Ami Takeuchi Vs. Michael Northman

If Michael wished to persist with his stubbornness, then Ami had no choice but to take it up a notch against the blonde male, who admittedly was quite the handsome specimen. She almost felt bad for beating up such a handsome boy but then again she was reminded of the fact that he was part of the "Northman" family to which she so despised.

Grabbing him by the hair she yanked him up on his feet and and tucked his head under her arms as she looked to set him up for a suplex. However Michael was not going to be bullied by the supermodel anymore, he would stand his ground and wrap his arms around the supermodel's waist, countering her suplex with a explosive Northern Lights suplex, stunning the supermodel who was slammed down on her back hard, with Michael maintaining his position for a bridge pin.

"One....two....th-NO" the referee almost got to the three count but right at the end, Ami managed to bring her shoulders up and break the pin. "Owww....." she moaned, rolling away from Michael and shifting onto her belly while clutching her back.

Michael was quite able in pulling off what was a Northman Special of sorts, hitting the supermodel with what was a quick and powerful Northern Lights suplex, he almost got the win from it as well as it came to a 2.8 count from what he could tell as Ami suddenly kicked up and broke the bridge of the young blond.

Michael grunted as he rolled over onto his hands and knees and would start to push himself up. " I thought you'd have figured it out by now, It's hard to put a Northman down." Michale joked a little as he would push himself up towards his feet, gesturing for Ami to move up towards her feet so that they could continue this match.

Having countered Ami's suplex with a suplex of his own, the supermodel was now down on her backside clutching her back as she moaned in pain. She thought she had the blonde but it seemed the stubbornness in the Northman sisters was there in the younger brother as well and Ami realized she had to do alot more to take Michael down and out for good. Michael quickly went for the pin and almost stole a win but the supermodel managed to kick out and broke the bridge pin following the suplex.

The bluenette crawled from underneath him, clutching her upper back as she was pleasantly surprised that Michael didn't follow his advantage right away. Instead he allowed the supermodel to make her way back up on her feet. Ami got back up on her knees first, gesturing with her hands at him to plead her innocence, "Oh you're too kind. Oww...can you help me up for a second? I got a cramp in my hamstring" she said with a questionable grief stricken look on her face.

Michale would shortly after the pin failed try and push himself up to his feet, he felt a little sore after the hits he had taken at the hands of Ami Takeuchi, but he wouldn't let that stop him, he had to keep going and keep laying into the beautiful blue haired woman.

Though when Ami got up to her feet and she would then offer her hands towards him. Michael would look on with a bit of a concerned look. Or rather, a confused look....on his face. He knew that Ami was most likely playing him, but the chance that she wasn't...was what had him thorn. His good conscience taken hold as he would take her hand and offer her a friendly smile. " No worries, take the time you need for us to restart." Michael said as he would take Ami's hands and try and help her up to her feet.

It was quite the task for Ami to kick out of the pin after being slammed hard by Michael's Northern Light's Suplex. The supermodel rolled from under him and curled up, clutching her hamstring as she seemed to struggle to get back up on her feet. She had a grief stricken look on her face as she had her left eye shut and was almost whimpering when she pleaded for Michael's assistance.

Ami was sure this wouldn't work but...it was! Michael seemed to take the bait as he began to offer his hand to her with a friendly smile. With a fake sob she would gently take his hand and slowly begin to pull herself up. With her other hand, she grabbed his shoulder and shifted to her left side a bit to block the referee's view a bit before quickly parting her hand with his, and attempting a low-blow right as she was about to get up on her feet. Not wanting to let the referee know what she actually did, the supermodel would quickly grab his thigh and roll him up for a pin attempt.

Michael found himself in the dilemma of being a good guy and being a serious wrestler, as he cared more about being a generally good guy than just someone who won a lot of matches.

To his surprise though, it seemed as if Ami Takeuchi had other tricked him as the buxom blue haired girl decided to shuffle around before she would hit Michael with a low blow right between the legs, as that knee of Ami's smacked his member.

The blond would cry out loudly, gasping in pain as sickening pain filled his abdomen and crotch. Falling down onto his back with his hands going to shield his crotch, as Ami Takeuchi rolled him up a bit and hooked his leg.

The referee hadn't seen any foul play so she slid in right next to them and started the pin count. " One!....Two!...Th-" The referee was forced to stop as suddenly Michael's body bucked to the side, barley breaking the pinfall attempt as he roll over onto his side and curled up into a fetal position as he contineud to hold his afflicted area.

Whilst Michael had the dilemma of playing the nice guy and a wrestler, Ami saw nothing wrong in having to go down the low route to win a wrestling match. Her morals saw nothing wrong in having to cheat to win, after all she was the meek and innocent supermodel and he was the big bad blonde wrestling male. She would take any advantage she could get and a low-blow was definitely something that she was happy to use against him.

One arm up his crotch later, the blonde saw himself roll up in a pinning predicament. Ami thought this was it, she was going to beat the youngest of the Northmans. The referee almost got to the three count but the blonde male managed to kick out right before the three count. Ami broke off the pin and got up on her knees, her face shocked in dis-belief as she passed her hand through her sweaty hair. Her chest heaving up and down as she panted, "W-what?! No way, that....that was....UGH!" she grunted, slapping the ring mats.

"You should have just stayed down. Now, I'm going to really finish you off but first, I'll be happy to give you a little parting gift" she smirked. Ami grabbed Michael by the hair to pull himself up on his feet, if she managed to do so, the supermodel would grip his hair firmly before leaning towards him looking to plant her lips onto his to kiss him, setting him up for her supermodel's kiss finisher.

Michael was feeling pretty debilitated right now as things wasn't looking too good for him, he was in pain and didn't think he could fight back easily for a few more seconds as Ami soon was on him yet again.

Yanking on his hair, she started to guide the young Northman up towards his feet and then went in and planted her lips upon his, something that got his eyes to widen and his senses to perk up. The sensation of the supermodel's smooth soft lips pushing against his.

Leaving him stunned by the act.

With Micahel having kicked out from the low-blow and roll up pin combo, Ami was sure only her supermodel's kiss finisher would settle this bout. Plus, the man had killer looks so it wasn't all that bad to steal a kiss from him. Consider this a reward for his efforts against the former Tension champion, was her thoughts as she grabbed his hair and pulled him in towards her for a deep kiss.

This left the blonde mezmorized, in truth even Ami enjoyed it a little bit even though she would never admit it outright. Once the man was stunned, Ami would take a step back before lunging back in with her leg extended, as she attempted to smack her heel against his chin for her finisher, the supermodel's kiss.

Stunned by the low blow and then even more so by the kiss, Michael soon found Ami's lips leaving his as she then threw up that kick and smacked it right into the face of the young blonde, the heel smacked against his jaw and snapped his head around as he was snapped backwards and down onto his back.

There was a thud as his body hit the canvas, in what looked like a nearly lifeless heap. DOwn for the count from what most people could see, as her laid with his head turned to the side, eyes closed.