Rita's first catch.

In the locker room next to the gym, Rita opened her locker. She was wearing a jersey and a pair of gym shorts. It was easy to tell that the girl was annoyed. She looked at the contents, searching for something. While she did that, she thought about the violent bitch she had met earlier, Amy Walker. If it was not for her, the kawaii dominatrix could already be having fun with a slave or three. She had ruined everything. Her debut match. Her pride.

Her favorite leather outfit.

Rita slammed shut the door of her locker, angried. The metallic clang reverberated across the room. After the burst, she opened the locker again, as she hadn't found what she was looking for yet.

Haruko stepped into the locker rooms, humming softly to herself as she headed to her locker. Her tail swished left and right slowly as she started to undo the combination to her locker, when she suddenly heard a loud slam nearby her. Her blonde ears perked up upon hearing the noise, and, being part cat, curiousity had gotten the better of her.

She stepped into the next set of lockers to see a blonde haired woman wearing a jersey and a pair of gym shorts. She blinked, seeing the girl looked rather pissed off about something.

"Er... something on your mind?" She asked.

Still looking into her locker, Rita heard someone's voice. "It's none of your..." As she turned her head to face the person, however, her sentence was cut short when Haruko entered her field of vision. Her anger was momentarily overrun by amusement. She looked at Haruko's babyface, her slender figure and - what had catched her attention in the first place - a pair of cat ears spouting from her head. "...Who are you?"

Haruko smiles a little at Rita when she suddenly stopped what she was about to say.

"My name is Haruko. Haruko Hitamura. I'm a submission wrestler here." She replied, and stepped towards Rita slowly, her tail swishing around behind her. "So what's got you bothered so much?" She asked her.

Rita watched Haruko's tail swishing back and forth, a bit mesmerized. That girl was a wrestler? She didn't look the part. But then again, without her corset, Rita didn't look very imposing either, with the appearance of a run-of-the-mill kawaii.

Rita's thoughts lingered for a second before she had a nasty idea. She gave off a fake, but convincing, sigh and hung her head. "I was completely beaten down..." She kept looking down, wondering if Haruko would buy her act.

Rita watched Haruko's tail swishing back and forth, a bit mesmerized. That girl was a wrestler? She didn't look the part. But then again, without her corset, Rita didn't look very imposing either, with the appearance of a run-of-the-mill kawaii.

Rita's thoughts lingered for a second before she had a nasty idea. She gave off a fake, but convincing, sigh and hung her head. "I was completely beaten down..." She kept looking down, wondering if Haruko would buy her act.

Haruko frowns a little at that, and starts to sit down next to her. "Eh.. it happens." She said, buying her act at wholesale price.

"It happened to me on my first fight too. You just need to keep trying. Eventually you'll learn enough to really kick some ass." She stated with a smile on her face. "So what's your name?"

"Rita. Rita Ryals." She held her locker's door with one hand, still looking downwards. "But it's no good. I barely know how to fight..." It was not entirely true, but not entirely false as well. Anyway, what Rita lacked in strength she compensated in deviousness.

The kawaii then suddenly lifted her head, as if she'd just had an idea. "Um, Haruko... after your first fight, did you learn how to kick ass as well?"

Haruko scritched at the back of her head for a moment. "Actually, I had to learn from other wrestlers here. I made friends, and some of them would train together with me. In order to get anywhere here though, you pretty much have to dedicate yourself to becoming tougher, faster, and stronger."

"Is that so?" Rita turned her whole body to face Haruko, and got closer to the catgirl. "Haruko, please! Would you train together with me? Just a little bit? Show me how it's done!" She stared at Haruko, making the best sad-doggie face she could. "I must get stronger too..."