Hitomi Fujishima's Debut! - Vs. Suyou

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Standard Match

Win by Pin, Submission, or KO

Though he normally didn't watch his wrestler's matches, trying to remain as impartial as he could so that he didn't favor any side, Thomas Drake had taken an interest in the match about to unfold. He had recently acquired yet another one of the idol wrestlers from the now defunct Wrestle Angel's league, Hitomi Fujishima, a rather rare specimen. It was hard to find modern entertainers who try to preserve a measure of the ancient traditions of Japan. Hitomi Fujishima had been trained to be a geisha from a very young age, and though she left that path to become an idol, her old habits and style still remained. Drake knew that such a performer had great potential. He hoped that this hope would be validated by this match.

Several workers pushed a large grand piano onto the stage leading to the wrestling ramp. This set the crowd abuzz as they wondered what kind of wrestler was going to show up. Then, the spotlight fell on Hitomi Fujishima. Clad in something that very much resembled traditional Japanese garb, walking with poised grace as fake sakura blossoms fell from the ceiling around her, Hitomi's very presence silenced the crowd. She calmly took a seat at the piano, lifting the cover, and began to play. The crowd recognized the song, "[url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dyQTjthvohw:16pe6oyy]My Soul, Your Beats![/url:16pe6oyy]". Hitomi began singing as well, the rather haunting lyrics of the ballad floating through the air much like the souls of the people Hitomi sang about.

When Hitomi finished playing, the final notes floating through the air, she got up, closed the piano cover, and gave the people a slight bow. The crowd, silent up to that point, began slowly clapping, until soon the entire crowd was applauding loudly and cheering. Hitomi made her way to the ring, slipping through the ropes, giving the people a quick and lively wave. Drake was pleased with how this first part of Hitomi's performance went. But now the true show was about to begin!

There was one person who was unimpressed by Hitomi's performance, and she soon stepped out of the entranceway. Clad in her usual skimpy pink bikini Suyou smirked as she saw her opponant, and already was filing this as an easy win. She made her way to the ramp with a sexy strut, leaving the audience wanting her desperately, and she knew it. As she climbed throught the ropes she made sre to give them a long view of her luscious behind. Once her performance is done, she turned to face her opponant, and frowned a little. "You where to much clothing," she said flatly, her eyes showing her dissapointment.

Hitomi watched Suyou making her entrance, making mental notes as to what kind of an opponent she seemed to be. Suyou catered to the more base nature of men, it seemed, using her raw sexuality to overpower them. Hitomi used a much higher sense of appeal, engendering a sense of respect in the people she entertained through sophistication and poised skill. Still, that didn't mean she couldn't be sensual as well.

"Ara? What a strange complaint to hear from a woman," Hitomi said in response to Suyou's comment. She took out a fan from a fold in her top, opening it with a swish, and using it to hide a rather mocking smile.

Suyou smirked at Hitomi, her eyes running up and down the girl's body. She could only imagine the treasures that lay underneath that outfit of hers. "Oh, not to worry, sweety," Suyou replied with a smile. "We'll get you out of those constricting clothes soon enough." She then inked at Hitomi, and the bell would ring right after. Suyou spproached the girl and stopped halfway, raising her amrs to offer the girl a test of stength.

"I wonder about that..." Hitomi said. She really did wonder if Suyou had the expertise to untie the Obi sash she wore at her waist, which was the key to holding all her clothes together. But the bell soon rang, and she stopped thinking about it. With a quick snap, she shut the fan and tossed it out of the ring. Hitomi moved forward as well, settling into a defensive position to meet Suyou. When she saw Suyou offering a test of strength, Hitomi eagerly accepted, a slight smile on her face. She locked hands with Suyou and began to push on her hard, her trained body proving it's strength.

Suyou smirked as she entwined fingers with the girl before her, and immediately started pushing forward with all her might. To her surprise, Hitomi was quite strong, enough to keep Suyou's considerable strength at bay. Fortunately, Suyou had no intentions of playing fair.

After a brief truggle, Suyou's foor would fly up to catch Hitomi in the stomach with a kick. It the hit landed Suyou would immediately take advantage of the momentary distraction and bend back Hitomi's wrist, and really start to apply pressure to the test of strength

Hitomi matched Suyou's strength with her own, and began slowly pushing back as well. She felt that she might actually overpower Suyou! But then, the blonde beauty hit her in the gut with a sucker punch (or rather, a sucker kick). It didn't hurt that much, but it diverted her attention and her strength. Hitomi felt herself getting overpowered all of a sudden as Suyou bent her wrists back, making it impossible to use her strength, and hurting her as well.

"Ahh!" Hitomi groaned. She quickly composed herself. To break the hold, Hitomi threw a kick out at Suyou's ankles. She didn't hope to hurt the girl, but rather to unbalance her and regain the advantage.

Suyou grinned as the watched Hitomi squirm in her merciless grip, beding her wrist back to the limit. It ssemed she had the advantage early, but then Hitomi kicked her in the ankles, causing her to yelp in pain. SHe still hld her wrists, and she glared at the girl before her. "Why you..." She immediately started bending Hitomi's wrists back some more, trying to bring the idol to her knees. If she manged that nad Hitomi was kneeling before her, Suou would immediately bring her leg up to knee Hitomi in the chin

Hitomi hoped that the kick would unbalance Suyou enough for her to drive her back, but it wasn't enough. She wasn't able to get her hands out of the painful lock Suyou had them in. Suyou recovered and began pushing Hitomi down, slowly driving her to her knees. Hitomi knew she could't hold out long. She grit her teeth, trying to steel herself for the next move. She got on her knees when Suyou's knee nailed her in the chin. The blow snapped her head back and sent her sprawling backwards.

As Hitomi went sailing backwards Suyou released her hands from the lock, and looked down at her opponant with a smirk. "Now was that so hard?" she cooed mockingly. Suyou would then walk up to Hitomi's legs while she was down, and then lift them both up. With a sweet smile, Suyou would start to grind her foot down on Hitomi's crotch, stimulating her sex with her foot.