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

Daisuke adjusted his grip to add more pressure on Yamato's back to really make him work if he wanted to get to the ropes, even if he did, the damage would have been done and he would be easy pickings for the wrestling prince. Ami had recovered a bit as well, she was now standing on the ring aprons after having caught her breath. She had the ropes clutched tight as cheered for her brother and insult Yamato as well. "Come on Nii-san, keep it locked in tight. This kid cant get out of it, just tap out Yamato-kun" she yelled from her corner, trying to drown the support of the crowd but in no way she could do that alone as Mariko had done a good job of getting the crowd to cheer for the hometown favourites.

Still, Daisuke had a good grip in the match and at one point he thought it was over. Looking over his shoulder he saw his opponents hand raised for a tap out, he smirked in confidence looking ready to gloat over his victory infront of this pathetic crowd but instead of a tap, Yamato shouted out in defiance once more and instead of tapping, he dragged them forward a bit more and stretched his arm as much as he could, grabbing a hold of the bottom ropes!

"ROPE BREAK" the referee shouted at Daisuke, who didn't let go. He wanted to punish Yamato as much as he could in this hold, holding onto the submission move and using up the entire five seconds before the referee could signal a DQ. As she got to the count of four, Daisuek released his opponent and let out a frustrated groan, stomping his boot down onto his mid back before backing off a bit, hearing a telling off from the ref girl which he simply ignored.

Yamato really shouldn’t have been surprised that Daisuke was in no hurry to release his hold immediately following the call for a rope break. Regardless, all he could do was grit his teeth, cringe and groan in agony while the wrestling prince used up the entirety of his warning count before finally getting off of him...though not without giving him a stomp onto the spine just for good measure.

“Ugh!” Yamato grunted out, before panting as he laid there trying to recover while the crowd rained boos down mercilessly on Daisuke. His back was screaming in pain, and the effort it took to drag himself and Daisuke to the ropes had been no small affair. He was winded and hurting, but Yamato refused to stay down and be a sitting duck while he could help it.

It hurt like hell, but Yamato tightened his grip on the ropes and grunted while slowly starting to pull himself up again. Something told him Daisuke wasn’t likely going to be patient and wait for him to get back to his feet, but he was still going to try anyway.

Daisuke was in no mood to show sportsmanship to the hometown hero, he held onto the submission move even after the referee called a ropebreak and after four seconds he released him, causing him to be showered by jeers from the Tension crowd. He simply raised his hands and smirked arrogantly while walking around the ring, showing off his physique and skill as he turned around to face Yamato again, who was pulling himself up on his feet using the ropes.

Daisuke slowly moved back towards Yamato, grabbing onto his opponents left arm and helping him up on his feet, then pushing him into the ropes to stretch the ropes backwards then springing him off the ropes to whip him across the ring to the other side of the ropes, in hopes that he would bounce off them and sprint back towards Daisuke, where the prince would be ready to raise his foot right up on his chin in an attempt to take him down again

True to Yamato’s expectations, Daisuke was right back on him, dragging him up to his feet by an arm. He offered no resistance as he was pushed up against the ropes, then was sent into an involuntary sprint across the ring. He bounded off the ropes and came back toward Daisuke’s outstretched foot, but smacked it aside with his hands and continued running into the ropes ahead.

Again he bounced off them, sending Yamato hurling right back toward Daisuke again. But this time, he balled his hand into a tight fist and cocked his arm back. “DAISUKE!!!!!” he roared out before hurling his arm forward, aiming to blast the wrestling prince right in the head with a lariat packing as much strength as Yamato could muster!

With Yamato on the bad end of things in the match, it was easy for the wrestling prince to grab him by the arm and yank him back up to his feet, before pushing him back in the ropes and make him spring off them to whip him across the ring, to the other set of the ring ropes where he bounced off them and back back to the middle of the ring, where Daisuke was waiting for him and would raise his boot to smack his face.

However, he seemed to have underestimated his opponent, Yamato managed to smack his out-stretched boot aside "Mngh, what?!"he grunted as he spun around a bit, when Yamato crossed him back to ropes, he turned around fully to face him but at this time he was a bit distraught. His eyes widened as he saw Yamato leap up a bit, his arm stretched forward as Yamato caught him off guard- striking him down on his back in a classic lariat.

"Oooouufffff! Mngh....oww" he moaned as he went down on his back!!.

Everyone watching groaned, cringed and shouted in awe as Yamato blasted Daisuke with a decapitating lariat! Even Mariko had yelped and covered her lips to keep from instinctively yelling out in reaction to the big move.

Loud applause immediately followed, accompanied with another rallying chant for Yamato. But the elder Ishii had collapsed right after flooring the wrestling prince, and was only lightly stirring. However, the more the hometown crowd chanted, the more Yamato started to move.

Pushing himself onto his hands and knees, Yamato started to crawl toward Mariko, who had her hand stretched out as far as she could toward him. “COME ON, YAMATO-KUN! JUST A LITTLE FURTHER!” she shouted, just barely able to yell over the noise of the crowd. Yamato groaned with each slow step he dragged himself through, then finally, he dove out toward his sister and attempted to slap her hand to tag her back in!

Daisuke thought he would have the easy job, he never gave Yamato credit and thought beating him would be easy enough- however he seemed to be quite crafty as he made his way to escape the boston crab submission hold and surprise Daisuke, his own sister and the entire crowd when he pulled off an amazing counter by striking the prince with an impressive lariat maneuver to take Daisuke down onto the ring mats, while buying him some time.

"Damn you Yamato, that was a lucky...mngh" Daisuke growled in frustration, clutching his neck as he slowly rolled over to one set of the ropes, grabbing them and pulling himself back up on his feet, however Yamato was cheered on by the crowd and Mariko and by this time the older Ishii had crawled over on his knees to his own corner and tagged in his partner.

The wrestling prince was up on his feet, turning around to see Mariko now being the legal wrestler. He gritted his teeth and shook his fist at Yamato but then turned his attention towards Mariko. "Hmph, so it comes down to this then huh?" he said adjusting his briefs a bit before stepping out to his side.

“Looks like it, tough guy,” Mariko replied as she moved toward Daisuke. It seemed the wrestling prince was wanting to take a cautious approach, as he’d elected not to rush straight at the Japanese beauty. Unfortunately for him, Mariko wanted to be a bit more straightforward right now.

Quickly she closed the space between them, then threw out her right boot toward Daisuke’s gut, hoping to stun him just momentarily so she could attempt to Irish whip him into one of the corners.

The wrestling prince glared at his opponent, who seemed to be more eager to get on with this than Daisuke. "Hmph, fine then. Let's settle this Ishii" he snapped back at her, still taking a cautious approach as he circled around her, kept his distance even when she seemed to approach him to face him face to face. Before long, she was tired of the waiting game and lunged in towards him, closing in the gap quickly to catch him off guard- bringing her right boot towards his gut.

"Gruugh!" he groaned as he doubled over infront of her, then soon Mariko grabbed his arm and whipped him across the ring to one set of the corner turnbuckle, where his back hit and he settled into it.

With Daisuke briefly stunned, it was no trouble sending him off into one of the corners. And almost immediately after she let him go, Mariko took off in a sprint right after the wrestling prince. If he thought he was going to get a moment to rest and recover there against the turnbuckles, he was sadly mistaken.

Right after Daisuke crashed into the corner, Mariko through her right boot up and attempted to slam the sole right up against his face!