Fujiko Hinomoto vs Chris Morgan: Nobility and Courage

Although Chris had managed to take Fujiko off her feet, the Asian had taken a lighter fall, and was quicker. As a result, even though Chris had a head start, both women got back to their feet at the same time.

The blonde smiled and gave a low whistle, a sign of being ompressed. That little exchange proved that Fujiko was indeed not a woman to trifle with.

Extending her hand, Chris would lock up with Fujiko again. This time, instead of pushing, the American pulled on Fujiko's hand trying to draw her into a simple, but powerful bear hug!

It seemed as if this time Chris didn't have any intentions of letting the violet haired Japanese girl to get too much of an advantage, or even do what she had down before. As soon as their hands extended for that lock-up, Fujiko was met with surprise as instead of getting pushed backwards she was instead pulled right into the arms of Chris.

Their strong frames clashing as Chris's large chest pressed against Fujiko's generous breasts, the eyes of the Noble Rose widened as those strong arms came around her body and started to squeeze her in that powerful bearhug. " Aaagh!!" Fujiko let out from the sheer surprise and pain, had she been more prepare she'd have been able to quell that yelp of pain, her hands were quicker than her sense though, as they quickly moved to Chris's shoulders like pure instinctual action to try and push them apart and get some seperation between their bodies.

As their bodies pressed together, Chris's lips curved upward in a small smile as she saw the look on Fujiko's face, and heard the Asian's yell of pain. She was impressed Fujiko only gave that brief outburst. Most other opponents, once they felt those arms lock around their waists and start bearing down with, would panic and thrash about. Not the elder member of the Hinomoto dynasty though. She began pushing at Chris's shoulders, trying to ease the pressure on her back.

However, the American wasn't going to be put off so easily. As Fujiko's chest separated from her's, Chris let out a "Nnrgh!" of strain as she squeezed for all that she was worth, the pressure on former Rose's back increasing dramatically as the blonde's arms flexed with the effort she was exerting. The American had Fujiko in the full circle of her strength early in the match, and she was determined to make it count. She couldn't put forth that much strength indefinitely, however, so after a few long moments of squeezing, the pressure on Fujiko's back would lessen as Chris took a deep breath, preparing to bear down with her full force again....

The assault of Chris in the bearhug was a great one, Fujiko couldn't remember the last time she had been put in a bearhug that was this painful. She shook her head and struggled, did all she could to bear with the pain....she shook her head, bit down on her lower lip and did all she could to keep her screams of pain to escape from her.

The immense power of Chris bore down on her but soon enough it faded...as she heard Chris pant out the violet haired girl did the same. She shook her head slowly a little more before she'd grit her teeth...if there was gonna be a time to break out of this hold it was going to be now! As such the older of the Hinomoto sisters would attempt to pull her right leg backwards and try to send it forward! Attempting to bury it into Chris's strong abs....she'd repeat this process over and over as many times as she could, looking to free herself from this hellish bearhug!

Preparing herself to squeeze down on Fujiko's back, Chris was hit with a hard knee into her abdomen, near her exposed ribs. Giving out a grunt of pain, her hold loosened. That knee was followed by another, than a third.

Finally, after the third blow, the blonde release Fujiko and staggered backwards, holding her side. Not willing to give up the advantage, and wanting to keep the Asian on the defensive, Chris would rush forward, throwing her arm forward in a clothesline attempt to try and knock her opponent down to the mat!

Knee after knee hammered into the lovely Chris's strong belly and after the third she had managed to peel Chris away from her, the Asian beauty would be dropped down onto her feet...she'd shake her head a bit and let out a groan as she straightened herself out...as she did she saw the frame of the imposing Chris Morgan come running at her like a train...Fujiko knew that she had to act quickly.

Gritting her teeth she'd attempt to act quickly, as Chris came running at her the violet haired woman would try and slip in underneath that arm and step up behind Chris, trying to quickly wrap her arms around that waist and with a heavy heave upwards she would try and throw Chris backwards with a mighty german suplex!

Gasping as her arm hit nothing but air, Chris pulled up short as Fujiko passed out of her sight. However, many battles in the ring gave her the experience needed to predict that her beautiful opponent had moved behind her.

Quickly the American leaned down and then kicked backwards with her right leg. It wasn't the most graceful of moves, but the donkey kick Chris threw behind her had the advantage carrying a lot of the blonde's power and mass behind it. Luck also played a part as well, as the kick lashed out at Fujiko as she was coming in to grab Chris for the german suplex, giving the Japanese wrestler precious little time to react!

Fujiko slipped in behind Morgan and was looking to try and grab a hold of that fit waist of the mighty blond who had already proven herself to be quite the powerful woman...The noble rose just hadn't expected her to be as speedy as she was as the second that the violet haired woman was about to move in behind her and grab onto her...

Chris's leg shot backwards with a donkey kick that smacked right into Fujiko's abs. " Guah!" was all that was released from Fujiko's mouth expect for air and a bit of spittle as it forced her to stumble backwards and cough, arms hugging her abs.

The American felt her foot connect with Fujiko's midsection and knew she had caught the former Rose coming up from behind her. While it was good that she had managed to avoid being attacked because of her missed clothesline, Chris knew that Fujiko would be on guard now and would either move faster, or come at her with a different approach.

Turning about, she spied Fujiko coughing and clutching her stomach. Chris guessed that she would have precious few moments like this, with the Noble Rose so stricken and off guard, that she had make full use of them when they happened. Rushing forward, her blond hair streaming behind her, Chris would lash out with a running big boot, attempting to kick Fujiko full in the chest, just above the swell of her generous bust....!

Fujiko was not in the best of positions right now, her stomach hurt after such a powerful kick and she was staggering backwards. She hugged her stomach and shook her head as she backed off step by step from Chris Morgan, the powerful blond seemed far from done though as she quickly spun around and ran straight up for the Noble Rose.

Before the Violet haired woman had the chance to get her bearings what she next saw was a boot crashing right into her generous chest and taking her right off of her feet, sailing a second or two through the air before crashing down hard onto her back with a loud thud, the Rose was forced to lay on her back and cough out loudly after taking two strong hits from the Phenomenon of Heaven that had drained the air out of her lungs, leaving then dry.