Of Swords and Supermodels: Ami Takeuchi vs Kyo Akamatsu

One fall
Victory by.3 count pin, KO or verbal submission or tapout

It felt nice, Kyo thought, to still be able to fight singles matches.

The crowd was murmuring with excitement at the latest match on the title card. This time around, two long-time Tension Wrestlers-- the "Supermodel" Ami Takeuchi, a former World Champion, and Kyo Akamatsu, a current Tag Team Champ, would be finally be facing off against each other. The moment the match had been announced, bets were being hedged and people were excitedly speculating on who would win. Now, people were on the edge of their seats as the first of the competitors finally made his entrance.

"Master of Puppets" by Metallica finally blared as Kyo made his entrance. Almost immediately, though, the fans noticed something different about Kyo: firstly, he was wearing a black hakama, with the odd bit of white kanji emblazoned on it. A kendo stick was strapped to his side, making it look like he had arrived for a bare-chested kendo tournament rather than a wrestling match. Secondly, he immediately raise a fist in acknowledgement of the crowd. And thirdly and most shockingly of all, he was smiling: not the forced smile he usually wore before focusing on the ring. No, this time he seemed genuinely happy to be here.

Kyo only realized he was smiling as he was halfway down the ramp. Truth to life had felt good for him as of late: he felt more self-confident, more assertive, more willing to be himself in the ring. It was because of this that he had this slight change in presentation. In part, it was because kendo was a passion of his and he wanted to reflect that and partially it was to honour his mom, who had been a kendo champion before cancer had claimed her. And in part, admittedly, he wanted to take some ownership of the "Samurai" nickname that had been appended to him back when he was wrestling in Australia. He had always hated that nickname, but it had stuck, so now he figured he might as well at least live up to it a little.

If he was honest, a lot of his newfound confidence had come up ever since he and Shin Utaka had discovered each other. Ever since their steamy night at the gym, it had been hard for Kyo to get her out of his head. They been eloping since then, sometimes at his place and sometimes at hers...much to the chagrin of both Makie and of Shin's roommate and teammate, Vanessa. In fact, after his match they were going to be going out together for a movie, dinner, and maybe a nice walk under the stars...and, well who knew what they would do after...

He snapped back to reality as he neared the rope. Focus, Kyo, his dad's stern voice came back to him from when he was much younger. Now is not the time  to be distracted by girls! Despite himself, he found himself smiling further. If only his dad could see him now, in a league where he ended up fighting attractive girls quite often.

Speaking of which...his opponent tonight was the Supermodel herself, Ami Takeuchi. Kyo felt of two minds going into this match. On the one hand, Ami had quite the reputation: she was a former Tension World Champ, and in her long career she had fought against the likes of Alaina Sanders, Clyde Gastin, the Northman sisters...the list went on and on. She had plenty of in ring experience and enough skill to be a genuine threat in the ring. On the other hand...Kyo couldn't disassociate her from her brother, Daisuke Takeuchi, the so-called "Wrestling Prince." Kyo had never taken Daisuke seriously: he was a vainglorious braggart with a list of losses longer than both his arms. Even Makie claimed to have demolished him once in a spar. Surely, Daisuke Takeuchi's sister couldn't be much better?



Dropping down from the turnbuckle, Kyo climbed to the top of the turnbuckle and crossed his arms across his chest before spreading them outward like wings outward in the direction of the crowd. It was a clear gesture of respect to the crowd I'm here because of you. Stepping down to the ring again, Kyo left his kendo stick to the side (it was a prop, anyway), and stripping off his hakama to reveal his usual black knee-length tights and matching boots underneath. And with that, Kyo waited for his opponent to show up...

Today, the supermodel Ami Takeuchi, found herself going one on one against Kyo Akamatsu. There was some similarities between the Akamatsu's and the Takeuchi's in that both brothers had their sisters in the same wrestling league and also had formed a tag team with each other. While Kyo and Makie found success in being a team, Daisuke and Ami didn't. However, Ami did have gotten her hands on the most important title in tension which was the world title but the same could not be said for Daisuke, who despite having many matches, did not ever hold a title.

Regardless that Ami and Daisuke now being more involved in singles match, the two would no doubt have each other's back if push came to shove. However, Ami really did not need Daisuke to handle tonight's opponent. Makie had apparently fought Daisuke once in the backstage for a unsanctioned fight so this would be much needed payback for Daisuke. The supermodel was in her VIP locker room, in her underwear, while she was looking to get ready to wrestle.

Her Special white and pink ribbon Bikini:

Looking herself in the mirror, she would apply her makeup and get ready. The supermodel would slowly but surely change into her red wrestling attire, putting on a pair of cheeky wrestling briefs with her matching red top, boots and padding! The supermodel would blow a kiss to herself in the mirror, fixing her hair and now she was ready to go out!

Standard attire:

Her theme cued and Ami would make her way out to the arena, her hands high in the air while she mockingly blew kisses to the crowd who was heavily jeering the bluenette. Ami would then stand outside of the ring, hands on her hips while she looked at Kyo with a grin on her face. She would snap her fingers and the referee would make his way towards the ropes, sitting on the middle rope and stretching the top rope to create an opening for Ami to easily step in.

The supermodel would then approach Kyo until the two were face to face. She licked her lips devilishly while watching the handsome man in front of her. "Kyō-san, konichiwa. Mikan no shigoto ga aru to omoimasu {Hello Kyo! I think we have some unfinished business." she said while looking straight into his eyes. The referee would stand next to them, making sure they would not start the fight before the bell would ring. Ami looked determined to get her hands on him, she would not go down without a fight and she would show him that she is not as fragile as she looks.

Kyo watched warily as Ami made her entrance, striding down the ramp to a chorus of boos and jeers from the crowd. True to her name, the Supermodel was impressively attractive, with a slender yet fit figure that was clearly just as at home on the runway as she was in the arena. She moved with more than just the easy confidence of a seasoned fighter: she had a showy arrogance to her that Kyo immediately disliked. The fact that she was sending mocking kisses to the crowd didn't improve his opinion of her.

As Ami now stood face to face with him, she gave him a polite greeting followed by a none too subtle threat. Kyo remained nonplussed as he folded his arms. "Really? As far as I'm concerned, you and I have no business at all, Ami-san," he replied, keeping his tone neutral. "If you're talking about Makie's encounter with your brother, he harassed her in the gym, tried to fight her, and paid the price for that. Your brother's foolishness had nothing to do with me." He slowly rotated his neck and shoulders. "Of course, now that we're here, I may have no choice but to teach you the same lesson..." His tone and body language made it abundantly clear that he didn't consider Ami a threat at all.

Of course Makie had told Kyo about that encounter she had with Ami's brother in the back. There was no way she was going to keep that quiet. Ami and Kyo would square off in the middle of the ring and it was quite clear that the male would not really like her attitude. He would immediately clarify that it was Daisuke that started the fight and not Makie but Ami would wave the back of her hand at his face, dismissing what he said.

"Au contraire. Kyo-san!" she said with a devious smile on her face. "I don't think we are on the same page. Unlike you, I don't need to worry about Nii-san. He can fight his own battles and just the same I do not need him to fight him, unlike the two of you..." she would mock. "I was talking about us. You and I have been here for quite a long time and have yet to cross paths in the ring, you should feel honoured to be in the same ring as a former world champion" she said, using her hands to strike a pose above her head.

With that, the referee would get in the way and separate the two, not wanting them to fight before the bell. After checking everything was in order, the ref ordered for the bell to ring and the stage hand did just that. "Come now, let me see what you can do without your sister in your corner" she said raising her arms up and challenging him to a grapple battle.

Kyo had, perhaps wrongly, come into this match figuring that Ami was nursing some sort of vendetta over what had happened between Makie and Daisuke. After all, Ami seemed like the vindictive type, the sort who would try to punish Kyo over her brother's humiliation, possibly as a way even of calling out Makie. All ridiculous melodrama, if you asked him.

But to his surprise, Ami seemed like she couldnt have cared less about what happened to her brother. Instead, her reasons were simple: the two have them had been in Tension for a long time, and had never once faced one another.

Well, that was a reason Kyo could get behind, admittedly.

"Heh, be careful what you wish for, then, Ami-san," Kyo replied, mirroring Ami's movements. "Regardless of what you may have been expecting, I don't hold back against former champions." And with that, he would dart in, moving to meet Ami in a collar and elbow grapple, trying to tie her back...although of course, he would be way of any tricks she might pull...

The reality was that Ami was internally sour about Daisuke having lost to Makie. However, she was not going to give Kyo the satisfaction of being right, that he had the supermodel all figured out. The devious bluenette had plans for the male wrestler before her and she was not going to be caught that easily. "Oho so formal? Ami-chan would do just fine" she would say with a wink and her tongue poking out just a bit to tease him.

However, the time for talk had ended and the two wrestlers were now ready to wrestle. The two locked up in a classic collar and elbow grapple, with the supermodel's chest pressed up against Kyo's. The two were head to head, locked in a hotly contested grapple battle but it was evident that Kyo ultimately would possess the advantage.

"Oooh Kyo-san! Such a strong man....how can I possibly beat someone like you...." she said with crocodile tears before suddenly attempting to bring her knee up into his abdomen to stop his advances and drive the wind out of him. If that worked, she would try to wrap her arm around his head and drop back, trying to go for a DDT.

Kyo had to admit, Ami's lighthearted approach to this match was more than a little disarming. He had gone into this bout knowing that Ami was supposed to be a tough opponent, that she might try to cheat her way to victory, and that she most likely would be made about Daisuke. Instead, though, she barely seemed to be taking this bout seriously at all, even poking her tongue out at him as he moved in to grapple. If Kyo was honest, flippant behaviour like this tended to get on his nerves.

Ami didn't stop even as the two of them tied up. Even though Ami was pushing and twisting aggressively against him, she also proceeded to fall into mock despair as Kyo got the upper hand. He gritted his teeth, partly from the effort of pushing Ami back, and partly because she was being really, really annoying right now--

"GUHH!" he gasped as Ami's knee suddenly drove up into his abdomen. He doubled over, realizing that he had allowed hismelf to be distracted bv Ami's antics. He didn't even have time to curse himself for this distraction before Ami wrapped an arm around his head and neatly flipped him head over heels, sending him crashing onto his back! For a few seconds, he stared in disbelief up at the arena lights: he had told himself he wasn't going to underestimate Ami, and yet somehow that was exactly what had just happened...

Her plan worked like a charm or perhaps it was just her charm that had worked on Kyo, even after all his bravado. Still, he did seem like a serious male wrestler and Ami's devilishly good looks or seduction may not work on him. However, that was still to be seen. Ami's knee had struck him in the abdomen and he was doubled over, which then she followed up with a DDT!

The supermodel nailed the male wrestler down head first onto the mat, leaving Kyo was left dazed whilst on his back. Ami would blow some stray strands of her blue hair away from her face before brushing her hair back with her hand while crawling towards her opponent. She grabbed him by the side to nudge him over onto his front and then attempted to mount his back.

If she pulled it off, she would reach forward to grab his arms and pull them back, over her thighs, before reaching for his chin to pull his head back and bend his body in a C like position for a classic Camel clutch submission. "Oh my, I thought you were going to be like a tough opponent but here you are, helpless under moi! Hahahaha" she laughed maniacally.

"Why don't you just drop this tough guy act and give up huh? Otherwise, I'll really have to hurt you Kyo-san" Ami suddenly said with a wicked grin on her face while she would try to pull his head back as much as she could.

Okay, Kyo thought to himself. Firstly, Ami's wrestling skills were definitely much better than he had expected, as that had been an almost flawlessly executed DDT. He had known that it was not for nothing that she was a former Friction world champ, but still, seeing (and feeling) was believing. Second, her superior, mocking attitude was really starting to get on his nerves. And third...third, she was shoving him onto his front right now. Alarmed, Kyo tried to push himself upright, but Ami was already grabbing for his arms, draping them over her knees.

And then, just like that, Ami was locking in a camel clutch. Just like that, in the first minutes of the match. Kyo's embarassment at the situation was only barely hid as his eyes and teeth clenched as his head was wrenched back painfully. "Nnnngh...as....you....wish..." he managed to hiss through gritted teeth.

The moment he said that, Kyo would press his knees against the mat and push off, trying to flip the two of them over so that Ami was sent flipping head over heels onto her front. If his counter was a success and he managed to free himself in the bargain, then he would waist no time rolling over to sit on Ami's back and grab for one of her boots, repaying her early submission hold with one of his own by trying to lock in a boston crab!

Taking complete control of the match and her opponent, the supermodel showed Kyo that she was someone who was not to be messed with or underestimated. Many wrestlers at AFW had the same thought, that Ami was just a pretty face and got here just based on her looks. What people and mostly her colleagues failed to realize that she was a former world champion and that she certainly had the skill to back up her claims.

Her opponent was finding that the hard way too, trapped in the camel clutch while Ami would taunt him, wrenching him backwards and demanding that he would submit to her. However, he would manage to press his knee against the mat and push upwards to get Ami off his back and flip the two over! Ami was sent forward and fell onto her front while Kyo would sit on her back and grab her legs, tucking them under his arm for a boston crab.

"Owww, Owww! H-Hey, Hey! N-no fair OWWWW" she moaned, shaking her head while trying to crawl and squirm her way forward, looking to try and get to the ropes while twisting and turning at the hips.