Kyo Akamatsu vs Yuki Nakamura

Standard match, 1 fall
Basic pro style rules
Victory by pin, submission or K.O.


The crowd was bustling with excitement as they gathered for one of the first matches in AFW's new official Tension tournament. Tournies in AFW's Tension division were a rarity, with most of the good tournaments being reserved for the Friction division and it vast array of superstars. The Tension division, by contrast, almost never recieved any spotlight events. That is, until now.

Already, people were anticipating seeing some of their wrestlers enter the fray, and more than a few people were placing bets on whether the overall winner would be a guy or a girl. Either way, everyone was riled up and excited to see the first match in the event, and more importantly, to see who the first competitors would be.






They wouldn't have to wait long. "Battery" by Metallica began to play, and a legion of fangirls erupted into cheering as Kyo Akamatsu strode into the arena. He miled slightly and nodded to his fans as he strode purposefully towards the ring. He wore only a simple pair of black knee-length tights, along with matching boots and pads, leaving his tattooed upper body exposed. Making his way to the ring, Kyo slid under the ropes and hopped up to his feet, standing tall in the squared circle.

It had been a while since his hard-fought win against Carmen Rodriguez. Since then, Kyo had realized that he could still aim higher-- he had the potential to make a bid for the Tension championship belt. To even be considered as a competitor, though-- and to take on an opponent as vicious as Reira Kirishima-- he would need to prove himself with more wins, against tougher opponents. He tensed, wondering just who he would have to prove himself against tonight...

The lights dimmed dramatically as fog rolled onto the ramps. Yuki took a deep breath, a little nervous considering she was in a Tension Tournament match. After her two wins against Ash and Lily, was she really ready for this? She had no more time to think as she pulled the white cloak and hood on and made her way out.

(Entrance Music)

Taking her slow measured steps toward the arena, with her cloak and hood hiding her features from the crowd, she tried to focus on the match.

After climbing the steps into the ring, the music picked up, and on cue, Yuki whipped away her cloak, revealing her in her MMA top and tight shorts, both pure snow white to match her hair. Her blue eyes landed on her opponent, and they were filled with determination and a fierce fire. Her wins have galvanized her to be the best she can be, and she was gonna prove it!!

Spoiler:

Yuki looked her opponent up and down. He was built well, and was a bit taller than her, but she knew size wasn't the deciding factor in matches like this.

Crossing the ring, she extended a hand in a friendly gesture, "Hello My name is Yuki Nakamura. Good luck in the match."

Kyo watched as his opponent entered the arena and made her way to the ring. She was shorter and lighter than him, and wore the shorts and sports bra of an MMA fighter. Despite her elegant braid of silver and her slight build, her arms and abs were fit and well built, and she had a fiery blaze of determination blazing in her eyes.

She also, Kyo quickly discovered, had a very sportswomanlike attitude, as the first thing she did was step up and offer her hand. Smiling, Kyo shook her hand firmly. "Kyo Akamatsu, pleased to meet you," he replied with a smile, before gesturing to her garb. "I'm guessing you're more used to the octagon than the ring? It's a shame we couldn't have fought there instead."

Yuki smiled, "Yeah. But it's nice here in AFW. Anyway, may the best fighter win."

She gave a cute little smile and winked at him, moving to the corner and waiting for the bell. Her opponent seemed nice enough. From what she could tell, he looked like an honorable fighter, a trait that was so rare nowadays.

Yuki seemed nice enough. She was courteous, polite, and had the attitude of someone who fought professionally and honourably in the ring. Kyo was a little surprised, though, when she gave him both a sweet smile and a wink. His face blushed slightly. Was she flirting with him? Kyo honestly couldn't tell, and for a moment he almost forgot to move back into his corner. Damn it Kyo, don't lose focus like this...


Moving back int his corner, Kyo rotated his shoulders, prepping himself for the match. And then, abruptly, the bell rang. Moving out of his corner, Kyo moved to the centre of the ring and began to circle, watching Yuki carefully and motioning for a lockup....

Yuki smiled and acted like she was going for the lockup, when she lashed out with a kick to the gut, knocking him back into the corner. Wasting no time, she darted in and went to town, her fists crashing into his abs.

At first, Yuki smiled and darted out of her corner, circling him and mirroring him as though ready to go for a lockup as well. That should have been the first alarm bell for Kyo: there was no way a lighter opponent like Yuki would have agreed to go for a lockup, especially when everything about her suggested that she was a striker. In retrospect, Kyo wondered if maybe his head was still a little in the clouds from that wink.

Either way, Yuki suddenly switched from her feint and came lunging in at him. Kyo switched his stance a fraction of a second too late-- Yuki darted in, slamming a kick into his gut. "UUH!" Kyo grunted as he was pushed into the corner, where Yuki began to pummel him with punches. He winced with each blow, his abs soaking the damage as he tried to recover and fight back...

Yuki smiled a bit as she darted in and out, putting some well placed strikes to his abs and legs, hoping to keep him down. Movement and speed were key here, and as long as she had momentum, she would have an edge.

"Ugh...uuuuugh!" Kyo gasped as he doubled over under Yuki's onslaught. Knowing that he had to get out, he attempted to catch one of Yuki's arms and twist, hoping to reverse their positions and slam her against the turnbuckle, before nailing her with a kick to the midsection.

Yuki gasped as Kyo caught her arm and threw her into the turnbuckle, reversing their positions. She managed to block the kick to the midsection, and pushed him roughly back in order to give her some room, darting in to strike at his legs.