Makie Akamatsu Vs. Belinda Northman: No count outs match

Belinda was determined, fast determined to make this her chance for a comeback in this match and shift to momentum so that she could get a good run going. She wasn't planning to fall behind the Akamatsu girl, her plan was to win this fight and even the score between their two families a bit.

As such Belinda gritted her teeth at the elbow to her skull but it didn't deter her. Instead it more spurred her on than anything else. As long as Makie could fight back like that she wasn't doing her job properly in this match.

With willpower and physical strength the blond cutie would try and lift the raven haired cutie up and throw her backwards with a mighty German suplex, Belinda bridged with the move but she didn't stop there. Instead she tried to roll them up to their feet again and try and hit another one. All before she'd try roll them over and attempt to pull Makie up for something more.

Makie's head slowly tilted from side to side as she lay groaning on her back, one leg kicking weakly. Determined as she was, her spine was a throbbing mess of dull aches right now, and she couldn't muster the willpower or the energy to sit up. Before she even knew what was happening, however, she was yanked upright. Pain surged through her back as she was forced wobblingly onto her feet again, and it was all she could do to maintain her balance.

That is, until Belinda's arms slid around her bare navel again. A horrible sense of deja vu overcame Makie, before she was tilted backwards again. For the second time in a row, Makie was suplexed hard into the mat. Her entire body jolted like livewire from the impact, and the blow sent her flopping over onto her front, where she lay face-down and unmoving. The crowd winced; for a moment, it looked like Belinda's brutal succession of suplexes had taken the fight out of the Akamatsu girl.

The combo of suplexes seemed to go of without a hitch and it looked as if the crowd was starting to rally behind Belinda now, while also showing their sympathy for the hurting Makie who looked to be pretty badly of. Belinda had planned on perhaps keeping her assault going but as she moved over onto her knees and looked on at Makie for a second she saw how it looked as if Makie might be out of it.

The young blond would attempt to move over and lay her chest across the Makie's as one arm would try and hook Makie's leg, while the other'd try and press down against Makie's face, attempting to pin her opponent down onto the mat.

The ref-girl soon enough would slide in next to them and slap her hand down for the first count. " ONE!"

Makie groaned as she was rolled unceremoniously onto her front, before she was quickly covered by Belinda. She seemed to remain unmoving, even as Belinda pressed a hand down against her face, and even as her fans stomped and chanted in unison for her to get up...

Laying on top of Makie it was as if the world was still at the moment, the young blond had no idea if she would actually win here and now, but she kind of hoped so. So far Makie was a tough opponent but she had more riding on this match than just her desire to beat someone as good as Makie. It was about pride, not just hers but family pride!

The ref's arm soon enough shot down once again as she shouted out..." TWO!.."

It wouldn't be long now...just one more count and this nearly endless feeling would stop and joy would wash over the young blond...it was only a matter of time in her mind now...just one more count and she'd be the winner. Now it was only a question of Makie would stay down.

The audience held their breath as the ref lifted her arm for the third count. Was this it? Was Makie finally done for? After such a brutal bout, and taking so much punishment from Belinda, it wouldn't be too surpising if Makie had finally run out of steam.

Just as the arm came down, however, Makie suddenly twisted, getting a shoulder up just in time to break the count. A portion of the audience burst into cheers at this. She had taken one hell of a beating, and must have been sore all over, but Makie Akamatsu wasn't done with this match yet!

There was a dead silence in the arena as the ref-girl was raising her hand for the final count, as that hand was making it's way down relief was filling Belinda's heart...though just about a few mili-seconds before that hand smacked down against the mat did Makie kick out of the pin!

Belinda's heart sank for a moment as she moved up to her knees...she couldn't believe it, but it seemed as if Makie was a really tough girl...The young blond would shake her head a bit before she'd try and reach out for Makie's head and try and pull her in towards her, attempting to then try and get them up towards their feet. "Y-you're really tough Makie..." Belinda spoke out as she'd try and pull Makie's head in underneath her armpit and use her other arms to grab at Makie's tight white shorts, before attempting to pull the raven haired girl up off of the mat and into the air...before finally attempting to throw her backwards with a vertical suplex!

Makie groaned and toppled onto her back again as Belinda rolled off of her, the slight kick of her leg being the only sign of life. Her chest heaved as she sucked in air, but at that moment she was in no position to be fighting back. As such, she made no effort to resist as Belinda grabbed her by the head, dragging her shakily up to her feet.

It wasn't until her head was clamped under Belinda's arm and she was lifted upside-down, however, that she suddenly acted. Feeling the blood rushing to her head, Makie reacted instinctively, suddenly shooting her arms down and slamming her knees against Belinda's bare midsection, while at the same time shifting her weight backwards. If all went as planned, then she would reverse Belinda's attempted vertical suplex into a stunner as she slammed her foe's forehead against the mat!

Belinda's attempts to lift Makie up were cut short mid way as Makie's legs shot up into her chest, the impact knocked air out of Belinda's lungs and would probably have had the blond stumble back if she wasn't then pulled down down with her head right into the mat in what could probably be described as a makeshift tornado ddt!

"NNGH!!" Belinda yelped out through gritted teeth as the blow knocked her for a loop, stunning her as her arms and legs were eagles spread as she laid on her front. Groaning out from the powerful impact.

Slamming down onto her back, Makie took several deep breaths, sucking in air after avoiding a potentially game-ending suplex from Belinda. Next to her, the Swedish girl lay groaning on her front, her face obscured by her blonde hair. Taking several deep breaths, Makie slowly pushed herself up to a seated position, her movements slow after taking so much punishment from her blonde opponent. Now, though, it was time to return the favour.

Grabbing onto Belinda's blonde hair in both hands, Makie dragged her up to her feet, breathing almost as hard as her opponent. Shifting her grip onto Belinda's arm, shw would whip Belinda towards the ropes...but keep her grip on her arm, at the last minute yanking her back and unbalancing her as as Makie spun, aiming to nail Belinda with a spinning kick across the temple. "HYAAAAH!"