Those Who Slay Dragons: Makie Akamatsu vs Mark Jagger

Makie groaned as she lay on the ringside floor, her body in intense pain after taking that nasty fall to her side. Her head was still dizzy from that clothesline, and past the agony, she could only barely make out the shouts of the crowd around her. The Akamatsu girl rolled onto her back,looking too dazed and hurt to move.

Slowly, though, she blinked a little as she began to snap out of it. She slowly became aware of Mark kneeling over her, holding her close to him, his face mere inches from hers. She instantly blushed, realizing that Mark wasn't fighting her or anything-- he was leaning over her to check if she was alright! She found herself touched by his concern...and also annoyed that he seemed to be taking her so lightly.

"S..still in a match, idiot!" she managed to gasp, before twisting her body to hopefully slam an elbow against Mark's head.

Mark held Makie in his arms while checking on her from the outside of the ring, seeing if shes okay or not, seeing her closed angelic face and her soft lips, he almost feels like giving her a kiss or a CPR if she needed it, but his heart was pounding just thinking the unnecessary actions to her. **Maybe I should? No thats not right at Mark, dont think about it, she needs help, I think?** While his mind jumping about, she slowly waking up and seeing her face pretty awake now. "Hey there, are you okay? AUGH!"

He did hear her words but unable to respond quickly since her elbow smacked his head, knocking him down to the floor as he clutches it, it was uncalled for and yet, it was his fault for not thinking its still a match and kept going easy on her without realizing it, but now his mind is somewhat back, he'll have to keep his words and try to make this match and actually match! "Owww dang dangit...." He slowly tries to get up and hoping to slip in the ring to stand himself up before Makie could, hoping he could get his head back in shape in time.

Makie felt her elbow connect with Mark's face, and the next thing she knew, he was sent spinning out of sight, sending her tumbling back down to the mat. Taking several deep breaths, Makie finally willed herself to move, arching a little to roll over onto her front. From there, she started pushing herself upright, wary of how the ref was starting the countdown for her being out of bounds.

As she finally pushed herself back to her feet, she saw Mark escaping back into the ring. Wincing a little, she followed him, moving to the ring and rolling back under the ropes as quickly as her hurting body would allow...

His head hurt quite a bit from the sudden attack by her elbow when he went to check on her, clearly she wanted him to be more... manly? and not take her lightly, it was tough for Mark since he felt theres a connection between the two and yet at the same time not really. He felt confused but doing his best to try thinking this is a match and he'll have to tough it out and not be a wuss. **Alright Makie... I wont go easy on you okay?** He thought.

Slowly he got up to his feet and still bit shaking from getting his to the head, looking around and notices that Makie getting back in the ring with him, he sees an opportunity to take initiative action before things get worst. "Sorry Makie." He moving toward her hoping to reach out for her head and getting it down between his legs to tuck it in, he did promised her that he would do this in this match, hoping to get her lock in between leaning over to wrap his strong lean arms around her slender waist to hoist her upside down, showing he isnt going to take her lightly anymore, hopefully that is, and once he got her all set-up and everything goes well, Mark would fall down on his butt to piledriver Makie head to the mat.

Makie huffed as she rolled under the ropes, ready to get back into the action. She had figured that Mark, being the gentleman that he was, would probably let her back into the ring without incident. What she didn't expect, however, was for him to suddenly start taking this match seriously.

She gasped as her head was grabbed, before she found her head being wedged between his legs. Her face went beet-red when she felt Mark's package, and she squirmed and twisted in an effort to get free. Too late, Mark grabbed at her waist and lifted her upside down. She had a brief, horrible feeling of vertigo as the blood rushed to her head, before Mark dropped down in a piledriver. Makie's entire body jolted as though shot, and she bounced off the mat, before collapsing sprawled onto her front. "Uuuh..." she groaned, her head lying to the side and one of her legs twitching weakly.

Make was able to get himself to think straight and trying to be tough like a competitor, probably cause her sweet words of motivation finally gotten through to him and will do his best to be a good, yet tough wrestler for her. And by doing so he got in the ring before she does to catch her head and setting her up and lay Makie out with his favorite wrestling move, the piledriver, driven her skull right onto the mat before she flopped down nearly not moving except her legs twitching, he sat there heaving a bit while looking at the top of her head in front of him. "Huff huff.... I will... from now on think of you my opponent until the very end... huff huff."

He try to sound serious, hopefully it sound like it and make it through her ears, Mark taking a moment to breath and recharge a little before his body start moving. Moving to her side where he put his hands onto her shoulder and her pretty smooth n soft skin of her side, making him gulp and blushed a little which he was trying to roll her facing up before standing himself up, looking down at the cute Makie.

"Here we.... go!" He turns around quickly and taking a few steps toward to the ropes to bounces him off and running back to Makie, only to jump over her to reach the other side of the ropes helping to increase his speed running back to Makie one more time but this time, he attempt to stop and jump over her body with his arms n legs out, hoping to drop down with his own to body splash right on top of her for the pin.

Makie was still face-down and immobile on the mat when Mark rolled her onto her back. Although her body was still twitching slightly, here eyes were closed, and it was obvious that she was still dazed from that piledriver. Even though her fans screamed for her to get back, the youngest of the Akamatsu siblings was unable to move as Mark launched himself at her, slamming down on her with a splash.

"OOOOF!" Her body jerked up briefly before slumping down again, her chest rising and falling as she tried to catch her breath. The ref girl instantly dropped down and started the countdown as Mark covered Makie for the pin. "ONE..."

Mark starting to feel pretty good that he got his mind to set where it suppose to be, now jumping over Makie once before bouncing back to come right at her again and jumping on top of her with his sweaty body, splashing on top of her as he goes straight to the pin by hooking her leg over covering her with his body, hearing the referee counting down to the ONE, nodding to himself while looking at her face.

**Beautiful** Nearly daydreaming as he kept staring at the cute Makie while hearing the referee counting down, slapping her hand for the TWO. His heart starting to beat more and more either or combine from getting up this close to her and the counting down for the possibility of getting his victory over her.

Slowly, Makie groaned, and became aware of Mark's fit body lying against hers. The feeling of close contact caused her to involuntarily blush, before she head the ref slap the mat and realized that she was being pinned.

"Nngh..nnno..." she groaned, powering up under Mark. Her flexible body would arch up underneath him, causing the two of them to press a little closer together as she narrowly managed to get a shoulder up, breaking the pin count.

Mark pinning down Makie hoping that he would get the quick win without doing so much damages onto her regardless she did tons of em toward him, yet when the referee counted out to two, she arches upward pressing against his body to break up the count, instant, he lets go the pin as he sat on his knees, panting and covered in his sweats looking down at the cute Makie. "Huff huff.... I was hoping just a piledriver would do you good.... you're tough girl... I like that.... " Realizing he said "I like" at the end making him blushed a little, shaking his head before trying to get serious.

Mark gonna try to weaken Makie a little more as he can, hoping that he could roll her over facing down before he could lay onto her back with his side, using his right arm to go around her head to lightly tighten around it and his free hand helping out to grab hold of his wrist to completely lock in into his Headlock, while they're down on the mat, it would look like almost a Crossface without locking her arm, slowly he tries to pull her head back as he can to weaken her a little.