CHAPTER FOUR: UNWANTED HELP

Daniel limped back to his locker room. The tournament had been great. He had got first place! And had his leg broken twice. All of this was almost enough for Daniel to forget about what had happened.

Almost.

He still could not forget about what had happened in the locker room. He couldn't forget about Dutch and Tommy and the things that they did. He could not forget how the Cobra Kais had watched or how embarrassed he had been.

'What was with them? They kiss him and give him a hand-job, then they break his leg!' Daniel hissed inside his mind as he tried to hurry to his locker room, the sooner he got there the sooner they could leave, but his leg hurt so badly. Even after Mr. Miyagi had fixed it, it had hurt like hell, but then Johnny had broke it again, and holy crap, did that make it hurt even worse!

Daniel stopped his hobbling as his mind flashed back to the end of the tournament. 'Maybe they did have some feelings.' He thought.

Bobby did drop to his knees and start apologizing like a mad man and he was pretty sure he had seen a look of regret on Johnny's face. Even Dutch, Tommy and Jimmy couldn't look him in the face.

Daniel was about half way to his room, when pain shot up his leg. 'Of course it had hurt before, but not this bad!'

Daniel stopped and clutched his leg with one hand and the wall with the other trying to find some type of relief. Suddenly another bolt of pain raced up his leg and he whimpered, sinking his teeth into his bottom lip to stop the urge to cry out. He groaned and fell on his good leg. He clutched his leg tighter and bit down even harder on his lip until the metallic taste of his blood filled his mouth.

Daniel was breathing harder than usual and he began to stand back up, but cried out as his leg began to hurt worse than a few moments before. Daniel fell back to the floor. He wasn't going to be able to get to his room.

Daniel groaned and shouted out as he felt someone wrap an arm around the middle of his back and under his knees and pick him up.

The Cobra Kais walked to their changing room, talking quietly amongst themselves.

Dutch still wasn't able to believe that Daniel had beaten them. Part of him knew that he shouldn't be concerned with how Daniel beat them, he should be worried about the condition of Daniel's emotional, mental and physical state. However, on the other part he was still kind of pissed that Daniel was able to beat them.

Tommy was grumbling about how he had got caught up in the moment and shouted 'Get him a body bag, yeah!' like an big idiot. He didn't even try to hide the fact that he wanted win. God he felt like the biggest jerk in the century. He should be worried about Daniel.

Bobby was staring at the floor, still ashamed of breaking Daniel's leg. He didn't want to hurt Daniel anymore then he already did but he had no choice. He had to do it or one of the others would have too, and he doubted anyone else on his team beside the Cobra Kais would be that lenient with Daniel

Johnny was quietly thinking if Daniel would even want to see them right now, hell if he would ever want to see them again. He wouldn't blame Daniel if he didn't want to see them.

Jimmy was just interested of what they would do or where they would go when they got changed and left. He was kind of hungry, and sleepy.

Johnny stopped in the middle of the hall way and Bobby, who had been looking at the floor, bumped into him.

"Hey," Dutch snapped as he felt himself run into Bobby's back.

Johnny stared straight forward and Tommy came up behind him to see why while Dutch and Bobby began to argue.

Daniel LaRusso was holding his leg with one hand and using his other hand to hold the wall to keep his balance. But it didn't work because he fell a moment later.

Bobby and Dutch had come up to see when Tommy had signaled for them to shut up. Jimmy lingered behind trying to move around his friends so he could get to the changing room.

Bobby flinched when he heard Daniel cry out after trying to stand up.

"Should we help him?" Johnny whispered.

"Do you really think he wants to see usright now?" Dutch pointed out.

"Maybe we should leave him alone?" Jimmy added but quickly left the situation alone when Johnny and Tommy sent him a look.

Bobby side-stepped in front of his friends and slowly and quietly made his way over to Daniel LaRusso.

He leaned down and swiftly picked him up.

Daniel cried out in shock and instantly wrapped his arms around Bobby's neck, so he wouldn't be dropped. Daniel lifted his head and when he saw Bobby his fear was replaced with anger. He began to squirm in Bobby's arms. Bobby used the arm that was holding Daniel under his back to reach around and grab Daniel's wrist (the other was still around Bobby's neck for fear of being dropped) and the hand that was holding under his legs tightened so that Daniel's legs were squished together and were unable to move.

Bobby turned to his friends and they all laughed as they watched Daniel fight to get loose and his face flush red. Bobby jerked his head in the direction of Daniel's changing room. Bobby carried Daniel bridal-style, looking for his room and could hear his friends following. Daniel continued to struggle. But he bit his lip to stifle a whimper when his leg began to hurt, it wasn't hurting as much, and Daniel realized it was probably because he wasn't putting pressure on his bad leg. But, he was still mad.

"Put me down, you prat," he snapped.

Bobby just ignored him. "Which one's your room?"

"I can find it on my own," Daniel cried. He was still trying to free his hand, while the one that was wrapped around Bobby's neck gripped his shoulder from fear of being dropped.

Bobby rolled his eyes, "You do know I'm not going to drop you, right?" he asked. "And you couldn't even walk to your locker room, let alone find it," Bobby said, knowing he had Daniel in the 'hot spot'. Bobby also noticed how small Daniel was. He couldn't weigh more than 100 lbs. Daniel was pretty short too.

"I was fine," Daniel growled. He tried desperately to kick at Bobby, but his legs were pinned tightly together.

"It's so cute how you think you can get away," Bobby said chuckling.

Daniel growled again and tried to kick once more, then gave up. What was the point? Bobby was just as strong as the rest of them, and if he got loose, what would he do? He couldn't run (or walk) and Bobby would just pick him up and carry him again.

"Hey, I think it's this one," Tommy shouted. He headed into a room that Bobby and Daniel had passed a few moments ago.

Bobby carried Daniel into the room and set him on the table gently.

"I don't need you to baby me," Daniel snapped.

"Why can't you just accept my help?" Bobby asked coldly.

"Why can't you just accept I don't want your help?"

"Why the hell not?" Bobby cried.

"Oh I don't know," Daniel said sarcastically, "Maybe because you come in here, screw around with me, leave, and then break my leg twice!" He snapped, glancing quickly at Johnny who looked away.

"Well I said I was sorry!" Bobby snapped back.

Daniel groaned and hoped off the table. He cried out, completely forgetting about his leg. He cried out in pain when he put pressure on it. He lost his balance and stumbled, about to crash to the floor. Bobby reached out and grabbed him and picked him up bridal-style. Daniel squirmed for a moment, but relaxed. He looked at the ground, to embarrassed to meet anyone's gaze.

"Sure you don't need our help?" Bobby asked, smirking.

"Shut-up," Daniel seethed. How could he be that dumb? What in the world possessed him to forget about his leg and then have Bobby save him? It wasn't like he was some princess in distress. But part of Daniel realized how good it felt to know someone would be there to catch him. Someone other than his mother, someone who cared for him, even if he wasn't family. He couldn't count on Ali, she was nice, and she was beautiful and caring, but not always there.

Daniel was about to wonder about what Ali was to him, but decided that he need to pay attention to the problem in front of him.

"Can you put me down?" Daniel asked quietly and calmly. He tried to stay calm even though he was terrified of what was going to happen.

Bobby set him on the table and Daniel turned so that he was facing Bobby and his feet were hanging off the edge.

"Will you let me help you?" Bobby asked. His voice had calmed down into a lower tone, like Daniel's had done.

"Fine. Can you hand me my shirt? It's in the locker with 307 on it."

Tommy got to the locker before anyone else and took the bag out. He searched through it and pulled out a blue plaid shirt. He tossed it to Daniel who caught it easily. He was about to pull it on when he stopped. He looked around at the five of them and asked "Could someone talk? I don't like uneasy silences." He insisted.

The Cobra Kais looked at one another and Dutch shrugged and just said, "So...?"

Daniel rolled his eyes. "Great way to start a conversation."

"How does it feel winning the tournament?" Bobby asked.

"Not as good as I thought it would," Daniel said, not meeting anyone's eyes. He undid his belt and pulled his shirt off.

"Who did that? It looks like it hurts," Bobby asked, pointing to the bandage on Daniel's side

"Who did what?" Johnny asked as he and the other Cobra Kais came to stand behind Bobby to see what they were talking about.

"Oh...sorry for that," Tommy said, smiling slightly.

"I thought we agreed not to hurt him?" Dutch said as though it were a question.

"Hey!" Daniel cried. "I don't need you guys to baby me! This was a tournament, people get hurt!"

"We just didn't want to make you mad at us," Johnny said.

"Oh well coming in here and kissing me then breaking my leg sure didn't make me mad at you," Daniel said sarcastically.

"Well you did like the kissing," Dutch pointed out with a smile.

"Did not," Daniel said stubbornly. According to him, none of that stuff ever happened. Well it did, but he never liked it and he would take it to his grave before he admitted it.

"Oh please," Dutch said rolling his eyes, "You were moaning so loud, I'm surprised no one came in to check on us. Plus," Dutch leaned in so close, he was right next to Daniel's ear, "You can't deny that you loved the feeling of us making you cum."

Daniel shivered from Dutch's words and swallowed nervously. "I-I-I," Daniel stuttered, not sure how to respond. Daniel shut his eyes then opened them. He glared at all of them and said "What about breaking my leg?"

"That, we are sorry for," Bobby explained, "Our sensei told us to do it and we should have told him 'no', but we were too chicken. I really am sorry, I swear, I feel terrible."

"Fine, since you did try to help me, even though I didn't want it, I forgive you," Daniel said and Bobby relaxed. "Now, what's your story?" He asked, narrowing his eyes at Johnny.

Johnny sighed and took a step forward. "Look, I really really really like you. I'm sorry that I didn't stand up to Kreese," Johnny growled his sensei's name, "But I don't want you to hate me."

"I don't," Daniel said, "Well…not anymore." Daniel paused for a moment and looked down. Did he still hate them? They had scared the shit out of him and beat him into a pulp. Then they came in here and kissed him and…did some other stuff. "Well, I don't think I do," he admitted.

"What's that suppose to mean?" Dutch asked, slightly angry and offended.

"Well, what did you expect?" Daniel asked, "You guys beat me up for talking to Ali, so badly you nearly killed me! Then I'm forced to enter a tournament, and you guys come in here and jack me off! Didn't you at least thinkI'd be a little confused? I don't even know why you guys are doing this. I don't know whether you really like me or not, or if you're just messing with me for some sick game. And what the hell? I'm kind of dating Ali, in case you forgot! You can't just come in here and kiss me!"

"Says who?" Dutch asked.

The Cobra Kais were looking at little red, probably from anger even Jimmy, who deemed uninterested in all this was pissed. No one had ever had the guts to tell them off.

"Says me," Daniel snapped. "You can't do all that to me because what happens to me is my decision. And I don't belong to anybody, especially not any of you.

"Now, there's a problem," Dutch said.

It was usually his business to take care of this stuff. Like convincing people to do something they didn't want to do, or forcing them to do it. "You admitted before the tournament that you did belong to us. You can't change your mind, and besides…it's not really your decision."

"It is my decision," Daniel snapped.

"No, it's our decision, and you're ours," Dutch argued. To prove his point, he stepped forward up to Daniel, pushed his knees further apart, and settled himself between them. Daniel tried to back up, but Dutch held his hips. Daniel put his hands to Dutch's shoulders and tried to push him off, but Dutch leaned forward and put his lips to Daniel's neck. He bit down and Daniel cried out. He squirmed and tried to throw Dutch off by moving his head, but Dutch grabbed the back of his neck to keep him still. Dutch sucked on the spot and Daniel realized what he was going to do. He was going to give him a hickey, or in their words 'mark' him.

Daniel tried to push Dutch off or get off the table, but he knew he couldn't, Dutch was too strong. A voice in Daniel's head screamed at him to fight harder or to yell for help, but Daniel couldn't move. Dutch's hand moved from the back of his neck, up to Daniel's hair. Dutch grabbed a fistful of black hair and tugged Daniel's head backwards. Daniel was too tired to react or fight, he let his head tip back which exposed his whole neck to Dutch. Daniel could feel Dutch's lips curving up into a smirk at his lack of fight and a hand cup his groin. Daniel shivered and Dutch began to stroke him through his pants. Daniel moaned softly.

Dutch pulled back and Daniel breathed deeply. He wanted to look at the other Cobra Kais in the room, but he knew better than to break eye contact with Dutch. But he didn't have to because Dutch looked away and at Daniel's neck. The hickey must've shown pretty well because Dutch smiled.

"You know, this would go a lot easier if you just admit you're ours. We'd be able to have a lot more fun too." Dutch said, his eyes full of lust. He hadn't taken his hand away from Daniel's crotch and he continued to rub gently.

Daniel looked at him and sighed. It couldn't hurt just to say it...could it?

Dutch continued to rub and felt Daniel becoming hard. He smiled. Daniel was more inexperienced than them, but it was cute how he couldn't control himself. Daniel began to breathe harder and his hands tightened on Dutch's shoulders. Dutch stroked him harder, adding pressure. He took his hand out and Daniel knew what he was thinking. He lifted his hips off the table and Dutch pulled his pants off. Daniel leaned back, placing his hands on the edge of the opposite side of the table.

Dutch gripped Daniel's erection and pumped his hand up and down and Daniel moaned. He began to buck his hips up in time with Dutch's hand. He groaned when he felt Dutch stop. He looked and saw Dutch had turned to Johnny.

"You never did get your turn," Dutch smiled. He stepped back and Johnny stepped forward. Johnny looked at his friends and Dutch grabbed Bobby and started pushing him through the door and motioned for Tommy and Jimmy to follow.

Johnny stepped forward and looked before him. Daniel LaRusso was half naked on a table staring at him with those big, brown, innocent eyes. Johnny stepped forward and placed his hands on Daniel's inner thighs. He rubbed them gently and Daniel tipped his head back. Johnny smiled and moved his hands up Daniel's thighs and Daniel moaned. Johnny's fingers were barely brushing against him. Daniel whimpered and arched his back.

"Johnny," he groaned.

Johnny smiled at how wonderful his name sounded rolling off Daniel's lips. He grabbed the base of Daniel's cock and Daniel bucked his hips up. Johnny pumped his hand up slowly, then brought it back down, watching the emotions on Daniel's face. Daniel squeezed his eyes shut and moaned loudly.

"Shhh," Johnny whispered.

He stroked Daniel and Daniel bit his lip to stifle his moan. Johnny rubbed him and Daniel opened his eyes and noticed Johnny staring at him. They kept eye contact, but Daniel threw his head back when Johnny squeezed him. Daniel bucked his hips up, aching for more. Johnny stroked him and bent down to kiss the tip. Johnny's rough but gentle lips against the sensitive head of his cock sent Daniel over the edge. He cried out in pleasure as he hit his orgasm. He arched his back and bucked his hips up repeatedly.

Daniel panted and relaxed. He looked at Johnny and Johnny leaned down and planted a small kiss on Daniel's lips, knowing that Daniel wanted more. Johnny trailed his fingers through the cum on Daniel's stomach and felt Daniel shiver as his fingers tickled his stomach. Johnny licked the white, salty liquid off his fingers and Daniel bit back a moan. Johnny did this several times until Daniel's stomach was no longer painted white.

Johnny walked around the table and got Daniel's pants out of his bag and Daniel sat up on the table. Johnny came back in front of him and helped Daniel off the table and into his pants. Daniel mumbled a quick "Thanks," and Johnny left, knowing Daniel wouldn't have much trouble putting his shirt on and if he got hurt while trying to walk, he and his friends were right down the hall.

Johnny handed Daniel his pants and turned to leave so he himself could change, but stopped. He turned around and said, "You know, he's right, Dutch is. If you admit you're ours, we could have a lot more fun real quick. All you have to do is admit it. But we'll see you around school," he turned towards the door and called out, "We can give you things Ali never can, just admit who you belong to," Johnny turned and walked back to his locker room.