Never a Quiet Moment

Natasha had never been busier than she was in the month after winning the hentai title a few years back. Her schedule had immediately been filled with various interviews and promotional shoots, none of which had been described to her by the AFW management as being optional. Her life had been rather hectic with there always being somewhere else she needed to be with there never seemingly being enough time to get there and yet she had somehow made it all work, though there had definitely been days where she wanted to fake her death and disappear for a while. Eventually things had calmed down and some sense of normal reestablished, though her time had remained in demand throughout her initial title run and only really calmed down when she lost the belt.

That had been the busiest time of her life until now, Natasha quickly learning that the only thing people wanted to talk about more than someone's first championship reign was their second, especially when it was the first time in history someone had held the hentai title twice. In the month since winning at Summer Splash Natasha had been run ragged with constant travel to and from various talk shows and events where the AFW wanted her face, the bluenette had a knack for promotion they had found and the managers had never been shy about exploiting such a talent.

What made it all worse was Ashley. The woman had come out of nowhere as far as she was concerned, demanding a title match and partially thanks to how she responded to that demand Natasha had gotten countless questions about Ashley and what exactly she was going to do about the challenge laid at her feet.

But now finally, after such a hectic sprint of a month, Natasha had a day to herself where no one was going to ask her questions besides "May I take your order?" and had decided to visit a small cafe that reminded her of her home in France. She wore a blue summer dress that was modestly cut and went down to just above her ankles, Natasha trying to go as unnoticed as was possible for a woman such as herself, and to further that goal she had taken a cab in an effort to ditch any reporters that might have been laying in wait outside her home. Now she sat alone at a table near the front window of the cafe, a plate of baked fish that smell divine having just been placed in front of her along with a glass of white wine despite it being only about noon, relishing in the peace.

Natasha had been a hard women to find, and yet Ashley managed to track the bluenette down. The French woman was still holding out on giving her a title match. She'd sent Nat emails, text messages, and a letter. All of which were ignored. What made Ashley the angriest was the fact that her target ignored the letter. That was really hard to write, and she'd even included a sexy (And naked) picture of herself in it. And yet even with lustful writing and a lewd picture of the red queen, Natasha was still holding out on Ashley. So that's why she was here in the very same restaurant as the sexy bluenette.

"Let's see her ignore this..." Ashley thought to herself as she sat at the table behind Natasha. She had come in a few minutes after the french woman had, and yet Nat was still unaware that the brunette was a few feet away. Before Ashley would make herself known, though, she'd first look for something to order. The problem was that she wasn't very fond of the menu. Truth be told, Ashley rarely ate out. She was much more fond of cooking for herself, or if she was lazy, order out. The few times that the woman got food from a restaurant or cafe, she'd make her students get it. So, Ashley would once again take the easy way.

"Psssst! Nat...what's good here?" the brunette would ask partly to get the woman's attention and also just to find out what was actually good here. Ashley was wearing tight jeans with a red t-shirt that showed off a large amount of cleavage. She also had some sunglasses on, which the brunette would take off before announcing herself to Natasha. Then Ashley would start waving at the french woman as if they were friends who had bumped into each other by chance. Neither of those things were true, though, seeing as Natasha disliked the brunette and since Ash had tracked the brunette down to this cafe. A task that was NOT easy at all to say the least.

"Oh well the fish is excellent, its their special today, or you can always go with the crab..." Somewhere in Natasha's brain she recognized the voice and before she properly placed it she had gone right into pleasantly answering her as if she would any friendly acquaintance, only once the realization set in on the voice's identity her words trailed off into silence.

Her first instinct was not to believe it but a quick glance over her shoulder revealed it was exactly who she thought it was behind her, the woman waving as if they were old friends or something. Turning her gaze back to the front Natasha ran over her trip to the cafe in her head, trying to recall anyone following her cab but coming up with nothing. Had the woman been waiting outside her home for such a chance? Or was this just some cruel cosmic joke on her? Either way Natasha felt that usual headache coming back on. "No, no, no..." She mumbled as she took up her wine glass and emptied its contents in one go, the waitress coming by to refill it and to leave the bottle behind.

The waitress then made her way over to Ashley after seeing the woman waving to Natasha, asking if she wanted to move to Nat's table seeing as they knew each other.

Ashley had gotten a lot of great reactions over the years, but Nat's face just now might just be the greatest. The woman was shocked to say the least, and quickly turned around as if that would make the brunette disappear. Natasha even began to chug her wine before finishing it only for a waitress to fill her glass and leave the bottle. That same waitress even noticed Ashley talking to the bluenette, and in a tragic turn of events for the French woman, asked if they wanted to sit at the same table together.

"YES PLEASE!" Ashley would exclaim a little too loudly like a zealous child. Then, without missing a beat, the red queen would leave her seat and sit down right next to Nat instead of across from her. "Thank you, darling! What wines do you serve? Actually...surprise me! I'm sure you'll bring something sweet~" Ashley would say with a flirty look on her face that made the waitress blush before she walked away.

"She was pretty nice don't you think?" the brunette asked while staring at the waitress's butt as she left. "Now...you've been ignoring me...so if you don't mind me asking...What's your problem?" Ashley asked while crossing her arms and turning towards Natasha to pout about how she'd been treated. Which was odd because if anything the brunette was the one who'd been a little crazy around Nat.

Yet again the words took a moment for Natasha to properly understand them, mere moments but that was all it took for a small misunderstanding to snowball into something far more insidious for the frenchwoman. She quickly decided there wasn't enough wine, refilling her glass while Adhley dropped into a chair beside her like she was her date or something, the waitress smiling before heading off for more wine. Ashley's first good contribution to her life so far she thought to herself. Natasha just drank some more and lowered her head as if Ashley might disappear if she didn't acknowledge her. It didn't work.

"Wait...are you serious?" Natasha replied softly, slowly lifting her head up to look at Ashley with strands of blue hair having fallen over her face. "What's my problem...how about the woman who has been figuratively and literally stalking me this last month? I told you at the interview my answer Ashley. Now run off, pick up some wins in Friction, then I'll consider it. But you dont get to jump the line because you look good naked." Natasha tried to keep her voice down so no one would overhear them, going silent when the waitress returned with more wine and to take Ashley's order.

She smiled and thanked the waitress who nodded and left, only then did Natasha sigh and drink some more. "I dont know how you got my home address but no more letters please, my cousin reads my mail..." Natasha paused then, deciding whether to say something else nor not. "She said shes keeping the picture, whatever that means."

Ashley could see Natasha was going to be a problem at this point. The woman was dead set against giving her a match. This needed to change, but Ashley was running out of ideas on how to convince the bluenette. So when the waitress returned with wine the brunette would ask for a few more minutes before deciding on an order.

"I can see that you're upset with me...maybe I crossed a line..." Ashley would say after the waitress walked away once again. "But here's the thing Blue. I'm not going to stop crossing lines. Because at some point, I'll cross one where you won't be able to turn down a match with me. Now...I don't really want to go that far...but I will. I've done this in the past, darling, and I'll do it again." the woman explained before taking a long sip of wine.

"Oh...and since your cousin's keeping that nude pic can I have her number? If she likes it that much I should just give her the real thing~ You wouldn't mind if I fucked her silly, right?" Ashley giggled hoping to rile Natasha up by bringing family into this. "Oh but don't get me wrong...I'd treat her like a queen...and ride her so hard that the bed will break~ Maybe we can use your's afterwards?~..." the brunette would say trying to make this as personal for the Hentai Champ as she possibly could. "I bet she'd a huge freak in the sheets~..."

Natasha narrowed her eyes at Ashley and leaned back in her chair, arms crossed across her chest as she regarded the woman with obvious disdain. She wasn't even trying to hide how annoyed she was with Ashley's antics at this point, that required effort the woman had long since lost the right to expect from the Frenchwoman as far as she was concerned. "Crossed a line? You took out an ad...on a billboard asking for a match." She replied while the waitress was still nearby, getting some words of her own in before the waitress went off and the true Ashley came back out. She listened quietly, judging the woman to be speaking the truth from her calm demeanor and steady tone of voice, now the question was what to do about her?

That was the question that had plagued Natasha since Ashley had first popped up into her life at that post Summer Splash interview, but besides giving the woman what she wanted Natasha hadn't found an answer yet. Perhaps it was time to show Ashley she wasn't the only one who could play such a game? With the resources at her disposal it wouldn't be too difficult to begin changing the message Ashley had been pushing, though she was hesitant to fall back on her family's influence.

Thats when Ashley decided to make this more personal for Natasha and while she didn't even try to keep track of who Luna shared a bed with she didn't want Ashley anywhere near her cousin. Maybe it was because she had grown closer to Luna recently or how similar her cousin was to herself, but the idea of Luna hooking up with Ashley just felt wrong to her. "Who may cousin spends her nights with isn't any of my concern, that said stay away from her. Or is a pretty face all it takes to make you forget about my title?"