Cyber Saturday 2024 - Kairi Kamiya vs. Elizabeth "Riza" Hawkeye

Hawkeye vs Kairi:


Too long. She had been gone too long.

Backstage, sitting in one corner of the locker room, the blonde bombshell, Riza Hawkeye, sat on a bench, pulling on her heavy laced wrestling boots, bending over to tie the laces, clad in a green and white pair of camo cargo pants, and a matching green bikini top, in what had become her most known and poplar look since joining the league.

Tonight was a big night, a huge night, for her. Since coming back to the AFW league and re-committing herself to every aspect of wrestling, she had achieved a major goal, and made a big name for herself, by winning a best of 5 series against Armando "Army" Rodriguez, the man that had originally driven her out of the league years before. Those victories had greatly raised her stock in the league, to the point that she was able to earn herself a chance at a title shot in a contenders match against a powerhouse named Sierra...who unfortunately was able to overpower and defeat her.

Not only did Sierra go on to become champion soon after, but Hawkeye suffered an elbow injury in that match that took her away from wrestling for some time to heal up, only just recently making her return to the league.

Honestly...she had missed it during her time away. The roar of the crowd, the feel of adrenaline, the rush of having thousands of people cheering her on as she slammed her knee into someone's face and went for the pin, the pure, horny, excitement of doing hentai matches, winning or losing...it was one hell of a rush, one Hawkwye had been missing out on for too long.

Luckily, it seemed AFW hadn't forgotten her during her abscence, as once she informed the office she had recovered from her injury and was ready to step back into the ring, they booked her in this match, part of a smal tournament to determine a number one contender to the Tension World Title, allievating any concerns that she had lost any of the status she had built up.

Her laces tied nice and tight, the former soldier stood up, checking her hair was tied nice and tight to avoid any chance of it coming loose, and pulled on her vest and gloves, completing her look and giving herself a thumbs up in the mirror in her locker.

"You got this. You came back here to prove you can succeed at this and become champion, so Get. The Job. Done."

With that bit of self motivation done, Riza turned as a production agent informed her that her match was due to start, and she left the locker room, reaching the Gorilla position just as her music was cued to play.

Her music blaring, heavy metalcore blasting in peoples ears, Hawkeye came out onto the stage, getting a roar of approval from the crowd, many of whom she had earned the respect of in her previous matches, the soldier saluting them and slapping a few high fives as she made her way to the ring at a brisk pace, body bristling with energy and anticipation as she entered the ring and went to her corner, bouncing on the balls of her feet as she awaited her opponent.

Kairi Kamiya. She wasn't very familiar with the woman, though she was familiar with the family name and her more..."infamous" cousin Ryo. Cute guy, if a bit...small, for her taste. Supposedly Kairi had been making a bit of a statement lately, trying to claim she was the best of the famous family and deserving of the top prize in Tension.


Well...she'd soon find out, wouldn't she?

The journey to championship gold had been a tumultuous one for Kairi Kamiya, fraught with challenges and setbacks. As she embarked on her quest, she utilized every tool at her disposal, including relentless social media campaigning, to secure a shot at the former champion. Her persistence seemed to have paid off as she found herself on the precipice of a monumental opportunity.

However, the path to glory was far from easy. Contrary to her expectations, she discovered that she would have to overcome not one, but two formidable opponents before claiming her rightful place at the summit of Tension's hierarchy. The prospect was daunting, especially considering the caliber of competition she was likely to face if she made it past this point. The weight of expectation bore heavily on Kairi's shoulders as she contemplated the challenges that lay ahead.

Fate seemed to conspire against her rather than matching her against the one relatively fresh-faced competitor in this small series she had landed Riza. An opponent with a significant physical advantage, an ex-military girl whose stature and weight posed a formidable threat. Riza's previous near-miss at championship gold loomed large in her mind, igniting fears of the relentless determination that would drive her opponent to seize the elusive prize. She knew better than anyone how failure could drive someone to desperation and tonight the limiters were off in this sort of match. The odds were stacked against her, but Kairi remained undeterred, recognizing that the path to victory was paved with adversity.

Theme:

Kairi Kamiya:

Suddenly, the arena plunged into darkness, eliciting gasps and murmurs from the audience. From the entryway thin lines of neon clung to a lithe silhouette. Kairi stood in relative darkness on the ramp, the only parts of her body were illuminated by glowing bands strapped to her thighs, the soles of her boots, and the back of her hands all adorned with small lights. She burst into a sprint, swiftly covering the ground between the stage and the ring leaving a flickering trail of pink light in her wake.

Diving beneath the bottom rope she slips into the ring with practiced grace, she arches her back, her shadowy form painting a suggestive image across the dim backdrop lighting as she rose to her knees and then stood up. With a calculated swagger, she approached Riza as the house lights began to rise again. Their contrasting heights accentuated the intensity of the confrontation showing just how much a few inches could do to paint an imposing picture. A smirk played upon her lips as she sized up her opponent, exuding an air of confidence that belied the gravity of the moment.

"Huh... thought you'd be bigger~" With a subtle yet defiant gesture, Kairi blew a kiss in Riza's direction before pivoting gracefully towards the turnbuckle. Ascending the ropes with fluidity and grace, she positioned herself with poise, basking in the adulation of the crowd. In that fleeting moment, amidst the cacophony of cheers and applause, ready to conquer whatever obstacles lay in her path and emerge victorious in the pursuit of her destiny.

Hawkeye had to admit, as the house lights came up and she got a good first look at her opponent, that she knew how to make one heck of an entrance.

She grinned as the girl blew a kiss her way, stepping to meet her in the middle of the ring after she got done posing for the crowd, the blonde soldier offering her opponent a respectful fist bump.

"Impessive entrance. You know I've heard a lot about the Kamiya's during time here, its interesting to face someone from such a famous family so tied into Tensions roots. Shame about the match type though, I'd always heard the Kamiya's were particularily skilled with hentai matches more than anything else. Perhaps after I win this match, you could indulge me with some of those skills..." She said, her tone a mix between playful teasing and outright flirting as she stood over her slightly smaller opponent, showing no fear or intimidation as she stayed in the center of the ring.

With a small backwards hop Kairi droped down from the ropes, landing lightly on the soles of her boots with a spring in her step. She turned on her heels and found Riza waiting for her mid ring with a look of expectation. She strode confidently to the blond and gave the woman a small upnod of acknowledgement before spying the offered fist. With a small shrug she reached out to press their knuckles together then pulled it back with a wiggle of her fingers to mime an explosion.

“Thanks. I like to put on a show, in case the match ends too quickly.” Kairi gave Riza a small smirk though the expression faded at the mention of other Kamiyas. She arched her brow and listened, though she was clearly not very enthused at the mention of her family's talent with hentai matches. It was something she had been striving to distance herself from and being compared to Ryo or god forbid, her brother, was the last thing she wished to entertain.

“You're not going to win.” Kairi snapped back flatly, her annoyance showing through. Her face softened though after a moment and her cheeks took a faint rosy hue at the realization Riza had also just extended the offer of a hentai match with her. Kairi scoffed softly, turning her head to try and hide her embarrassment over the request. She was used to being hit on by men, it was something that seemed to be a given in Tension. It wasn't often she got the same treatment from the ladies though and it caught her slightly off guard not being the one to initiate.

Things started out friendly enough between the two, Kairi accepting Riza's offer of a fist bump, though things quickly took a turn when Kairi made a declarative statement in response to Hawkeye's teasing, the mood suddenly getting tense before being interrupted by Kairi suddenly turning pink and turning her head, Riza quickly realizing she didn't get the implication of her words until after her knee-jerk response.

Interesting reaction. Something to take note of if nothing else.

"Well...maybe, maybe not. But I'm certainly going to give it my all, and I look forward to you doing the same. I don't intend on missing a chance at the title a second time. ."

Riza offered Kairi a smile, making it clear her good natured sign of comraderie was genuine and that she wasn't intimidated by the other woman. And in truth, she wasn't. Not that she was disparging her oppornent, Kairi had earned a big win in her last ppv performance, and she saw how the cute girl had dominated her last opponent, Elliot Gemina.

But then again...she wasn't a cute blonde teen with a boner for a pretty girl he had no idea how to get out of his head. She was a strong, confident fighter with the best training the US military could provide on her side, eady to put this *hentai wrestler* down.


...Ok, *maybe* she had a cute butt. and great hair.

Sigh. First Armando, now this Kairi. Everytime she found someone cute in this league, she ended up having to knee them in the head and knock them out. Figured.

Shrugging, she got her arms up, leaving her green vest as she got her arms up in a grappling stance, waiting for the bell to ring. "You know, I may have spoken to soon waiting till after the match to see those skills of yours. Falls Count Anywhere matches are no disqualification, if I remember correctly." Hawkeye replied next, the friendly, confident, lighthearted tone still in her voice, the blonde following the statement up with a wink and a giggle towards Kairi.

more teasing. Riza was normally more straightforward and to business in matches, but making Kairi blush was something new for Hawkeye, having rarely had that effect on a female opponent. While she had accepted the mixed side of hentai wrestling in AFW as inevitable, her encounters with women had been severely limited, and she was still getting used to, as her friends put it, "making her sex appeal work for her", and being flirty and playful as part of her personality was something she was still new with. Yet, since it had an effect on Kairi already, Riza was trying it again, seeing if there was any reaction.

Not that Hawkeye actually was planning on doing any such thing, one did not experiment with ones sexuality during a title condender match after all, but Kairi didn't need to know that, now did she?

“Shame you drew the short straw then, because I'm not giving you a chance to get a good shot in, “Hawkeye”.” Kairi snorted softly, eyes flicking to glance at Riza sidelong as the woman remarked again, saying the quiet part loudly. She had suspected as much that having been close before would have been enough to light a fire under the blond and now it was confirmed. The brunette rolled her shoulders and tapped the toes of her boot to the canvas one anter the other as she waited for the bell trying to play things off coolly unaware she had already given her opponent something to play with at her unintended blush.

They were small, but Kairi took a subtle few inching steps back before readying herself. Her own grappling stance is not quite as tight and rigid as the blonds, with a notable bounce on the balls of her feet. The last thing she wanted was to get in a contest of strength with this woman so she gave herself room to maneuver at the bell to avoid a lockup.

As Riza continued she made another valid point. Anything went in this type of match so she was free to do whatever she needed to win… even if that included getting lewd with the blond. While it might have been an avenue open to her, it was her vehement belief she needed to do this clean to get the belt the way she wanted. The Kamiya name had been forever stained by her lecherous relations and if she was going to take it back she needed to do it in a different way to wash away all that indignity from her brand.

It dawned on her though the same applied to the blond and she may have been hinting at her hopes for the match to devolve into something lewd. The faint blush graced her cheeks again as she clenched her jaw, far more intimidated by that prospect than she was with just wrestling Riza. The woman was bigger and stronger than her, and with no breaks at play in the match the last thing she wanted was to suffer the humiliation of being made to submit to lewd tactics of all things. Unlike a general contest of wrestling acumen, she wasn't sure just how well she could fend off someone like Riza if the woman actively was trying to engage her with something like that.

“Don't be stupid.” Kairi managed to murmur back, trying to play off the flirty banter as a tease she hoped it was rather than a threat. “You'd lose even worse if that's how I wanted to beat you.” A bluff, and one she would lean into given what Riza thought she knew about the Kamiya family. If the woman wasn't familiar with her record she didn't need to know she had only ever lost to women when hentai was on the table. Her occasional role of temptress in the ring only having really been proven successful against the male contenders within Tension.

She was thankful when the bell finally rang, freeing her from having to engage with Riza's flirtation freely. She played defensive, keeping back, staying moving as she circled light on her feet. If the blond rushed her, she would dip back or to the side and award aggression with a stiff kick directed low towards her legs, trying to keep her limbs out of reach of being grabbed easily.

Based off of Kairi's reactions, Riza honestly wasn't entirely sure if her teasing was actually getting into her opponents head, or if she was just pissing the younger woman off.

Hmm...Maybe best to put an end to it then, focus on the important things.

"Well, your certainly confident in your ability then...maybe I'd like to find out for myself..."

Ok, just one more tease.

The bell would ring, seconds later, and Hawkeye kept her position, keeping an eye on Kairi's limbs as she bounced around on her feet, clearly staying more loose and laxed than the former soldier, keeping back, lightly circling her, with Riza being sure to follow her steps as she circled so they stayed on even ground. Girl was keeping her limbs out of reach too. Damn.

This was a baiting game, had to be, Kairi probably wanted to draw Hawkeye into making the first move, so that she could put her speed to use against her and punish her for going in first.

That would make sense...good strategy...Hmm...

Hawkeye decided to test that theory, bringing her arms closer together in her stance, shifting her stance, clearly making it look like she was going to make a move...

Then she lunged her body forward, taking a step towards her opponent, only to stop short and use her back leg to press against the mat and hop back to her original point. A feint, meant to test Kairi's reaction, reflexes, and ring smarts!

Kairi did her best to try and shut Riza's flirtations out. At the end of the day, it was just threats, ones she couldn't be sure were real or just mind games. Worrying more about what could happen wouldn't help her with what was happening. She just had to stay keen and make sure if it came to that she had a way out.

As both women circled one another Kairi took note of the lack of a rush from Riza. She was taking things slow as well, careful… maybe she was scared as well to jump into this also. After all, she had been here once before and blew it.

“What's the matter, soldier girl, not feeling so brave anymore? I thought the American slogan was “First to fight” not “First to fright”.” If there was one thing Kairi was good at other than being amazing in general, it was being able to go from cute to punchable with a few low-hanging verbal jabs. The cherry on top was the smug grin she flashed the blond woman just after turning her grade schooler trash talk into something far more insufferable. It was a skill long since honed as the younger sibling in her family.

When Hawkeye dipped in, Kairi snapped out with a low kick almost instantaneously. It swept low, right where the blond woman would have been if she proceeded forward but it hit the air instead. She followed through with the motion, spinning a full 360 degrees around to face forward again but rather than returning to neutral she lunged forward, carrying her momentum into a leaping big boot, trying to rail Riza immediately with one of her signature moves known simply as Training Wheels.

Hawkeye's feint worked, Kairi immediately going for a low kick, only for Riza to have already moved away, avoiding the kick all together. Kairi continued her motion though, spinning around, and Riza immediately saw an opening she could take, stepping forward and reaching out, intending to grapple Kairi as soon as she was back level on the mat.

It seemed however, that Kairi had anticipated that idea, as the moment the younger girl finished her turn, her foot kicked up and she lunged forward, sticking her foot out into the air with a big boot attack, one that Hawkeye was now too close to properly dodge, forced to quickly raise her arms and cross them in front of her chest, letting out a small gasp as Kairi's boot nailed into her forearms and drove the older blonde several steps backwards before she righted herself, letting out a sigh of relief, before wincing as she shook her throbbing arms.

"Woah! That was impressively quick! Thats one heck of a trick! If I hadn't been fast enough, you would have got me good with that one!" She said with enthusiasm, legitimately complimenting her opponent as she settled back ino her stance, filing that information away as a good reason not to get too hasty fighting this girl!