Kawaii Contenders Tag Match

Aoi smiled as she was able to pull Cutey to the center and the smile got bigger when she was able to lock in her figure four. "How do you like this Cutey?" Aoi asked as she was set on putting as much pressure on Cutey's leg as she could, when the girl sat up on her hands Aoi would follow not wanting to give Cutey any from of comfort.

Aoi was determined to weaken Cutey enough for her partner since she thought she didn't put enough pressure on Claire, just thinking about how Claire kept stopping her from weakening her and kept countering Aoi annoyed her so much. Aoi knew that Cutey could be the real threat in this match but she had her worries about Claire since all Aoi was able to do was give her an irritated back which should be healed up by now. " Why don't you give up ?" Aoi asked jokingly.

"I don't like it at all!" Cutey said as Aoi could see the strain in her face. She grimaced but she had to admit submissions really wasn't her area of expertise that was always Rei's shtick. However, she had seen enough of Rei's matches and sparred against her enough times to pick up a few things namely one of Rei's signature attacks. More specifically, how Rei had once turned the tide of a match. Granted, she didn't really expect to pull it off but it would at least provide a way to escape. Cutey stole herself and decided to go for it and told herself her overall technical skill as a wrestler would pull her through this. She had to take every step in consideration and execute it quickly.

"Wh- What's the fun in that?" Cutey countered with a pained but sly look.

Planting her hands on the mat, Cutey took a deep inhale of breath, this was going to hurt. Cutey, with her Torso sitting up would thrust her hips up into the air, forcing both of their legs off the mat. The pink haired girl held back a scream but would reach forward to grab one of Aoi's hands and roll in that direction. Rei had made that step to be vital to the success of this counter as her foe would have nothing on that side to stop the roll. Cutey would then force her foe onto her stomach again but this time instead of a single boston crab, it was a sharpshooter. This time Aoi's distance to the ropes would be much longer as she would quickly regret pulling Cutey to the center of the ring.

Aoi Smiled as she continued to apply pressure on Cutey's legs she knew of one way to get out of the hold as it was to roll and then make that into a counter. If Cutey knew of that Aoi would have to be careful now since she notice Cutey face having a sly look with the pain, whats she planning.... Aoi thought to herself until Cutey grabbed onto her right hand.

Eyes wide Aoi figured out the plan but was a second late to pull her hand away as Cutey managed to roll the them onto their belly. Aoi would try to release the hold fast just as Cutey was getting onto her feet to put her into a sharpshooter. Aoi wasn't experience enough to counter a sharpshooter so she had not choice but to bail out and quickly regroup. Unhooking her legs Aoi had to get out fast before Cutey could grab them and put her into a that painful submission, even though she knew a little bit to get out of a crab the sharpshooter was something she could not handle just yet.

Crawling away fast Aoi got to the ropes looking back to Cutey, her face was a bit white. "Dam...so close from being in a world of pain..." Aoi said as she even out her breathing.

Cutey grunted as Aoi managed to disentangle their leg s soon as they rolled over. However, she couldn't complain. The pink haired girl felt like a bird who had just gotten her wings back after being released from another dreaded leg lock. Seeing Aoi crawling desperately towards the ropes, Cutey smirked as she was in a kneeling position. Kicking off the ground from a sprinter's pose, the pink haired girl would go off in a full sprint. No matter how fast Aoi crawled, Cutey was pretty confident she could beat Aoi's crawl to the ropes from the center of the ring.

"You have no idea." Cutey said with a grin as she dove between the top and the middle rope. Grabbing the ropes at the last second, the kawaii would let the momentum carry her forward and have her momentum whiplash back. She would try to swing both of her legs into Aoi's face with a tiger feint kick.

Aoi was able to get away form Cutey and not get put into a sharpshooter but as she crawled to the ropes Cutey ran after her. Aoi should have gotten back on her feet but her state of mind was desperate. When she got to the ropes she noticed Cutey diving right next to her through the ropes. "oh shit! " Aoi yelled before her face was kicked by the pink hair girl with a tiger feint kick.

The force of the kick was able to send Aoi on her back as she held her face groaning in pain, Aoi had to admit Cutey was a better fighter then Claire so she had think hard and her counters and had to figure how to hurt her leg enough for Aois partner to be able to take the girl. Aois face hurt a lot as Lay there abit she thought about getting back up but right now she was kinda in a daze so she needed to recover. Even thought she was dazed Aoi wasn't dazed enough for her not to think of a counter so she waited for Cutey to come at her as she held her face but had one eye looking at the pink haired girl.

Cutey grinned as she manged to hit that oh so sweet dragon feint kick! She had always wanted to pull that move off and Cutey did so in spectacular fashion. She would use the ropes to propel herself faster to her feet. The pink haired girl would hop up and down eagerly awaiting Aoi to get back up.

"Come on! Come on!" The pink haired girl said energetic as she bounced lightly on her toes eager to kick some butt. "Get on your feet. We don't have all night you know! If you're this slow, why don't you just tag out? Why don't you tag your partner, she hasn't been in the ring the entire match!"

Cutey was all for winning but she had to admit that Momo not getting a chance to at least duke it out for a small portion of the match was awful. She hoped Claire didn't mind that she was willing to give up a clear advantage for an act of sportsmanship.

"Unless Momo-chan's too scared to fight thee Cutey Mika Kanai." She said pointing a thumb at herself with a wink as she puffed out her chest with her hands on her hips.

Aoi shook her head as it appeared Cutey didn't take advantage of their situation. knowing she cant stay on the ground forever Aoi would get up looking at Cutey so she wont try anything funny till she said how Momo hadn't had a chance to fight. Even though Aoi wanted try and weaken Cutey more the girl had a point and the blue haired girl was exhausted from this match.

"I suppose that's fair Cutey and my partner is not afraid to fight you." Aoi said back as she ran back onto her corner hoping that Cutey won't get cut her off and tag in Momo. " Sorry Momo i couldn't weaken her more for you, try and go for her leg that should reduce her speed." Aoi told her friend and she got on the other side of the ropes and rested up.

It was all Momo now Aoi was tired and would be like this for a while as she leaned on the top rope for support, her back hurt and she was out of breath even though Aoi was doing well she wasn't invulnerable and needed to recover she was sure longer in the match Aoi would have been pined or in a submitted. "good luck Momo" Aoi said as she wished she did more for her partner

Momo watched on in awe at the match. So far, it had been pretty back and forth, Aoi holding her own fairly well against the two girls. But that Cutey girl was frighteningly tough. And Aoi was starting to have trouble with her.

But, finally, after being on edge the entire match, it was finally her turn to pull her weight. Momo tagged in and stepped through the ropes, taking a deep breath as she tried to prepare herself. "You did fine! I'm sure I can handle her now... I think," she said when Aoi apologized for not doing more. Even if she wasn't that weakened, she had to be at least a little tired. And Momo was fresh. She definitely had the upper hand.

"Thanks, Aoi." I'm gonna need all the luck I can get...

Momo raised her arms, moving toward the center of the ring, ready to lock up with Cutey. From what she's seen, this girl was the toughest of all of them. But if Momo played it smart, she could beat her. She knew she could.

Cutey was excited, despite Aoi and Claire going out in all out war, she was happy that and Momo get a good fight with each other before the match ended. The two were both relatively fresh fighters.

"You'll need that luck too!" Cutey said with a smile as she saw her other blue haired girl swap in. She bounced on her feet with a grin as she could tell the other girl wasn't at all that confident. "To take me down!"

The pink haired girl ran at her opponent straight on ahead. As the two locked up, Cutey had no intention of trying to overpower Momo. Cutey wasn't the type to try and overwhelm her opponents with strength. She liked to fight smart and so when they both put heir arms on eachother. Cutey would try and plunge her knee into Momo's stomach to make the girl bend over. She would then try to fall back and plant her foot on Momo's tummy and throw her over with a monkey flip.

Momo eyed Cutey as she raised her hands up, trying to size the girl up. From what she saw, this girl was very skilled, and beating her wasn't going to be easy. But if she played smart, she could do it, she knew she could. Being the fresher fighter helped as well.

Cutey wasted no time, charging right into the lockup. The blue haired girl pushed against her, hoping to not get pushed back. She pushed hard, but the two of them seemed relatively even strength wise. But, Cutey was the first to act, driving her knee into Momo's belly.

"Guah!" she coughed, doubling over as her arms wrapped around her belly. Cutey took advantage of her vulnerable position, dropping backwards and and flipping the bluenette over with a monkey flip.

Thankfully, she didn't hit the mat too hard, and she was able to use the momentum to roll to her knees. She kept her eyes on Cutey as she crawled to the ropes, using them to get to her feet. Momo was flustered, but at least now she knew to be a lot more careful, and to expect anything from her opponent.