Daniel LaRusso (The Karate Kid ) x Reader

Birthday... #2

" AAHH Y/N-SAN! "
Mr. Miyagi happily greeted me.
Standing up from the floor.
Although it was quite dark, the dim yellow light in his house gave a
warming presence.
His arm over my shoulder,
" Come, come! Sit, sit. "
The old man says, slurring in between laughs.
" You okay, Mr Miyagi? "
I asked him as I sat down facing the door and the night sky.
On the table I notice a picture frame of a beautiful Japanese woman next to an oil lamp.
In front were two empty glasses, and from what I read, turning the label, a bottle of whiskey.
" Ah yes, Miyagi okay. One-uh, moment. "
He walks to his kitchen singing drunkenly.
I hope he's okay?
I wonder what he was doing?
Hearing a few dishes clashing which worried me.
" Mr. Miyagi? "
Before I could stand up to see if everything was okay, he was already walking towards me
with a another glass in hand.
" Question is Y/n-san, okay? "
Mr. Miyagi asks plopping down to the floor sitting to my right.
" Well... No, not exactly. "
I chuckle looking down, fiddling with the party hat I had in my hand.
" Oh I-uh almost forgot. "
" Huh? "
" Happy Birthday Y/n-san. "
Mr. Miyagi said in a sweet tone, smiling.
At least someone besides Jack remembered...
" Thanks Mr. Miyagi. It really means a lot. "
I feel my eyes start to swell.
" Of course. Now what-uh happened tonight?
I see party, hat? "
He says looking at my waist.
" Yeah, I tied it there since my birthday is pretty much over. "
Taking it off, I stood up asking him where the nearest trash can was.
" Ay no throw. Keep as memory. "
He placed his hand over my wrist, grinning.
" Okay, I guess I'll keep it. "
I smile back, placing it down on the table.
" Well? "
The old man giggled.
" See Jack, my best friend. "
" Aah, yes. Henderson boy. "
He acknowledges and I nodded.
I went on about what happened tonight and, somehow. Mr. Miyagi knew Daniel didn't show up.
" Ah just a hunch. "
He giggled, pouring himself and I a glass of the whiskey.
" Oh okay... That's pretty much it.
Don't know what else to say. "
Slumping on the table, while my thoughts raced back and forth in my mind.
I kind of almost went a little overboard. Almost giving away to the fact I liked him.
But thankfully, nothing went wrong, neither did I slip up.
I asked on who the pretty girl was in the frame.
To my surprise, it was his wife and it was their anniversary.
" Nevermind boy.
Daniel-san will learn lesson in own time.
Just trust-uh, trust-uh Miyagi. "
He tells me,
" I sure do hope you're right, Mr. Miyagi. "
A sigh escaping my mouth and he hands me the glass.
" Kampai! "
He yelled and raised his glass in the hair, motioning for me to follow him.
" Kampai? "
Unsure of what he said, I just repeated it.
" No, no. Kam-pai! "
" Kampai! "
We both raised our glasses higher.
" To Y/n-san's birthday. "
He smiled.
" And to your anniversary. "
" Hai! "
" Banzai! "
We both cheersed our glasses, taking one whole gulp from the alcohol.
Baby tree's? What?
I started coughing, feeling the sting and bitter taste of the drink.
" Oh God. "
I continued coughing as the old man laughed.
" Drink! Drink! "
He ushered me but I politely declined as that was my first time ingesting that kind of substance.
Gee, can't believe my dad drinks that for a living...
I shook the feeling off my body, hoping the taste on my tongue would disappear.
That's tasted disgusting.
I'd kill for a milkshake right now.
Mr. Miyagi then started to sing drunkenly again, pouring more into his and my glass,
now filling up the the third one.

" Gosh how do you drink that stuff? Blehhh! "
I couldn't shake it off my head, but Mr. Miyagi just chuckled patting my back
and then mumbled something.
The moment I lifted my head, I spotted Daniel on his bike.
Shit, shit, shit...
Why did he have to be here!?
Fuck.
Do I talk to him?
No, you shouldn't. He didn't show up.
You have a right to.
I think?
Before i could even come to a decision, he already parked his bike.
My eyes move to Mr. Miyagi who hadn't seem to notice.
He clanked his glass against the other, celebrating a little while he swirled drink.
Looking at the door, I see Daniel with a smile on my face.
It was almost as if he was glad that he saw me.
Once the dim light hit him,
I noticed he was dressed all nice and fancy.
Wearing a white shirt, and white pants, and topping it with his classic red jacket.
Though, what covered his white shirt and pants was a huge stain of red stuff?
Seemed like it was sauce?
I don't know but it looked like he got into an accident.
Was he okay?
Daniel wiping his feet on the carpet before stepping in.
" Hey Y/n. Boy, am I glad to see you. "
He knelt down, sitting across me. As I only shared half a smile.
I tried to, really. But feelings took over, REAL fast...
" I didn't know you were a singer.
How you doin, Mr Miyagi'? "
Daniel sitting comfortably.
" Ayy, Daniel-San. Come inside, come inside. "
Mr Miyagi ushered with his hand as if Daniel was still outside.
" What's that song you were singin'? "
" Japanese blues. "
Mr. Miyagi moving the glass by the frame and in front of Daniel.
" Kampai. "
Then gently raising his glass up again, while Daniel picked his glass up.
Mr. Miyagi then started to mumble a few words I couldn't understand.
Neither could Daniel so we shared a look of confusion, till Mr. Miyagi yelled,
" Banzai! "
" To baby tree's "
Daniel smiled, holding up the glass, clinking it to Mr. Miyagi's.
" Not bonsai. Banzai! "
The man shook his hand correcting Daniel afterwards.
The boy repeated but Mr. Miyagi yelled it louder.
So it should be expressed that way?
Banzai? Bonsai?
I'm a little confused.
" You try Y/n-san. Banzai!!! "
Nervous and without hesitation I just,
" Banzai! "
Raising my glass. Daniel following after.
" Aayy, close enough. "
We all cheersed our glasses, drinking it straight.
At least Mr. Miyagi and I did.
Daniel on the other hand only took a sip and started coughing,
as Mr. Miyagi patted his back while laughing.
Though it was my second time, I still coughed.
The sting inm y throat was back, along with that horrible taste on my tongue.
" What are we celebratin' here? "
Daniel asked, after getting over the cough.
" Anniversary. "
Miyagi smiled looking at the frame.
" Who's anniversary? "
Daniel turning the oval frame.
" Is this your wife?
I didn't know you were married? "
A grin back on Daniel's lips.
" Damn beautiful, don't you think? "
He remarked.
" Yeah, she's pretty. "
Daniel then quickly looked at me while he said that.
Why'd he do that?
It's probably nothing.
For christs sake, remember he went to see Ali tonight!