Makie Akamatsu Vs. Belinda Northman: No count outs match

Falling down with Makie in front of her with that belly to back inverted mat slam the crash was heavy one as Belinda's sweaty and tried frame now laid on top of Makie's own sweaty and tired frame. The crowd was roaring loudly to the see the young Northman's finisher go off perfectly and the cheers for the Swede as most now expected her victory to be assured.

Belinda with her arms still wrapped around Makie's waist the blond would try and roll the pair over and for the blond to then sit up, trying to get Makie into a prawn position pin, where the blond would place her cheek down against Makie's rear, her legs draped over her new-found rival's shoulders to pin her down firmly as she hugged Makie tightly.

"Stay down Akamatsu..."

The ref-girl would quickly slide over besides the two and start the count.

"ONE!....TWO!..."

Makie was unresponsive as she lay face down on the mat, even as her fans screamed for her to get back up. As Belinda retained her hold on her, she was quickly wrapped up in the prawn hold, and remained motionless even as she was rolled up and the countdown began. The audience watched with baited breath to see if Makie would somehow find the energy to kick out.

"THREE!" The countdown finished, and the bell rang, signalling Belinda's victory. Makie had given as much as she had taken, but ultimately, she wasn't so tough that she could withstand Belinda's finisher.

it felt like an eternity, the wait for that final count, Belinda lost her breath as she waited for that raised hand to fall down...the world was moving in slow motion and blood rushed towards Belinda's head, she was feeling a bit lightheaded...as if she was about to faint...she could feel her heartbeat throughout her entire body....it was racing faster and faster.

Finally that three count came...color returned to the world and normal speed as well, the bell rang and with it Belinda fell backwards, onto her mat with Makie's frame laid half on top of her. The Swede's arms fell to her side as she panted for air, Makie's rear against her chest which was heaving lightly with each breath that she took.

After a few seconds she brought her right hand up to her head and pull back a few streaks of damp sweaty hair from her face. Moving to softly then move Makie off of her, slowly she'd climb up towards her feet and have her hand raised by the ref-girl, the crowd cheered wildly for her victory and a bright smile grew onto the fatigued blond...after basking a bit in her victory she'd move over towards Makie, looking to offer Makie a hand to help her up to her feet. Though the gaze she would give Makie was dead serious, in Belinda's mind Makie was already a serious rival of hers...and that was why she wanted to give her the proper respect that the Akamatsu girl deserved.

Makie was barely aware of the bell having rung-- her world was still a bizarre, inchoate swirl of colour and sound, and her head continued to throb to a dull drumbeat. As the bell rang, she simply wound up slumping down on top of Belinda, breathing lightly but otherwise not moving. Belinda's finisher had neatly KO'd her, and her head lay sideways against her foe, cheek pressed to her belly as she breathed softly.

Then, as she was rolled unceremoniously to the mat, she finally began to stir. "Wha..." she groaned, blinking rheumily as everything came back into painful focus. She took in the fact that she was lying on the ground, that Belinda was standing over her, and that the blonde's hand has being raised in victory, and she immediately knew with painful certainty that she had been beaten.

Even so, she was still a little surprised when Belinda extended a hand to her. She stared warily at the hand for a few seconds, before grudgingly accepting it. As she was hauled back up, she swayed unsteadily on her feet, glaring at Belinda but nonetheless giving her a respectful nod.

"Good match," she finally managed to say as she got her bearings right.

It took a few seconds before Makie actually took Belinda's hand and was helped up to her feet, neither of the young wrestlers were actually standing all that well, but Belinda would keep a hold of Makie's hand as she looked on at her newfound rival and took her in her words, she shook Makie's hand lightly and then nodded in a respectful manner to Makie. " Yeah, good match." She let out as she'd keep a serious look on her face as she showed as much respect as she could to Makie.

After which she would pull her hand back...but she didn't let go of Makie arm, instead she would raise both of their arms up into the air to let the crowd get a chance to shower Makie with cheers as well, the Swede felt that Makie more than deserved it after their intense match. After which Belinda would then step back and let go of Makie's arm. " Let's make sure that it's not a one time thing~" Belinda let out as she'd flash a friendly smile towards Makie and start to step backwards to leave the ring, " After all....the Akamatsu and Northman rivaly can't really end on a tie." Belinda let out as she looked over her shoulders and would give Makie a wink of her eye, before slipping out from the ring and heading up the ramp as the crowd cheered for the two young wrestlers.

Makie clasped her hand with Belinda's, gripping it in a firm shake and never turning her gaze from her opponent. Around them, the audience was cheering, clapping and hooting. Many of them had suspected that a match between these two rising stars would be an entertaining and hard-fought bout, and they hadn't been disappointed. As Belinda raised Makie's arm, the Akamatsu girl couldn't help but smile a little.

As Belinda made her closing comment and backed away, Makie nodded. "Any time, Northman," she called after her with a smile of her own, leaning wearily against the ropes as Belinda made her way up the ramp. "You ever want to test your luck again, I'll be here." Slowly, Makie hobbled over to the other side of the ring, slid under the ropes, and made her way out of the arena as well, beaten but not broken.

Belinda Northman wins by pinfall