Fly Like A Hawk

Chapter 60 - Allegiance

I knocked on the door and waited, I'd made a detour back home on the way to Sam's house, changing into some clothes that made me feel more in control.

I yanked on my long boots and changed into a cropped t-shirt of the rock band "Dee Snyder". Shrugging back into my leather jacket I smiled at my reflection in the mirror. "Lookin badass." I mumbled to myself before exiting the house.

"Hello..." Demetri trailed off, he was looking at me with wide eyes and I smirked.

"What's the matter? Weren't expecting me?" I folded my arms and looked at him.

"Uh, no, we were." He was starting to fumble with his words, "It's just, uhhh, you've changed... a little." He shook his head slightly and looked down at his feet.

"It's ok, Demetri, I'm a very attractive person. I can see how you could be struggling with that." I laughed and pushed past him into the house, patting his arm as I went past. I saw Sam and Miguel standing in front of two sofas where the Eagle Fang and Miyagi-do students sat divided, I moved over to them and smiled. "Evening all. I see your peace talks are going excellent." I looked round at their faces where the boys mouths hung open in shock, "well, I hope I haven't broken you all like I broke Demetri." He reappeared besides me, pushing past to get back to his seat on the couch.

"I'm not broken, I'm shocked." He protested, flopping back onto the cushions grumpily.

"Alright, back to it. I can't say this any plainer." Sam stated, "Eagle Fang and Miyagi-do have to work together." She acted out what she was saying with her hands, highlighting each one then putting them together.

"Even if we wanted to team up, it would never work." Chris explained, frowning as he evaluated it, "I was in Cobra Kai. Their style mixes with ours like..."

"Oil and vinegar?" Nate asked, looking up hopefully at Chris.

"No, not salad dressing. I would say like the British bulldogs and the Hart foundation."

"They were friends, dipshit." Mitch turned in his seat and leaned forward so that he could see Chris better.

"Not in WrestleMania 3, Penis Breath." Chris chimed back.

"Hey, you can't call me Penis breath, only they can." He pointed at Bert and Miguel.

"Why are you ok with anyone calling you Penis breath?"

"You know what, screw this, come on let's go." Bert and Mitch got up, stalking past me as Demetri got to his feet.

"Hey Pussies!" He yelled and everyone turned to face him in shock, "This is exactly what those assholes at Cobra Kai want. Since you were one of 'em, your an asshole too. So are you." He pointed at Chris who shook his head.

"I ain't no asshole." He mumbled to himself.

"So was I." Demetri pointed to himself then turned back, "well, at least, I wanted to be one....but now Cobra Kai is the worst collection of assholes in the whole Valley, run by the king of all assholes. So if merging with Eagle Fang...weird name by the way...can keep us all from getting shit on anymore, then we'd all be assholes not to do it." I saw Sam and Miguel look at each other hopefully, "I'm sorry for all the 'assholes'." Demetri waved his hands round awkwardly. "I usually take pride in my grandiloquence but, it's an emotional time." I smiled and patted Demetri supportively on the shoulder before leaning round him to address Mitch and Bert.

"What he's trying to say is sit your ass back down." I smiled sweetly at them while they looked to each other then trudged back to their seats.

"Now...where do we start?" Demetri asked, turning to Sam and Miguel and everyone did the same thing, looking to our greatest Karate champs for advice.