Dave "Obsidian" Blake's Apartment

As Dave's music began to play, a smile worked it's way to Jean's face and he found that he was suddenly sitting in the audience now. He clapped along and yelled with the crowd as David climbed into the ring, feeling proud that that was his boyfriend out there.

The arena went dark and Jean found himself humming along with a familiar American rock tune. Emerging from backstage was a dark-skinned Japanese wrestler who showboated quite a bit before he finally stepped in the ring. Thinking for a moment, Jean recognized him as another AFW wrestler, Haru Fujiwara, he had seen a few times in the gym. They'd made eye contact a few times while working out but he'd never spoken to Haru. Jean thought he was pretty hot but never ended up approaching him, from what gossip he had heard Haru was a bit unapproachable hard to get along with.

Haru stepped up into the ring and as soon as he did, immediately went on the offensive against Dave. Grabbing his hair, Haru yanked David's head back and delivered a series of brutal elbow shots right into his forehead, and then a huge kick into his chest to knock him down.

Dave watched Haru approach, and was about to exchange a friendly handshake, but the Japanese man instead yanked his hair back and brutally slammed a few elbow shots into Dave's forehead. Dave cried out in pain, almost missing the bell that signaled the match to begin.

Before he could focus himself, he felt a huge boot slam against his chest knocking him easily to the mat, where the back of his skull impacted the mat painfully.

Dave groaned at the sudden onslaught, trying to get back on his feet.

"Comon, he totally struck before the bell rang!" Jean shouted in anger, upset that the rules were being violated. As he looked around for a referee to complain too, he couldn't actually find one in or around the ring at all.

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Haru didn't give David a moment's rest to collect himself, he was behind David in an instant. Dragging Dave to his knees, he began to stomp on Dave's lower back repeatedly. The pain must have been enormous as Haru held Dave up by the hair after every kick. "Is that all you got?" Haru taunted, kicking David to the floor with a final stomp.

Dave breathed heavily when felt Haru grab him by the hair, and drag him to a kneeling position, before crying out in pain as he felt his opponent's boot dig into his lower back. Dave's face was contorted in a look of pain, before he heard his foe taunt him, kicking him down with another brutal stomp.
Dave struggled to his feet, trying to ignore the pain as he slammed his fist into Haru's abs....but to his shock and horror, it seemed to have no effect!

"Kick his ass David!" Jean cheered, biting his lip nervously and hoping his voice would reach his boyfriend. It was hard to watch Haru continue to beat on David without him having a chance to fight back.

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Haru laughed as Dave's hand impacted his perfect abs without any effect, giving an impressed smirk to the crowd. "Bad punch? Wanna try again?" Haru taunted confidently, putting his arms behind his head and leaving himself open. "Here, I'll even help you" he grinned, dropping one arm to grab David's wrist. "Like this" he said with a condescending tone, clearly talking down to him. Haru squeezed David's wrist to make him ball his fist and pushed it back, then slammed the fist into his own abs in a mock punch to show him how it was done.

Dave's face went red in embarrassment, as the audience laughed at his misfortune. With a surge of strength, he ripped his hand from Haru's grasp, running to the ropes and launching like an arrow toward Haru in a dropkick.

'This has to put him down for a few seconds' he thought.

Haru doubled over, retching and coughing after David's big dropkick. He gasped for air for several seconds before suddenly stopping and standing upright. "Nahhhh!" He flashed a peace sign and stuck his tongue out, having received little to no injury from the move.

Haru helped David up to his feet gingerly, even helping brush him off with a concerned look. However, his facial expression changed in an instant to a dead glare. Reeling his fist back, he delivered an uppercut worthy of an experienced boxer right into David's jaw and knocked him clear off his feet. "And that's how you throw a punch" he spat, as if he were talking to something disgusting.

Dave thought for a moment he finally was able to get in a shot at Haru with that dropkick, and allowed himself a smile. That smile promptly vanished when Haru held up the peace sign and stuck his tongue out.

He felt Haru help him to his feet, brushing off Dave's shoulder, when suddenly his expression switched to a terrifying glare. Before Dave could even blink, he felt a fist slam into his jaw in a strong uppercut. The impact knocked him off his feet and into the ropes in front of where Jean was standing.

Dave's mind was foggy from the hit as his body lay against the ropes, his arms draped over the top rope in an effort to support himself, while stars danced in his vision. He weakly shook his head, trying to clear it as he commanded his legs to move, but found that they would not obey.

Jean winced as if he was the one to take the nasty uppercut, no smile on his face as he saw David fall in front of him. He reached out to touch David and reassure him, but suddenly the space seemed to warp and he was impossibly far from reaching him.

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Meanwhile, Haru was again coming after David. Grabbing him by the hair, he forced David's torso under the top rope and then pulled him back over it effectively trapping him there. He switched to grabbing David's chin and hoisting it back, leaving David's abdomen exposed to him. Haru looked directly at Jean and stuck his tongue out with a wink before balling his fist and delivering a series of forearm clubs into David's chest. After a good four or five, he let David go to hang there, but got a good grip on his hair to force him to look at Jean. "Awww did you want to help him?" Haru taunting, making a mocking pout. "Too bad, he's alllllll mine" Haru laughed darkly, grabbing David's cheeks between his fingers and squeezing.

Dave was in such a daze, he could barely register the pain of his hair being pulled, as Haru set him up all nice so he could go to work on Dave's exposed chest and abs. Dave's body shook under the impact. After a few moments, he felt his half lidded gaze being forced to look at Jean, and he felt shame creeping up on his face as he recognized his boyfriend.

His shame was not done as Haru playfully squeezed his cheeks, and Dave could do nothing in his position to stop him.

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David's Dream

Dave looked around, seemingly in his own bedroom, dressed in his wrestling attire for some strange reason, and holding a white cloth in his hand. He looked at it quizzicly