Mariko Ishii vs Blue Thunder Mask

Standard match won via pinfall or submission.

In the backstage area of the AFW arena, Mariko began to stretch her arms as she awaited the start of her match. Still fairly new, she knew very little about her opponent, but still felt confident that she'd be able to handle herself. Finally the purple-haired beauty's wait came to an end as "Humble Neighborhoods" by P!nk began to play throughout the arena.

"Looks like it's time."she said aloud to herself, smirking as she made her way out onto the stage. Clad in a golden top and matching shorts, thigh high stockings, and white boots, Mariko's hips moved form side to side as she walked down the aisle before stepping through the ropes and entering the ring. As the crowd cheered on, Mariko playfully winked to one fan and blew a kiss to another before moving to her corner.

"Alright then. Lets see what they've got for me this time." she said, awaiting the arrival of her opponent.

BTM havent been in a match since he was completely destroyed from Lady Phantom way back then and now, after fully recovered and feeling more confident, well just a little than before, the Blue Thunder Mask looking forward to take whoever on but her name is Mariko who he never heard then again, he doesnt know so many wrestlers honestly.

He heading out from his locker room and heading out on stage where his music starts playing before his opponent, BTM appears on stage as he flex his arms in his blue and yellow color of his boots, kneepads, chaps, wrist bands, collar and his mask, making him look like a superhero, a good hero that is. He smiles and looking at the ring where the really pretty girl waiting for him in the ring, he suddenly felt a bit nervous but swallowed hard to hide his feelings before putting his brave face on before heading down to the ring, sliding himself in and standing in the corner.

BTM waiting for the bell to ring and slowly moving out from his corner to meet Mariko at the center and smiling at her, reaching his right hand out offering her an handshake. "Hello there, Blue Thunder Mask aka BTM, please to meet you, lets have a great match!"

As her masked opponent made his way into the ring and offered the handshake, Mariko gave a slight chuckle before meeting him in the center of the ring and shaking his hand. "Mariko Ishii." she said, introducing herself. "And same to you, cutie."

Winking at him, she then turned and went back into her corner before facing BTM once again. Her face and expression brimmed with confidence, but she still remained focused on watching her opponent, since she didn't know much about his style yet. But she would soon find out, as the bell rang to begin the match.

After BTM went to the center to offer his handshake to miss Mariko, she was even more stunning than the last opponent he faced, she introduced herself and shaking his hand, her soft hand touches his own then shook, nodding to her with a hint of blush on his face. "Ahhhh hehe..." He obviously nervous when she said 'cutie' to him.

Once they break off and went back to their corner so the bell can start ringing and began the match, its BTM time to shine for his great match up! He slowly moving right out of his corner with his hands up, eyeing on her as he couldnt lose track of miss Mariko with those shining bright golden outfits, hard to miss really. He waiting for her to get to the center hopefully that he could come up to her bringing his hands onto her shoulders for a lock up. "Hmph!"

The match was under way, and as BTM made his way back out to the center of the ring, Mariko did the same. Her smirk never leaving her face even as she carefully watched her opponent's movements, she would put her arms up as well, and launch them out at the same time that BTM had done the same.

The arms of the two combatants were interlocked with each person trying to gain the upper hand over the other. Noticing quickly he seemed to be a bit heavier than her, Mariko decided the best way to handle this would be with a simple matter of leverage. Crouching down slightly to get more power under her legs, she began to push forward again in hopes that she would be able to back BTM into the corner of the ring.

BTM wanted to start the match off with a good old lock up to test each other strengths and as soon they locking onto their shoulders with their hands, he began pushing her the best he can but not able to push too much when her strengths comes from the legs and powering her against the mat, slowly backing the young masked wrestler up. "S-shoot!"

He quickly turn his head back seeing the corner is getting closer and closer, he have to do something or else he'll be trap for whatever Mariko have plans for him, with her power of pushing him can turn right back on her as the masked wrestler attempted to pull her arms to the side so she can stumble forward, hopefully he can catch her off guard by swing his arm to lock around her head and pressing against his side, locking her into his Side Headlock where her head is sticking out close to his abs. "Ungh!"

Things seemed to be going Mariko's way as she was succeeding in backing BTM toward the corner. But suddenly, the masked man broke the lockup, causing the beauty to stumble right into a headlock. "Ugh!" she grunted, wincing a bit as she pulled on his arm.

"My, that's quite a grip you've got there." she said. Hoping to get out of this predicament before BTM could somehow follow up on his current advantage, she pushed up on her opponent's arm while slowly attempting to twist her body out of his grip. If she succeeded, then the second she was free she would latch her own arm around BTM's neck, with him now being in the headlock instead of Mariko.

If this worked, she'd then position a leg in front of BTM's before twisting her body forward, attempting to flip him down back first onto the mat while still holding onto the headlock.

BTM was glad that he was able to catch her off guard and sliding her head right under his arm to apply the side headlock, he didnt squeeze her head or anything but just holding onto her until he can think of his next move.... until her words gotten out of her soft lips that made him feel.... somewhat.... uncomfortable, like something about to happen.

"T-thanks! HUH?!" He didnt except it that to happen, actually it always happen when someone just got caught in a headlock from the start and twisting right out and putting him in place instead! He was about to grab her arm and hoping to do the same to get back where he was, but she put her leg out and flipping him over with a grunt as BTM landed on mat with his back while his head still trapped! "UGH!"

Grabbing onto her arms and thinking hard, really really thinking hard not to think his face is really close to her brea---breas----- chest, though hard to not to blush. "Ungh! You got me...!" He shook his head, hoping to escape from her hold by doing what he remember seeing before, using his legs to kick up trying to catch her head between it and lock her in into his headscissor to pull her down and let him go!

Mariko's takedown was successful, and she couldn't help but chuckle as she noticed BTM's reaction to the fact that his face was dangerously close to her breast. "Something wrong?" she asked in a teasing tone.

But next it was Mariko's turn to be caught off guard once again, this time with BTM's legs clamping onto her head and forcing the woman to release her headlock as she was pulled off of him. But, Mariko wasn't ready to let her opponent escape just yet. Placing a hand on each of BTM's legs, she grunted as she strained in attempt to push his legs apart just enough to allow the female to free her head.

If she managed to free herself, she'd immediately have each arm lock around the leg it had been pushing on, before attempting to roll BTM over and sit down on his back while wrenching on his legs in a boston crab. "Mm, how're you holding up down there, big guy?"

BTM face almost lit up after using his legs to catches Mariko head and trying to lock it in, being free from his head off her arms and going to try keeping her down by his legs, but it wasnt for long that she pull herself free and escape, just to grab onto his legs, prepare for the worst. "Oh no wait!"

He shook his head before he know it, found himself facing down against the mat and his legs pulled back, bending him backward into her submission hold, already showing shes a pro and on top of the match. "Unnnnngh! Not good!" Honestly yet painfully responded, he knew this move is painful and knew it'll be hard to escape, except one way to do it, grunting using his elbows and forearms to drag himself across the mat reaching for the bottom rope, need to break up the submission hold. Hopefully he could do it and hang on to keep his hand gripping to it.