Ami Takeuchi Vs. Belinda Northman

The hold was painful...but it would probably have been much more so if Ami had been a bit more fresh. It was pretty evident that both of the ladies were exhausted, covered in so much sweat that their hair was damp, and both had seemed fairly unsteady when on their feet a few seconds ago. Belinda was the one in a bad spot now though and Ami was in a pretty great one. She pulled back hard on the blond's back which forced Belinda to slam her fist down against them mat, her other hand ran through her own hair as she screamed out in pain and protest.

She couldn't have it end like this...but she couldn't last long either...there had to be someway out of this hold, her back tightened more and more as jolts of pain was sent through her sweaty yet alluring back, her spine protesting from all of this pain. The blond tried to reach throw her clenched fisted arm backwards to try and jab her elbow into Ami's back or side...doing all she could to fight against this hold, though she didn't know if she could even survive for long enough to escape.

The supermodel was nearly there, she could feel the win coming soon and that she would finally get the respect that she deserves, especially against goody two-shoes like Belinda. She wanted to show that she was a heel, yet still could win in pure classic wrestling without having to resort to a cheap shot. She had the sharpshooter locked in and she put as much pressure as she could but somehow Belinda was managing to hold on and resist.

Suddenly the supermodel felt a sharp elbow strike her back, then her side and the side of her leg as well. With each blow, her hold loosened up until the fatigue kicked in and she was forced to release the hold and stagger forward- leaning against the ropes as she used both hands to grasp the top rope tightly and take a moment to rest.

It was an arduous challenge but finally Belinda managed to get Ami off of her, her back protested and cracked as she tried to move...her body drenched in sweat, hair was damp and going all over the place, sticking to her face and standing up in all directs as if she was a character from Dragon Ball. The blond cutie panted out heavily...attempting to bring herself up to her hands and knees. Sweat dripped from her face down onto the mat, every movement she did caused her back to shout out in pain, surges of electricity running rampant through her body.

After much protest and clenching her teeth so hard that if any more pressure was put on it then she'd probably crush her own teeth, the blond would push herself up to her feet and turn around, glaring with her red eyes at Ami...she'd raise her arms and gesture for her nemesis to come at her for a lock up. This was the last gamble, if she could beat Ami in this lock exchange then she felt that she could win...but if she lost it then she was certain that she would lose...that there was no doubt of in her mind and her body.

The supermodel was as exhausted as her opponent, she leaned on the ropes and had both arms around the top of the ropes as she used it to stay on her feet and take some much needed time to rest and catch her breath. She saw Belinda make her way back up on her feet, who was a sweaty mess! Hair sticking to her face, standing up from a couple of places as well.

Ami clenched her teeth and passed her hand through her luscious blue hair to brush them back from her face, she had given all she had but Belinda would refuse to stay down. When she saw her rival, signal her to come at her for a lock up,  she did not want to back down at all but feared she didn't have the strength to match up with her. However, another thought ran through her devious mind- she nodded at her direction and slowly moved forward as she went for the lock up.

This was going go down to the wire, a razor thin one at that as both ladies seemed to be on their last breath. At least as well as Belinda could tell Ami was nearly as worn out as she was...which seemed as if it was going to make this their final throw down in this match regardless of who won it. When Belinda gestured for the lock up and saw that Ami nodded towards her and started to move forward. It seemed as if Ami wanted to settle things as much as the Swede did.

Belinda soon moved forward and would try and lock her arms around Belinda's head and arm, attempting to lock in a collar and elbow tie up with her nemesis and as soon as she did so the blond would take a deep breath before attempting to push forward with as much power as she could muster, attempting to force Ami backwards.

The referee girl was standing right in the middle of the ring, anticipating that the two ladies were going to lock up right in the middle of the rind and that's exactly what they ended up doing. Ami didn't want to back down for this challenge and she moved in to lock up with Belinda in a classic collar and elbow lock up. Whoever went down now, wasn't going to get back up, they were running simply on pure hatred of each other.

As they locked up, Ami immediately felt Belinda push into her and she simply had no answer to the Swede's strength. She got pushed back unexpectedly quicker, Belinda pushed Ami backwards the referee's sight was partially blocked by Belinda, who's back was now facing the referee in the middle. As soon as Ami realized this, she would out of instinct, bring her knee right up into Belinda's crotch. She didn't care what happened next, even if the referee did see that- she would happily take the loss but be the last woman standing.

Their two bodies smacked against one another as they collided with one another, Belinda grit her teeth as she found herself pressing against Ami with all the might she had left...it wasn't long after that in which she found herself starting to push her rival backwards more and more, winning out against Ami in this lock up...a light of hope could be seen on Belinda's face, all that was left was to turn this situation into her favor and slam Ami down or something...hell if she could just pin the bluenette she could probably pick up the win, that's how tired the two of them seemed.

However, as Belinda was pushing so soon felt no resistance at all...followed shortly by a sharp pain that echoed through her body, originating from her crotch as Ami's knee was driven in there. " Aaagh!" Belinda cried out in pain, her hands went away from Ami and down towards her crotch...of course this was something which the ref didn't see, as with most of Ami's antics.

Out of instinct, her dirty tactic instincts, her knee jammed up right into the blonde cutie's crotch. Ami really put alot of force into that knee strike, venting out all her frustrations and anger that was building up during the course of this match. Luckily the referee's vision was partially impaired and she couldnt make out if that was to the abs or the crotch and in doubt didn't call for a DQ.

As soon as that happened, the supermodel would go down and wrap her arm around Belinda's right thigh before rolling her up in a surprise small package pin, even grabbing a handful of her wrestling bottoms.

Belinda found herself in a lot of pain as she was about to bring her hands down towards her crotch to hold and protect it from any more pain or attacks. However, as she was about to bring her hands down she instead felt herself getting rolled back up into a schoolboy pin.

"Mmppph!" Belinda let out in surprise as she was brought down and pinned, her bikini bottoms being grabbed tightly for leverage as Belinda kicked and flailed around a bit underneath Ami.

The ref-girl moved beside the two, not seeing the grip that Ami had on Belinda's bikini bottoms and not seeing the bluenette's cheap shot. " One!...Two!" She called out as she slapped her hand down twice against the mat. " S-stop..Sh-she's!..." was all Belinda had the time to get out before the ref brought her hand down once more and shouted out loudly! " Three!!"

The count started and Ami couldn't believe what she was hearing. The count went from one to three, in what felt like an eternity but it DID happen. Her eye's widened in shock and delight as she released her opponents legs and released the grip of her bottoms before quickly rolling outside the ring.

The supermodel passed her hands through her sweaty hair and kept her hair stricken back with a huge smirk on her face as she began to walk back, while still facing the ring. She was panting and sweating alot but she didn't care right now, she had defeated Belinda in a one on one singles match. Ami began to laugh fanatically while pointing at the ring, savouring this victory to the max. As soon as she got up to the top of the ramp she would shout out "HAHA! ....*huff*huff....I.....I.....TOLD YOU I'D WIN...HAHA" she would finish before disappearing backstage.