Daisuke Takeuchi vs. Hagiwara, Sakura - Part II

Match type: Standard Pro Wrestling
Victory conditions: Pinfall, submission or knockout
Special conditions: This match is part of a tri match series. Sakura Hagiwara currently leading Daisuke 1-0.

There was no two ways about this. Daisuke Takeuchi simply had to beat Hagiwara, Sakura tonight in this singles standard pro wrestling match. The playing feel was more even than it was in the oil wrestling match but Daisuke still believed that Sakura's victory in the oil match was a fluke and it had everything to do with beginners luck. Tonight, however, her luck was going to run out and Daisuke was more prepared than he ever was for the oil wrestling match.

Taking a long shower, thinking up his game plan and strategy, he would afterwards change into his CK grey wrestling briefs and put on black polished leather wrestling boots with matching knee and elbow pads to gear up. He was staring at himself in the mirror, tapping his cheeks to hype himself up. "Come on, she's just an idol. This time, I'm going to pick up the win." he said to himself. When the hour was upon him, he heard a knock on the door which signaled it was time to head out.

Daisuke:

The prince would make his way out to the gorilla position and once his theme cued he would head on out to the AFW Tension arena. Making his way down towards the ring, Daisuke had a more determined look on his face than the cocky one had during his entrance in the first match. He stepped up the steel steps before making his way into the ring, quickly heading to the middle of the ring and started to do some light warm-ups and stretches while he would wait for Hagiwara to make her way down to the ring.

Loosening up his arms and jumping on his heels, Daisuke was eager to get this wrestling match underway so that he could show to the crowd and prove that the first match between himself and Sakura was a fluke victory for the former Sweet Diva Idol.

While her last putting in this three match series hadn't exactly gone as smooth as she may have liked, in the end she managed to squeak out a victory over Daisuke Takeuchi. It had been an embarrassing but valuable experience to tangle with the self-proclaimed wrestling prince in oil but she was happy that tonight's venture was going to be more straightforward. It was pretty clear to her that their first encounter had been designed to be in his favor, taking advantage of her inexperience with that sort of match to try and secure an easy win… maybe that would have worked when she was first starting out, but after here time in Berserk, the idol wrestler knew a thing or two about not backing down and seeing her matches through, even if all seemed lost. Tonight, he was going to get a good taste of what she could actually do… she didn't think he was ready.

Theme:

Sakura Hagiwara:

Sakura Hagiwara came charging through the curtains onto the stage to a deafening roar of the crowd. The idol known round the world was an obvious can favorite which was easily seen and heard from the audience rising up to about and cheer for Sweet Diva's own lead singer. Signs for herself, for Berserk, and Sweet Diva littered the crowd, bobbing up and down through a sea of cheering bodies. Her following was fierce and loyal, coming out in mass to show their support ever since news she joined AFW hit the presses.

Dashing down the ramp, she stretched out a hand to clap her palm against outstretched high fives, making sure she got as many as she could. Bounding up the steel steps, she planted her hand on the top rope and vaulted over to land easily with silent grace. Throwing a hand up, fingers parted with a V for victory as she shouted her thanks out to the crowd. With loud pops, an explosion of red and wilhite streamers were fired off from the ringside area to flutter through the air and into the ring. She held the pose with a wide smile until the last paper streamer settled, turning her attention to Daisuke where a bit of her glowing charisma gave way to a more stern and serious look.

"I hope you are ready for a real battle this time. No oil here to slip me up anymore." Sakura gave him the smallest of nods, a simple acknowledgement from one wrestler to another. She cuddled with her wrist bands and shifted her weight from side to side, bouncing lightly on the balls of her feet. "Looking forward to see what you can do… but don't think I've forgotten our last match." The idol gave a casual warning, still looking for a measure of justice for some of his last transgressions in the ring. Him trying to smother her with his crotch and the dirty trick he used to blind her for the last leg of their first match, specifically. Matters like this needed to be settled in the ring with a bit of tough love and she was more than happy to collect on that had karma here tonight.

If Sakura thought she was the only one who was at a disadvantage in oil then she was severely mistaken. It was true that Daisuke did in fact had more experience in oil than Hagiwara but he was still considered a novice at it despite his best efforts to get better. Now, both wrestlers were in their comfort zone and it would certainly be a more intense battle which Daisuke was more than ready for. This time, he would not make the same mistakes as he did in their oil wrestling bout.

Patiently awaiting the former Sweet Diva Idol, eventually Hagiwara would make her presence known much to the cheers of the crowd. The fan favorite female wrestler made her way down the ramp towards the ring, acknowledging the fans and posing whilst on the top turnbuckle. Daisuke would roll his eyes at the display of showman ship and would fake a yawn in disrespect. When she hopped off the turnbuckle and turned to face Daisuke, the prince would get a bit serious.

Walking to the center of the ring, Daisuke had his gaze fixed at Hagiwara who acknowledged him with a nod followed with some words. "I couldn't agree more, Hagiwara-chan" he said in response to her first comment. "Its good you haven't forgotten about it because I had plans to remind you of it" he taunted.

The referee would make sure the two were at a distance before ordering for the bell to ring. *DING*DING*DING*. As soon as it did, Daisuke would bring his arms up and slightly bend his knees whilst circling his opponent. His eyes were fixed on Sakura whilst he contemplated a maneuver but was willing to take his time to strike when the time was right and was not rushing into things.

"Hmph. Go ahead and try. The only thing you are going to be reminding me about is what it's going to sound like when they announce I've beat you, again." Sakura flashed Daisuke a smirk, no real malice in her tone, just making some lighthearted trash talk. Step over step the idol circled opposite the wrestling Prince with arms raised in waiting expectation for him to charge her. To her surprise, he was being reserved and cautious, perhaps having learned not to underestimate her after all. After a few more moments of inaction, Sakura dipped forward to dash toward him, zooming forward in a curved path to approve from an angle.

She closed the last of the distance with a small hop, twisting her whole body with the landing motion to snap her leg out with a vicious high roundhouse, carrying her mom's fun into the strike. "Hah!" Her long leg extended all the way, whipping around to try and catch him heavily in the side of the head, looking to knock the sense out of him with her opening move. If she managed to land the blow, she would immediately attempt to lock up with him, taking advantage of him possibly reeling to get the upper hand in a collar and elbow lock.

Oh how he hated that confidence of hers. If Hagiwara thought that a lucky win in oil wrestling would justify her confidence going in this professional wrestling match against Daisuke, she had another thing coming. Unfortunately, Daisuke didn't really have much leg to stand on due to the fact that he lost the previous encounter. He let her have the last word and in response would shrug his shoulders while glaring at her in a rather serious look.

Challenging her to a lock up, it seemed she was going for just that. After circling each other, it was surprisingly Hagiwara that took the charge when she dipped towards him at slanted angle. Realizing she was upto some trick, Daisuke was on his guard. When her long leg raised up high, the prince would bring his hands up to this side to protect his head and the force of the kick impacted against his forearm. The strike did hurt but softened the blow just a bit.

Not done yet, Hagiwara lunged in to then lock up with him hoping to get the advantage. "Urgh not so fast Hagiwara-chan. I'm onto your little tricks. Arghhh" he growled, rattled just a bit but not enough to be completely out-grappled. Instead, Daisuke would hold his ground and start to lean onto Sakura, both of them going tooth and nail in the grapple trying to out-grapple the other.

Surprised and a bit impressed, Sakura found her high kick intercepted, sinking into Daisuke's arm rather than landing where she had intended. It was a solid impact, one he seemed to absorb easily enough. She hadn't taken him for being capable when dealing with strikers given their last match up but it made sense for the self proclaimed wrestling prince to be well rounded. Despite not gaining the upper hand in their tie up, she thankfully had locked horns with him before he had a chance to exploit the opening in her kick. That was something to be thankful for.

Without the oil, gaining a good trip was child's play. While her history in the ring with men was all but non existent, she had battled her way through the ranks of many women of comparable size to Daisuke making the exchange feel familiar despite their differences in gender. Still, something as small as thirty pounds made a big difference when he started to bear down on her. Taking a bracing step back she struggled at first with shaky arms as he pushed, using his small height advantage against her. In turn, she spread her legs a bit wider and lowered her center of gravity, pushing towards him instead of up to force him to lean in awkwardly or step back to keep pushing against her.

"No tricks here, just good wrestling acumen!" With a sudden surge of power she went low, trying to shrug off the hand hooked behind her neck, reaching out to attempt to hook one of her arms around one of his thighs. She shoved her shoulder towards his midsection while trying to yank his leg off the mat trying to knock him down onto the mat with a single leg takedown while remaining upright herself. If she managed to get him down, she would keep hold of the captured leg, holding it at an angle before throwing her weight up and kicking her own shapely legs out to drop them down across the suspended limb, trying to stack up damage early on one of his legs to make things easier later.

Learning from his last encounter against the formidable Sakura Hagiwara, the wrestling prince was much more cautious in his approach to wrestle the former Sweet Diva Idol than in their oil wrestling match. When Sakura lunged in towards him, she raised her long legs to stretch all the way towards Daisuke's head to smack him in the side of his head.

To Daisuke's credit, he did his best to bring his guard up and his forearm absorbed some of the blow but left him rattled just enough for Sakura to take the advantage in the grapple. However, that advantage was soon neutralized when Daisuke would use his height and weight advantage to good effect and start to push Hagiwara back.

Both wrestlers were going tooth and nail, Hagiwara would in turn spread her legs wider and lowered her center of gravity to push towards him instead of up to force him into leaning towards her more. "Argh! C-clever" he growled in frustration but admired her technique.

Suddenly, Sakura went low to break off Daisuke's hand behind her neck to grab his thigh and ram her shoulder into his midsection while yanking at his legs to dis-balance him before swinging him down for a single leg take down to dump him on the mats. "Urgh!" the prince groaned after falling to the mats.

With his leg still captured by Sakura, she would pull it up to an awkward angle before leaping up and dropping her own legs across his captured leg. "Guuughh!" Daisuke cried out, winded out and out-wrestled by Hagiwara.

Sakura's weight came crashing down across Daisuke's leg, adding more force than a simple strike could have done. Even now, she kept a hold of his ankle, showing no sign of slowing down as she looked to keep up her momentum with a bout of chain wrestling. Tucking her legs in between her opponent's, she popped back up holding his battered limb, stepping one leg over it gave it a hard twist, trying to flop the man beneath her onto his front. From there she lowered herself down, tucking his leg under one of her arms as she declined to seat herself on the small of his back to lock in a single leg boston crab.

Anyone who was familiar with her utter failure in wrestling when she had first started would know she was familiar with this hold, one that had been used so many times to defeat her in rings just like this. Those days however were done and she had since taken back use of this move in particular to show just how far she had come. The wrestling idol clapped a hand on Daisuke's knee, using that as added leverage to crank the limb backwards. "Give up?"

Things were not off to a good start for the wrestling prince who found himself dropped down on his back. Sakura would use some quick offence to chip away Daisuke's offence but once he was down, she would begin to use her submission expertise on him. After grabbing his leg and holding it up at an angle, Sakura would drop her own leg across his for a nasty jerk on his captured leg.

Moaning out in pain, Daisuke tried to escape but Sakura was quick to react as she kept a hold of his ankle to seize his hurt leg. In a swift motion, she would get back up on her feet while flipping Daisuke over onto his front before squatting down on his lower back and wrenching his leg in a single legged Boston Crab which ironically something she was very famous to give up to in her early career.

"Ngh?! Ahhhhh! N-no" Daisuke refused to submit. He would look over his shoulder, trying to reach out to grab her ankle and give it a firm yank to disbalance her while at the same time trying to crawl forward towards the ring ropes. The crowd was cheering wildly for Sakura who was showing just how much she has progressed.

"Hmph!" Sakura let out a slightly incredulous huff at her opponent's refusal to surrender, despite her being almost certain he wouldn't. He had already proven himself to be just as stubborn as he was arrogant when it came to facing her. She wasn't certain if it was something he directed at all female wrestlers who stepped into a Tension ring or just her due to her idol beginnings, but she wasn't about to let him make light of just how threatening a wrestler she really was. Their first match had done quite a lot to undermine her skill, making the battlefield so different he had almost beaten her handily in the beginning. The tables had turned now.

Sakura hiked her hands on her legs, getting a good firm grip as she declined along his back. With each hard tug she bounced a bit, scooting herself back a bit farther to make the angle of the hold steeper and more painful as she worked to maintain it. If he wanted to get free, he was going to have to work for it and she was going to Make him pay for every inch of that journey to the ropes. She was confident in her ability to keep him locked down, until he unexpectedly gave her boot a hard tug when she was repositioning.

Her leg slipped out from under her, her knee banging against the canvas as she rocked to the side, awkwardly fighting to keep her balance. To do that she promptly let one of his legs go, keeping her knee planted and the other sole of her foot on the mat she transitioned the hold quickly into a single leg boston crab. It had been a close call but she had managed to still keep some measure of control.

"Give up now?" She called back over her shoulder again, letting him struggle to drag their weight towards the ropes.