Makie Akamatsu Vs. Belinda Northman: No count outs match

Belinda was not in a very good spot...hell neither of the two girl's were looking to good at the moment. Damp hair that stuck to their skulls as their sweat covered bodies shun in the lights...both of them panted and huffed for air as they seemed just drained. Their movements getting more and more sloppy with each passing second in this grueling match that had the two skilled young ladies throw family pride on the line.

With two handfuls of Belinda's blond hair Makie had soon enough managed to pull the tired frame of the blue clad wrestler up and with a powerful yank she was sent running towards the ropes which she bounced right back off and came running towards Makie. Who's leg instantly snapped into her skull as Belinda even just came close, the frame of the blond made a 180 degree spin before she collapsed down onto her back...arms and legs eagle spread...

Makie nearly lost her balance as her boot collided with Belinda's head, the blow sending a tremor up her leg as the blonde went down with a crash. Regaining her balance, Makie saw that she had effectively floored Belinda, and dropped down to her knees, before lying down across her foe, hooking one of her legs back for another pinfall attempt. In an instant, the ref girl was next to them, starting the countdown once again.

"ONE..."

Belinda groaned out as she was barley even aware what was going on, she let out a weak grunt as Makie's frame laid itself across her and the raven haired foe of hers hooked her leg up like that. The pin count started quickly as the ref was on high alert now after the high paced action between the two young fighters.

The first count came with no life from Belinda at all, the crowd was loud in their screams for Belinda to get up and kick out of this pin.

"TWO!..." The refgirl soon shouted out as she slapped that hand of hers down onto the mat, the screams of the crowd still going as they shouted for Belinda to get up...the arm rose up once more and it looked as if things would be over. Though in the final moment, Belinda's body would instinctivly shoot up and to the side! Breaking that pin of Makie's before it reached the three count.

At this point, Makie was really hoping that Belinda would stay the hell down. The match was slowly but surely starting to take its toll on her, and every part of her body was now crying out to just lie down and relax. But she had a match to win first-- provided, of course, that she made it to the three count.

A second later, though, Belinda's body twisted to the side. Exhaling a deep breath and propping herself up on her hands, Makie caught her breath for a bit, before grabbing a hold of Belinda's hair to hold her close to her. "Dammit...why won't you stay down?" Grabbing a hold of Belinda's arm, Makie decided to use a new submission hold she had learned from her brothers: bending Belinda's arm painfully behind her back, she pressed her body close to Belinda's so that they were almost cheek to cheek, before scissoring the girl's waist and dropping back, getting her blonde opponent trapped in a Kimura lock!

Belinda groaned out after she had managed to twist herself to the side and break the pin of Makie Akamastu...this match was really taking a lot out of her, her entire body was aching...especially her head.

Makie soon enough grabbed a hold of her hair and pulled her in a bit closer before letting out those words. The blond would grit her teeth and attempt to swing around to throw a straight punch into Makie's face! If she could do so and catch Makie off guard to stun her, she would try and grab a hold of Makie by her arms to try and throw her down onto her front ahead of Belinda.

The young blond would quickly try and crawl up on top of Makie's back, trying to snag Makie's right leg with her legs, as she'd proceed to try and lay herself on top of Makie's sweaty back with her own sweaty front to loop her arms in underneath Makie's chin, trying to go for a quick STF submission hold ! "Y-you're the one who won't...stay down!"

Makie was breathing hard now as she grabbed a handful of Belinda's hair, yanking her up to her feet. Too late, she realized her mistake-- she should have wrapped Belinda up while she was grounded instead of giving her a chance to stand and recover. Makie realized this just as a balled fist from Belinda smacked into her face! Stars danced across her vision, and the blow sent her crumpling onto her back, groaning and kicking her legs.

As she shook her head, trying to clear out the cobwebs, she felt Belinda roll her over. Gasping, she felt Belinda scissor her leg, before her head was wrenched sideways in an STF. "MMMMPH!" she cried, her voice muffled by Belinda's crisscrossing arms, her face momentarily obscured and leaving just her short black hair visible. Feeling the pain building in her neck, she grabbed at Belinda's arms and pressed a knee to the mat, trying to twist around in Belinda's grip. If she managed to slide under Belinda and turn to face her, then she would wast no time pushing a hand against her chin and trying to roll the two of them over as she huffed and fought for control.

If she failed, though, then she would be forced into plan B-- holding out for as long as possible as she crawled towards the ropes!

Rolling Makie over and laying herself down onto that back, sweat mingling between the young girls as Belinda's bare midriff brushed against Makie's bare back, the two young sweat covered girl's making for a rather lovely scene for the crowd to oogle at. The young blond's arms wrapped up against Makie's face and started to pull her backwards into an awkward and painful position.

With the STF locked in firmly Belinda grunted from the effort she was putting into it, there was no denying how serious these two young combatants were with each other as they fought tooth and nail for their pride and the pride of their families! Belinda had no desire to let her sister down and she bet Makie didn't want to let her brother down!

Makie's struggles though were starting to become problematic to say the least, she was stuck in a position she didn't want to be and was fighting like crazy to get out, had Belinda been a bit more fresh and her mind not as fuzzy as it was after that kick she could probably have easily held Makie in this hold....but as it was the young girl managed to jostle them to their side and the raven haired girl soon managed to twist around so they were front to front, their lightly covered chests pressing against each other as Makie's hand went up against Belinda's chin.

" Mmn.." the blond groaned out in struggle as she'd try and keep her legs locked around Makie's, her hands went away from Makie's head and tried to grab a hold of her foe's arms to try and force them away from her and start to jostle for some control back against her...well it was no point in calling Makie anything else after the kind of match they were going through...her rival.

At this point, the two girls were sweating quite a bit from their brutal match, and Makie was able to use that slipperiness to her advantage, managing to roll herself underneath Belinda so that she was chest-to-chast against her blonde opponent. The feeling of Belinda's warm body against hers was admittedly a bit distracting, but she had other things on her mind as Belinda managed to scissor her leg and force her arms away. Gritting her teeth, she fought back, trying to free her arms as the two of them fell into a tangle of limbs on the mat.

Breathing hard, Makie remembered one submission hold Kyo had taught her. She would try to free one or both of her arms. If she managed that, then she would try to grab a hold of one of Belinda's wrists, and, arching her body to roll them both onto their sides, would try to bend her arm painfully behind her back in a Kimura lock.

"Give up, Northman," she would hiss into Belinda's ear if she managed to lock in the hold, her cheek resting against Belinda's as the two girls were pressed close to each other.

Belinda and Makie laid against each other for now with their pretty generously busted frames pressing against each other as the two short haired fighters sweaty frames rubbed together. Belinda blushed faintly at the sensation, which was distracting enough for Makie to push them over to their sides and took a hold of Belinda's arm, locking it tightly into that painful Kimura lock.

" Aaagh...aahuh.." Belinda winced and whined as Makie's cheek pressed against hers, their breasts mashed up as Belinda's free hand went up to push and pull at Makie trying to free herself from Makie's deadly and painful hold. " N-no...You won't make me quit...Akamatsu!" Belinda exclaimed as she slid around with her feet, looking for a way to escape.

Makie felt Belinda squirm in her grip, causing the Swede's body to rub against her own. Blushing, and feeling Belinda's warm painting on her cheek, Makie breathed hard and tried to maintain her grip. "Tap...before...I break it...Northman!" she exclaimed back. She could tell, though, that Belinda meant what she said-- that she was not going to tap, no matter how badly the kimura lock hurt.

Taking a deep breath, Makie pressed her knees to the mat and tried to stand up, maintaining her lock and pulling Belinda up with her. She would try not to give Belinda time to retaliate, however, before suddenly arching back, using her grip on Belinda's arm and using her free hand to grab the other girl's thigh as she tried to nail her in a quick and effective suplex!