"Aphrodite" Aisha Love VS Yayuuki "Lucky" Sakura: All Is Fair In Love And War

Finding eventually the pain would settle down, her body would finally go somewhat still as only her hands covered over her sore throat. That damned girl, she'd have to punish her for such insolence, no not punish, destroy her. Although right now she wasn't able to doll out such revenge when she be slammed somewhat down by Yayuuki for a pin count early in the match.

"1... 2..."

Just before the count of three the goddess would kick out, pushing the cheerful woman aside and rolling off away, falling off the edge of the mat to the floor. She just needed a few moments to get her nerves back, to get herself in working order again and away from her opponent. Ten counts was all that she needed to do so, hand still at her throat.

There was a lot of strength still left in Aphrodite, so much that she was able to not only kick out at one-and-a-half, but she PUSHED Sakura right off of her and made for a quick escape to the outside! The cheerleader, already thrown-off with everything that had been going on in this match, was easily discarded to the side, Sakura slowly rolling to her feet as Aphrodite made her roll off the edge of the ring! The venom she stared at the cheerleader, the sheer unrestrained hatred... it wasn't something Sakura saw that often... especially directed at her! Only Death Bunny, god help her, ever looked at Lucky with that kind of utter distaste. Lucky could only stand there, staring at Aphrodite as she stared back, the taller, more buxom woman glaring at the smaller, more innocent girl like a hungry, beaten tiger in a cage, a seasoned warrior disgraced before the fury of an ambitious upstart!

...It was like there was something beyond losing that was at stake for this woman and she resented Sakura for threatening to take it away with every blow she landed!

"..."

...Still, Lucky couldn't just forget the harsh slap delivered across her cheek, the disrespectful hostility Aphrodite had shown purposelessly towards her earlier in this fight. While a piece of Lucky wanted to try and speak to her, attempt some kind of communication with the woman... but the rest shut it all down. There was nothing to be done here other than beat her. Aphrodite would probably slap her again if she tried to get close, offer a hand or something, maybe even go further with a punch or kick!

...It wasn't worth it. As much as it pained her to think that, it just wasn't worth the risk of getting beaten up. If Aphrodite wanted Lucky to treat her as nothing more than an opponent, she would have to earn it now. Sakura's sweetness was on hold for this fight.

3....

4....

5...

6...

7...

"Damn it ," she swear to herself over gritted teeth. Lucky had not fallen for the old fashioned rouse and now the time was near up for her to get back in the ring, the crowd booing at the heel as she taunted them back, brushing a hand away in utter disgust. This was not going to plan whatsoever and she seemed rather furious visibly about that fact.

She prowled around the outskirts, getting in at the count of 9 slowly getting in to break the count and keep an eye on her opponent. Yayuuki was not playing by the game Aphrodite wanted to play and was now having to play with the ball in her opponents court. If such was now the case the goddess would have to start acting far more serious, hopefully unmolested as she got back to her back in the ring, circling around.

Aphrodite wouldn't taunt this time, not yet anyways as she waited just for the right moment. If all came to plan, she rush forward, hoping to tackle Yayuuki down to the mat, grabbing at her slender legs. If Yayuuki wasn't going to give her respect she was going to have to force her to do so, a task that wouldn't be easy in the slightest.

Aphrodite waited until the very last second before finally returning to the ring, climbing back in and circling the cheerleader like the predator she was no longer pretending not to be. Sakura would follow her from the opposite direction, preventing herself from being trapped and surrounded while also keeping her opponent in the center of her view. Lucky, although cute and bubbly, also had the analytical mind of an artist and writer, able to pick apart weaknesses in her opponents if she was given enough time to look. So far, Aphrodite had proven herself to be nothing if not aggressive and hostile, attempting to control with her strength, her bulk, rather than with speed or guile. She was predictable if nothing else and did little to very up her fighting style. Aphrodite would lunge at Lucky the way a cat would much smaller prey, coming at her legs with her arms in an effort to tackle her and bring her down!

Brutish indeed, a maneuver used in anger, in haste, an effort to seize an advantage faster than she deserved.

Aphrodite would lunge but Lucky would as well, throwing herself to the side as the larger blonde closed in like a torpedo! Sakura's agility and training in her cheerleading group would've trained her well, the hentai champion breaking into a roll that would quickly return her to her feet, Lucky huffing and puffing softly as her stamina began to be taxed! Okay... playing defensive wasn't going to get her anywhere fast... but maybe it would play against Aphrodite as well! She was so intent on getting her hands on her, enforcing her name, that she seemed oblivious to the large, reaching moves she was making! Surely that would have to wear her out too, right?

*Huff... Huff...* "...She's gotta give out sometime..." Lucky whispered softly, keeping near to the ropes! Some might have seen this as a self-weakening maneuver, limiting her space to back up and move... but Sakura had a plan... One way or another, Aphrodite was going RIGHT back out of this ring... And she hoped her opponent was as slow a learner as she was a forgiver!

Aphrodite may be a crazed diabolical heel whom saw petty revenge as an acceptable art form, but she could learn from mistakes. Big showey tackles and lunges that seemed less like the professional wrestler she was and more the dumb strong woman were ineffective on an opponent as agile and experienced as the Hentai champion. She'd start to look like a fool if she continued on like such, missing and being countered easily every time. Yet such mistakes had to be made first as the rather angry and delusional goddess was about to make one.

"You trashy little...come back here!" she yelled at her almost like a command. She'd charge her again, this time coming a bit lower hoping that she'd get her in a more direct grapple, something she could work with instead of constantly missing the mark again and again. Even with the endurance one such as herself had, she could tire easily exerting herself like so.

It was the same trick again and again, Aphrodite coming at her like a raging bull after the matador, its horns leveled low as to impale and rundown its prey. Lucky was starting to realize that not only was this woman in possession of a real anger-issue, but she was a little bit CRAZY to boot! It was hard to look her in the eye when their gazes met, like staring into a maddening storm who's whip-lashing winds could do nothing but scramble the minds of those that tried to make sense of it's warped and twisted pattern. She was a force of nature now with just enough a mind to her name to speak, a rash and brutal tongue that could do nothing but express the frustration she had with her situation, with Lucky's nimble movements and the lack of success of her thuggish style! Sakura seemed to grow more and more dissatisfied with this fight the more wild and monstrous blows this woman would attempt to land, almost as if she were fighting a demented monkey rather than a functional person! If there was any fun to be had here at all, it was through the sheer irony that, despite Aphrodite's name, the face she now wore was nothing like the goddess of beauty she tried to present herself to be! She looked more like the minotaur, the harpies, sirens with mouths full of teeth... A beauty deceptive by their true apparent nature.

"Just stop it!" Lucky fired back as Aphrodite hurled her only projectile, that being her insults, this time throwing herself LOW at her legs, acting as if this would make a monumental difference! True, she wouldn't be able to slip away to the sides any easier, as she had planned to... but there were more uses for those legs than just running...

LIKE JUMPING FOR EXAMPLE!

As Aphrodite would come CHARGING at her again, this time adjusting her aim slightly, Lucky would SPRING UP, tucking her legs in under her as the woman would dive beneath... before letting her rear fall HARD onto Aphrodite's back, punishing her for her consistent and unchanging errors!

"Give up!"

Lack of success was nothing new to Aphrodite, having spent many times on the losing end of things. This match was appearing to be such a case as she tried to finally get a bead on her opponent, something that she had been lacking as her far more aggressive style in this match just couldn't let her beat on the cheerful opponent that had been presented to her. The goddess had hit a near wall as all attempts at just getting ahead were cut off fairly quickly easy. It was still clear this wasn't her normal state with possibly a sign of her losing out on her title attempt a good reason for her rather uncontrolled anger.

Her eyes went wide as Lucky wasn't in front of her anymore but above, her lower positioning allowing herself to be made a fool as her opponent would drop down on the small of her back, pinning her to the mat stomach down, "Ugghh!" she'd let out, crushed somewhat underneath. This wasn't at all what she wanted.

The landing on Lucky's end wasn't exactly the most comfortable thing either! She let out a soft groan as she rolled off of Aphrodite, landing on her hands and knees as she huffed and puffed heavily, watching her fallen opponent! She was so tough, Aphrodite... Even know after taking so many hits in succession, she was able to get right back up and keep fighting, keep up her vicious assault with impressive momentum! Sakura found herself regretting that they couldn't have been friends... She really would have appreciated a sparring partner as tough and tenacious as Aphrodite was! While she wasn't quite sure just how low Aphrodite was getting on her reserves, Lucky herself was starting to feel her own dip just a bit! She was becoming aware of how much her muscles burned, how soaked her wrestling outfit was getting with sweat, how much slower she was getting with each hit she was taking, each blow she delivered! She was starting to wear down, beating on this buxom wall that was Aphrodite... She was so tough....

...that meant Sakura wasn't going to win on pure strikes alone!

Should Aphrodite remain docile and grounded, Sakura would crawl back on top of her back, straddling her wide, attractive hips as her hands would scoop underneath her chin!

"NNNNNGH!" Sakura would grunt, PULLING her opponent back in a STRONG Boston Crab, attempting to subdue the taller, older woman before Sakura's energy would begin to fail her! The last thing she needed was to gas out now... She had to force this match back into equalibrium!

Aphrodite struggled underneath, fooled by a cheerleader of all things was grinding on her nerves, and more so the repeated nature of it, constantly made to look like an idiot before those in the crowd whom cheered for Sakura as she made easy work of whatever the goddess actually threw her way. It was only a week or two ago that she lost her chance at becoming the Rising Star title holder to the despicably good Yukina and now to being flattened on the ground, legs raised up and back suffering from being in a Boston Crab by Sakura.

Nrraaahhh… get... get off of me!" she let out in pain but still not effectively tapping out as referee was on both their knees, consistently checking to see if the goddess would tap out to her opponent. Each time the referee was met with a no.

All was not lost however as Aphrodite was a crafty one and soon she was attempting to push her body up, trying to slip out with an almost crawling dash and be in the dangerous position of being behind a seated Sakura. Every second however of it was torture on the back, agonizingly painful. All of this to escape and do one last thing, take her hopefully still grounded opponent and rush from behind while still down on the mat.

"What...?" Lucky yelled back as Aphrodite demanded her freedom. "S-so you can beat me up? So you... can... hurt me!? NO!" Lucky would only WRENCH back Aphrodite's legs harder, attempting to subdue the blonde! ...It would not succeed. The goddess of beauty was simply too stubborn to be subdued by Lucky and too wrathful for the pain to do it's job! Instead, the larger woman would make a mad crawl-dash towards the edge of the ring, eventually reaching it despite the cheerleader's resistance! Upon contact the ref would make Sakura release her grip... and there was nothing the cheerleader could do... but comply.

"Nnngh..." Lucky groaned, falling away from Aphrodite and crawling back herself, her breathing heavy... labored as she shuffled to her feet! Aphrodite was so durable... It didn't feel like her attacks were affecting her at all! From one submission to another, this woman seemed to only grow stronger as she grew angry, more sloppy too... but that didn't much matter if Sakura couldn't inflict any meaningful damage! Again, Lucky would shuffle back towards the border of the ring, her arms held up defensively in case Aphrodite wanted a slug-fest, Sakura's stance... somewhat shaky from both exhaustion... and a touch of fear! Aphrodite didn't seem rational, as if winning was less of a concern for her now.... rather than just getting revenge!