Lucky vs Death Bunny 2: Breakthrough!

It was actually surprisingly easy to make contact with the proper channels in order to get this all arranged, DB making it SO much easier on her this time around! By getting in contact with her opponent's manager through her own, Sakura managed to set up a REMATCH with the scary, bunny lady, Lucky sensing... that they had a connection now! No, not something romantic where Sakura had feelings for her and DB did too and she just didn't know it yet... but their relationship was at least BETTER than before, she thought! Death Bunny didn't throw her into anything outside of a match... she didn't threaten her wellbeing... much, boy, compared to the scariness that the Irish-beauty displayed in their first fight, they might as well had been GOOD friends!

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But now wasn't the time to dwell on relationships... For once, as her name was called, Sakura didn't come out smiling and waving, blowing kisses at the many beautiful girls that cheered her name and held up supporting signs! For once, Lucky came out with a serious, almost uncharacteristic frown, her emerald eyes hardened with resolve for the battle ahead! Lucky had been preparing herself mentally for this confrontation ever since she established the date for their fight. She couldn't take this lightly if she wanted to win... She had to fight with everything she had ALL the TIME! No jokes, no kisses or hugs or niceties...

She was gonna give Death Bunny 100%!

Sakura stood in the middle of the ring, arms at her sides, fingers clenched into fists as she stared out towards her opponent's entrance stoically... still. The crowd almost fell completely silent, shocked by this behavior! AFW's plucky, go-lucky cheerleader... it was almost as if someone had replaced her with an evil, silent, not-at-all-happy clone!

It seemed everything had gotten all topsey-turvey this day as the two women stepped out to face one another, Lucky's uncharacteristic seriousness being met with Death Bunny's surprising energetic excitement. It was as if the sunshine that Sakura naturally brought had fallen to the dark while DB's abyss glowed with little shimmers of light... Something had happened where the two of them had taken aspects of the other into themselves, two dichotomous beings taking a step into each other's world... Lucky wasn't going to be letting anything get in her way of winning this time, the cheerleader putting EVERYTHING she had into this fight... She DID have something to prove when it came to the rabbit, that she COULD fight if she wanted too and put up a DAMN GOOD ONE at that! Not many people believed she was a credible fighter given her record, that all she was good for was kissing and fondling and fucking other girls...

...They were wrong.

Wrestling was fun and all but there were times when you met someone you just couldn't ignore, someone who demanded NO LESS than 100%! That was who Death-Bunny was to her right now. While Maddie Lux would forever be her pan-ultimate rival, a woman she both LOVED and wanted to surpass to the end of her days... Death Bunny was as close to an "enemy" as Sakura could get! She didn't hate her... Hell, she wasn't even close to DISLIKING her! But defeating her... That was the only thing on her mind... ever since she accepted her challenge all that time ago.

Lucky would walk right up to DB as DB would to her, the two of them locking eyes, their expressions better suited to each other's faces. DB asked if this was what Lucky wanted, if she was SURE she wanted to go through with this... and to that, Lucky only said one word:

"Yes."

Flat. A-matter-of-fact. She WAS ready. Arrogance... nor even confidence touched the heart of Sakura this day... Determination, though, was the only thing visible. From how her muscles firmly tensed in anticipation, how she locked eyes with her foe, how she stood toe-to-toe with one of AFW's patented best fighters, Lucky was determined not to go down like she did last time, not to succumb to baser emotions like fear. She really liked DB... and she was going to show it by giving this fight all she had! She did not miss the joviality DB brought with her this time, though, something that did strike Lucky as a little... odd. She smiled like nothing Lucky had ever seen... approached her as casually as she would a friend! Reflexively, Sakura could feel the corners of her lips curl up in response, her arms twitch lightly as if wanting to WRAP around DB in a BIG hug... But those feelings were quickly squashed... Sakura's fingers curled into fists as she stared up a the Irish woman... before backing away to her corner.

...The match was about to begin.

There wasn't much to be said when it came to this fight, the two of them only sharing one-word acknowledgements before moving to their corners. As far as they were concerned, there wasn't going to be any huge emotional reactions on either end of the spectrum, either Death Bunny's dark perversions or Lucky's radiant sunlight. Something had been learned after their last match and the two of them would meet on their respective sides in the middle, The cheerleader still quietly hopeful and excited for this fight, her more wild and positive emotions tempered in perspective and Death Bunny's hellish and chilling anger seemingly restrained and controlled with the firm hand of expectation. The two figures were stoic in their way when it came to this battle, their eyes locked intently on one another as observed from across the ring, Sakura flexing her fingers in front of her... DB cracking her knuckles... A quiet intensity practically compressed the air between them as if the force of their gazes had true physical weight, a small compression of air between then where their glares met.

DING!

Sakura lifted her hands up in her own MMA-style stance, one she mimicked from her senpai Natasha Loclear. Once the Hentai champion, Natasha was also a formidable combatant in her own right as Lucky could attest, her martial-arts prowess being one that Lucky had asked for and trained to make her own! Observing, copying and replicating her teacher's technique, honing that technique through her fights with her master, Sakura had created a FIRM approximation of Natasha's stance... DB would take up her own as well in contrast to their last fight, DB having a solid MMA-style pose that assumed POWERFUL offense with a formidable defense, her head and body tucked behind her hands as she inched towards the cheerleader. Lucky would approach similarly, her arms raised protectively near her face, palms open to catch or deflect, her eyes focused periphery attentive to both of the woman's hands...

DB was naturally the aggressor in their confrontation, throwing quick, rapid yet coordinated strikes at Sakura's head when she got comfortably within her range, the cheerleader responding with an appropriate defense of bobbing and weaving! Her head was like the target of Wack-a-mole, popping up and around the hammers as they FLEW in, impossible to strike as they would duck out of the way JUST in time! Some tried to catch her, spotting her movements and attempted to intercept, the cheerleader lifting her hands to gently push them JUST out of the way with her palm... the outside of her wrist... analyzing the combination before her as a machine might... scanning for weaknesses!

Sakura squatted LOW as a jab SHOT over her head, a blow meant for the center of her face, the cheerleader SHOOTING LIGHTNING fast up to her full height, her knee ROCKETING up at DB's stomach in a massive rising knee-strike, the cheerleader following up with a sharp HOOK of her own, aimed at CRACKING DB across the jaw and sending her stumbling back, putting a good bit of distance between them! Should her blows connect, the cheerleader would take a quick hop back, her fingers clenching into fists as she took up her stance once again, her eyes sharp... attentive.

Spoiler:

Lucky's determination didn't at all block out her field of vision, the cheerleader having taken careful notes of her surroundings. Her Emerald eyes followed both her opponent... and the ring about her as she bobbed, attacked and retreated, calculating in her head how close she was getting to the oncoming ropes. Like a stealthy assassin, they crept up on the golden-clad wrestler, attempting to entrap her in it's flexible, ropy grip! Even if her attacks struck true, HAMMERING into DB with a fierceness unknown to this woman, the irish bunny of doom wasn't to be deterred so easily! Despite her relatively thin and taught frame, she could take more punishment than ANYONE Sakura had ever known... and that meant she couldn't let herself get caught! Tanks, of all kinds, just loved to entrap their speedier prey in a corner... and if this happened, it would be like trying to squirm out of air-tight hand-cuffs! There was no CHANCE of escape... or mercy. Lucky knew that she didn't have good chances of slipping out through the sides either fore her opponent was close too... if not just as.... IF NOT MORE quick than she was! Death Bunny was as smart and perceptive as she was dangerous... She would do everything she could to box Lucky in and make her speed and dexterity worthless to her...

...But Sakura had an idea!

The knee-strike DB brought up to Lucky's buxom chest was as much a blessing as it was a danger! Those ropes were going to work for her whether DB wanted them to or not! With the tiniest grin flicking across her full lips! DB's knee would SLAM into Lucky's arms as she brought them up to shield herself, the cheerleader THROWING herself back with the momentum of the attack, PUSHING her deep into the embrace of the ropes... And, as per their nature, the rubber-bands FLUNG her back out as quickly as they moved to hold her, Sakura SHOOTING into a sprint towards DB, her arm shooting out to catch her in a quick and powerful clothesline! Should it connected, Sakura would SPIN on her heel (hopefully as DB was getting up, her boot shooting out to SLAM into her opponent's jaw in a massive superkick, intent on sending her DOWN to the floor again!

Lucky's attacks wouldn't fell DB, the giantess the size of an average-woman, but her attacks wouldn't simply be brushed off either! DB's body responded to the damage afflicting it with more animation than one would assume it would EVER allow, Lucky's first hit SLAMMING across DB's chest and the other nearly knocking her on her ass! The Bunny Reaper of all Unworthy Souls wouldn't simply collapse to a blow from an angel such as Lucky, however, not one as weak as that! She would STAMP her foot and catch herself before the ground could IMPACT with her face, DB collapsing to a single knee and cradling her pained jaw, seemingly surprised by the sheer aggression Lucky was showing in this match! Indeed, the caring, sweet and bubbly woman Sakura normally was was taking a break this day, replaced by a creature of determination and drive, one that craved the respect and admiration of the Dark Bunny Princess, the sight of cracking that seemingly invulnerable shell that woman enveloped herself with!

...And that meant unrelenting pressure, speed and viciousness, one of those Lucky was learning about all the time in this fight from a first-person perspective! While DB was kneeling on the ground, Sakura would LEAP upon her like a giant cat leaping upon her prey, the cheerleader then changing animals to the constricting embrace of a sub-aquatic invertebrate, her arms and legs entangling around her opponent's body in a CRUSHING hold!

Sakura, if left uninterrupted, would LOCK DB DOWN in a punishingly agonizing Octopus Hold, aiming on planting her FACE-DOWN on the mat like she had intended to with those strikes... but this time hold her there as her arm was being bent back at such a torturous angle that it would be only a matter of time before the joint gave out and then shattered altogether!

There was an... uncomfortable silence among the crowd, an almost uncomfortable squirming that washed over them like a wave upon a still surface of water, each person chattering quietly to their neighbor about Sakura's... radical transformation, unsure if it was... good for her... They were almost intimidated by the harshness this little ball of sunlight could be capable of... especially as she demonstrated it upon a woman she herself respected.