Shizuku Yatori versus Yuuki Chigusa

Yatori frowned. "So... you're giving up?" she guessed.

"Giving up?" Chigusa thought. Should she give up? If the fight went on like this, she would be at a disadvantage. She was nowhere near as good of a grappler as Yatori was. It would make sense to give up, as she couldn't just break out of Yatori's hold easily.

But then another thought crossed her mind. She thought of her fans, disappointed in how she was defeated so easily. She thought of her friends, most notably Megumi, who would look down upon her. She thought of that shiny belt, on the waist of another wrestler. Chigusa realized that giving up was not an option. If Yatori wanted to win, she would have to pin her or knock her out.

"Yatori-san, you've underestimated me," Chigusa said. With that, she would try to break out. She would attempt to turn to the side, fighting against the strength of Yatori's legs so as to give her captured arm some leverage and reach Yatori with her free arm, trying to land in a strike to convince Yatori to let go.

Yatori actually smiled at Chigusa's reply. "Not at all," she countered.

She grunted as Chigusa punched her, let a couple more blows land on her before releasing her opponent's arm, all without cranking on the arm. After that she'd roll away and get back onto her feet facing Chigusa.

"Now show me," Yatori urged, "Just what you can do-" She smiled in challenge "-Chigusa."

Chigusa got up slowly, facing her opponent. She touched her arm, the arm Yatori had just put through the armbar, feeling if it was damaged. Though the joints were still sore, her arm seemed fine.

"Thank you for giving me the chance," Chigusa said. She raised her arms, then ran at Yatori, attacking with her fast single-leg dropkick.

This time Yatori wasn't able to dodge Chigusa, the drop kick too fast for her. "Ugh!" she grunted sharply as the attack knocked her on her back. She clutched at her front with one hand as she gasped. "That seriously hurt..."

"Got her!" Chigusa thought. She didn't, however, take advantage of Yatori on the ground, as she was not that kind of a fighter. Instead, she grabbed Yatori's arm and helped her up.

"Anything goes remember?" Chigusa said. She would duck behind Yatori and grab her around the waist, then attempt to throw her backwards in a German Suplex, bridging for the pin at the end.

"I know," Yatori grunted back after Chigusa helped her back on her feet. "Nice move, Chicchan- guwah!"

The Mafiosi found herself held upside down for the count. "Ugh," she muttered over the count of "One!" She will jerk her whole body in an attempt to break the pin and roll away from Chigusa.

Chigusa couldn't hold Yatori for more than one count. When Yatori jerked to the side, Chigusa lost her balance and fell as well, losing her grip on Yatori's waist. She rolled away and got to her feet. Chigusa was panting now from her exertions, as her chain of attacks had taken a good chunk of energy out. She was getting worn down. The suplex had taken even more energy out, as that kind of power move wasn't her strength either.

Chigusa settled into a defensive position, waiting for Yatori to attack.

Yatori clutched her front, where Chigusa had nailed her with the kick. Owww... I'm going to pay for this in my later matches...

She got up to find Chigusa facing her defensively. She smiled at her tired but game opponent. "Very nice, Chicchan," she praised. "That hurt me. Too bad it's all you're going to get out of me now. While for me-"

The Mafiosi leered at Chigusa's exposed breast. "-more for me..." She lunged with a grunt, seemingly aiming at that breast, hands up to molest it.

Chigusa saw Yatori going for her torn costume, especailly aiming for her nearly completely exposed breast. She immediatly panicked, instinctively brought her hands up to try and block Yatori's attack, lost her balance, and fell onto the mat. Her face blushed dark red when she thought of what Yatori was about to do to her.

"H-hey, don't do that kind of thing," Chigusa said.