No Looking Forward, No Turning Back

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YALL I FOUND A KARTE KID JOHNNY x DANNY FANFIC 💃IF YOU HAVENT WATCHED KARTE KID YOU WONT REALLY GET IT I SUGGEST YOU WATCH SOME SCENES ON YOUTUDE SUCH A GOOD MOVIE 10/10😼ALSO I KNOW THIS IS A DRARRY ONESHOTS🤭 BUT IM SO HAPPY I FOUND A FANFIC ABOUT JOHNNY AND DANNY. 😭💕this fanfic is kinda switched because in the movie Danny moves to California from New Jersey but this time its Johnny moving to Cali💅.Also if i find any more fanfics of danny and johnny shoud i put them here🤔 or make a whole book IDK tho😳🤚

AUTHOR: writeyourownlifestory ( on ao3 )

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If Johnny Lawrence was home right now, he would be at the country club. He'd be working on his backswing on the tennis court or having brunch with some of Ali's friends because she always liked to do shit like that.

Or maybe he'd be at the beach with his friends, working on his tan or riding his bike through the sand. He had finally gotten used to the control of it through the thicker terrains and had been working on a few new tricks and turns.

Or maybe he'd be at the dojo with Kreese, working on winning another tournament and earning the title of champion for the third year in a row. He had never lost a point up until then and he had been determined to carry on that tradition.

Except Johnny Lawrence wasn't home. That great big mansion facing the sea was nothing more than a distant memory. Now, he and his mom were on their way to their new place of residency; some apartment complex that his mom's cousin was willing to rent to them on the cheap so long as they didn't ask him to remodel anything in return.

Johnny never met his mother's family. She had come from a very traditional background and when the bright teenage girl got pregnant after going all the way with a college boy home on the weekend, her parents made it very clear they wanted nothing to do with her or the bastard child.

His mother never blamed him for it though and to be honest, he had no real interest in meeting his grandparents or finding out who exactly his father was. The guy didn't stick around so why should he?

His mom had done everything she could to give him a good life. She dropped out of school and worked her ass off to keep them afloat. Sometimes Johnny missed when it had just been them, back before Sid ever came around.

The guy was older than his mother by a decade and a half and didn't want anything to do with Johnny, but he liked his mom (or at least specific body parts of hers) and they were a tag team so when she scored the old guy with a fat wallet, Johnny's life picked up rapidly.

No longer were they eating microwavable food or saving up their loose change. Sid gave them a life Johnny never even imagined for himself and all they had to do was put up with his foul mouth and vicious mood swings.

And they did for a time. For five years they put up with the name-calling and the crude comments. He put on the blissful smile whenever they would show their face in public because that was what you were meant to do. Johnny wanted to be a good step-son to Sid, though he put his focus on Kreese and allowed the man to be the father figure he so desperately craved even if deep down he knew the man was just as bad, just on a different playing field.

It wasn't until it had gotten physical that his mom decided enough was enough. Sid wasn't a drinker, which was what made it all worse. The anger didn't come from the alcohol, the horrible words weren't made up of slurred speech. Sid had no respect for him or his mom so when the man decided to put his hands on the woman that raised him, Johnny felt no need to respect the man in return.

He used the karate skills that Kreese had taught him and knocked the old man unconscious. Sid got a few good hits in, resulting in Johnny getting a black eye, but all that did was seal the deal to kick the old man's ass from here to North Korea.

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