A tough lesson. - ( Cicilia De'Reignhardt, Haruko Ryuzaki, Sayumi Arai )

Cicilia grinned with a ghoulish satisfaction as her punches brought the stupid blonde to the verge of collapse, her straight ripping at the woman's face, her hook crushing into her ribs. Haruko looked like she was going to fall to the damned mat at any moment, leaving her open to the most brutal beating of her life! The German advanced, her guard lowered just a tad in her confidence.... That was her mistake. Cicilia's eyes widened as her throat was suddenly met with a quick punch, the force of which nearly damaging her windpipe... like perminantly! She gagged in surprise, clutching at her wounded throat before the woman suddenly lunged forward, taking her into a clench! Cicilia growled unevenly, her noise seemingly a mix of a cough, heavy breathing and a snarl...

And then, she felt a sharp, ugly pain in her shoulder.

"AAAHG!" She roared in shock and agony as Haruko bit bloodily into her shoulder, her teeth cutting through her skin and sinking deep into her! "Y...You psychotic BITCH!" ENOUGH! FUCKING ENOUGH! She wasn't putting up with this shit anymore! Fighting through the agony of human teeth sinking into her shoulder, Cicilia curled her fingers into claws as she jammed them HARD into the woman's side! Good thing she hadn't cut her nails yet... They were nice, long-ish and sharp. The more the woman sunk her teeth into her, the more Cicilia jabbed her hands into the woman's vulnerable sides, raking at her skin before jerking her head to the side and THROWING it into the rabid blonde, doing all she could to rip her apart in her clinched state!

Haruko was smiling as her teeth sank into the foreigner's shoulder. She even left a mark, nice. Of course Cicilia wasn't having any of that. Haruko expected that she'd react the way she did, with her hands clawing at the blond's sides. Haruko would cringe before releasing the clinch after a few seconds, but she'd still take a blow to the head, courtesy of the woman's impressively thick skull.

The muscular goddess would stagger to the side as a result. Haruko only managed to stay up because she'd fall back into the corner, using it to hold herself up and look back at furious look on Cicilia's face.

"What's wrong with being a psycho? It's pretty damn fun...maybe it's just too brutal for an innocent girl like you?" she'd taunt with a smug look on her face. Meanwhile, her sides were pretty damn red and bleeding slightly from the cuts Cicilia had made. Haruko had a pretty good idea she was a little off in the head, but to her it made life livable. Otherwise she'd just be another bimbo walking around, being nice while smiling like she actually mattered to the world.

Well nuh uh. Haruko didn't roll like that. She did what she wanted, when she wanted. And the people who didn't like that could get bent. Preferably after she slammed them on her knee.

"You just threw my girlfriend over the ropes to the damned floor and bit me and you're asking what's wrong with being psychotic?" Cicilia asked, genuine confusion mixed in with her hatred. She was really starting to dislike japan... One crazy person was bad enough... but she wasn't the first one she ran into and at this rate, she wouldn't be last. The real question was, how many would hurt her beautiful Sayumi like this...? And why? Meanwhile, outside the ring, Sayumi didn't seem to be stirring at all. While her chest still rose and fell, her breathing steady, there was no change in her state... People were already on their phones, calling the local emergency number in an attempt to save her health... and all Cicilia could think to do was beat down the woman that dared do this to her.

Too innocent... Not the words she'd use. One didn't shy away from losing their sanity because it was "too brutal." The juggernaut had people around her that anchored her to her sanity, made it worth being normal.... Her Sayumi for example, with her soft touch and even gentler nature, with her warm personality and cuddly demeanor... Someone like her gave Cicilia a reason to wake up in the morning with enthusiasm...

Without even a word of response, the German changed ahead with the bigger blonde in the corner, crossing her arm across her chest before delivering a sythe-of-a-backhand at the woman's jaw, letting her feel the full weight of her Karma! Sirens could be heard outside... fast responders... They danced in her ears, drawing her gaze back to her lover laying there limply on the floor, her movements now slow, distracted... Guard open.

"Haha...well it sounds stupid when it's coming out of your mouth...but yeah. Nothing's wrong with having a few problems upstairs!" Haruko would laugh out loud as she listened to Cicilia's confusion. However after doing so the blond juggernaut would receive a sickening back hand across the face. The smack echoed through the gym and shortly after Haruko fell to her side while clutching her face. By now the faint sound of sirens could be heard.

"Damn it! Did someone call the cops!?" Haruko thought to herself as she held her aching cheek that was already bright red. Now she had two options. Choice A, was to keep fighting with Cicilia and try to beat her senseless before the cops took her away for assault. Choice B, was to just leave now and not get thrown in a cell.

Despite knowing what she had to do, Haruko hated the idea of running away. But in the end she'd hate being arrested even more. So the blonde woman would roll out of the ring while Cicilia was distracted, and quickly grab her clothes so she could make her escape.

"This isn't over, bitch!" she would yell while putting on her shirt. Her words seemed half assed considering that she was the one running, though. Then the muscular juggernaut would run into the locker room so she could leave through the back exit. Once outside she'd put on the rest of her clothes and make her way back home on foot. Of course she'd forgotten her shoes back at the gym...

"Fuck me" Haruko thought to herself as she had to travel at least a mile. "This is gonna suck..."

The sirens outside gave the psychotic Haruko enough of a distraction for her to slip out of the trap Cicilia had her in, her declaration of venegence barely managing to grab Cicilia's attention before she had disappeared. The German considered saying something back, the temptation to chase after her crossing her mind... but not for too long. There was someone far more important to her laying out there on the damned mat outside! Swallowing whatever venom was building up in her throat, the Juggernaut made haste towards the edge of the ring, slipping out so that her feet touched ground right beside her precious girlfriend.

"S-Sayumi...?" She whispered, taking the poor, broken beauty in her arms as gently as she could. She had yet to wake or even stir from the moment Cicilia had engaged Haruko to now... That wasn't good to say the least. Her heart was GRIPPED with the icy talons of fear as the police began filing into the into the Gym but not because of their presence... They could all go to hell for all she cared! Tears began to bubble up under her eyes as she lightly pressed her forehead against her sweet-hearts, unable to keep all the crippling guilt and agonizing terror inside... Guilt that if she had spoken up, said "NO" and asked them to go that maybe Sayumi wouldn't have been hurt... Guilt that it was her presence that made this all happen, that the only reason that blonde freak did this to her was to get under Cicilia's skin. Terror... that there was a real possibility that her sweet-heart might not wake-up again...

In boxing, nobody was ever knocked out more than a second or two. A straight punch wouldn't send someone to dream-land any longer than that... unless they were suffering severe cranial damage... She didn't see any blood... that was a relief... MORE than anything Cicilia would dare to hope for... but why wouldn't she wake up!?

"Please..." She whispered as the police began taking each of the surrounding gym-goers aside to clear a path for the paramedics just coming in. Apparently the sirens of the authorities masked that of the ambulance that followed them. "...Please... Come back... don't leave me alone..."

She had landed pretty bad. Unlike the ringside area in the arena, the gym floors were a bit less forgiving. No pads, no other wrestlers to catch her, nothing. Just the solid ground. Onlookers had been kind, moving around her, making sure she was still alright. She had come to rather late into their encounter, even tried to sit up but was told to wait by someone who had been in the gym, apparently a volunteer EMT. They had been the one to call the police and the ambulance. Until she got checked out at the hospital, there was no real way to know how bad it had been. So she had laid back and just rested. The man keeping her company even held her hand, talking to her quietly as the two women raged on in battle. he had wanted to make sure she was still here, still conscious. She had closed her eyes somewhere along the way, but the two of them continued to talk softly for a bit.

Suddenly she felt arms around her as her eyes opened slightly to look up at Cicilia with a soft smile. "Hey..." The off duty volunteer reached out to put a hand on Cicilia's shoulder, reassuring her that help was here and that Sayumi would be fine. He also advised her not to move the lavender hair girl, just in case. He left the reasoning vague, likely to avoid causing any alarm. Nobody was sure how bad it had been yet after all. "Don't be sad... I'm doing fine..." She sounded so sleepy, the look in her eyes reflected as much.

Cicilia looked so sad... or was it scared? It was a bit hard to put things right in her mind. She just wanted to take a nap at the moment but everything was so loud. "I want to go home." She whispered softly as the paramedics hurried up beside the small group gathered around with a stretcher. The professional caregivers would promptly try to assess the situation before loading Sayumi up to take her to the hospital for a thorough examination into her potential injury.

Cicilia smiled the weakest she's ever had when her partner awoke in her arms, tears once pouring down her cheeks flooded now, staring down at her sweet with a mix of relief and horror... She rejoiced that Sayumi was able to wake up, but she still looked so tired... THIS close from succumbing to her concussion and falling asleep where everything got a LOT more dangerous. Cicilia smiled though if only for her sake, gently brushing her cheek with her hand.

"Hey is for horses..." She giggled softly leaning in to softly nuzzle their noses together. She didn't CARE who saw! This was her damned girlfriend and they could judge on their own damn time! The lavender cutie assured her that she was doing fine but they both knew that was a lie... It was sweet of her to try and act tough though... For her.... Cicilia smiled a little wider at that, glancing back as the man who'd looked after Sayumi all this time for her put his hand on her shoulder, stating that she shouldn't move her... Yeah... she understood... The last thing she wanted was to hurt her more than she already was... She nodded at the man before returning her attention back to her beautiful lavender, staring into her eyes...

Her heart BROKE when she heard those words, that she wanted to go home... She was literally on the verge of breaking down right there... but she would stay strong... she would keep it all inside for her love...

"I know you do..." She whispered, softly kissing her forehead. "You'll be home soon... Just... try to stay awake for me, okay?" It was then that the paramedics arrived to access the situation, helping the poor, disoriented girl onto their stretcher to be carried into the ambulance outside... And so, the German, along with some very generous gym patrons were left there to explain to the authorities what happened...

If only she could stop crying...