Daisuke 'The wrestling Prince' vs Rio Kazama

Match Type: Single's match
Winning condition: Pin, Submission or KO.
Rules: Standard Pro wrestling

It was nice to finally have a scheduled one on one wrestling match against an opponent. No drama, no bad blood, no pressure or tension. Far too many of the wrestling prince's matches ended up personal before they even began or span that way post-match for one reason for the other. However, it had been a long time since he had a in-ring Tension match without any stakes or reason behind the match. There was no score to settle here.....yet.

The wrestling prince would step out of the showers, nice and fresh. He was facing Rio Kazama today who had just joined AFW not too long ago and it was going to be her debut match. Usually, Daisuke was oblivious to new wrestlers at AFW but surprisingly he knew about Rio. She was one of the wrestlers down in Berserk Gym. Misaki and Sakura had already moved over so it was only a matter of time until others would think about a switch as well.

Daisuke would slip into his grey CK wrestling briefs, before putting on a pair of black wrestling boots and elbow pads to finish up.

Daisuke:

With that, he made his way out to the gorilla position, putting on a glittery robe as a prop for his entrance. Waiting for his cue behind the curtain, once his theme cued he would brush past said curtains and make his way into the Tension arena. He was greeted with a mixture of cheers and jeers but the prince paid no heed to his subjects and would instead walk down that ramp towards the ring. Daisuke would step up the steel steps and enter in the ring before calmly dis-robing, hanging the robe over the top ropes and then settling into his corner of the ring. Daisuke would do some light stretches warm-ups, just to get warmed up while he waited for the infamous Rio Kazama.

"Hmph! Alright' lets see what the wrestlers from Berserk can really do" he spoke to himself while stretching his arms and twisting at the hip.

Right. Honestly, Rio was hoping Sakura would be her first fight in this place... Granted, what were the odds a tension-wrestler like her would face someone from the friction circuit? Whatever... Whoever this guy was, he'd go down the same. They always did. A big, cocky smirk spread across her lips as she saw just who she was facing, some guy that thought he ruled the world because he won a few matches... what a moron... Granted, from the fights she saw of his, she wasn't just someone to brush off.

...Hmph.

Spoiler:

"...Better than you." Rio announced as she stepped out from back stage, arms crossed, amber eyes sparking with a competitive glare, her teeth bared in an arrogant smile as she walked down the ramp, her heavy-metal music BLARING out behind her! Just from the way she walked, how she stepped... she practically secreted confidence. It was as if the possibility of loosing was so, damn remote, it might as well had been equivalent to the quantum probability of her phasing through the floor she walked on!

As Rio drew closer to the ring and got an even better look at her opponent... she only grew more confident. Look at him... he wasn't even taller than her. Sure, his muscles were inflated to an awesome size... but what good were they if they couldn't deliver what they advertised? Heh. This was going to be a little fun, at least. Without any hesitation, Rio slipped right into the ring, squaring up with Daisuki, their bodies mere inches apart.

"So, you're my first opponent huh? Not much to look at... but I guess I'll break a sweat on you." Rio mused loudly, softly cupping her chin between her forefinger and thumb. "Try to put up a fight, huh? Hate for my first match to bore me."

While the wrestling prince would lean in his corner, doing his own thing and warming up, Rio's theme would cue and the crowd would erupt in cheers. Daisuke would straighten his back and adjust his briefs, turning his attention towards the ring ramp. Rio would appear from the back, clad in her purple sports bra and briefs. With that, Daisuke would start to pump himself up, getting psyched up as he would hop up and down in place, loosening up his arms and shoulders.

The look on Rio's face was simply oozing in confidence, which was good. Daisuke would love to break that confidence and prove that he was the better wrestler. In no time, Rio would make her way into the ring and Daisuke would walk towards the center so that the two would meet face to face, head to head. It was a good size up, with both of them being the same height. Their bodies inches apart, foreheads slightly touching and nosing rubbing against each other as Rio would start her banter.

"Not much to look at? I could say the same, you're just another sweaty tomboy" he said back. "Don't worry, I'll be more than a match for you." he would growl, bumping foreheads and pressing up even more into her as they really went head to head. The referee would step in between and would separate the pair, telling them to back up just a bit.

Daisuke would back up and the referee would then call for the ring, once that bell rang the wrestling prince would raise his arms up and called for a collar and elbow grapple battle to start things off. He wanted to see how good she was and the best way to do so was a clinch.

"Acting tough? That's nothing new." Rio shot back, pushing back against his forehead as he shoved into hers! "Then how about you shut up and put up, tough guy? I'll show you just how superior we Berserkers are!" Rio's smile grew sharp, her eyes aflame with all the eagerness in the world to beat that cocky-ass attitude right off this guy's lips! If he thought he could talk to HER like that, Rio Kazama, he was going to understand the hard way that he was wrong... DAMN wrong.

Before anything could truly break out, the ref would step between them, pushing them apart and DEMANDING they step back! Rio flashed a look at the woman in stripes, more annoyed than anything else... before looking back at Daisuke and smirking... as if she knew how this match was going to go... And she did. This was going to be HER fight and HER win! The only debate... was how long it was going to take to wring it out of this guy.

Without a word, Rio would step back as she was asked, putting a nice, healthy distance between herself and her opponent... at least before the bell rang! Once it had, the white-haired wrestler would instantly shoot up her hands and approach Dai... the man apparently thinking the same thing! Well... this was fine enough. After all, what better way was there to prove her superiority than to start at the basics: Strength?

The two wrestlers would LOCK up in an elbow-collar lockup and Rio would INSTANTLY move to completely overpower Daisuke! And why not? This arrogant asshole thought he could step to her and think him her superior...? Heh... Well... He'd soon learn the truth. Letting out a low growl. Rio would SHOVE into Daisuke, attempting to PUSH him back to the turnbuckle he had come from!

Even before the match began, they were getting all hot and bothered, moving up to each other's face and using just their bodies to push into each other, seeing who would flinch or back up. Neither would do so and the two would end up in a aggressive shoving contest without the use of their arm. Whether it was the use of her chests, foreheads or abs, Rio and Daisuke really pushed into each other and neither backed down. That is, until the referee decided to step in and ordered the two to back up.

Once that happened, the pair backed up and waited for the bell to rang. The bell would ring and both of them only had one thing in mind, to get right into the action and prove the other wrong. Rio and Daisuke had one thing in common, both were cocky and arrogant, both thought they were the best. With that, Rio would go in rather aggressive and lock up with Daisuke with every intent to go all out.

"Nrgh" he grunted as the two danced around in the grapple, breathing down each other's next due to the proximity. Daisuke started out on the wrong foot and after managing it to keep it stalemate for a few moments, Rio would start to push in, more and more. "Urgh damn tomboy" he moaned before being backed up into the corner.

His back pressed up against the turnbuckle and he felt Rio press into him. Daisuke was now sandwiched in between Rio and the turnbuckle.

For all of Daisuke's tough talk, for all his posturing and prideful remarks, in the end he couldn't even hold Rio back for more than a few moments! In those few moments, he did give her a little fight... Their forms pressed together, strength against strength, power against power... Perhaps for a second, Rio might've thought she'd met her match... Ah, but then he gave out... and all was right in the world again! With a mighty heave, the white-haired, purple-clad fighter SHOVED the man BACK into his corner, pinning him there while he grumbled and sputtered...

"HA! What's the matter, tough guy?" Rio mocked getting right in his face, her amber eyes glaring into his! "Can't take the heat? Can't keep your promises?" Before he could respond, the man would feel a pair of hands LATCH onto one of his wrists, Rio taking a large step back with him in her grip... BEFORE WHIPPING around and HURLING her opponent right at the opposite ropes! If she managed to do so, she would send Daisuke FLAILING against the edge of the ring and, if he was unable to right himself in time... Rio would position herself before him as came stumbling back, bounced off the ropes!

"Well... You do look kind of tired..." She would muse with a sharp-toothed smirk... lowering herself into a sprinting position... SUDDENLY she would BREAK INTO A RUN right at Dai as he rebounded off the ropes, charging RIGHT at the man... before JUMPING into the air, bringing her knee up in a MASSIVE strike RIGHT under his jaw!

"HAVE A SEAT, BASTARD!"

Both wrestlers went in at each other with an aggressive intent. Rio would be as up front in her approach as the wrestling prince, which was a rare thing in Tension and which was probably the thing that caught Daisuke off guard. Not wanting to back down from the challenge, the silver haired wrestler would lunge in and lock up with her male foe. Their bodies smacked into each other and the two locked horns, engaged in a test of strength grapple battle.

Daisuke groaned in effort, as did Rio, after the initial stalemate, Rio would push and push, eventually getting Daisuke backed up in the corner. The prince's cheeks flushed red in embarrassment as Rio pinned him there, using her body to further press into him and grind against him, just to prove her point.

"Nrrghh!" he groaned, trying to push her off but Rio would get up right in his face, mocking him. "S-shut up, I can take more heat than you ever can" he hissed. With that, Rio would grab his wrists and step aside, whipping Daisuke into the ring ropes.

Daisuke bounced off said ring ropes and came sprinting back, while Rio would lower herself into a sprinting position and run at Daisuke before jumping in the air with her knee raised up. Daisuke had his eyes locked on her during the sprint and he was still fresh and had his senses sharp. Daisuke would try and duck under the knee strike, hoping to dodge just in time.

If he managed to do so, he would quickly get behind her to face her back. From there, the prince would attempt to wrap his arm around her neck and trap her in a sleeperhold submission, leaning onto her back while flexing his biceps. "There we go, got you know. Arghhh you sweaty tomboy's need to learn your place" he grunted in effort as he squeezed harder and harder.

It seemed that Rio had underestimated this guy's agility... It wasn't easy to just... BREAK out of a sprint or turn during one! Such a thing either required great strength or time to wind down but this guy... He just DUCKED low and to the side, Rio's flying knee took to it's namesake and just SOARED right past the Daisuke's head! The white-haired wrestler tsked in frustration, lowering her leg as she came down, landing in a semi-graceful double-step... only for a MASSIVE arm to HOOK around her neck, the bicep of her opponent JAMMED against her wind-pipe!

"URK!" She gasped, hands reflexively SHOOTING up to the limb that bound her throat, PULLING at it in an effort to lessen the pressure! Almost like how the tides of the battle had changed, so too did the tides of their collective arrogance, Daisuke taking his time in this hold to comment on how NOW was the time for her to LEARN her place, no doubt at his feet! Slowly, the white-haired fighter was learning what this guy was all about... and it certainly wasn't helping him seem more... or should she say LESS egalitarian.

"Hmph... Don't fool yourself..." Rio would growl, pulling one of her arms forward... before SHOOTING it back to JAM into Daisuke's stomach, making him regret trying to hold her this way! "You're going to lose... SO SUCK IT UP AND EAT IT!" Again and again, Rio would SLAM her elbow into her opponent's gut, aiming to BITE away at his abs until his strength left him vulnerable and weak! This guy thought he was the shit...? Well, he wasn't ANYTHING to her!... And he was going to pay for that arrogance heftily... She was going to make sure of that!

The wrestling prince was no rookie, just because he lost a grapple in their initial clinch, wasn't going to get him off his game too much. Bouncing off the ring ropes, he came sprinting back and just managed to duck under that flying knee, to get behind Rio. From there, he would slap on a sleeper hold submission and would squeeze his biceps hard around her neck.

The prince would lean forward, putting weight on her back while squeezing her as hard as he could, looking to sap as much strength as he could. Rio was the one who was now struggling and Daisuke doing the talking. Just a few moments later though, the white-haired wrestler would pull her arm forward before sending a massive elbow strike into his abs. "Grruughh!" he groaned, the wind knocked out of him a bit.

However, he continued to squeeze her back, albeit with not much conviction and soon the hold was entirely broken when a second elbow strike hit his abs. "Guuuugghhh!" this time a louder moan escaped his lips as he staggered back, slightly bent forward with his arms wrapped around his abs.

"Y-you!" he growled.

It only took a solid two elbow-strikes before Rio's captor had completely backed off, clutching at his stomach as if a spear had gone through it! The sounds of his distressed cries brought a dark smile to the lips of Rio, especially as the man's arm slipped off from around her throat, the purple-clad fighter simply walking forward out of his grip, rolling her arm in a circular motion as if flaunting her strength to her downed foe!

"If this is the best you can do..."

SUDDENLY, Rio WHIRLED around, her fingers CURLED into a tight fist as she brought her hand around in a MASSIVE hook to SLAM into the man's jaw! If it connected, the white-haired fighter would flash a sharp grin, hopefully sending the man crashing to the floor!

"...Then this is going to suck for you."

Should the 'prince' fall on his back, Rio would simply walk over behind him, dropping down to one knee and grabbing his arms, using them to PULL the man up into a sitting position... and then to YANK him back so that her knee drove into his spine! Harder and harder she would pull on his arms... testing the limits of his joints and pain tollerance, Rio just having the BEST time driving both her knee and her dominance into this guy's back!

"You were saying something about putting me in my place, weren't you, Bastard?" Rio laughed harshly! "How're you going to do that if your arms don't work!?"