Ami Takeuchi vs "Johnny" Higurashi

Last week, the supermodel had a rather bitter-sweet time in the AFW. Winning a spar against Alaina but losing to her in an official AFW wrestling match. However, she looked to get back on tract and what better way to do so than to take on THE "Johnny" Higurashi. Apparently he was the brother of Alaina's boyfriend who, previously, had a little spat with Ami when he was in Alaina's corner in her last match. She had some sort of redemption in her mind, even if it was a long shot.

The supermodel was in her locker room, drying off her wet body having just taken a shower. Blow-drying her hair and styling it up perfectly, something she learned during her time as a model. She was quick in getting prettied up, so to speak. Ami then began to carefully slip into her blue lycra sports bra, which hugged her C cups perfectly. She then proceeded to put on her matching lycra wrestling briefs, which just about covered her ass. Finally, putting on her black leather wrestling boots and applying the finishing touches with some lip balm, make up and eye liner. "*Giggle* There, that idiot wont know what Hit'em" she laughed out to her self before showing herself some cleavage in the mirror.

When it was time, she exited her locker room and went backstage as she walked with some swagger straight away towards the wrestling arena, she waited for her music to cue and as soon as it did she brushed past the curtains and made her way into the AFW Tension arena. The supermodel walked down the ring ramp towards the ring, swaying her hips and blowing kisses for the fans."*Muah!*Muah!* <3" she even made a heart symbol with her hands!.

Finally she entered the ring by sliding under the bottom rope and quickly getting back upto her feet. She wasted no time in getting to her corner of the ring and doing some basic stretches and warm ups. Ami called over the referee and began to act her cutesy moe self to get on his good side." Heey come on, I'm supposed to wrestle some big bad Higurashi dude? Try and make him go easy on me, I have a model shoot and my knee is bruised a bit too" she said with puppy dog dies while everyone awaited for her opponent to arrive.

Johnny bounced on his heels backstage. After everything that had happened with the Battle Royale, he was eager to get a one on one match in. He's have to face off with King and his crew soon enough but this was something he needed for himself. Just to make sure he was in the right state of mind for the upcoming battle. He didn't really KNOW his opponent, but he almost felt bad for her, whoever she was.

When his music started up, he burst through the entrance way and ran down the ramp. He was dressed in gray, baggy shorts and black wrestling boots. His shirtless chest glistened in the arena lights, showing every last bit of his hard muscles.

He slid into the ring and hopped up, bouncing on his heels as he stared down Ami. She was tall, just a little shorter than Johnny, but she was rail thin. She looked like a twig and Johnny was pretty sure he had a good thirty pounds on her at least, probably almost all muscle. She must have had something in mind, Johnny certainly had a reputation. At least, she had better.

After he finished stretching, Johnny stepped to the middle of the ring. Even with everything that happened, his cool guy smile still appeared on his face and his calm demeanor and friendliness seeped through his eagerness to fight. "Hey, dude, hope you're ready for a tough fight! I ain't holdin back and junk." He said as he offered a hand to the supermodel.

Ami was still stretching out and getting ready in her corner of the ring for her opponent to arrive, the arena erupted in a huge frenzy of cheers when Johnny's music cued. Ami was quick to turn her attention towards the muscular man who walked towards ringside, she bit her lower lip and blushed just a little at the thought of her, wrestling with this handsome man. "Well....this is certainly interesting" she whispered to her self, while adjusting her sports bra and wrestling briefs.

Finally, the two of them were in the ring and their match was about to start. Ami took a few minutes to study her opponents stature as she gazed at his body from top to bottom. Clearly he was a strong,muscular young guy and there was no way she could actually out-power him so she would have to rely on technical wrestling or some other means. Johnny was eager to begin the match, but he did conform with the pre match manners, in so that he did offer his opponent a handshake.

Firstly, the supermodel rolled her eyes when he refereed to her as a "Dude"."Wha?! Y-you wouldn't even go easy on a delicate supermodel such as my self?"she said with her eyes wide open and her left hand on her chest. " A handsome gentlemen such as yourself should respect and know how to treat a lady, right? she winked at him as she approached forward and accepted the handshake before backing up a bit.

*DING*DING*DING

As soon as the bell rang, the supermodel flicked her hair back behind her ear and took up a wrestlers crouch, her hands out infront as she began to circle her opponent. Watching his positioning carefully.

"Haha!"

Johnny laughed at Ami's words, scratching the back of his head and smiled at the supermodel after giving her hand a firm shake. "Well I ain't gonna punch ya in yer pretty face or anything, dude!"

He stepped back and when the bell rang, Johnny launched himself at Ami, looking to lock up with the blue haired girl in a collar-elbow tie up, hoping to drive Ami backwards towards the ring ropes.

Ami puffed her cheeks and acted if she was feeling a bit embarrassed. "Well Um, thanks. I guess...ALSO, Im not a dude! HMPH. How rude" she playfully hissed back at her opponent who was also laughing a bit. The bell rang and both wrestlers darted back a bit and circled each other around for a good few seconds to feel each other out, mentally.

Johnny was first to react as he lunged in at Ami for a classic collar and elbow grapple, the supermodel locked up with her opponent and grunted out a bit "Urgghh...Ngghhh". Ami was rather surprised at her opponents direct approach as Johnny easily managed to push the featherweight model back and back her up into the ropes. The ring ropes bend backwards as Ami's back pressed against them, with her opponent breathing down her neck. She tried to push back, but was unable to and was only left frustrated.

Johnny. Had a determined look on his face as he muscled Ami back to the ropes, pushing her against them until they bent slightly against her lithe frame.

Once he established control, he pulled away from the lock up, bent his arm and delivered a loud forearm chop across Ami's chest to daze her. Then he'd reach out for her arm to try and yank her into an Irish whip!

The supermodel had her teeth gritted and her cute biceps bulging, her arms shaking as she tried to push Johnny back but the male wrestler wont budge an inch even. After a while of showing off his strength and keeping Ami in control, he pulled away from the lock up and winded up his hand to unleash a stinging forearm chop to her breasts. *THAWK*

Ami moaned out loudly, while covering up and massaging her chest softly as she tried to walk along the side of the ropes to get some distance between herself and Johnny, however the male wrestler was quick to catch her by her arm and whip her across the ring in an Irish whip. The supermodel bounced off the opposite ring ropes and came sprinting back to Johnny, her wild blue hair waving about wildly as she was unable to stop herself from the momentum of her sprint.

Once Johnny slung the supermodel towards the ropes, he quickly stepped to the middle of the ring and crouched. His eyes gleamed as he watched Ami's beautiful form bounce back towards him. When she was close, he bent over, expecting Ami to drive herself into his shoulder so he could capture her with his powerful arms and lift her up in the air and hold her on his shoulder.

As The supermodel was whipped towards the ring, her boobs didnt bounce as much as they would have, thanks to her sporty wrestling bra. Ami came sprinting back towards Johnny, who at this point was bent forward with his shoulder sticking out in order for him to catch the supermodel dead in her tracks in an attempt to somehow flip her over, catch her or etc. She had to be quick on her feet and mind if she wanted to counter her opponents strategy and she had a perfect plan to do so.

"Ngghmm, n-not so fast pretty boy" she said when she noticed Johnny taking up a bending position a bit too early, allowing Ami to predict his move and prepare for a counter. As she came close enough, the supermodel would jump up a bit at the last moment and attempt to wrap her arms around his head and let gravity do its job, she would come crashing down on her back and hopefully drive Johnny's head into the ring canvas for a quick running DDT. "Hyyyyyaahh!" she shrieked.

Johnny was expecting to feel the crashing of Ami's belly into his shoulder to be the signal he needed to hold her up off the ground. however, when he felt the supermodel's lithe arms wrap around his head, he was unable to support her full weight only on his neck and powerful legs. Gravity was powerful and cruel and in a moment, he was being dropped face first into the mat, crashing as the crowd popped from Ami's quick thinking DDT.

"Ughh..."

Johnny coiled his arms around his head, dazed from the impact as his knees jostled to try push his butt in the air and begin the first steps towards regrouping and standing while his head was in the air.