Emilia Hawthorne vs Ataru Toranami (complete)

Ataru's flushed gaze at the arrogant beauty leaning down at him with such taunting contempt showed a mix of emotions... and none of them made him feel comfortable... but none of them had anything to do with disastrous desires of defeat and surrender too.

"Umff uff... none of the above...", the flustrated boy would respond while breathing heavily to try and recover some strenghts and stamina. "...I don't love your way to taunt a beaten opponent... and I am not scared of you..!"
If nothing, the boy was showing some spirit, maybe a little too late considering his disgraceful defeat in the first round, but still spirit. The crowd had alternate responses to his cute-and-brave-hero speech: part roared and cheered the boy, pleased with his renewed fighting attitude... part just laughed at him.

Ataru ignored the latter and tried to gather additional energies from the encouragements, forcing himself up to his feet as he made a thumb up gesture to the ref, as to indicate that he was ready.

With that, the bell was rung right away and the fight could continue, with Ataru obviously assuming a cautious stance for now, planning to find some possible openings in the overconfident Silver Scorpion's guard rather than stupidly bullraging into a surely quick defeat.

A flicker of amusement flew over Emi's features as Ataru boldly defied her. His words of resistance were adorable and foolish, and even part of the crowd agreed with her as they laughed at him. She would make it her goal to have the entire audience jeering at him by the end of this match.

"Hmm~ Well, if you're eager for another spanking, I can certainly oblige you there~" Her voice was mischievous and menacing at the same time. As Ataru stood and gave a thumbs up to the referee as Emi bounced on her heels, her chest heaving up and down with the motion of her body. When the bell rang, the metallic clang sent tension and excitement down her spine as she prepared for Ataru's assault after graciously allowing him the chance to make the first move of the second round.

But...Ataru wasn't making any offensive moves towards her. Quite the opposite - the young boy held back as he appraised the girl before him as if waiting to see what maneuver she'd make. Perhaps he was considering countering her, taking advantage of a weak point of hers when it opened up. "My, aren't we getting smarter?" Emi thought with a smirk as she danced on her heels around the arena. "But I can be clever too, Ataru~"

She waited until she was a subtle short distance from him, and then darted forward with grace. The motion was so fluid, so fast as she ducked low that it would be a wonder if Ataru could see it coming. Her right arm threw itself forward to snake itself around the back of the male's waist and latch onto it, tugging him towards her. Emi met Ataru's eyes and smiled deviously as she lifted herself up, her chest bumping into Ataru's firm pecs and his face inches from her own. Now to weave a web of lust and deceit over the boy, and she'd soon have him begging mercy for a second time.

"I have to say...I've never faced anyone as cute as you, Ataru~" The Silver Scorpion teased, running her index finger along his chin playfully in swirls. "Your modest little muscles, your innocent face and the way you continue to fight back even with every odd stacked against you..." Her eyes flashed with a dangerous glint as she aimed to mesmerise the boy, clutching him around the waist with her arm tighter to press their bodies together. "It makes me want to put a collar on you and take you home after this match~"

Her fingertip rose up to Ataru's lips and tapped against them lightly in a coltish way. "Would you like that, puppy?~" Emi giggled for show as she pressed her own lips against the tip of her finger, the only thing obstructing her and Ataru's lips from meeting each other. It was all an elaborate lead up to her next move. Truth be told, she hadn't decided the best way to follow up...but Ataru would likely be so captivated and embarrassed that she'd have all the time in the world to decide what to do to her victim. In the meantime, she'd confuse him a little more for her personal amusement. Her arm still gripped him tightly to her, preventing him from slipping away.

"If you would like that, move my finger and answer with a kiss~" She mouthed against her finger, loud enough only for her poor victim to hear.

Ataru was watching intently at Emi's every movement, hopefully getting himself ready to respond to any starting attack she might bring. After all, this is what the Japanese boy was best at on the ring. Ok...that, and enduring a beating.

The problem was that he was not able to read her swift yet graciously fluid movements, when she finally decided to approach him. And... that he was not sure it was properly an attack.
Anyway, the already surprised boy was caught even more offguard as the Silver Scorpion wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close into a seductive and teasing embrace.

"nonono Ataru stay focused, it's always about the same, cunning female strategies to distract their opponent... YOU KNOW IT!", his mind warned him ringing all the possible alarm bells in his head, but it was not like Ataru's senses would really listen to those self-warnings a lot. Emi's sensually entrancing skills were just too much for a young boy like him to resist.

Her sultry cooings and embarassing comments, the tightening hug pressing his slim toned body against her dominating curves.... and that final temptation of hers had his guard crumble peiece by piece so easily, soon leaving the boy in a mesmerized state... lulled into believing that, for some absurd, improbable reasons, she MIGHT want to spend some seductively cuddly time with him, before the real wrestling would start.

"Ohhh... ummmm....". And thus, Ataru started to gently remove that only, daintly manicured obstacle between him and those heavenly pushy lips of hers, moving in for the kiss with half-closing eyes like an aroused little boy on his first date with the girl of his dreams.

Oh, she definitely had him under her spell. The boy could hardly focus upon anything else but the beautiful girl before him, completely smitten with her teasing nature and gorgeous body. In an almost robotic state, Ataru began to remove Emilia's finger and leaned forward with the intent of tasting her sublime, smooth lips. The way he closed his eyes was especially adorable, as if he wanted to indulge in the moment. The girl almost suspected he had never been kissed before.

Well, that was the case, he wouldn't be getting one just yet.

Emilia pulled back from Ataru's face in a lazy manner as he leaned forward expectantly. The girl raised her eyebrows with the faintest of smirks. "Oh...is that what you were hoping for? Silly Ataru~" The Silver Scorpion's face darkened with a cruel grin as she suddenly released her right arm from his waist. Her left shot forward immediately after to snatch at his right wrist, before the girl raised her left foot and stamped hard upon Ataru's right foot to hold him in place.

She had done this already at the beginning of the match, but now Emi sought to take it up a notch. The assault began with her right knee rising up with the intent to slam into Ataru's abdominal region. She aimed to bury it twice into his gut harshly, and then while her poor victim was dazed, she'd lift her left foot off and step back. However, Emi still held onto his wrist.

Her left leg would dart out like an arrow, striking first at the left side of Ataru's rib cage. The impact was brutal, but the motion of her body fluid and graceful; it was as if she and Ataru was dancing, but the boy was merely supporting his superior in her movements. Emi would giggle as her left leg drew back while Ataru was winded.

"I never said you'd be kissing my lips, you precious little thing~" Her tone was dangerously sweet and cryptic, as her left leg flew up to smash the heel directly into Ataru's face. If the impact was made, she'd yank Ataru towards her by his wrist which she still held tightly onto, and would begin to twist and grind her heel on his face in the middle of the ring. "Don't be shy now, Ataru! Kiss to your heart's content! You can even use tongue, if you wish~" The girl laughed in sync with the audience, who also took a sort of devilish pleasure in the boy's plight.

"URGHH..! UNGHFHHH...!!" Caught totally offguard, and for more than one reason, Ataru could only regret his own naiveness as the first of two hard knee strikes painfully crushed the air out of his lungs, opening the path to a third quick kick.

Emilia's fast combo hurt like hell, not giving him the time to organize an immediate reaction.
But his pride was going to be hurt even worse as the Silver Scorpion lifted her leg again to bring her foot right to his face, pulling him close by the wrist to make Ataru's failed moment of romance even more humiliating.

Still dealing with the pain to his ribs and face after the latest two strikes, the boy was helpless as she grinded the sole of her foot against his face, playing her number for the crowd.

But Emilia was maybe taking too much time relishing in her own evil satisfaction: Ataru still had one arm and his legs free, and his best fighting skills were all about countering his opponents' moves, so this was possibly the time to show his ability. Moreover, the young male was known to give his best when he felt that his opponent was a bad guy... and Emilia was being quite the supervillain there.

Bringing his free hand to Emila's lifted leg, he would try to spin it to the side , hopefully taking advantage of her one-legged stance to unbalance her while twisting himself to the same direction of Emilia's forced rotation, trying a roundhouse kick right to the side of her face.

"Mnnghhh.... very sweet of you... so why don't you have a taste of my foot too?", he would retort if successful.

Emi's expression was lit by cruel delight, the girl twisting her heel on her victim's face with the intent of rearranging it into something else entirely. When she was finished, Ataru's adorable and handsome face would be decorated with several varying shades of bruises and streaked with tears. The thought made her positively wild and breathless.

She was so caught up in her malicious fantasy that she neglected the boy's other arm and legs. Emilia was surprised when he grabbed her leg and threw it to the side in defiance, her awkward balance causing her to stumble slightly. "Wh-Wha-?!"

The roundhouse kick launched up to the side of her face with surprising skill, striking the Silver Scorpion dead on her temple. "Eeek!" Pain shot through her head like a bullet, and her mind became misty. The impact of Ataru's technique sent a vibration down the side of her body; the momentum causing her entire body to be thrown to the side. Emi leaned over slightly, her hair slightly askew as she clutched at her temple in disbelief. The shock of Ataru's unexpected counter had frozen her in place.

Ataru was not exactly proud to strike a girl hard... but he told himself that Emilia had done her best to earn such retribution.

Anyway, the young male would take a couple of moment to recover from her latest attack himself,before he could be ready to follow with a next move, trying to capitalize his actual first advantage situation in the match.

"Uff uff... serves you right girl... you are not supposed to kick someone into the face after offering a kiss... that's totally not-ladylike!"
With that said, Ataru would move to grapple the temporarily disoriented girl into a standing headlock.

If he got there, Ataru would then plan to take three steps forward, dragging the Silver Scorpion with her and aiming at a running bulldog.

(OOC: Did Ataru get his name change papers delivered in the middle of the match? =P)

Hunched over, Emi remained paralysed by disbelief at what had just occurred. The seemingly timid and adorable little victim had turned upon his superior. She had almost given up the notion of Ataru ever landing a successful hit on her after the girl had teased him with the prospect of kissing her. Her eyes were glazed with shock, unable to comprehend what had just happened.

As she remained stunned, she felt Ataru grab hold of her and hook his arm around her neck in a standing headlock. The boy scolded her for her behaviour while she remained trapped in his grip. Then, Ataru darted across the canvas and dropped to the ground, nailing Emi face first into the ring floor with his running bulldog technique.

"Aaaah!" The girl crashed to the ground and felt agony spike across her face, her body flopping to the floor. "O...oogh..." Emi moaned, feeling a headache approaching as her head pounded with pain. Her hair was disheveled as the girl's head lay to the side side, giving Ataru a glimpse of her dizzy and numb face.

(lolz sorry about, that's what I get for replying to 2 threads simultaneously).

"Rrrumpfhhh...!, Ataru would groan at the impact with the canvas after his successful bulldog. Needless to say, Emilia had taken the worst part of it though, and she was now laying on the mats in an evident daze.

Ataru could not deny to himself that she looked extremely cute like that... but this was not the time to soften his resolve, unless he wanted to be a victim of her humiliations again.

Unwilling to lose the positive trend just acquired, the young male would take a grab of  Emilia's head and force both of them to a kneeling stance.
If Emilia couldn't do anything to avoid it, he would then try to bend the girl backwards across his knee for his signature backbreaker submission.
"Time to wrap this round up, Scorpion-chan", he would announce, trying to move Emilia down backwards into his "Flirt Breaker" finisher.

Stirring on the mat in a daze, Emi struggled to process the events that were currently happening. The young and seemingly naïve Ataru had managed to actually drive her to the ground. She was now lying down, and he was standing over her. This was absurd. It was illogical. Her place in the ring was above weak little dogs like him. She couldn't let this continue. It would be an insult to her name and legacy, no matter how short it currently stood, to let him secure a round against her. Blaise had already laid more hands on her than she had been comfortable with, and she was not going to allow Ataru that same honour.

As the boy knelt down to drag her up by her head, Emi felt her head throb with pain but willed herself to focus. Ataru believed he was currently on the offensive. Destroying that belief reignited the sinister scorpion inside the girl that relished in trampling spirits like his. He drew her up to a kneeling position along with him and Emi could feel his arms preparing to shift her. It seemed as if he was going for a submission hold. A male being the first in years to make the Silver Scorpion submit would spread like wildfire throughout the league. And as cute as Ataru was, she wasn't so generous to let him achieve that. She threw her arms up to throw Ataru's own off her head, and gave him a menacing expression that had struck fear into countless opponents during her wrestling career. Emi's eyes danced with violent fire with the intent to captivate and trap him.

Emi shot her own arms up, her hands aiming to cling hold of Ataru's temples upon his own head. Her nails would dig into his cheeks and the scalp of his hair, her fury leaking out as she let out a low hiss. “So optimistic, darling Ataru...” Her voice was slightly rough as she still felt the effects of the bulldog, but her tone still carried her usual sweetness. And yet, it was frightening at the same time. “You actually think you can bring the Silver Scorpion to her knees...?” If she had managed to take hold of her victim, Emi would draw her head back and ram it thrice into Ataru's forehead in consecutive headbutts, aiming to leave him spinning and stunned. It seemed a suitable way to release some of the tension and agony in her head, while inflicting it upon her foe.