Johnny Higurashi Vs. Bree Tassilotte: Backstage Brawl!

If Johnny had secured the pin, then he probably would have won the match. He couldn't believe that he didn't just DO it when Bree turned over on her shoulder, looking at him as their faces neared. Was she really saying his face was gross!? Johnny was a stud!

"Arrghhh!" The claws worked and Johnny quickly rolled off her and onto his back. His hands pressed against his face and once more he was left with red scratch marks on his body. His feet kicked up and down slowly. This bitch had enough sneaky to make up for her lack of strength, that was for sure.

Bree slowly pushing herself up after getting thrown like an abandon kitty, she hates that! and that punk Johnny gotten the scratch across his face for being a jerk. "You deserved it!" Hissing at him while up onto her feet, glaring angrily at him and seeing he was hurting from the eye rakes, which it felt good once again but still, she need to keep him down somehow and not much around in this corridor, will have to take him somewhere she can use against him.

But things first, Johnny need to stay down and weaken like a punk he is, she tries to pushes his body with her foot against the wall before placing her hands to the walls, balance herself then using her foot to kick him in the stomach, repeatedly. "Ass ass ass ass yeah!"

Johnny was shoved by Bree's foot until he was pushed up against the corridor. He groaned and pulled his hand from his head, looking at Bree as she lifted up her foot. Johnny grimaced as her foot stamped down into his gut and he folded around her leg as she lifted and repeated, screaming with each downward thrust of her leg. Johnny twitched with each heel buried in his stomach and pulled his arms downward to cover up and try and protect him from getting a mudhole completely stomped into him. Bree might be weak and obnoxious but she was effective enough with the right advantages in play!

Bree kicking the crap out of Johnny so much that she could hear him grunting and suffering so much that she stop for a moment, catching her breath as her legs starting to feel achy and looking down at Johnny, almost wanted to spit at his face with her cat saliva, but thats too 'nice', really, something much more rewarding and more humiliating to do to him. "Hmmmmmmmmmm"

She turn around to see where she can take him next, looking at one of the door seem very interesting for her, better yet, for Johnny. "Hey, hey listen! Get up!" She tries to reach down onto his hair to yank him onto his feet to pull the male wrestler toward to the door hoping she could pull him face first into the door and kick his butt from behind to send him flying inside the room of..... "Women's locker room!"

Johnny grunted with each stomp from Bree. He could do his best to mitigate the damage but she managed to get him into a good position to attack and by the time she was done, he was definitely reeling.

Bree managed to pull him up by the hair, causing Johnny to wince in pain. As he was about to try and start fighting back, Bree hurled him into a door. Johnny stumbled awkwardly, crashing into the women's locker room in a daze, his head, and stomach, throbbing as he is arms flailed wildly.

Kozue's match plate had been a little, shall we say, empty as of late. She'd started out with a decent string, but things had petered out a bit after her match with Johnny. She'd needed a little time to recover, for one thing, and dealing with the constant stream of crazy fangirl hate she was getting after the Kissgate. And, for the record, calling it 'Kissgate' wasn't her idea at all - that was what the fangirls were labeling it, along with much, much more inventive and vulgar names for her. The hate mail made for interesting reading, at least.

Today, though, she was just hanging around the gym, getting in a little work out to stay limber and loose. She'd just finished washing off in the shower, when she noticed an update on her phone - Johnny'd started a match while she was washing, looked like. She gave the scream a tap and put it on live streaming, watching as she put her clothes on.

...huh. Who was he fighting? She looked like some sort of weird...cat...stripper person? Kozue didn't recognize her, but then, she didn't recognize most of the thousand plus people on the roster, no surprise there. The fight seemed to be taking them all over the place, too. In fact, the area they were in was close. Real close. Like...outside the door.

"...oh. Oh, you have got to be shitting-"

Sure enough, Johnny came crashing in a moment later, hitting the floor just as Kozue had finished putting on her shorts. And nothing else.

"Uh." She blinked, staring down at him. Not really sure what to say. Tempted to cover her chest, but there wasn't really much to see, so... "Hey. Johnny. Um. How are you?"

Yeah, http://www.higurashilove.net was going to have something to say about this.

Johnny spilled into the backstage area and came crashing to the hard ground right in front of Ninjette. He didn't know who it was at first as he groaned but when he heard the voice his heart skipped a beat. Of course the whole REASON Bree shoved him in here was to try and embarrass him but the cat girl couldn't possibly know what she was about to do to Johnny.

The silver haired wrestler slowly lifted up his head, staring at the long, shapely legs and the rather unforgettable ass that was hugged tightly by the ninja shorts. His head followed up and when he saw bare abs, he was pretty sure what was going to come next.

Sure enough, as he looked up, there was Ninjette, clad... only in the aforementioned shorts... and nothing else. Johnny's blush deepened as he got a good look at her bare chest. Petite to be sure, but still enough to remove any doubt of her status as a woman. Johnny stared awkwardly for a brief second, lingering on the things that normally were covered before he forced his attention upward to meet her gaze. "Uh... yo, Kouze..." He said in an apologetic tone.

"Kinda busy, dude." he said, knowing that Bree, and the camera crew, were going to be right behind him. In fact, the thought quickly made him look hard at Kouze as he tried to get up. "Turn around, dude! Turn around and cover your shit man. Cameras!"

"Heeeeeeeeey, dude."

He was staring. Oh, God, he was staring. Stop staring, stop staring. She was staring back at him. There was a lot of staring going on, and probably more than a fair share of blushing.

When he started to get up, though, that startled her and brought reality crashing back - the cameras were coming, and not being seen by them would be a good idea for so many reasons. Thinking fast, she moved to the nearest tall locker and slid inside, her slim body fitting well enough - being so petite came in handy, sometimes. "Ninja skills."

Bree got a good hold of Johnny by the hair and then using his body to break the door open of the Women Locker Room that it slammed right open and watching him rolling onto the floor and she did see a glimpse of a girl in there and was about to step in to tell her to scream like hell just to humiliate both of them, but then the damn camera crew rushing in shoving the catgirl out of their way. "Gah! What the fuck?! RUDE!"

Finally she got into the locker room and didnt see that girl anywhere, she like, disappeared out in thin air, pouting that her plan failed but maybe that girl is still around or someone else is in here. "Hey! Theres a pervert in here! Is anyone gonna scream for help or something?!" Trying to get them to scream or whatever they want to alarmed Johnny but at the time being, she can continue to kick his ass somehow. "Hey! Johnny the shit!"

She slowly walking on over to Johnny while looking around to see what she can use on him, maybe something to beat the crap out of him, but instead she moving in to place her foot down hoping to get it down on his throat, slowly pressuring down to choke him a little. "What did you do to that girl? I saw her, Im sure of it, Nya!"

The camera men were both a blessing and a curse. They may have saved him from Bree for the time being but they certainly weren't helping his marriage one bit. He could hear the airheaded catgirl barking at him, calling him weird names and trying to get the girls to scream. Which, some were certainly obliging as they hurried to cover themselves from the invading camera crew.

By the time Bree was over near him, Johnny was mostly recovered from Bree's nasty assault. He was still on his hands and knees but he quickly turned to face her. When she lifted up her foot, Johnny pulled up his fist. He wanted to pay her back so badly for the ball stomping earlier but instead he chose to grab her foot with both hands and hold her in place as he slowly rose to his feet, leaving her one one leg only as he grinned at her and began to try to slowly drag her off to the showers.

"Think I'm some kinda pervert, man?" He said slyly. "I can show you just how perverted I can be, dude! You wanted me in the shower room so badly, let's go take a shower!" Even though Johnny had no plans to do anything to the girl aside from beat her up, maybe the thought of him having his way with her right then and their might scare the whiskers off her enough for him to really do something more in line with the match.