Souko Kawamoto Vs Rainbow Mika - Standard Match

There was something quite nice about watching someone get hurt by their own move. While technically she hadn't scored a single hit in the match yet, Mika had hurt herself. Sadly though, Mika was going to be alot tougher than that. She came back around far too quickly, blocking the kick dead in its track and forcing Souko back a step, giving her enough time to raise herself back onto her feet. The crowd seemed to love this, but Souko wasn't. She had been denied another hit and if she didn't hit soon,she was going to set a dangerous precedence for the rest of the match.

Now both on their feet Souko eyed Mika carefully. She needed to plan her next move carefully. After giving it a second, the crowd no longer able to hold on, Souko dashed forward, taking a couple of rapid steps before jumping up and thrusting her feet outwards, trying to perform a front dropkick to Mika's chest.

Rolling back up to her feet, Mika panted for breath as she eyed Souko carefully. The other girl was watching her as well: a short staredown flickered between the two of them as, a few minutes into the match, they now had the measure of one another. Souko was relying a lot on her hitting power, but she didn't seem to be able to match Mika's quick reflexes. This, Mika knew, was something she could use to her advantage.

All of a sudden, Souko came charging at her, and burst into a drop kick in the blink of an eye. Mika had no time to duck or dodge, but barely managed to bring her arms up in time. She was able to block the kick, but not the force it had come with: she yelped as she was knocked off her feet onto her butt, the impact sending her rolling backwards.

It had taken a few minutes, but finally, Souko got her first ever proper hit of the match in. It got Mika onto the canvas and while it more than likely didn't hurt as much as Souko would have liked, it was still enough to keep Mika down on the floor where she was more likely to succeed against the other wrestler. Landing firmly on her back, Souko wasted no time in getting onto her knees and crawling over to Mika, eager to keep pressing her advantage while she had it.

Once she was close enough, Souko sat down, yanking and Mika's legs she got the rainbow wrestler into a figure four leg lock. It had been a while since she had used it, so it wasn't at its peak performance, but then again any hold was always going to hurt, regardless of how well executed it was.

Mika's arm was a little sore from where it had taken the full force of Souko's kick, but she was still in this fight. The pigtailed wrestler quickly sat back up-- only to almost fall on her back again as Souko grabbed one of her legs. "Wha--?" she gasped, before her legs were twisted painfully in a figure four leg lock!

"AAAAAh...." the Rainbow Warrior cried, clutching at her hurting thighs. Outside the ring, she could hear Nadeshiko urging her to break free. "Hnnn...not...bad..." she said, paying the new girl an honest compliment, before digging her knees into the mat. Huffing, the Rainbow Warrior pressed her elbows to the mat and pushed up, aiming to roll the two of them over and reverse the leg lock onto Souko!

Things had taken a new turn for Souko, and the leg lock was hopefully going to be the start of a new leaf in this match. For the most part, Souko ignored the compliment that Mika gave, not because she was being rude, but more that she was concentrating on the hold, trying to focus and apply as much pressure as possible. Soon enough Mika made her move and tried to reverse the leg lock by flipping around, instead as Mika turned around, Souko would release the lock, forcing Mika to roll over onto her stomach and not be in a leglock.

Quickly Souko took advantage, climbing ontop of Mika and sitting on her back. Souko sat in a position that had her knees digging into Mikas upper back, just like how the Japanese sit on the floor. Not only content with that, she leaned forward and grabbed Mika's pigtails, lifting her head up off the mat, only to slam it right back down again into the canvas.

Mika breathed a sigh of relief as her legs were released. The pain in her legs, however, was quickly replaced by one in her scalp as her pigtails were grabbed. "AHH-owowowowow!" she cried as her head was yanked back. A second later, she was slammed, face-first, into the mat. "UGH!" she groaned. She had taken worse blows to the head, but it was still enough to stun her, leaving her face down and groaning on the mat.

Souko had been glad that she had found her momentum now. The start of the match had not exactly been kind to her but now things were starting to look up for her. She couldn't waste time though. She knew that the second Mika came back around Souko would be on the defense, as Mika would surely make her payfor what she did. Souko did have the advantage of being ontop of Mika, and the fact she was sitting on Mika like she was sitting at a Japanese table gave her a comfortable position upon which she could deal some pretty good damage. 

After slamming Mika down, Souko would bend down and wrap her arm under Mikas neck. Then she would ynak backwards as far as she could go back, not only bending her back backwards but also having the nasty affect of choking Mika by the neck. It was a fairly nasty move, but Souko knew  she had to capitalise on these moments, because Mika wouldn't hesitate to the same if it was the other way around. "I got you right where i want you now" Souko muttered to Mika as she kept applying pressure.

"Mika, get up!" Nadeshiko called from the ringside, her tone half-worried, half-scolding as her tag partner was slammed. "Get out of there! You need to fight back!"

"Nnngh..." came Mika's groan of a reply as her head swam. "Donnn't....worry, Nadeshiko-oneechan....I got this..." Even as she spoke, she felt Souko sitting cross-legged on her butt, before one of the strong girl's arms wrapped around her throat. "Aghhkk..." she gagged as her head was suddenly dragged up and backwards, arching her upper body in such a way that it showed off her curves and rack to the audience. "Nnnnagh!" She grabbed at Souko's arms, trying to pry herself free.

Knowing that she had to escape, she would try to grab a hold of one of Souko's arms and suddenly power her body forwards, hoping to flip Souko over her onto her back and reverse her into a rear naked choke!

Right now, Souko was happy. It seemed as if everything had turned around and Mika was finally going to get what she deserved. The woman watching was annoying though. Giving Mika confidence and trying to make sure she was alert. It wasn't very helpful to Souko at all. After started to apply her own chokehold, she could bring to feel Mika prise at her arms. To start with it wasn't exactly very effective, but soon Mika began to try something else. Souko could feel Mika's body trying to resist and thrust our. Soon though, Mika got her way. The pressure was too much and Souko got flipped forward. It seemed as if things had turned again as Mika got her a chokehold. Souko coughed and spluttered as she struggled in the hold. To start with she would kash her arms backwards, trying to land any hit on Mika to convince her to let go.

Mika gritted her teeth now as it was her turn to apply a coke hold, her arms coiling around Souko's throat as she squeezed the air out of the new girl. She felt Souko thrash and squirm in her grip, her hair brushing against her cheek as she held her in place. Truth to be told, choke holds weren't Mika's forte, but it was a good way to keep her opponent under control.

"Not bad so far," she whispered into Souko's ear, before using the hold to yank her up to her feet. She would transition Souko into a side headlock, squeezing her next to her ample chest, before raising an arm. "Daydream Headlock!" she shouted, announcing one of her signiature moves, before ramming her fist again and again into Souko's trapped head. After three or so punches, she would then run forwards, bulldogging Souko face-first into the mat!