Giulia la Rocca vs Kyo Akamatsu

Instead of bouncing off of the ropes as Kyo had anticipated, Giulia clung on top them, visibly trying to grant herself a breather in the midst of this fast-paced match. A breather that Kyo wasn't about to give her-- as he ran after her, he readied himself to drive a knee into her midsection. He was a good sport, but his gentlemanliness only extended so far when he had a match to win, and Giulia ought to have realized that by now.

As it turned out, she did.

The air violently burst from Kyo's lungs as he ran right into Giulia's extended kick. Pain shot through his midsection, and despite himself, he doubled over and staggered back, stunned by his lighter opponent's speed. "Ehhnnnn...d-dammit..." he breathed, knowing all too well he was now vulnerable to a follow up from his smaller opponent...

After Kyo's streak of attacks, Giulia needed some way to gain herself a moment to breathe and recompose herself. Her Japanese opponent was obviously skillful, and determined to defeat the Italian as effectively as possible. Obviously, Giulia couldn't blame him for that. She just needed to up her own game accordingly.

That seemed to be getting off to a good start, as her rushed kick connected perfectly with Kyo's midsection. Her instinctive split-second decision paid off, and her Japanese foe's attack had turned into a kamikaze mission. That could have allowed her the moment of breather she had been hoping for....but Kyo was way too compellingly vulnerable right now.

Deciding to take advantage of the opportunity, Giulia headed straight towards her opponent. As her own back was still a bit sore from the previous night, it couldn't hurt targeting Kyo's back as well. Thus, the Italian decided to try quickly lifting him up for a Spinebuster, and finishing it by jumping sitting on top of his midsection. Maybe she could have her moment of breather there.

As Lui staggered back, clutching his midsection and struggling to regain his breath, he kept one eye trained on Giulia. The Italian seemed a little out of breath so far herself in thus match, but it was also clear that she still had plenty of gas in the tank, and wanted to show Lui as much.

As she burst out of the corner, Kyo prepared to dodge, expecting a drop kick. He had been associating a smaller for like Giulia with strikes and aerial moves, but he was given a quick reminder that Giulia' s forte was raw power...as she grabbed his waist and surged forward, lifting him off his back and slamming him hard into the mat.

He gasped as pain surged through his spine. He ended up on his back, breathing hard...with Giulia sitting astride his chest in a dominant position. The crowd, naturally, was going wild.

Yes, Giulia needed a breather. But not at any cost. Not taking advantage of her skillful and experienced opponent being in a vulnerable position would have been a too high one. She had to act. And the Spinebuster turned out to be a perfect success.

Now Giulia knew she was in a good position. Looking down at Kyo, it was apparent that he was suffering. And Giulia could surely have her breather now. But still, was she going to just sit on top of him? No.

Instead, the Italian grabbed a good hold of the Japanese guy's wrists, and pinned them firmly to the ground beside his head. Leaning forward towards his face, she could hear his heavy breathing over the roar of the crowds. And to be honest, Giulia's own breathing was almost as heavy as well. Then, the Italian started squeezing her thighs hard around Kyo's waist.

"So, you still want to know more of what I've got?"

The alluring way in which Giulia was pinning Kyo down wasn't lost on the crowd, and more than a few whistles and catcalls drifted up from the audience. It wasn't lost on Kyo, either, whose face reddened...although that might also have been the way Giulia was busy scissoring his waist. Clenching his teeth, he barely managed to bite down a cry of pain just as the ref girl dropped down next to them.

"ONE..."

Angrily, Kyo twisted and got a shoulder up, his breathing ragged as Giulia's legs punished his sides. Opening one eye, he grimaced as Giulia taunted down at him.

"Definitely..." he hissed between clenched teeth, "...but...I still have more...to show you..."

Digging his heels into the mat, he kicked back, hoping to flip the two of them over onto Giulia's back. If he managed that, then he would try to tug his arms free and apply a belly claw to Giulia to "convince" her to release her scissor: otherwise, with his arms still trapped, he would simply lean into the Italian and try to pin her in turn.

Giulia's legs were powerhouses. Her thighs were mighty. And she enjoyed letting Kyo be a witness for that as she squeezed them around his waist. And he wasn't an exception - it was obvious from the expression on his face that the hold was torturing him. To be honest, the Italian was so focused on revealing Kyo the might of her legs that she wasn't even really that much aware herself of the fact that the guy was being pinned.

Obviously, that was a nice surprise. But it also meant that her Japanese foe was even more eager to get out of that position. First managing to up a shoulder, Giulia was then impressed by Kyo's resiliency as he was actually able to reply to her teasing question.

That was kind of bad news. But obviously nothing that Giulia wasn't sure she could overcome.

Still, Kyo then managed to impress her again, this time by flipping them over. That was unexpected for the Italian, and soon enough Kyo was clawing her belly. Now the situation suddenly wasn't nice anymore. Giulia did release her scissors, actually, she immediately tried to get her legs beneath Kyo's body. Then she would try to quickly power them up, hoping to suddenly lift Kyo away from her in the process, and make him land a couple of feet away from her to get a chance to get back up again in peace.

Kyo saw the brief look of consternation on Giulia's face as he responded to her taunting with a measured, yet confident response of his own. Her reaction made what happened next all the more satisfying as Kyo flipped the two of them over, freeing his arms as he deftly reversed their positions. Now leaning over the Italian, he pressed a palm against her latex-clad belly, digging his fingers into the soft area and using his free hand to stabilize his wrist as he locked in a belly claw.

Giulia, however, must have had some idea of how much this was going to hurt, as he legs came loose immediately. Those same powerful legs then pressed against the mat, and the next thing Kyo knew he was springboarded off of Giulia, grunting as his shoulder hit the mat and he was sent rolling.

He quickly took control of his movement, spinning around into a crouch as he pressed a palm to the mat. Opposite him, Giulia was getting back up, and he quickly did the same, not wanting to be caught flat footed.

"Care for to continue this dance, Signorina Giulia?" he quipped, despite the fact that he was still breathing hard from her crushing scissors. Even if he was being casual and even genteel in his language, however, it was abundantly clear from his eyes that he was taking this match seriously, and intended to hold nothing back against Giulia.

Her legs are one of her greatest strengths, he noted. I'll need to watch out for them...or better, neutralize them...

Frankly, Giulia was used to the situation that her opponents were caught off guard by her leg strength. Often they were so surprised, that any attempts at resistance by them were promptly rendered ineffective at least for a moment. But Kyo wasn't at all like that. He just kept on going. That spoke volumes.

The Italian soon found herself on the bottom, but she knew damn well that wasn't the place to be. Instead, she quickly springboarded Kyo away from her - quite spectacularly actually, if someone would have asked her opinion - ensuring her continued freedom. That gave her a good chance to get back up again, but Kyo wasn't one to waste such an opportunity himself either.

"Si, signor Kyo... Although I think you were taking quite some leaps yourself already there..." She couldn't help failing to stay silent on Kyo's short flight, piloted by herself. "I hope you don't have a fear of flying... That would be very bad when dancing with me..."

Her comments were lengthy, and served a teasing purpose. But there was another purpose as well. All the while, the Italian had started circling around her opponent, getting gradually closer to him. Giulia had a plan she was now trying to implement. After finishing her words, the Italian would suddenly charge towards Kyo, trying to down him with a Spear!

Giulia seemed nonplussed as she and Kyo circled, with her shooting back some more witty comments of her own. If she was hoping Kyo would respond, though, she would be disappointed: Kyo preferred to limit his trash talk, knowing all too well how some opponents liked to use them as a distraction. As far as he was concerned, focus was an all-important thing in a match like this, especially against a tough opponent.

Giulia broke the deadlock suddenly by charging in. As she dropped low, some of Kyo's judo instincts kicked in, and he tried to drop low, aiming to snap an arm around either her head or her outstretched arm. Depending on what he grabbed, he would immediately spin, dropping down into a sitting position, pressing her face-down to the mat and locking in an inverted wristlock (if he had grabbed her arm) or, if he grabbed her head, would try to snap his legs around her arm and wrench back on her chin and forehead in a crossface.

Of course, if he wasn't fast enough, then Giulia's spear would slam hard into him, and once again, the two wrestlers would tumble to the mat in a crash.

Giulia's plan hadn't been fully formed yet by the time she started circling Kyo, so while she was keeping her Japanese foe's attention busy with the trash talk, her own words had an effect on the plan. If she had just managed to send him momentarily flying, why not try that again. A spear could be a good way of making him fly to the floor.

But catching Kyo off guard seemed to be a poor tactic tonight. Even if the Italian had attempted to keep his attention busy, the Japanese wasn't that gullible. By now it shouldn't have been a surprise really for the Italian, but what else could she do than try? At best, managing to benefit on the momentum of surprise could turn the match into her favor for good.

At worst? Well, she'd get Crossfaced. Just as an example. A real-life one.

Kyo came down, but far from the way Giulia had wanted him to. Instead of his fall being an abrupt one, it was skillfully and instinctively controlled. For a moment the Italian thought her move had been successful, but then she realized his arm wrapped around her head. And then with a subtle movement, the Japanese guy had taken control over her arm, and the tiny powerhouse was being tortured in a crossface.

Giulia couldn't hide the pain, her only consolation being that Kyo couldn't see her face. However, he could probably guess it anyway. The Italian was determined not to stay there for long, and started immediately trying to hammer Kyo's hands with the fist of her free arm.