This Will Never Be Over: A Cobra Kai Fanfic

Episode 9 | The Songs Of Secrets & Lies Part 2

I'M ALRIGHT! NOBODY WORRY ABOUT ME!!

Anthony LaRusso grinned as he woke up to the sound of his favorite song. He glanced over at his yawning wife, Ashely, as he got dressed for work.

"Kenny Loggins? Again?" She smiled playfully.

"You know my taste in music is what made you fall in love with me," Anthony chuckled.

"More like despite of."

"Oh, was it this instead?" Anthony smirked pulling her into his arms and twirling her to the sound of the 80's.

"Maybe," Ashley giggled, "or..."

She leaned in and kissed him softly. "...It was because you were and are the sweetest man I have ever known."

"Tell that to my sister," Anthony sighed.

"Sam? Is she still refusing to answer your calls?" Ashely frowned.

"Yeah," Anthony replied as he fastened his tie. "All dad wants is just to make things right and say goodbye to her, before..."

Ashely put her hand on Anthony's shoulder. "It's going to be okay. I've known Sam almost as long as I've known you. She's a good person, who's been through hell and back. You of all people should remember that. If my dad would've reacted the way yours did, I honestly couldn't tell you what I'd do."

"Get mad and scream out: 'Yeah? Well, your karate's a joke, old man!'" Anthony suggested with a sly smirk.

"You're never going to let me live that down, are you?" Ashely's cheeks flushed red.

"No, of course not," Anthony replied.

"Good."

"I'm thinking only ten or twenty more years max."

Ashley smacked Anthony playfully with her pillow.

"Hey, now! Is that any way to treat the sweetest man you've ever known?" Anthony laughed.

"I was grading on a curve, smartass!" Ashely smirked.

"So... am I still the sweetest?"

"That depends..."

"On what?"

"What you're cooking for breakfast?"

*****

"Tory? Are you home?" Robby asked tiredly, walking into the Keene household.

"Out in the back, Hon!" Tory's voice shouted.

What's she doing out near the old shed? The groundskeeper isn't supposed clean that out until next week. Robby mused as he slid his travel bags onto one of their couches and walked out to the poolside patio. His eyes widened in disbelief as he saw his wife strutting towards him in her old Miyagi-Do gi.

"Hey. So... we have a lot to talk about," Tory smiled sheepishly.

*****

"Why did you do it?" Sam glared, clenching her fists.

"Why must you ask such a ridiculous question, Ms. LaRusso? If I recall, you came to me."

"This wasn't what I signed up for!" Sam shouted.

"Temper. Temper. Just like your father. How do you think he would feel, if he knew just how far his little angel had fallen?"

"He would forgive me," Sam snarled.

"Would he really? Seems to me he already has a replacement waiting and ready to go."

"My dad loves me! Everything I've done has been for him! For my family! For —!"