Nekketsu Championship Tournament: Round 1: Edward Sealgair vs Junsu Nham

For an instant, mid spin during the 630, time seemed to slow down for young Edward. He'd only really had a few matches in his time in the league so far, and this was the first really serious high flying move he had pulled off. He had almost forgotten, distracted as he was by his hentai matches, that he really loved high flying, that feeling of being twisted around and feeling entirely weightless in the air, while the noise and cheers of the crowd, and Junsu's barely heard insults, rushed by like a blur.

The moment ended, and he landed back first onto Junsu's chest, leaving the pop idol sprawled out on the mat, looking a mess, while Edward sat up, a wide and excited grin on his face, before he rolled backward, rolling over Junsu's body again until he was on his front again, pressing his bare chest against Junsu's own, while hooking his leg for a pinfall!

The referee dropped down, slapping her hand on the mat as she counted:

"ONE!"

"TWO!"

"THREE!"

Like that, it was over, Edward pushing himself up, the flute of his entrance music playing as his name was announced as the victor of the match. On his knee's, Edward leaned his head down, grabbing part of Junsu's nice and expensive shirt, making a point to use the nice fabric to wipe off the thin trail of blood that had been leaking from his busted eyebrow, blotting it until it stopped.

Was it a dick move? Absolutely.

Was it childish and petty and beneath him? Absolutely.

Did it feel good to do after all the cheating Junsu had gotten away with?

Absolutely.

"Now then...since I can't get that autograph..." Edward said aloud as he stood up and the referee raised his arm in victory. Getting an idea, he slid out of the ring and asked a cute young fan in the front row for her cell phone. Borrowing it, he slid back into the ring and laid right next to Junsu, pressing his cheek right against the Korean man's own soft cheek, smiling and winking while taking a selfie of the two of them.

"Anytime you want a rematch, feel free to ask. Just try not to be such a jerk next time." Edward said, unsure if Junsu even heard him, but knowing he'd for certain see this picture once this girl uploaded it online.

Finished, he slid out of the ring, gave the girl her phone back, requesting her to send it to him on twitter, then made his way up the ramp, raising his arms in victory for his growing fanbase to cheer as he celebrated advancing in the title tournament.