Shinobu Fujiwara Vs. Ami Takeuchi

She could see the poor guy was hurt, oh well, when you're in this line of work you have to do all your stunts yourself pretty-boy! This isnt Hollywood. His forehead was pressed against the mat as he was down on his hands and knees. She had planned to bring her legs down on the back of his head to flatten him against the ring mats but Shinobu saw the supermodel from the corner of his eye and managed to roll out of the way, just in time.

"SHIT! Oww oww oww, that really hurtt" she moaned out in a moe tone, making some crocodile tears as her butt slammed against the ring mats. She began to massage her bum and thighs a bit before trying to get back up on her feet.

Shinobu panted as Ami landed but she instantly began to pout and whine. The actor couldn't even get the chance to catch his breath. "Ahh! A-Ami-san! G-Gomen!" He stuttered. It WAS a match, but he wasn't thinking for the moment as he crawled over to her.

She was already trying to stand up and Shinobu quickly tried to scramble to his feet as well.

"Are you ok?" He asked. He hadn't meant to hurt her THAT badly.

Her leg drop missed but she still managed to somehow make her opponent be worried about her, he was too sweet and too gullible. She almost burst out in laughter when he actually apologized to her for pulling off a quick evasive maneuver.

She quickly thought of a new plan, she stayed down on her butt as she allowed Shinobu to get back up before her. "Y-yeah, owww I'm ok." she smiled, raising her hand towards him. She wanted to sucker him into helping her raising her up on her feet, where she would have a surprise for him.

Shinobu was up and brushed himself off and looked down at Ami who was still down. He smiled at her. He didn't mind helping her up so they could have a proper match once more. He, almost eagerly took her hand to help her back up.

She looked up towards him with puppy-dog eyes as she raised her hand towards him just hoping that he would accept her hand. Shinobu, being a good sport, did accept her hand and pulled her back up on her feet.

The supermodel smirked, as Shinobu helped Ami get back up on her feet but she rose back up with her knee slamming right into his belly as soon as she was pulled up. "Whoops! My bad, that was an accident" she said in a fake gasp.

"W-we cant stop now" she said as she would try to wrap her hand around his head, if he doubled over, and then attempt to go down on her butt to drive his head into the canvas in a DDT.

"Guaaaah!"

Shinobu's eyes widened when Ami's knee jammed deeply into her belly. He was naive, for sure, and he was a gentleman, however, he was hard pressed to ignore THAT sort of attack as a mere accident. Especially since he was having trouble regaining his breath.

He was completely defenseless as Ami grabbed him in the head lock and drop backwards, crashing his head into the mat and leaving him stunned and groaning, planted face first into the canvas.

Meanwhile, Shinobu's manager Fujiko was humming as she slipped past people on her way to her seat. She plopped down next to Cassie and set a big tub of popcorn in the girl's lap. "You'd think between being a famous actor and having the two of you WORK in the company that we could get better seats, am I right?" She said and adjusted her glasses.

"Oh my, he's already eating canvas?" Fujiko sighed. "Well... any publicity is good publicity..." She muttered. She instantly turned to Cassie and squawked in delight. "Cassie-chan! How does he look?! That's really what matters. I came up with the design my self and sent it off to some people that owe me favors. Are you drooling? I was going for drooling." She said with a grin as she pulled out her phone while her other hand dipped into the popcorn. "It's so great to be able to enjoy your company." She said as she thumbed through her phone. "And... watch Fujiwara-san... get killed." She sighed.

Once again, Ami had to resort to her sly bag of tricks to get the drop on her opponent. Using her opponents innocent nature to sucker him into helping her up, only for her to bring his knee up into his belly and then following up with a classic DDT maneuver.

After Shinobu's head slammed against the ring mats, Ami pushed him off her and got back up on her feet. Stroking her hair back with her tongue sticking out sadistically, before looking down on him with an evil and sly grin. "Aww, did that hurt?I guess I dont know my own strength" she mocked as she took a few steps back only to sprint towards him and try a soccer kick aimed at his ribs.

Cassie was rapt up in the match, and didn't notice Fujiko until the tub of popcorn appeared in her lap. She was tense, to say the least, and she white-knuckled the hem of her dress with clammy hands while she watched Shinobu's... abysmal performance. This was such a terrible mistake.

And Fujiko didn't care at all, about Shinobu. She only cared about his profile.

"Hi Fujiko," she said meekly, and as nicely as she could. "I'm really sorry, but could you please shut up?" She pushed the tub of popcorn onto the Japanese girl's lap and stood up, cupping her hands around her mouth, and out from the mousy, sundress-wearing little redhead came out a ferocious, full-blooded scream.

"SHINOBU! FIGHT! SHE'S NOT GOING TO HOLD BACK, YOU HAVE TO ATTACK!"

"Guaaaah!"

The soccer kick hit him hard in the ribs and Shinobu screamed in agony. He couldn't really catch her look, but he knew he'd been duped. He just had to recover somehow and then... do... something. He wasn't exactly sure what, but he crawled away, just trying to get to the ropes and away from Ami.

"Takeuchi-san! I never would have thought..." He called out, trying to plea with her a bit while he slithered away slowly.

"Huh?" Fujiko blinked as Cassie set the popcorn down. Maybe she was watchign her figure? It WAS a nice one and she WAS an athlete. Fujiko shrugged. She guessed she was sort of disrupting things too, so she sat back while Cassie screamed. She took a handful of popcorn and munched.

"Geeze, I never would have expected that girl to be so vicious. She's so charming outside of the wrestling ring." Fujiko muttered, frowning a bit.

"Did you even watch her matches?" Cassie turned to Fujiko with an exasperated tone.