Tension World Title Match: Reira Kirishima (C) vs. Kozue Kaburagi

Reira had plenty to say as Kozue pulled her by her hair up to her feet. Mostly it was very very unsavory things about Kozue...and Kozue's mother...and her fans...and something about the amount of dicks she had to suck just to get into the league...but she said nothing. Several hard punches and a couple knee's to the chest would do that to a person.

Trying to clear her head, foggy after so many hard punches to the face, Reira was left standing in Kozue's grip, temporarily stunned as she tried to shake away the dancing stars in her vision.

Ideas were forming in Kozue’s devious little mind, ways she could even the score with Reira. Unfortunately, those ideas involved walking and jumping and running, things she was having trouble doing without seriously hurting her already battered foot. She’d have to suck it up and deal. This was for the belt, after all. It was worth the pain.

First step was getting Reira out of the ring, since she’d need gravity on her side for what came next. That was simple enough, really. All, she had to do was get the champion up, using the convenient handhold her hair made, forcing her to stand against the ropes. From there, Kozue took a stepped back, twisted around, and clobbered Reira in the face with a spinning heel kick, giving her an up close view of the poor digits she’d been abusing.

Kozue put as much as she could spare into the blow, hoping it would be enough to knock her over the ropes and send her tumbling to the floor.

Despite what some people may have been thinking after the focus Reira had regarding Kozue's foot, Reira was in no way a foot person. In fact, she hated feet. Weird, nasty little things. Made you late for dinner. How there could be a fetish for such things baffled her.

So of course The Ninja Bitch, as she had decided to name her, kicked her square in the face with her bare freaking foot, knocking the redheaded bitch over the ropes, causing her to crash onto the floor below, groaning weakly and rubbing her face, slowly trying to use the nearby announcers table to pull herself back up.

Reira was on the floor, near the announcer table, at the perfect distance for what Kozue had in mind. The crowd was feeling it, too, chanting her name, egging her on.

”Kozue! Kozue! Kozue!”

She knew what she needed to do, it was just a matter of getting the balls to do it. She took a deep breath, gripped the top rope tight, waiting for Reira to rise up just a little… ”Nogutsnoglorynogutsnoglorynogutsnoglory-”

Without another second waisted, Kozue pulled back on the rope and vaulted over it, turning it into a human-sized slingshot. She sailed over the apron and flew towards Reira with her legs extended, going for a massive dropkick from above, tailor-made for the champion’s chest.

Reira had only just gotten back to her feet and was looking back at the ring when an IFB, Identified Flying Bitch, flew over the ropes and kicked her in the chest, knocking the champ back, not just into, but onto the nearby announcers table, Reira groaning, arms clutching at her chest, right in front of the guest announcers for the night.

Indeed, Clyde and...whoever the fuck would be the first people Reira saw as she tried to get her wind back, leaving her looking back and forth between them as she panted.

"W...What the fuck!? There's two of you now!?"

"OH LORD HAVE MERCY!" Shouted the Cowboy as he watched Kozue sail legs first over the ropes for a near suicidal move! Blasting Reira in the chest in front of the screaming fans, sending the champion flopping on top of the table in front of Tension's two best announcers from down south!

Clyde never moved but he'd look at Reira and sling an arm around Belle's shoulder to take a short break from announcing.

"Howdy Reira! This is Belle. She's a fan." said the cowboy as he gave a pleasant wave.

Belle scooted back just a bit as Reira crashed onto the announce table. Her eyes lit up at the closeness the match was getting to her but was more surprised at Clyde's arm. She leaned her head against Clyde and tried not to purr.

"Eh, not really, but it looks like that ain't gonna matter! Belle B. Barker, at yer service!" She chirped! "Sorta glad ya dodged Clyde with what that ninja gal's doin to ya though!"

When Kozue’s kick connected, her poor foot took the impact head on and send a bolt of pain up her calf. There was also the small manner of landing, and while connecting with the kick managed to take away some of the force, she still came down rough on the floor, crashing onto her side.

But she got to see Reira go flying onto the announce table, saw the silly look in her eyes as the kick connected. Satisfying. Extremely.

Kozue rolled back and grabbed the apron, using it for support as she got up to her feet, just in time to see that the champion’s attention was directed elsewhere. Clyde and the hot cowgirl he was randomly hanging around with were having a nice little conversation. Not a problem, though. She knew the perfect way to remind Reira of the important things.

She hopped towards Reira on her good foot, hopped again, then leaped up and came down on her chest with an elbow drop. With any luck, it would hit the same spot she’d hit with the dropkick a few seconds ago. ”Cutting in!”

Reira could only glare at the two guest announcers, looking back and forth between them.

"...Hate you...Hate you both..."

She muttered, before letting out a cry as Air Kozue dropped back in to be a bitch, dropping her bitch elbow on the same spot she had hit with her flying bitch kick.

"GAH!FUCKINGGHHAHATEYOUALL!"

Paper flew all about as Kozue planted her elbow right in the middle of Reira’s chest, dead on, bullseye, perfect hit. It got an immediate reaction from the champion, which gave her a little time to enjoy the scenery.

”Clyde. Hot chick.” Kozue threw a salute their way and put one foot on the table. ”Might wanna move back a couple of steps.”

With one hand around Reira’s wrist and the other sunk deep in the muddled mess that was her hair, Kozue made her way up on top of the table and pulled her opponent along for the ride. As soon as they were both on top of the desk, she wrapped her arm around the champ’s head and got her into position for a vertical suplex. It was against the rules for Kozue to slam Reira into the desk, but dropping her on the floor? That was kosher. Totally.