Daniel LaRusso (The Karate Kid ) x Reader

Beach Practice

" Y/n. "
I feel someone shake me from my bed.
Trying to open my eyes, I noticed a familiar figure?
Once I got them open I quickly realized
it was Daniel!
Wait, Daniel?
How'd he get in??
What?
" Da- Daniel? "
I say sitting up from my bed, rubbing my eyes.
" Hey, Y/n. Mornin.
C'mon, let's go. We're goin' to the beach with Mr. Miyagi. "
" Oh shit, wait. We are? "
Rubbing my eyes, since Daniel hasn't mentioned anything about
going to the beach since the days before yesterday.

" Yeah, now c'mon. Let's go! "
He seemed pretty excited for 8:22 in the morning.
" Yeah, just let me change.
Wait, how'd you get in? "
I say stretching my arms up.
" You left your window open for me last night. Remember? "
He smiled looking over to the window.
" Oh yeah... "
I lie agreeing anyway as I was quite disoriented.
Especially since I just woke up...
" Wear a bathing suit. Oh I uh got you a sandwich, so you could eat it
on the way the way there. "
He held it up, standing up from my bed, walking over to my closet to get some clothes so I could change in the bathroom.

" Oh also, Y/-... "
" Thanks, Danny.
But you know you didn't have to-... What? "
I turn to face away from my closet,
and I notice Daniel trying to say something.
" What? "
It looks like he just saw a ghost, what's wrong?
" Your uh- "
He gestures with his hand, still trying to figure out how to say a sentence.
" What, Daniel? Spit it out? "
I furrow my eyebrows, getting annoyed
 since it was 8 AM and I already wanted to change.
" You're not wearing any- "
He finally gets those words out,
and oh I wish he didn't.
I looked down only to find myself not wearing any shorts...
I try thinking of something, but I see his eyes still focused on well, there...
" Why are you still staring! "
I shout bringing my shirt down, running quickly behind my closet door
to hide myself.
Only to see him cover his eyes and face away
  from my closet.
" I'm sorry, I- I didn't know- "
" Just- Just get out of the room!?"
" Alright! Alright! "
I peek to see him try to walk to the door,
his hands still over his eyes
as he tries to feel for the doorknob.
And yes, he finally got the door open, but,
I hear a little bang?
" Ow. "
Daniel being Daniel, this dumbass
accidentally hits his head on the door.
" I'm okay, I'm okay. "
He says walking out of my room and I try to hold my laughter.
" What an idiot. "
I chuckle, knowing once he's out the room, I'd look for a swimsuit and
some clothes to wear.
But then the thought of Daniel,
who JUST saw me in my underwear...
I couldn't feel any more embarrassed.
Really.
Then I remembered I had to change,
" Shit! "
I scurry to the bathroom, freshen up, and change into my swimsuit.
Having an oversized T-shirt over and some shorts.
Yes, I finally had shorts on this time...

" You done, Y/n!?
Can- can I go in now?! "
Hearing Daniel say from the other side of the door.
" Yeah! "
I yell back as I put a little makeup on.
" You ready? "
The boy peeked his head into the room.
" Mhm. "
I decided I'd just leave my Walkman, since we're swimming anyway...

" I'm sorry about the whole- "
" Don't mention it. "
I tight-lip smile formed on my face.
" Okay then... Let's go. "
I could feel the awkwardness between us as we left my room
and out of the apartment.
" Mr. Miyagi's waiting downstairs with his uh truck. "
Daniel mentioned, hopping down the last step of the stairs.

" Aahh, Y/n-San. Good morning. "
The old man greeted me.
" Morning Mr. Miyagi. "
I smile heading to the passenger seat.
" Hey, you wanna sit in the back? "
Daniel gestured to the back part of the truck.
" Sure? "
Shrugging my shoulders.
" Um, Mr. Miyagi...
Y/n, and I will sit in the back if that's okay. "
He patted the railing of the pickup truck before hopping into it.
" Here, Y/n. "
Daniel held his hand out for me to take.
" Thanks. "
The moment I got on, Daniel and I sat across each other.
The warm sun hitting our faces.
Luckily I had my shades with me to shield the brightness from my eyes.
" Hold on! "
Mr. Miyagi shouted, leaving the driveway from the complex.
" Where's your Walkman? "
Daniel asked me.
" Oh I just left it at home since we're swimming anyway. "
" Well, you are at least. "
He adds nodding, and we hit a few bumps here and there.
Then his words re-occurred to me.
At least I am? What does he mean?
" Wait, why are we heading to the beach again? "
I question him, clueless.
" It's a part of my training. Remember?
From last night? I told you? "
Daniel started to bring my memory back...