Tension in Ueno Main Event: Homecoming Tag Team Match- Ishiis vs Takeuchis

Ami was inches away from a tag to her brother but Yamato caught up to her quickly, after a good shout out from his sister, dragging her back to the middle of the ring and frustrating the Takeuchi siblings. However that wasn't the end, Yamato intended to follow up his momentum and grabbed the supermodel by the arm yet again to pull her back up on her feet, which proved to be bad move by the older Ishii siblings part.

Her forearm smacked against chest to momentarily catch him off guard and leave an opening for the supermodel to strike back. "You like that huh?"she hissed at him, trying to wrap her arm around his head, tucking it nicely under her arms before suddenly dropping down on her butt to drive his head into the canvas for a simple DDT.

A forearm strike alone, though it stung, wasn’t so terrible. It wasn’t as if something like that was going to wind Yamato long enough for Ami to pin him. But it did keep him stunned just long enough for the supermodel to get an arm around his head, which then came crashing right down onto the mat as Ami spiked him down with a DDT!

“AGH!” Yamato cried out at the impact. His hands went to weakly cradle over his skull, while the rest of his dazed body simply stayed still there on the mat. Mariko had cringed over on the apron as she watched her brother get planted down onto the mat. Things were stating to look bad for him out there.

“Come on, Yamato-kun!” she called out to him while outstretching a hand toward him. Yamato was much too far away to make a tag, but if he could make it to her, maybe she could get this thing back under control. However, that didn’t seem all too likely with Yamato dazed and vulnerable on the mat, while Ami was completely free to make a tag or go on the offensive herself.

The supermodel showed that she was tougher than she looked, after landing in a hard forearm shot to Yamato's chest she quickly nailed him with a surprise DDT and now both wrestlers were down, with Ami on her back and Yamato on his belly. The supermodel quickly shifted over towards her belly, getting on all fours as she looked to crawl towards her brother who was leaning on the ropes with his arm extended, ready to take the tag from his sister.

"Come on sis, you got this! Just a little more"he encouraged her while looking over at Yamato and Mariko to make sure she crawled to him without much interuption, meanwhile Mariko called out for the same, looking to help her brother and tag team partner.

"Mngh oww"Ami moaned as she edged near, ready to make the tag and ignoring what Yamato could be upto as he recovered from that DDT

Yamato and Ami were both down. But unfortunately for him, the supermodel was moving much more quickly - not that much else could really be expected after he’d gotten his skull planted onto the mat. But still, as Ami drew nearer and nearer to her brother, Yamato had still only slightly stirred there where he laid.

In the Ishiis’ corner, Mariko was pounding a palm against the top turnbuckle to get the crowd clapping along in rhythm to rally behind Yamato. And within moments loud chants of “YA-MA-TO! YA-MA-TO! YA-MA-TO!” started to ring out along with their claps. Finally the boy started to slowly push himself up toward his hands and knees. It seemed the support from his sister and hometown crowd was helping! But he certainly wasn’t going to be able to stop Ami from making it to her corner for the tag this time. Mariko just hoped he’d be ready to weather whatever kind of storm was about to come his way next...

With the supermodel in a better position than her opponent right now, the bluentte crawled her way towards her corner of the ring where Daisuke was ready to take the tag and hop in. After a few moments, she was inches near her corner, she could hear all the crowd roaring for Yamato as Mariko fired them up.

At the last few inches, she lunged forward and quickly clapped her brothers hand to get in a legal tag. The wrestling prince had it easy, he had to simply put away a weakened Yamato. He grinned widely as he slowly ducked under the ring ropes and made his way into the ring, adjusting his briefs a bit as he walked towars Yamato.

If Yamato was still down, Daisuke would gain momentum in his steps and try to smack a harsh kick aimed at Yamato's ribs to start his assault. "Hmph!"

“Ugh...” Yamato grunted as he slowly started moved to his hands and knees. But little did he know that Ami had already tagged her brother in, and now Daisuke was quickly closing in. “Watch out!” Mariko called out, but there was no time to react, and Daisuke’s kick smashed right up against Yamato’s ribs!

“GAH!” he cried out as the shot knocked him over onto his back, grimacing as his arms rested over his ribs. Nothing felt like it was broken, but the shot still hurt like hell and knocked the wind right back out of Yamato.

The wrestling prince saw that his opponent was struggling to get back up on his feet and he immediately capitalised on that opportunity, lunging in and smacking his foot against his ribs to knock Yamato over and flip him onto his back as the older Ishii clutched his ribs while being winded out from that harsh soccer, despite the warning from his sister, there was no time for the male wrestler to move out of the way.

Daisuke mockingly dusted his hands before grabbing Yamato by the legs, he attempted to flip him over onto his belly, while trapping his legs under his armpits, then attempted to sit on his lower back while wrenching his legs back towards his head to lock in a painful boston crab submission.

"How's that Ishii? You finally want to give up infront of your ow home crowd? Go on....let them down" he grinned arrogantly.

In his current state, Yamato wasn’t able to muster up any resistance as Daisuke grabbed onto his legs and turned him right over onto his front. He felt the weight of his foe pressing on him as Daisuke sat down on his back, then immediately started to cry out in pain while his legs were contorted back with the boston crab!

“AGHH!!” he yelled while his arms thrashed around uselessly. Daisuke’s taunting question was just salt on the wound, but there wasn’t much Yamato could do about it at the moment. But right after the question was asked, the ref knelt by Yamato to see what his answer would be.

“NEVER!” he barked back! Grunting through grit teeth, he began to use his arms to try to drag himself toward the ropes, the hometown crowd cheering him along all the way!

The wrestling prince quickly got a hold of his opponents legs and trapped him under his arms before turning him over and sat on his lower back, wrenching his legs backwards to really stretch his body awkwardly and put alot of pain on his back by curving his frame back in a C like position. His biceps tightened and flexing while he gritted his teeth due to the effort it took.

Daisuke continued to taunt Yamato, trying to play mind games in the hopes he would tap out from both the mental and physical pressure but the older Ishii held on and dragged the two towards the ropes. "You know it's going to happen sooner or later, stop delaying the inevitable and just tap out now"he grunted as Yamato crawled towards the ropes, the crowd cheering him on to fuel his will not to give up in front of his hometown crowd.

The frustrated prince pressed his legs backwards, while adjusting his position to his mid back and allowing himself more room to stretch his legs back.

"GIVE UP"he roared.

While her brother fought against Daisuke’s hold, Mariko slapped the turnbuckle in rhythm with the crowd’s cheering to keep motivating him. Shouts of “YA-MA-TO! YA-MA-TO!” filled the arena. And, slowly but surely, Yamato was getting closer to the ropes!

However, things took a bad turn when Daisuke shifted to sit on the middle of Yamato’s back and pulled his legs at an even more excruciating angle! “AAAARGH!!!” he cried out in agony, and there was a new sense of urgency in Mariko’s voice as she called to him.

“Come on, Yamato-kun! Hang in there just a bit longer!” she said while the ref again checked to see if Yamato wanted to submit. To the surprise and horror of Mariko and the hometown fans, his hand raised up as if he was just about to start tapping out! But then he growled and furiously shook his head. “HELL....NO!!!” he shouted, before pushing both hands down on the mat in an attempt to push his torso up, even despite Daisuke sitting on him, and attempted to sling an arm forward as far as he could in hopes of catching the bottom rope in his hand!