Shizuku Yatori versus Yuuki Chigusa

"!" Yatori couldn't stop her backwards fall, not with one of her legs entwined around Chigusa's. She did, however, make to twist herself so that they landed on their sides instead of Yatori on her back and Chigusa on her.

The Mafiosi did wince as she had landed on one of her arms, which briefly loosened her grip on Chigusa's waist. "Not bad," she approved as she tried to reestablish her bear hug on Chigusa.

Chigusa was surprised when her opponent managed to turn both of them around during the fall so they landed on their sides. "She is an experienced fighter," Chigusa thought. Her bearhug loosened as well, as Chigusa freed her arm from under Yatori. When she felt Yatori loosen her hold, Chigusa quickly rolled off to the side away from Yatori. Fighting that close was not her strong suit, she needed distance to prepare her attacks.

Chigusa would get up as fast as she could. When Yatori gets up, Chigusa would try a running dropkick to the chest, a quick attack to give her the advantage.

Yatori grunted as Chigusa slipped out of her arms. Uh, oh... She got up slightly faster than Chigusa, being fresh and used to such maneuvers on the mat- only to see a running drop kick heading her way!

Startled and actually frightened, Yatori stumbled backwards, out of Chigusa's way- and onto her butt instead of her feet! "T-that was close," she breathed in relief. She could still remember both of Mina Mistletoe's terrifyingly fast drop kicks, and while she won that match (not to mention dodging or parrying both drop kicks), she'd ended up aching and with a healthy respect for the attack.

She looked to her opponent...

Chigusa's kick missed, but she was far from finished. If she couldn't land that attack, she'll just try another. She managed to turn herself in midair and land on her feet shakily. She steadied herself before attempting to attack again. Yatori falling onto the ground gave her more time than she needed to recover.

"She's fast too," Chigusa thought, "To have dodged that..."

Chigusa would start rushing at Yatori just as the Mafiosi was getting up, timing her attack in such a way that right as Yatori gets up, she would get speared in the stomach with a shouldertackle.

Shaken from her close call with a drop kick, Yatori was just on her feet when Chigusa barreled into her. "Urk!"

She doubled over Chigusa, hands seeking purchase, her left arm hooking onto Chigusa's waist and her right hand pressing into Chigusa's throat to keep her opponent from forcing her onto her back, the Mafiosi gasping desperately upon Chigusa's back. Ugh... that hurt...

Chigusa hadn't expected her opponent to manage to grab a hold of her before she could finish the move. She would have to change tactics again. "Yatori's providing a pretty good fight!" Chigusa thought, "I haven't been this excited in ages."

Chigusa would wrap her arms around Yatori's waist, then attempt to lift her up and fall backwards, attempting an over the shoulder brainbuster on Yatori.

Yatori was still panting from the blow she'd taken when Chigusa seized firm hold of her waist. Uh, oh, she thought as her feet began to leave the ground by her opponent's volition.

Desperately she shoved at Chigusa with all her strength to try and break free before she could be painfully dropped on a body part of hers. By happenstance the hand originally at Chigusa's throat shoved towards one of Chigusa's breasts...

Chigusa felt Yatori struggling and pushing down, but still held on. She was going to make this move count, and make it hurt as much as she could. That is, until Yatori's hand went there.

"Kya!" Chigusa cried out when Yatori's hand not only grabbed her breast, but somehow managed to get inside her uniform and grab the bare flesh. She nearly lost control of the move and dropped Yatori right on to of her, but instead managed to flop to the side, dropping Yatori in a pathetic side drop instead.

Yatori had but a brief moment to enjoy fondling (albeit unintentionally, though she had no regrets and indeed enjoyed the sensation) the startled Chigusa's admittedly fine breast before being dropped to the side ingloriously.

"Ugh!" Releasing Chigusa's breast, Yatori rolled with the impact long enough to stop herself while on her forearms and knees. "Okay," she grunted, "Not shabby, could be better..." She was referring to her escape, but Chigusa just might misinterpret her comment as regarding her breast...

Chigusa rolled away from Yatori, using one of her hands to touch the breast that Yatori had so ingloriously fondled. Her uniform had been ripped open at the neck and shoulders, no doubt due to the awkward position that Yatori was in. She then heard Yatori's words, obviously misinterpreting them due to the mindset she was in.

"Not shabby? Could be better?" Chigusa thought. She was furious after hearing that. "Don't you go insulting me!" she yelled, charging at Yatori blindly, fists raised.