miguel argues.
“Anticipate, Miguel. It’s no use having your arms up if you don’t anticipate what your opponent is going to do next,” Anastasia adds.
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Miguel blocks Anastasia’s punches fast this time, but still fails to block the front kick. Anastasia only winces this time, her hip beginning to adapt to the repetitive movement.
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Miguel gets hit in the groin with baseball, and Anastasia grimaces in sympathy as he collapses on the floor, and she’s glad she makes him wear a cup.
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Miguel dodges a ball with his wrist, then with his forearm.
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”What does a Cobra do?” Johnny asks as Miguel struggles in the grip he has around his neck. Miguel jerks Johnny’s arm down and to the side, freeing himself from the grip before twisting Johnny’s arm behind him slightly.
“Slither!” Miguel shouts.
“Not bad,” Johnny comments proudly.
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Miguel blocks a baseball with his wrist.
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Muscle Memory
FanfictionCrossposted on AO3 under Shelb253947 When Anastasia moves to the San Fernando Valley half way through college, she wouldn't have believed in the idea that she'd bump into a down on his luck, former karate champion, Johnny Lawrence. She definitely wo...
