Eliza Harenwood vs Yuki Takahashi - Best Step Forward

Match Rules - Standard

The Tension arena was hyped, to say the least. Because tonight? A mainstay of the league was about to make their long awaited return, it was none other than the Dancing Passion herself Eliza Harenwood! The ballet dancer had been a regular in Kyoto, starting off rough in the beginning as she learned and developed her style and before long Eliza was labelled "Tension's classiest woman." who had faced many a man and woman of the league and could demolish them with well aimed and accurate strikes and tightly locked in submission holds. Now the dancing passion resided in her locker room, looking herself over in the mirror.......

Dressed in an elegant red ballgown with maroon red feather fans with a black masquerade mask held in her hands Eliza looked as graceful as she had ever been, unfolding the fans and giving a silent nod to herself as the stage hand knocked on the door and informed her that it was time for her to make her way to the gorilla position. Eliza walked through the halls on the way with many of the Tension staff clapping for her and saying things like "So good to see you back Eliza-san! Bust a move out there Harenwood-san!" and so forth~

The lights in the arena would dim to black, then the all too familiar theme of the Dancing Passion known as Bailie De Batalla would blare from the speakers as the crowd burst into excited cheers at the fusion of dubstep with Spanish guitars as Eliza strolled out to the entrance ramp performing a series of graceful spins as her dress and blonde hair flowed with the movements of the British aristocrat! Then after having the ref open the ropes for her Eliza would grace the ring and spin into the middle of it and then bow gracefully to the fans in attendance, before stepping to her corner and waiting patiently with a fan covering her lower face as her masked gaze loomed on the ramp~

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A few moments after Eliza's music had stopped another tune began, slowly and melodic before increasing in tempo. Once it hit that point a young white haired wrestler came walking out of the backstage area with a smug grin on his face as he walked down the ramp. His attire of a pair of tight blue shorts, knee covering, MMA gloves, and ankle fittings showed off his frame which wasn't bad to look at. Were it not for the smug cocky grin the white haired wrestler had on his face, in contrast to Eliza's entrance the new comer received nothing from boos and he hadn't even done anything yet. Though still wearing that same grin he turned and gave the crowd the middle finger which only added to their annoyance at the punk who showed up.

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Once down at the ring Yuki rolled in under the bottom rope and walked around grinning at the still agitated crowd before standing in the middle of the ring and fixed Eliza with a look that showed he wasn't impressed with her. "What the heck? This how they decide to treat me in this dump by putting me up against some rich looking floozy?" Yuki asked to no one in particular but it was clear his comments were directed at Eliza. This only got the crowd booing the young white haired wrestler even more if it were at all possible.

"You actually able to fight in that rig? I mean I thought I was here to fight, not dance a waltz around the ring with a bimbo in an expensive get up!" Either Yuki was trying to get under Eliza's skin or he was that much of a jerk, though he possibly could be both. Regardless the young wrestler remained standing in the middle of the ring, hands on his hips and looking at Eliza with that same condescending look he had on from the moment he got into the ring.

This was it, Eliza's opponent was making their way down the ring and it seemed very much they weren't the crowd favourite. Very much so indeed~ Eliza however kept herself composed as she gazed at her foe, her visage concealed by her masquerade mask and feathered fan but currently she was suspecting that this would be an entertaining enough bout for the fans of Tension here.

The dancing passion would remain silent there as Yuki came into the ring, hardly bothering to retort to her opponent's comments there until he seemed finished for the moment there.......

Once the lad had shut his trap Eliza would snap her fan shut there and rest the tip under her chin in contemplation, before saying "Does your rudeness know no bounds sir? You'd best worry about your own sake if you've got any idea who you face here tonight~" with that Eliza would hang her fans on the folds of her dress, followed by her ballroom mask.......

Then in one simple, fluid and graceful motion the ballroom dress would be removed from Eliza, effortlessly tossed aside and landing gracefully on the iron pole of the corner behind her. Revealing her ring attire of her classic red and black leotard with matching stockings there to a roaring applause from the crowd! Eliza then entered her stance, arms tucked inward and feet poised upwards a bit............All prepared for this match here tonight!

"Lady, you have no idea just how rude I can be tonight!" Yuki said grinning, the pretty boy fighter having no problem being a jerk or even cheating to try and get a win mostly to make up for his deficiencies in other areas. In a way it was what made Yuki popular, the fact that people tended to want to put the loudmouth in his place. Yuki continued to wait to see if Eliza was going to fight in her fancy outfit or if she would actually dress down and he would not be disappointed as the dancer soon removed her dress in a flourishing movement. The crowd was not the only ones who approved of Eliza's choice of attire as Yuki actually grinned and gave a whistle of approval.

"Oh wow! That's a MUCH better look for you, heh sure you don't want to go ahead and make this a hentai match? You certainly look more dressed for the part now!" Yuki said as crass as ever and putting his arrogance and cockiness on full display. This only made the crowd want to see him eat his words and be shut up even more than they already had. Yuki for his part took a few steps back and cracked his knuckles. "Either way I say bring it on, whether is beating your cute face in or otherwise I'm ready to get this fight started!" He said unable to keep his excitement out of his voice as he waited for the bell to ring.

Yuki didn't have to wait long as the bell rang a moment afterwards, and for a moment it looked as though the pretty boy was willing to go for a lock-up of some kind slowly inching closer to Eliza. However after a moment the white haired fighter would rush out towards the blonde trying to make a grab for her long blonde hair so that he could yank and pull at it roughly trying to pull Eliza off balance. Maybe even take her down off of her feet if he was really lucky.

Eliza could instantly say this, without certainty. She very much hated Yuki's guts already at this point, the dancing passion however kept herself focused on the task at hand. There would be plenty of time for her opponent to no doubt reflect on his words later once she had kicked his head in and gave him a right good thumping! Eliza was no floozy, she was the classiest lady in all of Tension! Regardless the bell rang and it was go time.

The dancing passion was often known for being explosive in her offence right out of the gate, however tonight Eliza seemed to take a more cautious approach to things. Gracefully stepping out the corner towards Yuki, only for the heel to do a very ungraceful thing and manage to grab hold of Eliza's strawberry blonde hair! "Arggh! You fiend!" Eliza would yell out as the jarring pain made her wince and earned very, very loud boos from the crowd there. How dare Yuki attempt to defile the ballet dancer in such a manner!

Regardless Eliza however would seek to deliver a swift and no nonsense retort to her opponent here, bouncing on her elegant heels the dancing passion would try to yank her body downwards and force Yuki's grip to go along for the ride while her closest leg would jolt upwards to try and smack her heel right into Yuki's jaw to send a message to him! That the dancing passion was back and his kind wasn't welcome in her ring!

Yuki grinned cruelly as he yanked Eliza's hair around, the heel fighter not caring what types of underhanded moves he would have to make in order to win. The boos from the crowd likewise not phasing the white haired wrestler as he pulled at the blonde hair in his grasp. If he could he would have yanked clumps of it out by its roots, and that was just Eliza's hair to say nothing of any other ideas he might have in order to get the upper hand in a fight. At being called a fiend Yuki couldn't help but bark out a laugh.

"What seriously? You really are just some prissy WOAAAHH!!!" Yuki was cut off in his condescending retort as Eliza dropped back in a way that Yuki hadn't been anticipating hoping to instead be the one to yank Eliza off of her feet, but the dancer was taking advantage of things despite Yuki's attempts to control the match. Though what Yuki REALLY wasn't expecting was the stocking clad kick that came up and slammed right into his jaw!

"AUHHGG!!" The white haired heel cried out, as his head snapped back from the blow, his grip on Eliza's hair now lost as the force of the blow sent Yuki falling backwards onto the mat! He landed hard arching slightly before flopping there groaning in pain with his arms and legs splayed open, his eyes half lidded as the world around him spun painfully. If one didn't know any better you could almost say that Eliza instantly KOed the white haired brat with that one kick, though that wasn't the case it didn't stop the crowd from cheering Eliza putting Yuki in his place and mocking him for his current position.

Well one thing was certain now, Yuki had just stepped in it against the dancing passion. He'd earned her ire and Eliza was going to make one thing clear, that his kind wasn't welcome at all in her ring so long as Eliza could help it! The dancing passion's unique strike there earned loud cheers from the crowd in attendance.

It was very, very evident that Eliza hadn't lost a proverbial step in this instance as Yuki was sent reeling backwards from Ms Harenwood's heel strike. That was just a sample of what Eliza could do in the ring.........As it stood Eliza would breathe a sigh of relief and stand upright there and run her hands through her blonde hair, looking refined even after that setback there.

The dancing passion would see that Yuki was knocked right on his ass there and was alllllll primed for a seeming followup from Eliza, with the British aristocrat all too eager to accept Eliza would make to sprint towards Yuki's prone form and leap into the air to try and double footstomp him in the chest and roll forward after the hit to hopefully take his breath away!

"UUhhnnn....." Yuki groaned out, the white haired loudmouth still laying on his back staring up blankly at the lights before blinking and shaking his head from side to side which hurt something fierce to say the least. The kick from Eliza having laid Yuki out in a humiliating way and leaving the white haired heel in more than a little pain, he was just now starting to come out of the daze from the blow to his head and was in the process of trying to sit up when Eliza made her move.

"GUUUAAHHH!!!" Yuki gasped out as Eliza's stocking clad feet slammed into his chest pinning Yuki down as the air was forced out of his body. It felt like his whole chest was caving in under the impact of Eliza's full weight coming down on him and he lay there groaning and wheezing in pain. His feet kicking against the mat as he gave pathetic little whimpering sounds before trying to reach up and grasp Eliza by her calves and ankles trying weakly to push the dominating blonde dancer off of him just so he could breath!

Eliza was well established in one thing in particular, namely putting her powerful legs to good use in demolishing her opponents! Yuki damn near got his chest caved in by the dancing passion's double foot stomp, still there was surely a majority of the crowd in attendance who no doubt wished to be in that envious position. Eliza simply however cared about one thing in particular, namely that she would be educating this lout in some manners regardless of it he liked it or not.

After landing her hit Eliza would roll forward flawlessly even with Yuki's attempts to jostle her poise and stand up right with her arms outstretched there and then moved into a graceful bow, much to the loud cheers of the crowd! "Thank you! Your all too kind!" Eliza said aloud, oh how she had missed being back in the ring and being able to entertain the people of Tension. The dancing passion would turn around to see her handiwork there and smiled, Yuki was writhing about there and looking ready for some more tenderising.

Deciding to up the ante Eliza would try and get close to Yuki there and perform a seemingly effortless handstand there by his chest area, were she unopposed in this Eliza would push down on her arms and then spring flip forwards to try and legdrop her killer thighs right on Yuki there to try and bring down a guillotine on his body!

Yuki was still struggling to breath, Eliza's full bodyweight was standing on his chest pressing down on it as if at any moment his rib cage would collapse. Thankfully the blonde dancer rolled off of Yuki's chest leaving him gasping, coughing, and wheezing for air. His arms wrapped around his chest which ached at the sudden influx of air filling his lungs to say nothing of nearly having his chest caved in. If Yuki wasn't already in a match he would have loved nothing more than to simply lay there and take several minutes to breathe in. However Eliza was not about to let that happen as the leotard clad dancer came walking over to him and suddenly did a handstand next to Yuki's body. The white haired wrestler sat there dumbstruck for a moment before shaking himself to come back to his senses and rolling out of the way. Luckily for him this was the right move as Eliza's legs came crashing down onto the mat just barely missing Yuki as he rolled away and moved to get onto his knees.

"Ahh kaff!! kaff!! g-geting a bit- Kaff!! Ah-ahead of ourselves huh bitch?" Yuki said cockily even though he still wasn't fully recovered from the chest stomp and was in fact still coughing in between his undeserved taunt. Still Yuki felt as though he had an advantage over the Dancing Passion and quickly moved to stand up and rush towards Eilza as she sat on the mat in the aftermath of her failed leg guillotine drop. Yuki attempted to get in close and swing a kick at Eilza hoping to slam his foot into her chest as hard as he could and send her sprawling onto the mat!