Kamikaze vs Uncharted Love!

Wellllll...

"Kashi, we talked about this. It's... okay." Taylor stared down like their four hands made up a fleshy Rubik's cube. "So it's this, and then..." She banged her knuckles against Akashi's, and then opened her hands. "And the you cross, like..." She swung her hands in, paused to manually reposition Akashi's hands so that their palms slapped in the middle, and then the backs of their hands on the way as Taylor flung her arms out to the side and jumped into Akashi.

"And then chest bump- ow. Shit, that actually hurt my boob. Wait, did I forget a part? I think there was a... Doesn't matter. IN YOUR FACE, LOSERS!" Taylor stuck out her tongue at Uncharted Love and pointed at them, and made an L with her finger and thumb and held it up to her forehead.

"And now, ladies and gentlemen, Akashi Tanikaze, the chick who lost the Friction title to Kenny Powers, will lead you all in the Kamikaze victory dance!" She exclaimed, holding out her hands to present Akashi to the crowd.

Akashi grinned and slapped along with Taylor's movements, trying to match and study them at the same time. It was a difficult prospect but she seemed to get it down easily enough, laughing while she did it. She was a little more of a good sport as Taylor taunted the other team. She merely bowed deeply. "Gomen, nasai, Erica-chan, Misha-chan." She said softly.

Then Taylor pointed at her and demanded that she dance. 'What!?" She gasped. "I know we didn't go over THIS part!" She said, taking a few steps away from Taylor and waving her hands.

She moaned in a high pitch whine before her lips exhaled a sigh. "I only know old g-" Akashi stopped. "Old dances!" She said. "And shaking my hips." She said as she wiggled her hips back and forth a bit, shuffling her hands to the side. "Nooooo!' She whined. "What dot he kids do these days!?" She pleaded. 'You're the clubber! I go to dive bars!"

"Goddammit, Grannie-Panties!" Taylor shouted at Akashi, and wound up to deliver a ridiculously hard slap to the sumo's considerable ass like she was throwing a fastball. "Dance, you jiggly motherfucker!"

She reached out and grabbed Erica by the wrist, and yanked her over in front of Akashi. "Here, sit!" She said, and tried to pull the redhead down with her as she sat cross-legged, giving Akashi a makeshift audience.

"This is a rare sight! The super rare Japanese hippo is about to perform her victory-slash-mating dance. Few people who have seen it have lived to talk about it. But be careful! She may be watermelon shaped, but even dancing she's still very dangerous! If she so much as loses her balance..." She glanced over at Erica. "Though I guess you already suffocated under her ass once..."

She stared expectantly at Akashi.

"Aiiieeee!"

Akashi screamed girlishly as she was slapped in her butt. She stood in front of the two girls and scowled. "Fine." She said as she took a step back. Akashi squatted and closed her eyes. She lifted up her arms and twisted them above her head. Akashi then lifted up her leg and slammed it down. Her body began to undulate a bit as she moved her hips slowly from the front to the back.

Akashi moved to the sife with a slow shuffle as she pushed out her hands in front of her. She opened her eyes and lifted up her leg, slamming it down again and hopping up. Her body turned and her hands came down her body. Akashi threw her hands out forward with her palms flat and quickly lifted up her leg and slammed it down.

Akashi's movements started as a pantomime quickly turned into much more as Akashi began moving at a quicker pace. She closed her eyes again as her stomps turned into shuffles and her arms began moving more fluidly, her body began to turn and after long moments of this "dancing" she stopped to face Taylor and Erica, clapping her hands in front of her loudly and throwing one arm up.

"Haaaaaaaaaa!" She shouted as she threw her head in the air. She was pretty certain it lacked the grace SHE thought it was, but Taylor wanted a dance and Akashi did the only thing she knew how to do.

Taylor amusedly raised an eyebrow while she watched Akashi sumo it up. She sort of wished she had some kind of ritual thing for what she did. The closest thing for Taylor would be grinning and giving people the finger and being all sassy. Whatever it was, Taylor's was still way hotter than Akashi's.

She held up both fists over her head, side by side, and held up three fingers on one and two on the other. "Three-point-two! Pretty... fucking terrible. And that means it's time to go home. C'mon, Meatloaf, let's go out. I'm buying."

She stood up and grabbed Akashi's hand, took a bow to the crowd with a flourish, and then hopped out of the ring and made her way out.

"If you wanted ten out of ten on dancing, you should have done it yourself!" Akashi said as they bowed. She slid out of the ring as well, walking after Taylor and waving to the audience, slapping hands as she strode up the ramp after a nice victory.