Shinobu Fujiwara Vs. Ami Takeuchi

Match Type: Standard
Winning Conditions: Pinfall, Submission or Knockout

Shinobu was nervous about his first match, he had to admit that much. It had crept up on him so fast that he had not been able to even see Cassie. He barely even got a chance to talk to her on the phone. He hoped she would make it to see the match but if she couldn't, or didn't want to, he would have to understand.

It was always this way. He had thought his schedule was cleared and he only had to deal with putting off Cassie for one night but the next morning Fujiko was waking him up bright and early. She had him on a plane to do some meeting and greeting. It felt like SHE was more interested in Shinobu's match than HE was. She was a great woman but she sure ran him ragged.

As his music began to play, Shinobu couldn't help but feel bad. He would definitely have to make it up to Cassie. Maybe winning the match would help! That's what he thought. If he could win his debut, then he could smooth things over with Cassie.

He put on his best smile and appeared through the entrance ramp. He received a great amount of cheers. Far more than he deserved as a wrestler but his fan girls were in full force and their ear shredding scrams penetrated even from the back rows. Shinobu smiled and waved to all of them as best as he could while searching the rows for Fujiko or Cassie. Mostly Cassie.

He was dressed in a purple snap off track suit with a purple scarf around his neck and a headband around his forehead. When he stepped into the ring, he took his pants and jacket off, revealing a purple wrestling singlet with one of the Phantom Detective monsters emblazoned on it. Shinobu felt kind of stupid but Fujiko had insisted that it was a marketing dream. She loved the idea of him showing of his legs. He complimented the ensemble with a pair of black wrestling boots and black wrist bands.

Shinobu hopped on his feet and scanned the arena one more time before he began stretching as he waited for his opponent.

Sucker in the trap. The day finally came, where Ami would get her hands on this Hollywood superstar turned wrestler. However, this was not your everyday "who is the better wrestler after partially switching careers" infact, in a way, this was not even about Shinobu. Ami had only one thing in her mind, to send a message to Johnny Higurashi after the humiliating beating he gave her and what better way to send him a message than to beat down one of his friends.

The supermodel was in her private locker room, she had to get prepped up for her fans and not to mention to look good for Shinobu, just to get a mental advantage over him. Ami knew that Shinobu was in a relationship but he was still a GUY and even in the most stable of relationships, there are still rooms for....mistakes.

She had already showered and changed into her wrestling attire, using her sources she got to know about what Shinobu's traditional attire was, so she had chosen a pair of purple sports bra and matching spandex wrestling briefs. She was busy straightening her hair, putting on make up, applying light pink lip gloss and dark-eyeliner. For Ami, looking good before wrestling was like a pre match ritual!. "Hehe right, they wont be able to RESIST ME! *giggle*. I'm just tooo cuuuute" she pouted and kissed her mirror before heading off to the AFW Tension arena.

Her music cued and she entered the arena, waving off to the crowd and blowing kisses all around. As she came close to the ring, she gave a enthusiastic wave to Shinobu before entering the ring. "Hiiiii Shinny! Whoa, looks like we both chose the same colour attire. I...I hope you dont mind" she faked a blush before moving to her corner of the ring. Doing some basic stretches and warm ups, she bounced on the balls of her feet and her sports bra made sure that her breasts didnt bounce too much.

She licked her lips devilishly as she stared at Shinobu. Winking at him as she spoke "Nice singlet *giggle*. Let's have a great match". In truth all she could think about was how to beat this guy. The supermodel waited eagerly for the bell to ring.

Shinobu watched as Ami came down the ramp. She looked stunning as ever and her choice in color did not go unnoticed by the actor. A faint hue of crimson washed over his face as she approached and he bowed deeply to her when she entered the ring.

"Takeuchi-san, you look impeccable as always." He said. He then looked down at his own gear. and blushed. "Ahhh... uh... m-my agent told me that it was wrestling appropriate attire. She insisted I wear it." He said with a disgruntled sigh.

"A-Anyway! Y-yes, let's have a great match!"

When the bell rang, Shinobu stepped forward and held his hands out in front of him like he was going to grapple her. He didn't take a stance like a real wrestler, instead took one like someone who was trying to imitate a wrestler. Such was the case for the novice. He approached Ami slowly and cautiously, almost looking to follow her lead.

Ami took her place in her corner of the ring, giggling as Shinobu tried to justify his attire choice, he did look quite cute in that anyways. "Hehe it's alright. You look fine" she waved her hands off to him and did a cute wink towards him before finally nodding to him when he told her to have a good match. After the bell rang, both wrestlers came out from their respective corners and took up a wrestlers crouch position with their hands up infront.

Ami's positioning was quite well, like a professional wrestler while Shinobu's was a bit sluggish, something exactly what you would expect off a rookie pro wrestler. Ami almost laughing in her mind and tried not to actually burst out in laughter. After a while of feeling each other out from afar, the supermodel lunged in at her opponent looking to grapple up with him. She wanted to test Shinobu's strength out in a collar and elbow grapple

Shinobu was definitely nervous as the bell rang but he swallowed his confidence and thought of his acting. It wasn't really the crowd, he was used to that. It was other things. Thoughts of getting intimate with Ami's body, even if it wasn't sexual in the least, still caused him some concern. A part of him was almost hoping Cassie wouldn't watch.

Shinobu almost dodged out of the way when Ami lunged at her but corrected himself and awkwardly locked up with her, correcting his position once her arms slipped around his shoulders. Their faces were close, their cheeks nearly touching but Shinobu knew that he was stronger if they only measured strength. He bent his knees, closed his eyes and tried his best to force the stunning supermodel backwards.

"Nnngh!"

Cassie watched from her seat not too far from the ring, though not too close, either. She had tried to call out to Shinobu when he made his entrance, but her little voice just didn't carry over the noise. His ring attire made her giggle a little.

She sat with her knees together and her hands on the hem of her simple yellow cotton dress. Her orange hair was tucked back with a green headband that had a small cloth flower angled off to one side. She watched the match unfold with quivering hands and wide eyes, and remained perfectly still, and quiet as a mouse.

It wasnt the most explosives of lock-ups, but Shinobu was only in his first official match up and a few awkward moments of nervousness was expected. The two locked up, albeit awkwardly as the grapple battle began. Ami spread her legs a bit and pushed up into Shinbou, her breast grinding against his chest as their bodies were in close combat. She winked at him a bit with a sneaky smile, but Shinobu was focused in winning the grapple as he even closed his eyes when attempting to push her back.

"Hehehe open your eyes, silly" she giggled, even though in her mind she was sadistically laughing at the guy, who seemed like he was a lost kitten in the lionesses den. When he closed his eyes, it was too easy for the supermodel, as she slipped away from the lock up and quickly nipped behind her opponent. Now it was time, she wanted to give him the impression that SHE knew how to wrestle. Once behind, the supermodel would try to cup her fingers around his chin, in one swift movement, she would try to leap up and press her knees against his back. With her fingers around his chin, she would let gravity to its work as she would pull back on his chin, if this was successful, she would go down on her back taking him with her and her knees would crack up against his back in a double knee backbreaker.

With his eyes closed, Shinobu suddenly realized just HOW close they really were. While Ami's breasts weren't the biggest around, especially in the league they were in, he could definitely FEEL them. Even while concentrating on the grapple.

Still, it seemed like he was doing a good job, even as he felt her resistance. Until he heard her giggle into his ear. His eyes opened wide and he would have stumbled backwards if she hadn't broken the clinch herself. Instead, he stumbled forward, allowing Ami to get behind him and leap on his back with her knees.

"uwah?" HE gasped and turned, only to start flailing his arms wildly in the air as he fell backwards with Ami holding onto him.

"Gaaaaaah!"

Shinobu screamed sharply when Ami's knees drove into his back. His eyes widened. He'd never been in so much pain in his life. He didn't even know what to DO except sputter and writhe on top of Ami's knees.

Perhaps Ami came on a little too strong, still, she had to bring the cat out of the bag sometime!. It was quite easy for her to slip out of the grapple as Shinobu wasnt really paying attention, he was just trying to push her back and ignored his opponents movements as he closed his eyes . Ami quickly got behind him and pulled off a double knee backbreaker! His screams were evident that he probably never felt pain like that ever before, Ami only smiled evilly as he wriggled on top of her knees. She shoved him off her, quickly getting back up to her feet and dusting her hands off.

"Whoops, how did I do that? my hand just slipped" he mocked as she began to run towards the ring ropes, bouncing off them and sprinting back towards Shinobu's downed body, if he was still down she would leap up high and attempt a leg-drop! her shapely legs could come down on his throat!.

Shinobu struggled as Ami spoke. He winced as he was shoved off her and rolled onto his hands and knees. His arm snaked behind his back and he pressed his forehead against the mat.

He wasn't even thinking about Ami, even though he could feel her stomping off towards the ropes. "Gnnh..."

By the time Ami came back, Shinobu lifted his head to see Ami running back towards him. He tried not to be captivated by her lithe frame and wobbling breasts. When she lifted off the ground, Shinobu cursed and tried to roll out of the way.

"Shimata!"