Daisuke Takeuchi v Hikaru Hinomoto

Two out of Three Falls
First Fall: Standard Match
Second Fall: Oil Match
Thrid Fall: Sauna Match
Falls Scored via Pinfall, Submission or 10 Count KO

Hikaru was very excited to finally get in the ring of a big promotion and she was more excited knowing this wasn't going to be a normal match. A special Two out of Three falls with a different stipulation for each one. Today she decided to wear a green bikini set in case the match gets as far as the sauna match. She then puts on her pads and boots ready to head to the ring.

The glitchhop music then started to play as she came out from backstage to take in her surroundings. She saw the ring in front of her, a small pool of oil to her left and a sauna to her. The adrenaline was starting to kick in as she raises her arm into the air and screams "HERE WE GO!". She then runs towards the ring as fast as she could and rolls under the bottom rope. She then climbs up one of the turnbuckles with her fist in the air then asks for the microphone wanting to talk to the crowd to get them excited and to help her settle in.

"WHAT UP TOKYO!" She shouts as the crowd sends a cheer back. "I hope you're all as excited as me cause I cannot wait for my match tonight. I'll try my best to put on a show for you tonight and I'm sure my opponent will aswell. So hold on tight, we're going for ride" the crowd gave her one finally cheer as gives she the microphone back waiting for her opponent with an excited smile on her face.

Daisuke was in his locker room, he had a rather annoyed look on his face as he came out of the shower area, having just taken a pre-match shower.. Water was dripping down from his body as he quickly dried off with a towel and began to slip into his wrestling attire. He slipped into his shiny-black, latex wrestling briefs perfectly fit around his waist with matching Italian leather wrestling boots. "Hmph, why do I have to give this new girl her debut. Oh well, this should be easy" he snorted as he head outside his locker room, walking from the backstage area to the AFW tension arena.

His music cued, King of Kings by motorhead. The wrestling prince slowly emerged from behind the curtains, wearing a Kings robe as well. He walked with a arrogant swagger as he slowly made his way towards the ring, ignoring the fans. He stood outside the ring, then looked left to the oil pool and then looked to the right, where the sauna matted room was. The wrestling prince then shook his head, feeling disappointed at his opponent tonight.

He slipped out of his King robe and placed it near ring side before entering the ring. He began to roll his shoulders and stretch his neck side to side, flexing his pecs and abs as he went to his corner of the ring. His back rested against the corner turnbuckle as he glared at Hikaru. "Hmph, you hardly look like a wrestler. It'll be over in the second round...a common wrestler like you cannot out-wrestle wreslting royalty like myself. You should feel lucky" he stated his arrogance. Trying to intimidate the new female wrestler as the referee was about to ring the bell, for this exhausting 2 outta 3 special wrestling match.

She sees her opponent walk down to the ring with his robe on and she wondered if he was actually part of a royal family or if it's just a gimmick. When he got in the ring, she noticed that he wasn't too excited for his match tonight. In response to what he said, she said "I may not beat you and I may be lucky but trust me, I won't dissapoint you" hoping that she can cheer her opponent up a bit.

As soon as the bell had rung, she would charge directly at Daisuke sticking her arm out and jumping at him to attempt a running diving clothesline to get the match off to a fast start.

In truth he expected a new jobber, who just wanted to be in the league for the money than actually for the wrestling. He had no idea, that this girl could actually be a tough pro-wrestler. He didnt give it much thought and just nodded on to what she said and ignored her little speech. "yeah yeah yeah, I doubt you could- Oooouuufffhhh uuurgghhh shit" before he could complete his taunt, the bell hand rung and Hikaru sprinted towards the wrestling prince to strike his throat with a running clothesline, which sent Daisuke down on his back straight away, this was an explosive start to the match.

Daisuke clutched his throat, gently massaging it as he tried to roll away from this new opponent, kicking the ring mats in frustration as he let his guard down against a rookie and paying the price. He could curse under his own breath as he tried to grab onto the bottom rope, and try to pull himself back up on his feet. This was just the start, there were two or possible three more falls left.

Hikaru's arm connected well with his throat as he went down. She then saw Daisuke roll towards the bottom rope and was starting to get up. She smilied as she noticed she was off to a good start.

She wanted to keep the match at a fast pace so she dashed to the other side of the ring bouncing of the rope and using the momentum to run towards her opponent and attempt to dropkick him while he was getting up.

"Uurggh, Ow. She'll pay for that one, damn bitch" he cursed under his own breath as he slowly began to get back up on his feet. Daisuke began to wonder why she did not follow up right away, which could only mean that she was up to something big again. He anticipated that she would go for the ropes and as soon as he turned around, she was half way towards him in full sprint. His eyes widened when she took up a leap and her boots were aimed at his chest, out of instinct, the wrestling prince quickly side-stepped out of the way to try and doge her dropkick just in time.

"Hmph, not so fast. You're not going to get me that easy" he snarled at her before attempting to stomp his boot down on her belly while she was still down, if he managed to avoid the drop kick that is.

When Hikaru attempted the front dropkick, Daisuke managed to avoid her attack. She landed on her back getting her feet among the ropes. She moved her feet away from the ropes so that she could try and get up but before she could try and get up, her opponent managed to slam his boot on her stomach.

She then sat forward clutching her stomach as she started to cough in pain. She realised her excitement is starting to get the better for her, she decided that as soon as she calmed herself down, she needed to look for an opportunityto strike back.

It was still early in the match and Daisuke easily managed to avoid her dropkick, after she went down on her back he even managed to send a boot down into her belly to further wind her out. "Hmph, you're not so tough you're just a common jobber girl" he mocked before grabbing a fistfull of her short-hair and yanking it up to pull her back up on her feet.

He kept her in place, with his free hand began to lick his own palm, then  leaning back a bit and trying to send a wet,stinging, chest slap right across her bikini top. "Haahhh!" she grunted as he went for the chest slap.

She then suddenly felt her hair being pulled up by her opponent. "Ow, ow, ow, ow" she says as she is dragged to her feet. She stares at Daisuke, wondering what he was going to do next seeing him licking his hand.

She guarded her face thinking he was going to slap her face but instead, he smacked her in the chest. "Aahhhhh" she screamed as she felt a big sting on the chest. She wrapped her arms around her bikini top as leaned back on the ropes keeping her upright. She needed to find an opening pretty soon to get the match her way or she'll be in a world of pain.

His chest slap smacked right against her breasts, leaving the new girl reeling as she staggered back into the ropes. Daisuke smirked in arrogance as he dusted his hands off mockingly "Heh, whats the matter tomboy? your chest stinging?" he mocked her about her short hair before leaning in towards her.

The wrestling prince once again grabbed her hair and pulled her away from the ring ropes, looking to bend her down a bit to wrap his arm around her head and place her face against his pecs, squeezing her head as hard as he could in a headlock! "Hrrunnggh! Submit?" he grunted, his biceps bulging as he increased the pressure on her neck.