Pins and weapons! Zoey Freeman Vs Ryu Toranami (COMPLETE)

Ryu was truly enjoying Zoey's soft lips and warm closeness there, though lingering too long in that lenghty kiss was risking to make himself woozy, and he needed to stay focused and plan a finishing move before it could happen.

But, all the problems were solved when he suddenly felt the cute girl limping in her arms.
"Fuuu.... uff uff.... d-did she actually.... *shaking her gently* fall asleep...? 0///0", Ryu wondered, all red faced after he finally parted their lips.
The redhead pondered for a slight moment with the unresponsive Zoey in his standing hug... then he decided ending the match with a humiliating KO-kiss wasn't really fair on the tough cute girl.
And thus, the redhead boy prepared to play a different final act:

"Aha..! And now, my grand finale!". With that said, Ryu lifted Zoey's lithe frame and went for a spectacular power-slam! ...which was actually a fake, where he would be sure to protect Zoey's neck and bodyfrom most of the impact while causing a big noise by landing onto the canvas with his legs first.
Part of the crowd booed at Ryu's "bullying", meaning that his little act had worked just fine. With Zoey's dignity safe, the redhead boy kept himself across her body, pinning the for the final "ONE TWO THREE".

The bell rung to confirm Ryu's victory, saluted by a mix of cheerful roars and disappointed boos as Ryu rolled off from Zoey. After a few moments, he tapped her cheek lightly to check her state.
"Uhmm... h-hey... are you ok?", he asked softly.

Zoey stirred back to consciousness as soon as Ryu tapped her cheek. The groggy yet insolent girl growled at the kind-hearted boy. If she could summon the strength she would have swatted his hand away. Yet she could not. She could only lye there under Ryu's tender gaze.

Zoey was not aware of how Ryu had faked a powerbomb to help her save face. All she knew was she had just been knocked out with a kiss and maybe just maybe she enjoyed it a little! Needless to say that pissed her off. Now to rub salt in her wound Ryu looked at her with what she perceived to be pity, unacceptable!

"Don't fuckin touch me! You may have snuck in a victory this time but if you ever have the guts to face me again I will fucking obliterate you!" Zoey didn't realize it but tears were beginning to well from her eyes. "Yo-yo you'll be lucky if I am as merciful as I was this match..." Having salvaged some dignity, Zoey refused to look at Ryu. "Now just... Get out of here! I'll leave the ring once im good and ready!" 

After her first match ended in a failure Zoey had learned a valuable lesson. Not that she shouldnt be too arrogant or underestimate her opponents. No. The lesson was that she needed some muscle. Someone to accompany her to her match's, someone to soften up her opponents, someone big!