This is my very first story that I have done in first person text. So if its kinda… un-understandable please bear with me. This is a Boy x Boy story about Cheng and Dre, so if you don't like this kind of story… Do Not Read It. Now that that's out of the way, on to the story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Karate Kid or any variation of the movie in any way.

Dre's P.O.V.

"So, we still on for the park tomorrow. I can really show you some of my basketball skills now. You know… bust a couple threes here and there. Nothing but net." I stated towards my best friend Harry, who immediately smirked in response to my cockiness.

"If I recall correctly, last time you tried to bust a three at the park you hit nothing at all", said Harry, before placing another piece of chicken into his mouth.

I immediately felt myself blush in response.

"That was just the jet lag! Come on man. Me and you… we could beat anyone out there." You're like a miniature Steve Nash. You got the passing ability, you can shoot anywhere inside the three point line, and you're a great blocker. Combine that with my handles, stealing, and three point ability, we'll pretty much dominate the entire park."

"You make a good point Dre, but Saturday my mom and dad are taking me to the movies. Then after that we're heading to that new restaurant that opened up last week. If you want to come with us though, I could ask my parents."

I considered the offer but figured that it would just be a burden for Harry's parents to bring me along. I definitely didn't want to intrude on any family time that his parent's planned, so I decided to politely decline his gesture. Maybe I can just see what Mr. Han has been up to. Even have a couple matches to just pass the time. It's not like he wouldn't mind the company. Harry and I continued on with our conversation for about another two minutes before I see him quickly trace a finger over his face from his ear to his nose. I immediately knew what he meant and prepared to meet one of my greatest enemies. It wasn't long before I heard that familiar voice ring through the air and my mood immediately changed from good to bad.

"Hey guys."

I turned around to see Cheng looking at us with a friendly smile plastered onto his face. I heard Harry nonchalantly greet Cheng back, but I on the other hand just gave him the usual cold stare that I usually give him. Yes… I said usual. This wasn't just the first time Cheng has come over and did this. In fact, it is pretty much a daily occurrence for me. Everyday he comes over to sit with us, but never speak to him. We just continue on with our conversations like he isn't even there. He once tried to join in a conversation we had going on, but I quickly changed the subject to something I knew Cheng knew nothing about. With this being a daily thing though, it is starting to get annoying.

I see Cheng hold his head down in disappointment after receiving my stare and he sat down in his usual spot next to me. I scooted over a little to maintain some distance away from him to make sure he got the point that I didn't want him around. His face showed more hurt from the action and he just looked over at me with pleading eyes. I looked away, avoiding his gaze and was about to start up another conversation with Harry until I heard Cheng being to speak.

"Dre… I'm sorry for what I did to you. Really, honestly and truly sorry", Cheng stated with a weak voice.

"You've been telling me this for the past two weeks now. If I didn't except your apology all those other times, what makes you think I would do it now. You're just trying to trick me into another one of your twisted plots. I'm not going to fall for it."

"Come on Dre… If I really wanted to try something like that, you know I would have done that about a weak ago. I'm just trying to be your friend."

"I already have a friend, and he is a way better friend than you'll ever be to me." I stated with coldness in my voice.

"A person can have more than one friend Dre. I am trying really hard to be your friend, but you won't even give me a chance to. I promise that I am not trying to hurt you."

"You think I am just supposed to just believe what you say."

"Yes… I mean I brought you apology cookies I cooked myself for you, I've put an apology card in your locker everyday, I come over here everyday to make friends with you, even though you shoot down my attempts, I even lost half of my friends in the process of trying to make amends with you. How can you still think that I am trying to trick you? I never ever meant to harm you in any way."

"So then why did you do just that? Everyday you picked on me, and tried to beat me up whenever you could. You even tried to break my leg in the tournament. If you never meant to hurt me, then why did you do all these things to me? Do you know how much hell I went through because of you? Why should I forgive you?"

My voice was showing more anger by the second.

"I… I just couldn't face the facts."

"What facts?" I stated in a semi-confused but still annoyed tone.

"The fact that I was in love with you."

I thought I had a comeback for whatever Cheng was going to throw at me, but I was shocked speechless after what he said. Even Harry stared at Cheng with a shocked expression on his face.

"When I first saw you in the park I felt something that my body never felt before. I didn't know what it was or why I was feeling this way towards you. At first I thought I could just brush it off and keep going with my life, but then you appeared at my school. When I saw you again, I couldn't keep my mind off of you. It soon got to a point where you were always on my mind. You even started to show up in my dreams. It started to scare me. I didn't know what any of it meant until I had a dream that I kissed you. After that I-"

"Just stop. Stop with the lie dude. There is no way you could have loved me. If you did, you had a funny way of showing it. Truth be told, I did have a crush on you when I first saw you, but now I have absolutely nothing for you. You just want to use me for your own needs, but I'm not going to let that happen."

I got up from the table and made my way out of the cafeteria and down the hallway to the bathroom. Not to my surprise though, I hear Cheng calling my name right behind me. I went into the bathroom and got halfway to the stalls when I felt a pair of hands on my shoulders.

"Please Dre… just hear me out", Cheng pleaded.

I on the other hand, was tired of listening. I grabbed Cheng by the wrist, spinning under his arm before pulling it upwards in one fluid motion. This caused him to flip, but he used the momentum I created while flipping him to land back onto his feet. He tried to turn back around and talk to me again, but as he faced my direction he caught a reverse roundhouse kick to the face. The sheer power I put into the kick caused him to fly against the wall. Cheng slid against the wall onto the floor as he held onto his jaw in pain. He looked up at in me in disbelief and I could tears beginning to form in his eyes. Seeing that he most likely wasn't going to talk to me anymore, I left out of the bathroom and went to my next period early.

Cheng's P.O.V.

I sat on the bathroom floor, back against the wall as I held my jaw in pain. I just watched Dre leave out of the bathroom, not daring to go after him again. The throbbing pain in my jaw insured me that it would only make things worse. I used the wall to help myself up and made my way over to one of the mirrors to check out the damage I had received. When I looked at my reflection I could see a large purple bruise under my eye. I simply sighed and looked away from the mirror. Why couldn't I get Dre to believe me? After asking myself that question I could feel the tears beginning to stream down my face.

I stayed in the bathroom and cried to myself for I don't know how long, but afterwards I felt a little better about my situation. I realized I still had a chance to make something happen with Dre. Now that I know he once had feelings for me, I'm not just going to quit. Even if he doesn't want to admit it, I know he probably has those same feeling for me deep down. If only I could get him to get over the past. I'll just have to show him that I am serious about being with him and that I would do anything to have his love.

For the next two weeks I continued my ongoing attempts to get Dre to at least give me a chance to redeem myself. I asked him out just about every time I saw him, and I could tell that Dre was starting to break. I think my plan is actually going to work.

The bell rung that Friday afternoon, signaling the end of school and the start of a long Summer Vacation and I was more determined than ever to make things between me and Dre change for the better. I walked outside the front doors of the school and looked around a little before I finally spotted him leaving the school grounds. I ran to catch up with the younger teen until I finally reached him. I slowed down in rhythm with his steps and let my breathing return to normal, before asking the same question I had been asking him for the past two weeks.

"Dre… will you go out with me? Please… I promise that I have changed. I have nothing but love for you. Just give me the chance to show you."

Dre's P.O.V.

Why god… why won't he just leave me alone? Why won't he stop asking me out? It's as if he knows that I am near the breaking point of just saying okay and running into his arms. I desperately want to just say yes and finally go out with the boy I have been in love with since I moved here, but I just can't leave out the fact that this same boy nearly tried to kill me almost two months ago. Oh I really want to just grab onto his cheeks and press my lips against, and just be with him forever. But I just can't do it.

"Cheng! For the last time… I will not go out with you."

I clearly saw his smile turn into a frown and he slowed down the pace of his walking to give me some space. God I really hated to see him like that. Why is he having this affect on me now? Just last week I couldn't care whether or not Cheng existed, but now it's as if I look forward to seeing him everyday. What is wrong with me? Am I falling in love with him again? I kept walking as I thought over these questions in my head, and began crossing the street to get to the park. It was then that I heard Cheng calling my name loudly. I turned my head and saw him running full speed down the sidewalk pushing his way though the crowds of people who for some reason were also yelling at me in Chinese. Then I finally figured out why everyone was yelling. All it took was the sound of a horn and screeching tires for me to turn around and see the car that heading towards me. My body instantly froze up in fear and I just knew that this was it for me. I closed my eyes in fear and soon felt myself being pushed out of the way of the skidding vehicle and hitting the ground. I could hear a loud thud and soon afterwards the sound of the skidding tires stopped. I slowly opened my eyes and sat up in an attempt to figure out what just happened. I looked to my left and saw the same green car that I would have been hit by if I wasn't pushed out of the way. But wait… who pushed me? I looked over about ten more feet and saw what nearly made my heart stop. I immediately hopped up from the pavement and sprinted over to the body that lay curled up on its side. When I finally approached the person I realized that the person who had actually saved me was Cheng. I felt a rush of emotions overtake me and I dropped to my knees turning Cheng over onto his back and checking over his body to make sure he was alright. Then I saw his eyes slowly opening. As soon as he recognized it was me, he smiled and asked me the same question he asked nearly a minute earlier.

"Dre… will you g-go out… with me?"

"W-why did you save me?" I asked with tears beginning to roll down my face.

"Because… I love you."

As he finished his sentence, he placed his hand against my cheek and smiled again before slowly closing his eyes and slipping into unconsciousness. Then I felt it. I felt as is someone hit me hard in the gut and I immediately knew what I was feeling. Remorse. I loved Cheng and I let our past cloud this love that I had for him. This was all my fault. As realization quickly sunk in I found myself holding Cheng against my chest, begging him to come back, as the steady stream of tears rolled down my face.

Two Days Later…

Cheng's P.O.V.

Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep…

I can hear the constant beeps from my alarm clock echoing through my room as I slowly begin to feel my sleepiness wear off. I try to open my eyes, but my eyelids feel as though they weighed a ton. The best I could get them to open was a crack and all I could see was big patches of blur as I moved my head to look around the room. Shortly afterwards I start to feel something heavy on my chest. I quickly made the assumption that I fell asleep while reading again and made a movement to move the object away from my chest. That is, until felt an excruciating pain run up my arm. I definitely didn't want to feel that again so I just laid their in my bed, listening to beeping that emitted from my alarm clock. I sat there for what seemed to me like hours until I felt the object on my chest shift and press deeper into my chest. Then I felt something that I didn't even notice until I felt it move. There was something on my stomach. This caused me to panic a little and I tried to scoot over to the side of my bed. However, I didn't make it too far. I ran out of energy almost instantly. I was soon struck with a feeling of helplessness after the failed attempt. My slight movement did seem to disturb the object on my chest. I felt it lift completely off my chest and gently place itself even higher up my chest. That's when I heard it.

"Uhmm… Cheng."

I finally realized that the mysterious object on my chest was a person…, but who? The voice was very familiar to me. It was soft and warming, but still had a hint of masculinity behind it all. I felt as if my insides were slowly melting away from simply hearing that voice. No one had that effect on me… except for… Dre! I tried once again to open my eyes to see if it really was Dre, fighting through adversity the entire time, until I was staring upwards at a white ceiling. Wasting no time, I looked down to my chest and saw the American teen snuggling against me with his arm draped over my stomach. His face showed signs of distress, and it gave me a sense that he really did care about me. Ignoring the pain in my arm, I reached over and gently brushed Dre's cheek with my hand, earning a small smile from the younger before he snuggled even deeper into me.

After looking around the room I figured out that the room wasn't mine. It was a hospital room. Now my mind was completely tangled. Is this a dream… or reality? I don't even know how I wound up in the hospital in the first place. Something is definitely wrong here? This can't be real… Dre was real clear the last time that he didn't like me… but yet here he is, pressed against my body… and smiling like he enjoys it. NO! This just isn't real… it can't be. I grabbed onto the tubes that were in my arm and yanked them out in frustration. This made the heart monitor beep like crazy, but I didn't care. I snatched myself away from Dre and rolled out of the bed, placing my feet on the cold tile floor. I noticed the huge trails of blood running down my arm but kept my mind off of it as I forced myself to stand. I took one step and felt the worst pain I had ever felt in my life. I fell to the floor instantly and heard Dre scream out my name! I ignored his shout and used my arms to pull myself closer to the door. I had only moved about two feet before I saw Dre slide to the floor beside me. He immediately asked me was I okay, but I saw his face change into to pure horror at the sight of the blood flowing from my arms. I kept pushing myself forward to reach the door, but Dre ran ahead of me opening the door and screaming for help down the hallway. My vision was starting to slowly fade away and my energy level was dropping greatly. A second later, Dre was at my side again begging me to not move anymore, and telling that I was only making things worse. I would have kept moving, but my energy was completely gone. I reached my hand out towards the door but knew I would never make it. My arm fell against the floor and I just laid there on the floor watching my blood pool onto the floor, as the light smell of bleach began to penetrate my nostrils. I saw five pairs of legs rush into the room before my vision slowly faded to darkness.

Well… that's the end of chapter one you guys. I felt like I should try something a little different and base the beginning part of the story with a lot of drama. I hope no one's to mad at me for putting poor Cheng through all this pain and sorrow, but trust me it will all be worth it towards the end. Anyway, review people. Tell me what you think, like, hate, or feel about the chapter. You can even send in suggestions for later chapters if you want. Even though I have a clear prospective of how this storyline is going to go, I can still add more things in between to make the story longer. Just send them by PM please. The original design for this story is to be four to five chapters… but the more ideas I have, the longer I can make this story.

Sora