What comes after a beating ? [Lariatooooooooo!]

Following their intense match that had caused both girls to suffer some major damage and go at it like just the two of them could! Chloe had just been able to beat her probably....number one rival ever, not that the Brazilian would ever admit that to Akino. Mostly cause of pride and well...other feelings...still the matches she had with Akino and the relationship they had built up as rivals was probably the most intense and best thing that Chloe had going for her here in Japan. She wouldn't have it any other way...well maybe she would have wanted to have won their first match, but at least now she was able to beat her rival! That was the best new for her.

After both of them had gone to their respective locker rooms following their match the two of them had cleaned up, gotten dressed and Chloe decided to take Akino home with her, considering that Akino was now her price and she could do whatever she wanted with the blue haired girl. Dressed in a pair of loose fitting jeans and a black tank top which was covered by a baggy grey hoodie, most likely two or maybe even three sizes too big for the young Brazilian. She wasn't a very big girl to begin with so it was odd for her to wear such big clothes. In a size perspective, if she didn't wear a belt around her waist her pants would probably slip right off of her waist and the hoodie was in such a size that even for some of the bigger girls in AFW like Cecilia Northman it would look rather big. The sleeves were folded up though so it wasn't much of a hindrance.

Taking a cab home with Akino they soon arrived at a somewhat run-down apartment block It was far from the stuff that many other stars lived with. You could call it spartan....or you could call it a complete dump. The Brazilian moved out of the cab, of course helping out her rival should she want it and would proceed to move up the stairs, it was a painful climb...her body had no adrenaline to keep her going as she had done in the match and every single step she took felt as if it was going to snap a body part of hers or that she was simply just going to collapse. Once she was up at her door she brought out the keys from her pocket...she realized she had left her bag at AFW...well she hadn't forgotten it, she just didn't have the strength to carry it. Keys though, they were probably still in the bag. Shiiit! she thought...oh well. She grabbed a hold of the door handle wiggled it a bit then pulled the door upwards by the handle and sent a swift kick to the bottom of the door, a click could be heard from the door lock and a pull the door was now open and unlocked. " Here we are, Aki-chan. Haha" Chloe let out as she'd open to the door and move in.

Inside was a small place, basically a hallway, a bathroom and well a room. The room that was the apartment was a decently large room, but it had everything of Chloe's in it. A cupboard in the corner, a small collection of mattresses on the stacked on top of each other as a make-shift bed. A couch on the far off wall, a 32 inch television, she had a small table in the center and on the eastern wall there was a small pentry with a two stove plates, a sink and small place to cut stuff and work on and a small fridge/freezer combo, she had a microwave but seemingly no oven. In the corner was a big bag which had a bunch of store bought bento boxes and take out boxes, used of course. " Welcome to my shitty home! " Chloe'd let out as she'd wrap an arm around Akino in a overtly friendly manner and pull her close, of course this wasn't just to be friendly and annoy Akino...it was also to help support herself as she thought she might fall down at any moment...but it was a good cover up, maybe ?

While Chloe was taking in all the wonderful feelings from her hard-earned victory tonight, Akino’s mind was on the other end of the spectrum. Why had she let herself get goaded into a rematch with the speedy Brazilian so soon? Her ribs which had been severely damaged in another match some time ago had been close to making a full recovery. Another couple weeks maybe, and she would’ve been at a hundred percent again. But no. Akino been stubborn and given Chloe a match she wasn’t ready for. And now not only did the cocky Brazilian have a victory to hold over the maid’s head, but Akino was now nothing more than Chloe’s pet. Her slave. Or whatever Chloe wanted her to be. So while the Brazilian was gleeful as could be, Akino was plagued with anger and frustration to accompany the intense pain surging through her body.

It had taken Akino a while to change out of her maid dress into a low cut t-shirt and jeans, coincidentally the same outfit she’d been wearing the day they’d met at the arcade. The shirt came just low enough to cover the tape over Akino’s ribs, which she hadn’t had time to get changed at the arena after the match. When she saw Chloe in her ridiculously large hoodie, she raised an eyebrow curiously, but couldn’t conjure up anything to say about it. Clearly it was going to take a bit for the bitterness of her defeat to wash off. Time would get her there soon enough, but for now she had nothing to say.

She was equally quite in the cab ride, content to keep her arms crossed while staring out the window. And once they pulled up to the run-down apartment complex, Akino could feel her disgust at her situation increase just a little more. The place was significantly different than Akino’s, but she kept that thought to herself too as Chloe helped her out of the cab and helped her up to the front door...which Chloe then had some trouble opening. Akino watched the girl struggle with it for a moment before finally getting it open and moving in.

Akino stepped in after her and looked around with her eyebrow slightly raised. It looked even worse inside than it did on the outside. There wasn’t even a bed, just a couple mattresses! But until Chloe said otherwise, this was where Akino was stuck. “How...quaint...” she finally said after the Brazilian draped an arm over her.

Chloe didn't exactly have a very nice apartment and she knew that, though she was living on her own dime as a rather new and not very established talent here in AFW...that was about the best she could afford, as well as her having not that much need for all the fancy things, she was fine with just this. The words coming out of Akino's pretty lips was pretty much exactly what Chloe had expected....it was what she expected from anyone really...

" Haha! quaint indeed." Chloe let out as she would take off her own shoes with the aid of her feet, tossing them to the side as she'd pull away from Akino and started to head into the apartment, " Take off your shoes." The white haired girl spoke as she would walk up towards the "kitchen"...she'd open up the fridge and look around for a bit. " You want something to eat ?" The girl let out as she'd then straighten herself up and pull off her hoodie, tossing it down onto the couch as she'd reveal her frame now only covered by a white tank top...actually a wife-beater as it was clear it was a bit too big for her and probably meant for a guy, underneath the wife-beater was her black bra that was quite visible through the loose fitting wife-beater.

Akino kicked off her shoes when told to do so, and crossed her arms under her chest while taking a few steps further into the apartment while Chloe walked off. The one-eyed woman felt so lost in this place, not sure where she should go or what she should do. She eyed the couch, debating going over to take a seat for a moment before finally forcing her feet to take her over there.

“I’m not hungry.” she answered when Chloe asked if she wanted something to eat. Funny how getting beaten to a pulp and imprisoned can ruin an appetite. But as she sat on the couch Akino tried to take her mind off that as much as she could. She crossed one leg over the other, took a deep breath, and tried to relax herself as much as possible. Not much progress was made, but she was really trying.

Ahh...of course, Akino was bitter about the defeat...well Chloe couldn't say she wouldn't be either, she had been plenty bitter when she lost to the blue haired woman, but now she was pretty damn happy and she could rub it into that cute face as much as she wanted. Chloe would pull out a bento box from the fridge.

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She would pull out a pair of chopstick which were placed from a drawer and then move up towards the cough, climbing up onto it and then dropping down onto the couch right next to the Japanese girl, she would open up the lid of the store bought bento box and then proceed to start munching on the rice! For a few second she'd do it before she'd take a hold of the omelet and move it up towards Akino's face. " Open up!" She let out in a rather...commanding tone, as she'd offer or perhaps it was a real command to give Akino the omelet piece in the meal.

The young girl would then proceed to eat the deep fried chicken piece, she wasn't eating all that well mannered, instead more like a beast devouring the food....but what could you say. It wasn't exactly fine dining. " Always eat after a fight, baka. Food is great after a fight." Chloe let as she'd jab her elbow into Akino's arm.

Akino remained still when Chloe plopped down beside her on the couch and began eating. She tried to just ignore the Brazilian’s presence as much as possible...until she heard the girl’s voice. The bluenette turned her head to face Chloe, and for a moment she just stared at her, strongly considering turning down the “command.” She certainly didn’t like being told what to do, nor did she have any interest in being fed like a child. Still, a deal was a deal, and Akino wasn’t in much of a position to say no.

So she relented, opened her mouth and leaned in to bite the offered piece of omelet. She sat back as she was and chewed, and cringed just a bit at the taste. Not that it was the worst she’d ever eaten, but some of this store-bought, microwavable stuff was definitely going to take some getting used to for her.

Chloe watched as Akino reluctantly took that omelette piece and ate it. It was rather cute to see. Following it the white haired girl would munch in as much food as she could as fast as she could. Once done she'd close the bento box and throw it to the side into one of the open plastic bags next to the couch. Relaxing for a second or two before she'd let out a rather large burp...Chloe would stretch her arms out and legs as she sat on the couch.

" Aaah...well! just tell me when you get hungry Aki. Other than that...uuuh yeah, sorry about the place not being all that hot you know. Kinda hard to do this whole wrestling thing on your own captial." Chloe let out as she would turn to look at Akino for a second, " It's not like they give out cash for being great at games, Haha!"....the mood wasn't all that great, but she figured she'd at least try and talk to her rival a bit...see if she couldn't brighten it a little.

Akino cringed when she heard her captor burp. Apparently Chloe’s eating habits and table manners were about as proper as her apartment was. Though the fact that the Brazilian was wrestling “on her own capital,” as she’d put it, made the situation just a bit more understandable. Granted Akino could hardly relate, coming from a fairly wealthy family that had assisted whenever needed with her financial matters. But she could imagine how much more difficult certain things might’ve been for her without all of that.

When their encounter at the arcade was brought up, Akino merely scoffed. “It’s even more unfortunate they don’t give it out for being lucky. You’d be quite a rich woman, I’m sure.”

Chloe would wince a bit at that comment of Akino's, something that would make the white haired Brazilian lean in a bit closer to Akino and then blow roughly into the girl's ear. Before she'd mover her hand up to the back of the girl's head and give it a light slap.

" Oi! I kicked your ass didn't I. You're gonna say that luck was enough to beat you ? Haha! So any person with a rabbits foot will kick your butt." Chloe teased as she let out a few laughs, moving in to then try and look into Akino's face a bit closer. " not to mention I kicked your butt in this match too! Didn't even need to sweat it either! Hah!"

While Chloe's situation wouldn't be all that bad if she had her parents support, which she didn't...it wouldn't be as bad as it was if she didn't try and help out her old friends from Brazil all the time, she had always hung out with a sort of..rowdy crew and all, which she kinda felt she had to take care of. It was just her style, she took care of those she bonded with, as much as she could.

Akino’s calm composure quickly disappeared when Chloe suddenly blew into her ear. The bluenette cringed, squirmed and covered here ear in immediate reaction, and was just about to ask the Brazilian what the hell she was doing, before a hand swatted the back of her head.

She leaned away and grimaced in mild annoyance as Chloe spoke, particularly when the girl started bragging about her victory in the match. “Tch. Whatever.” Akino said, scooting further away from Chloe and averting her gaze from the woman. Certainly there were a number of factors unrelated to skill that had contributed to the outcome to the outcome of their bout, though the same could likely said of almost any TLC match that had ever taken place. But Akino didn’t want to make excuses for herself - or at least, she didn’t want to argue over it. She might’ve gone into that match injured, regardless of whether Chloe had known, but she’d considered it her own responsibility to find a way to adapt and work around it. She’d failed, so for now there was no choice but to put up with the consequences.