Kunai Beats Shuriken (K/DA Akali x Male Reader)

E4: Enjoy

That morning, I got up, I slept pretty well, all things considered. I think what I might do is explore the city while I have the free time. There was no way this could take only a week to pull off, and I am not a psychopath, not yet anyway.

For a city that has been dubbed the city of progress, the city of dreams, the city of hope, the city of tomorrow, and many other nicknames. I figure that maybe, just maybe, it could be worth taking a moment.

I want to make sure that Akali and Ahri go there, to that restaurant tonight, but I-... hmm... What is that? I see a group of people crowding around something in the parking lot. Upon pushing aside to look over the crowd, I see a fight about to break out. I can tell one has training similar to mine, but the other...

Y/N: Woah... that's rad.

He starts bouncing on the tip of his toes, staying light on his feet, rather than firmly planted. I watch him tuck his form in tight, ducking under any punch or kick the other guy throws. With each attempt to hit him, he jabs him in the armpit, in the ribs, or in the crotch. I watch as he darts behind him, hitting the other man in the back. I can definitely learn this...

*LOUD KICK! SQUEAL!*

He ducks beneath a flying kick similar to my own, and absolutely mutilating this man's pelvis with a thunderous side kick. The man hits the floor and some people clap, while others cheer.

Fighter: Hey, you there!

Y/N: What, me?

Fighter: You look like you want next!

???: YES HE DOES!!!

Y/N: No thanks!

???: He's talking shit! He wants you to set him straight!

Y/N: No, honestly, I must be going!

The crowd pushes me through, putting me in the circle they made. They drag the one guy out, putting me up against this guy. I figure I should come up with a name for his fighting style, since it's so unique. It's rather... swift, alright, there we go.

Fighter: Don't do what this other guy did... make it interesting... stay light on your feet...

Y/N: You're helping me?

Fighter: Why? Yes, you look lost!

Y/N: Hmmmm... <I think I'm right where I want to be.>

He underestimates my skill level, underestimates how fast I learn. I roll my neck, then roll my shoulders to loosen up and pull my suit jacket up, I'm going to put him in his place.

Y/N: YAH!

I rush at him, hard, but he dodges before I could land a hit. I use my light footing to dash back and clothesline him with the back of my forearm. It sends him onto the ground, right on his face.

*THUD!*

He rushes to his feet, kicking his way back up. People stopped cheering when I knocked him down.

Fighter: A real challenge?!

Y/N: HAH-

I throw a punch and he dashes behind me, but my spatial awareness isn't as narrow as most. I am able to lunch backwards and kick his one leg out, throwing off his stance. He's now too slow to dodge a hit, so I give him a quick one-two to his temples.

*PUNCH!-PUNCH!*

I grab him and twirl him, putting me behind him. I kick his ass, literally, putting him back onto the ground. He gets back up for his final round, with no words, only grunts.