Eliza Harenwood vs Yuki Takahashi - Best Step Forward

Eliza looked as though she hadn't been missing a single step since her departure some time ago, the dancing passion was back and was well and truly entertaining the tension masses! At the expense of Yuki of course and such a lad was very much warranting it, so be it then Eliza reasoned and the crowd were lapping it up all the same. And the dancing passion was all too happy to ensure he'd have a lesson in manners at the end of all this, still even after that elegant and acrobatic drop there Yuki still had some nerve to talk smack~

After landing her guillotine leg drop Eliza would roll backwards and stand up, giving a graceful bow to those in attendance the dancing passion would then raise an eyebrow at her opponent's words and simply mutter out with "Hmph. Troglodyte, I'm amazed you can talk after a blow like that at least." Eliza said with an of confidence. Still she expected Yuki to be down for longer, it seemed he was feeling the adrenaline as suddenly he'd manage to connect his kick there!

"Guh!" Eliza grunted out sharply there as she was made to stagger backwards, inwardly cursing herself at having been struck by a kick when such a thing was her forte. Still Eliza was tougher than she looked, back then she was as durable as she seemed but experience in the ring toughened her up. She would lean against the ropes there sucking in a deep breath herself, but she was a rose with laden thorns waiting for the bee to fly towards her now......

Yuki was more than pleased with himself after landing his kick on Eliza, though it didn't take much for Yuki to get full of himself. Seeing the blonde dancer stagger back and lean against the ropes was enough for Yuki to plant his typical cocky grin onto his face as he watched and planned what he was going to do to his opponent. Despite how cocky and full of himself Yuki was, at this particular moment he knew enough to try and keep the pressure on Eliza while he had the chance to do so. Thus while she was pressed up against the ropes, Yuki charged in hoping to close the distance and then thrusting out his knee trying to slam it into Eliza's guts as she leaned into the ropes. And if by some chance the blow 'accidentally' managed to hit a little lower between the blonde's legs? Well these kinds of things were prone to happen in a wrestling ring after all.

Well this was going on a bit of a rough going for the dancing passion, but Eliza was going to take this in her stride as best she could. Wouldn't be the first time Eliza had been put on the backfoot and she wasn't as much of a dainty little flower these days either, already she was seeking to get back into this match as Yuki approached her.

But then he went and kneed her right in the gut, with the leg being a bit too close to home down there! Eliza gave a loud gasp as she was connected down there, the crowd booed loudly in response to Tension's classiest lady being on the end of a blow like this. The ref was proceeding to admonish Yuki for this, the blow was a bit too close to call for a DQ there.

But it certainly had an effect as the British aristocrat would be staggering backwards into the nearby corner, Eliza's breathing was rapid as she sought to try and regain her self control there as that illegal blow certainly stung. "D-Damn you cretin!" Eliza hissed out with a spiteful look in her face, Yuki was certainly getting it now Eliza inwardly swore!

After the near low blow to Eliza and the reaction from the crowd Yuki turned to them giving his best smug grin and flipping them off with both hands. Yuki had often fought in matches were the rules were more than a little lax, not that those rules ever helped Yuki. If anything they often ended up making things even worse for the pretty boy wrestler all things considered, and now having to be mindful of those things was just annoying as with the ref coming to be a pain in the ass. He gave a half hearted shrug to the ref before turning back to Eliza only to see that she had made her way over to the corner and Yuki grinned smugly yet again.

"Better get yourself ready bitch! I'm gonna mess up those goo looks!" He warned as he took a moment to judge what he was going to do before rushing at Eliza picking up some speed before lifting up his leg. The white haired wrestler going for a big boot with plenty of momentum aimed to try and smash Eliza as she sat in the corner, aiming particularly at her face. This would definitely not make Yuki any fans if he hit her that's for sure.

Eliza was always one to try and press her own agenda in a bout, however there came many a time where the dancing passion would be on the backfoot in a match. Usually it was quite bad considering her opponents often were greater than her in height and power, Yuki however was managing to get around this with his dirty tactics that were effective at least.

Still the dancing passion knew the saying of what a cornered beast might perform, hence why Eliza got herself coiled in anticipation for the brat's certain upcoming attack. She knew his type well enough to guess that at least......Sure enough it seemed that Yuki came rushing in hot there towards her using a kick, a big boot to be specific. The dancing passion stood ready there, waiting for the right moment and then......

Ms Harenwood would attempt to dodge to the side in an attempt to let Yuki's boot harmlessly pass by her head there with a whoosh of air. But the dancing passion wouldn't be done there with evasion, she'd attempt to shuffle backwards and smack her stocking clad foot right into his head with a pele kick!

Yuki was certainly feeling confident, which was often something that landed the white haired brat in trouble in the few times he managed to get the upper hand on an opponent. And in this case once again Yuki's cokcyness had gotten the better of him as he rushed in confident that his foot would smash Eliza's face. Instead in almost an instant his foe had almost magically disappeared from his sight, leading to his kick hitting nothing but air and his foot shooting outwards to land almost hooked on the top rope. Yuki barely had any time to register what had just happened when something that felt like a baseball bat SMASHED into the top and side of his head from his blind spot.

The bratty heel wrestler groaned, his eyes going vacant for a moment as everything seemed to stop working and he stood there wobbling in a daze staring blankly. His leg remained hooked on the top rope before finally Yuki toppled forward and landed in an undignified heap on the mat at Eliza's feet.

Eliza was known for one thing in particular, that was explosive and dynamic strikes that could connect from any angle at any time if she was allowed to set up. And Yuki just got blasted right there and it served as a reminder to the fans and wrestlers of Tension that Eliza certainly hadn't lost her steps, that she has the power in her legs just as before and Yuki was feeling the effects of it!

The dancing passion swiftly and nimbly recovered after her pele kick, having her back to her opponent there and turning her head to see Yuki's reaction and he fell at just the right moment there as he slumped forward to her like a sack of potatoes. Which earned a loud roar of approval from those in attendance!

Eliza took the chance to perform a little pirouette spin and a bow, to give the audience a show of thanks for their immense support. Before then turning to Yuki again and making to drag him towards the middle of the ring, by his hair even to show that she could also play this game! Then Eliza would attempt to follow it up with a tight, intricate looking Dragon Sleeper!

Yuki was out of it, the blow having effectively knocked him senseless as he lay face down on the mat in a rather undignified position with his eyes half rolled back and his tongue hanging out of his mouth drooling onto the mat. The cocky young wrestler having become severely overconfident and paying the price for it and he was about to pay even more as Eliza moved closer to him. It was an easy matter for the Dancing Passion to close the distance and grab a fistful of soft white hair, and got little reaction from Yuki other than a pathetic groan.

"Ooouhnnggg...." He groaned out as his head was lifted off of the mat and dragged along the mat which invited more ridicule aimed at the heel. Even having his hair pulled wasn't enough to rouse Yuki from his practically KOed state, however what Eliza had planned next would certainly bring Yuki back to painful reality. He groaned as Eliza moved Yuki the way she wanted him and started to twist his body with hers into the position she wanted which roused the whited haired wrestler.

"Uhhnn aaaahhAAAHHHG AAH WHA-AAUHHGG!!!" Yuki screamed out his arms, though restrained waving about as he tried to figure out just what was happening as he awoke into this current position with his body tightly restrained and squeezed in several places.

Many in Tension and even in Friction would attest to the brilliance of Eliza's strikes, her acrobatic and dynamic blows that could crush any opponent that dared to stand in the ring with her. However the British aristocrat also had many a deadly submission hold that could apply pain to her opponents once they were worn down or taken by surprise due to her acrobatics, Eliza had developed them as a second albeit still key part of her usual gameplan in a match.

The dancing passion was known for a dragon sleeper in particular as a personal favourite of hers besides scissoring her opponents with her powerful yet graceful thighs, Yuki was getting constricted and bent around this way and that like a piece of taffy. Eliza kept a composed and concentrated expression on her face there, beads of sweat dripping down her elegant features as she sought to crank the hold as far as it could go and make sure that Yuki would need to work for his escape!

Yuki was still in absolute agony howling in pain as he thrashed about with his head and waist being squeezed, his arms flailing to accentuate the point of how helpless he was in the moment. The cocky young fighter certainly being humiliatingly put in his place to the enjoyment of those watching the match take place. Yuki groaned and gasped as he was tormented in the hold his back bending and body being squeezed, and after having just been roused from a near KO Yuki was having a hard time fighting through the pain and having so much of himself squeezed.

One of his hands slapped and pounded at one of Eliza's legs around his waist, even grasping and pushing on it in an attempt to ease some of the pressure. His other arm flailing and trying to swat at Eliza's face hoping the shock might force her to let him go. Or better yet get a handful of her hair and yank on it painfully, the white haired wrestler desperate to find any way that would free him before he passed out or worse yet simply gave up to avoid that particular humiliation. Either way if he didn't find some way out of his predicament he would be faced with one of two humiliating ends to this match.