Vespa vs Yayuuki "Lucky" Sakura: Is a Wasp and a Cheerleader so different?

Vespa had trained extensively on her endurance and muscle power. The longer she could last, the better she was as a shield and the stronger her stings, the deadlier she was. Vespa had considered trying to work to become faster, to run and try to build up speed, but ultimately decided against it. So long as she was near her Queen, there was no issue. No one would get past her in that situation, no matter how fast. No, Vespa desired to simply be the best soldier she could be for her Hive mates and Queen. Vespa was trying to teach Lucky…but also, sort of impress her. Vespa never had a willing Hive mate before…she wanted her to think she was cool.

The headbutt was fast and fierce…but it was a dumb idea upon reflection. Just as Vespa’s skull moved to impact against Sakura’s, her skull whipped around and slammed into hers. Shockwaves rippled through the insect’s brain as her brain was practically scrambled from the impact. Lucky dropped like a rock, and Vespa clenched her head like a child with brain freeze, falling to her knees and groaning loudly as sharp stabs of pain get jabbing Vespa’s brain. SH only barely registered Lucky’s kind-of question.

“Urrgh...Arrgghhhh heheheh hah!....Good…counter.”

Vespa still noticed an opportunity, and began to crawl over to Lucky, wincing as the pain in her skull intensified. A quick glimmer of a memory, making her stop in her tracks…Until the bee violently shook her head, dissipating the ghosts pass as she grasped her skull harder than before.

“YYYYAAAAARRRGGHHH!!!!!”

The wasp pounced forward, looking to impact against Lucky’s form and go for a quick pin attempt. Her eyes were squeezed shut, simply laying across Lucky’s voluptuous chest for her pin, only her body weight holding the Cheerleader down as Vespa struggled with the monsters in her mind.

Lucky's chest rose and fell heavily as she desperately tried to cope with the brain-mashing THROBS arching through her head, her legs gently folding and unfolding against the canvas as if the motion helped soothe her pain even a bit! Her eyes were clenched so tight, blanking her vision to the invasive beams of light that sought to poke into her vulnerable brain! She whimpered softly as she became more and more aware of the damage she had sustained, the shock of the blow now starting to wear off! There were not many attacks that Lucky knew about that could inflict as much agony as a well-placed head-butt... nor an attack that could take her to the ground this quick! It was brutal, it was ugly, it was sometimes underhanded and a double-edged sword... She couldn't even right now... If there was one word that could describe her situation most accurately, it would be "Processing."

The sound of Vespa's wail forced Sakura's eyes open, her gaze rolling down... only to see a big, angry wasp descend on her like a hyena upon a carcass! With the grace of a rock and the technique of the dead, Vespa simply fell on top of her in some body-slam pin thingy! Sakura groaned as her body was MASHED between the pained and angry wasp and the floor below her, the ref running over to them and slamming her hand upon the floor as she counted!

"1!"

"2!"

"3-"

"NYYAAAAAH!" Lucky cried, WRENCHING her arm up to break the pin, gasping and heaving as she attempted to SHOVE Vespa off of her! Her head hurt... SO BAD trying to lift it off the canvas so quickly... it felt like a balloon about to burst! Memories of the medics she had talked too back stage flashed before her, vague memories of them explaining the symptoms of a full-on concussion whispering through her ears!

...Must've been why she felt so queezy now... Her stomach... was NOT happy...

Lucky blinked rapidly as she tried to roll over onto her belly, pushing against the floor in an effort to get to her knees... The effort forced those tears that had been building up inside of her to the surface, rolling down her cheeks as the aching in her skull ROCKED her whole body!

It Hurt! It Hurt So Much! Like an….INSECT! Ripping into her brain! Memories kept stabbing her like STINGERS! Flashes of agony ripping her brain to pieces! She…She couldn’t think…The royal-NO! STOP! Family was the royalty…No family to-

“YAAAARRRRGHHHHHH”

Vespa’s howl of pain became almost inhuman in pitch, her needle teeth constantly gnashing against themselves as the fire in her brain continued to blaze. The head trauma from her previous life flared up and BURNED! She was aware of herself, but not her surroundings. She was in battle, but where was she?

Violently, she began to strike the canvas floor in agony, punching the floor with full force and actually shaking the ring with her impacts. Small indents could be seen where she struck, and her black gloves where ripped, revealing a set of bloody knuckles. Finally, she hissed like her insect counterpart, loud enough for the audience to hear as she rose from the ground. One hand still grasped her skull, covering one of her eyes. The other eye was clearly in pain, and her free arm tensed in preparation for further combat. The overhead lights hurt Vespa’s eyes, made the burning WORSE!

Hurts…hurtz…Hur-ZZZ…

Her stomach hurt just as much as her skull. It was empty…wanting, growling, the Wasp looked around, trying to find something to…There it was.

The creature had its back towards the wasp, it looked so soft and supple~ The sweat all over her body insure a warm-blooded meal from the very first-

She stopped dead in her tracks when she noticed the tears rolling down its cheeks. The sight…actually hurt her, more so then her stomach or head ever could. It was like a switch had been flipped, and Vespa suddenly became aware of what was happening…her friend was hurt, and in danger…from what? She couldn’t remember…

“Lucky? Are you alright? What happened?!” Vespa and grasped onto the cheerleaders top, gently trying to help her up to her feet in a manner similar to how a cat lifts its kittens by the scruff, “Tell me, who has done this to you, so that I may rend them apart and serve their head to our Queen and their body to you! A strike against a warrior is a strike against the hive, that will NOT go unpunished!”

Lucky winced and and groaned softly in protest to Vespa's screaming, the volume of which cutting into the poor cheerleader's brain! It felt like everything hurt, everything was weak... the poor girl could barely make it to her knees, let alone actually stand... and yet, Vespa was doing next to nothing to capitalize on Sakura's weakness! She looked upon her still-standing friend, curious why she hadn't been beaten into submission yet... and spotted the bee-knight looking at her rather... oddly. It was kinda like how a hungry wolf who had stumbled upon a freshly killed elk might look: Surprised, STARVING... and very quite feral... Were it not for fact that Lucky's brain had gone through the equivalent of a bender on the "frappe" setting... she might've felt afraid... Heart-freezing, blood-stopping, nerve-aching fear...

...However, because of her scrambled state, Lucky simply stared at Vespa dumbly, perhaps even a tad anxiously but then something else had changed in Vespa's look... Instantly, that feral, hungry leer mutated into something far more human and sympathetic, pain filling up the girl's eyes as she ran to the cheerleader's side! Helping her up, if ungracefully, Vespa DEMANDED to know who had hurt her so, who she had to beat up to make this all right again.... It was an odd question, to say the least... Their setting should've given it away, what with the cheering of the crowd, whom their eyes were all locked on, the fact they were the only women here...

...But Sakura was too tired to point out any of these things... The effort of even rising had taken so much out of Sakura... and all she wanted to do was take a LONG nap... Couldn't do that though... N-not until she won... Limply, she leaned forward against Vespa, their chests mashing heavily against one another as the fumes the cheerleader was running on stunted her ability to stand! She sought the support of her friend, even if she knew it would inevitably end in her being knocked to the floor again... She was just that stubborn!

"We're in a match..." Lucky whispered softly, resting her chin on her friend's shoulder, her arms wrapping around her midsection loosely! "I...I'm gonna win tooooo..."

Lucky seemed extremely tired, hardly able to stand up on her own. In fact, the cheerleader was leaning on Vespa pretty heavily, though the wasp yet again missed the fact that Lucky’s generous bosom was squishing against hers. The wasp only tilted her head at the embrace of her friend, unsure of what she meant…Had Vespa done this? The warrior…was feeling extremely tired herself. It was all she could do to support herself and Lucky, to stay standing tall and keep them from toppling over.

“A…match?” Vespa simply looked down, an expression of confusion settling on her face. A gloved hand moved to wipe the tears away from Lucky’s cheek, the wasp’s eyes opening wide in surprise to see her knuckles bleeding. Whatever had happened, it must have been intense. Lucky seemed to want to win the battle…but she seemed so very tired. Any thing else done to her could be for the worst.

Vespa smiled as warm as she could with her rows of daggered teeth, and wrapped her arms around Lucky to try and set her onto the floor gently. The pain in her skull and arms was unbearable…but that was the burden of a knight. To fight on when no one else could, and to defend those who had fallen and needed protecting. Though she would never disobey her Queen, Vespa felt the need to protect everyone in her hive, including its soldiers. Though she would never say it…Sakura felt like a friend…and the wasp would fight to protect her as she was sure Lucky would do for her.

As she laid the cheerleader down on her back, Vespa simply sat next to her looking down on her with those bright yellow eyes of hers. There was none of the usual lust for battle, or over excited adrenaline pumping through her gaze. She seemed concerned, but comforting, a strange look for a woman in decorative “armor”. Her gloved hand moved to push Lucky’s bangs out of her face, but other then that, no hostile moves were made against the cheerleader.

The crowd seemed confused…Vespa was normally a cackling, screaming loon who charged at her foes with all the intelligence of the insect she dressed up as. Few had even conceived she was capable of compassion, and stranger still, to show it towards her foe. But there she was, watching over Sakura with a warm smile and glowing yellow eyes…

Lucky sighed happily as she felt the fingers of Vespa gently brush the tears from her cheek... It was a nice feeling, a tender feeling, something she didn't get to see from the wasp much... if at all really! She wasn't the kinda girl the cheerleader took as a sweet and cuddly person... A good one, however, yes. She was energetic, spunky and went ALL out with her costume! She kept to her roleplay so faithfully, Lucky envied her quietly every time she performed and she put up a HELLAVA fight every match... But Vespa was no cuddly munchkin like Sakura herself was... at least, she didn't think so until now.

Sakura was completely vulnerable, weakened and at Vespa's mercy. One good hit would be enough to knock Sakura completely out and what does Vespa choose to do with this opportunity? She smiled down at the cheerleader, a smile a big sister might give to her younger sibling who was tired but not yet willing to fall asleep... Even though the wasp's teeth were sharper than daggers and had been fighting ferociously a minute ago, Lucky couldn't help but feel safe in her arms, sensing the genuine warmth within every inch of the other woman's smile. Instinctively, she nuzzled up into the soldier-bee as she wrapped her arms around Lucky in turn, her sense of direction warping until the gentle kiss of the mat upon her back revealed she had been laid down once again... Vespa joined her on the floor right beside, Lucky's droopy emerald eyes weakly locking onto the big-sisterly figure that was the bee-knight... She couldn't help but smile herself, despite the pain and exhaustion taking her away...

It was so weird seeing her friend act like this... FEEL HER acting like this... Was this how she was when they weren't in the ring...? Heh... what a squishy softly... so cute...

"D-does this mean... I-I....... I lose....?" Sakura asked Vespa softly, looking to her for answers, even while the ref was rushing up besides them, checking if they were both okay! Even if Lucky wanted to now... she couldn't move... Everything was too heavy... she was too tired and it hurt too much... She thought... she might just throw up if she had to even raise her back off the floor, it was so bad... That headbutt had really messed her up, she could tell...

...But having Vespa with her... it didn't really feel so bad...

"...I'm.... I'm.... sorry I couldn't do better..." She offered, disappointed in herself... This was supposed to be an EPIC battle, a PART 2 to their awesome fight from before! "...I... I wanted to... impress you... I'm... sorry...." tears began to well up in the corners of her eyes again, her own words cutting deep into her heart and revealing an even more obvious vulnerability. She had FAILED in giving Vespa the battle she deserved and FAILED in even making this fight last. She had done all this training and it amounted to NOTHING... Just one head-blow... and she could no longer move...

...She hoped Vespa wouldn't hate her... She didn't know what she'd do...

The smile on the wasp’s face didn’t seem to fade even a little bit as Lucky began to relax onto the canvas floor, looking like she was about to melt she felt so comfortable. It was an interesting sight for Vespa. She had never seen anyone like that around her before. Most of the time people were always tense or giving her a look that she noticed seemed to be exclusive to her. She paid it little mind of course, but to actually see a new expression was a bit…well, new.

Lucky was just a kind, soft hearted hive mate at the end of the day. She treated everyone better then they probably deserved and Vespa had become aware of that. Not everyone was comfortable around the knight, and many of her fellow hive mates would out right avoid her…that was why Lucky was so…(Special?) to Vespa. Before her, Vespa was alone despite living in a Hive, only her Queens orders to keep her company…but never her queen. If the orders suddenly stopped, or her queen abandoned her…was there even a point in existing? Well if Lucky would continue to be her hive mate…sure.

But for now, Vespa would focus on the friend in need in front of her. Lucky had begun to tear up again, explaining her desire to impress the senior knight and lamenting her inability to continue the fight. It was…touching, to be thought of in such a manner. Vespa’s smile didn’t break, though she did chuckle lightly, wincing as the pain in her skull flared up just a bit.

“Neither of us lost in the eyes of the Queen. So long as she is happy, then there is nothing to be sad about. You gave it your all, and hat is more than enough for a drone like me…Still, I never expected your skull to be so hard.” Vespa’s attempt to make a “joke” seemed to go unnoticed by the paramedics checking them out even after hearing her snicker. Suddenly, her eyes flashed wide open in something resembling excitement, “Ah! We have meats! Juicy meat to eat Sakura! Want zzz-ome?” She paused as she bit her tongue at the end, but began to shift around, visibly excited to share her favorite food with Sakura and make her feel better.

If only Lucky knew how much Vespa shared her sentiment... It might've just made her cry even more!... But for a good reason this time, though!... Because she had a great friend in the wasp... A friend who was REALLY enthusiastic about her character FOR SURE, but a wonderful friend nonetheless... She didn't beat the crap out of the poor, exposed Lucky, she didn't smile and laugh evily with her victory assured... No, she simply sat herself down beside her and comforted the poor girl, assuring her that there was nothing to be sad about...

Lucky was now actively crying... she couldn't help it... What did she EVER do to deserve a friend like her...? What in her life had she done that had given her the karma necessary to come across someone as faithful and kind as Vespa herself was? Against her own will, fresh tears rolled down over Lucky's cheeks, her nose softly sniffling as she stared up at the other woman... Would it be right to say that, in this moment, Vespa surpassed her besty in Maddie in her friend's list?

...No... Not quite... But DANG IT if she wasn't a STRONG number two!

"Heehee... Y-yeah..." She giggled, smiling through her tears up at her friend in yellow and black... "Y-yours too... Your head is, like... made of rocks or something..."

Paramedics have already entered the ring, indicating that the fight had ended... But... She didn't hear the bell ring or the ref count anything! Did... did someone win...? Did they both lose...? Did it even matter...? No. Not really. Even while the doctors did their work, Sakura giggled softly with Vespa buzzing about, apparently REALLY EXCITED about sharing her "special meats" with her! Oh Em Gee, she was so cute... Why couldn't she be strong enough to tackle her to the floor and kiss her unconscious...? Why was she cursed with these urges and not have a functional body to act upon them...?

"I'd go anywhere with you...!" Lucky exclaimed as excitedly as she could weakly holding up a hand for Vespa to take... "J-just... Lemme have a long nap first, mmmkay...? I'm really... really tired..."

Vespa didn’t understand…why was Sakura crying even more? Was she really in that much pain? Or just really into the promise of untold hordes of meat? The giant wasp hoped it was the latter over the former. If Lucky really was in the serious amount of pain, there was nothing Vespa could do to ease it, medically. She was a warrior, not a medical drone…whatever THAT was. It was lucky (there’s that word again.) that a few seemed to appear from nowhere. There was not even a hint of doubt in Vespa’s mind that it was the work of the Queen insuring the safety of her warriors. A cute blush flashed across the pale insect’s exoskeleton as she giggled to herself, letting the medical drones work their strange science.

Vespa had not heard the bell either, but it was clear to anyone that neither could continue. Likely, this match would be counted as either a draw or a simple no contest result. Neither bothered Vespa, as there was no way for the Hive to lose in this match. Either way, victory belonged to the Hive, and so was shared by both Vespa and Lucky herself. What else could she ask for?

Some of the medical drones began to examine Vespa, earning them a few annoyed growls and the wasp even lunging forward to bite one of them as they poked her in the eye (it was an accident, birthed from the fact Vespa kept squirming and struggling). Eventually they got her to calm down enough to actually work on both her and Lucky, who seemed to be reaching for Vespa.

The wasp…poked the hand, curious what was in it that she was not seeing. It would be a few seconds before she realized she was supposed to grasp the hand, another one of Lucky’s affectionate customs. At least, that’s what Vespa thought.

“The meat will be roasted to perfection when you wake, Sakura. Rest easy, weary warrior…for I shall be there to greet you when you wake with bountiful harvest of pleasures provided by prey and enemies alike~”

One of the paramedics made sure to double check her eyes to make sure she didn’t have some sort of concussion. The match was over, yet she still kept talking like some…weirdo. If they only knew…

Vespa would (forcibly) be taken to the medical ward with Lucky to get both of them a more thorough checkup. However, the very first chance she got, Vespa would disappear from her bed, swiping only her stinger gauntlets and whatever food was around. She had to prepare a feast for her friend.

There was no time to rest! After all, she promised Lucky a yummy feast, and she was going to be sure it was one the hive mate would never forget!

The End