𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓, Miguel Diaz

S03:E09

•~3rd person P.O.V~•
"So this is the guy that founded Miyagi-Do?" Rachel looked up as she stretched while Miguel pointed at a picture of Mr. Miyagi. Miguel and Rachel believed that to beat Cobra Kai, Eagle Fang, and Miyagi Do needed to join forces. Sam agreed. So, today Miguel was joining Rachel at practice while Sam went to Moon's house.

"That's Mr. Miyagi. He taught Daniel everything he knows." Rachel answered, flashing a smile to Miguel as she switched legs.

"Oh. Like how Sensei Lawrence learned from Kreese." Miguel stated as Rachel stood up beside him. Rachel furrowed her eyebrows, her upper lip curling in disgust.

"Mr. Miyagi was nothing like Kreese. Mr. Miyagi taught karate focusing on defense." Rachel walked alongside Miguel as he looked around, suddenly coming to a stop.

"Yeah, but sometimes the best defense is more offense." Rachel sighed, running her fingers through her light blonde hair. It wasn't as if Daniel and Johnny had agreed to join forces, and Rachel didn't think they ever would. They were simply just too different.

"This is the problem. Our styles are so far apart. My dad will never see eye-to-eye with Daniel." Rachel huffed, folding her arms as she thought about how many arguments would erupt between the two if they did indeed join forces.

"I think it's the other way round." Miguel turned his head, suddenly seeing a shelf in front of him. Along with some sort of drum sitting on the shelf. "What's this?" Miguel asked, picking it up.

"An Okinawan hand drum," Rachel answered, as Miguel tapped the drum, his eyebrows pulling together in curiosity.

"What does it do?" Miguel asked, seeing Rachel slowly smile as he looked at her. She walked in front of Miguel, Miguel turning with her.

"I'll show you. Try to hit me." Miguel chuckled, his eyebrows raising. He didn't want to hit Rachel, not even in a tournament. If he had to, he'd forfeit.

"I'm not gonna try to hit you." Rachel crossed her arms as she tilted her head slightly to the side, her hair falling from behind her ears.

"What? Scared you'll get beat, huh champ?" She smirked as Miguel playfully rolled his eyes before looking back at Rachel. Miguel could never get over how pretty she always was. He loved everything about her, and he wasn't embarrassed to admit that he was head over heels in love with her.

"All right. Here it comes." He warned, before throwing a punch that Rachel blocked by turning her hips with the movements of her hands. "Not bad!" Miguel exclaimed happily, as he watched a proud smile form on Rachel's face. "But I got some secret moves of my own." Rachel cocked an eyebrow and looked Miguel up and down.

"Oh, really? Do you?" She smirked. Miguel took a short step towards Rachel as he looked down at her, her eyes peering at his through her dark eyelashes.

"Yeah. Here, put your arms out. And then, just..." Rachel huffed as Miguel hovered above her, suddenly understanding how Miguel had once felt. "See? Impossible to defend." Rachel felt a fluttering feeling in the pit of her stomach as Miguel smirked down at her, his eyes tracing her face. Rachel draped her arms around Miguel's neck before she pulled his lips down to hers.

Rachel felt as if her heart had jumped into her throat as Miguel kissed back. His hands trailed to Rachel's hips which caused Rachel to gasp just from his simple touch. Miguel took the opportunity to slip his tongue into Rachel's mouth, their tongues wrestling for dominance.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Miguel quickly pulled away as he heard Daniel's voice spring out of nowhere. Rachel wiped her mouth, her eyes growing wide as her breath hitched in her throat.

"Dad!" She exclaimed, her eyes growing even wider before she shook her head slightly. "I-I mean Daniel!" She corrected, feeling heat rise to her cheeks, making them glow bright red.