Clash of the Titanesses (for Tatyina)

Katsumi grunted in pain as Akashi's slap struck her dead center in her chest, and she had to backpedal a few steps in order to prevent herself from losing her balance. Still, she grinned, her eyes giving off that competitive glint.

She rubbed the point of impact on her chest, a red hand-shaped mark fading away slowly, not knowing whether or not she should have been disappointed that one of her breasts didn't "cushion" the blow, given the strength of Akashi's strike. "Your strike was fearsome as well, Akashi-chan," she responded with a smile, "But you haven't seen my best yet. In order to get through my training, I had to get a little advanced with hand strikes. Sorry if you weren't expecting the chin, but sometimes that's the best for throwing someone off balance."

Katsumi settled back into a solid stance, her hands raised, ready to rush forward at a moment's notice. "Round Two it is. Just try not to aim for the nose or directly at the mouth. Kami knows, those can get ugly and bloody. Whenever you're ready, Akashi-chan."

Akashi smiled as she rubbed her chin. "Oh a chin strike isn't anything new in Sumo." She said. Really it was probably the most basic of strikes. "I had a different idea but I won't back down from any challenge." She nodded. Steeling herself, she stepped towards Katsumi and pulled her hand back. She would show Katsumi her own chin strike and roar her kiai shout as she sent her palm shooting up towards Katsumi's chin.

Lights exploded in Katsumi's eyes for a moment and her jaw slammed shut as Akashi's slap struck right on target. But she held firm, and her neck muscles were strong and tensed enough that her head didn't get sent flying back. She took a shaky step backward, then quickly recovered as she glared back at her opponent. She rubbed the right side of her jaw and hunched down slightly, maintaining eye contact. "All right then, it's ON now. HYAAH!"

Katsumi let loose her battle cry as she charged Akashi, trying to get in past her guard, come in close. She would fire off a barrage of powerful slaps, all aimed at Akashi's chest and bosom. She hadn't forgotten the implications of her opponent's challenge, but she wanted to let the young Tanikaze know that in this match, each wrestler was putting ALL of her body on the line.

Akashi steeled herself as Katsumi signalled she was ready. She was glad she had managed to knock back Katsumi but knew they were just beginning. Her muscles tightened as she felt Katsumi's hand slam into her. She grunted as her body shook, but she held herself. However her eyes widened as Katsumi continued to press her attack. The multiple strikes caused her to stumble backwards. Katsumi really was powerful but Akashi couldn't let herself be pushed around.

She slid her foot back and roared. "Hyaaaaaaa!" As Katsumi kept up her strikes, Akasi began to send her own hands forward to send her own palm strikes and slaps to Katsumi's Stomach and chest, forgoing defense for offense as she focused on sending Katsumi to her knee before her own body gave out.

Katsumi clenched her teeth and tried to power forward as Akashi counterattacked and the two sumo began trading blow-for-blow. As confident as she was in the sheer power of her own strikes, she was well aware of the impact and strain that was stacking on both their bodies. Many times, their arms crossed one another when Katsumi or Akashi easily could have blocked or parried their attacks outwards and prolonged the struggle. But both women had something to prove, and as a result, Katsumi could feel her prodigious endurance gradually being chipped away by her opponent's powerful slaps.

She could have held her ground for a good while longer in this round of toe-to-toe, but she aimed to drive a point home first. Inhaling deeply, Katsumi feinted a slap with her left to her opponent's stomach, then veered the strike away and latched onto Akashi's mawashi. Taking two slaps to her chest and one to her ribs, she hauled herself in close to point-blank range.

She would press her body close, then suddenly make a knifehand with her right, thrusting it up fast between Akashi's breasts. When it cleared her opponent's cleavage, the hand would change quickly into a palm and hit Akashi under the chin with substantial force. But instead of retracting to strike again, Katsumi would keep the palm there in contact, planting her feet and shifting her stance like she was preparing to bear a load. Then powering upwards through her legs and upright stance, she would thrust her right palm up further with staggering force, turning her hand contact into a whiplash-inducing follow-up. No matter the outcome, she would keep her left hand tight on Akashi's green mawashi. Katsumi wasn't done with her yet.

Akashi was just looking to pound Katsumi until one of them dropped from pain and exhaustion. She knew no matter what kind of technique or training Katsumi had, Akashi's resolve and stubbornness would keep her standing. So when Katsumi feinted a punch, Akashi paid little attention to it. She then felt her mawashi being tugged on was surprised as Katsumi closed the distance. She was womanhandled surprisingly easy simply out of shock from the sudden change in game plan. Whatever the outcome of this round now, Akashi mentaly scored herself a victory. If Katsumi had to change tactics Akashi was certain it was because she didn't think she could withstand Akashi's punishment.

Regardless of reason, Akashi still wasn't going to roll over but as the hand came up and slammed into her chin, she let out a loud gruntas her jaw snapped close. She wasn't sure if she could do anything else. "Geh... hnnnhh..." Akashi moaned as her head was slammed again. She could feel her knees weakening but she had to do something. With their bodies so close, Akashi couldn't slap at Katsumi's torso any more but Katsumi's attack was far more wreckless than she may have thought.

Her right hand was useless now as it forced her chin upwards and thoug it did deprive Akashi of most of her senses, as well as causing a sharp pain in her neck, it was impossible to block with it. Akashi was also pretty certain that she wouldn't give up her position on the sash, since she workd so ard to get it. Either way, Both Akashi's hands were free and she swiftly brought them up to jam bot her palms into Katsumi's temple simultaneously.

Katsumi cried out as Akashi's hands struck her head, but she had jinked her head back enough so the edges of her forehead took the damage instead. It still hurt something fierce, but it was better than taking it in the temples. Something like that would definitely have dropped her to her knees. Still, Katsumi's gamble had paid off. Akashi was off-balance, her head was back, and she was in close.

Suddenly, she jammed her body forward, back in close, breast-to-breast contact, her right hand whipping back downwards to grasp the other side of her opponent's mawashi. But her aim was different. Taking advantage of the opening, Katsumi drove her shoulder forward, placing it firmly between Akashi's chin and neck, to keep her off-balance. Digging her chin in front of Akashi's own shoulder instead of on top of it, set her jaw and struck. Both of Katsumi's hands let go of Akashi's garment and arced around, aiming to slam their palms into her kidneys. Then Katsumi would bring around her right hand and slam it into her opponent's stomach in an effort to thrust her away, which would be helped along by her shoulder keeping Akashi less in balance than her.

Akashi was surprised that Katsumi was not slowed in the slightest by her attack and pulled her arms in to wrap around Katsumi's head as soon as her strikes hit. As Katsumi pulled her hand away, Akashi brought her head down quickly, not knowing Katsumi's next move and looking to regain her posistion and force Katsumi's head downward. Her own feet slid back and she was hoping to put pressure on Katsumi and get above her and push her down from that position. It was much easier than trying to throw Katsumi. She grunted as she was slammed hard in the kidneys but tried to push Katsumi down by the head. Even if she was weak in the knees, if she could get above Katsumi, even leaning on her would put gravity on her side, forcing her weight against Katsumi's head.

Katsumi groaned as Akashi forced her weight downward on top of her head, feeling the strain in the neck and spine as her opponent took the direct way of taking her to her knees. She tried to wriggle out of her foe's strong grip around her skull, but Akashi just wasn't letting go. Well, if I can't get her weight off of me, I guess I'll just have to LIFT her!

With a roar, Katsumi wrapped her arms around Akashi's midsection, locking her forearms behind the small of her back, then hauled upwards, panting with the effort of lifting the other big girl. As she strained with the effort of bringing Akashi off of the ground, Katsumi chuckled. "I...mmf... wonder, is this the first-agh...the first time you've been-ungh-lifted?" Katsumi braced herself, her head now placed just over Akashi's breasts, and when she had lifted her opponent at least beyond her tip-toes, she would squeeze like an anaconda, trying to bearhug the other sumo to the point that she would drop to her knees right after Katsumi released her.

Akashi was surprised when she felt Katsumi wrap her arms around her. She didn't thin she was actually going to try and lift her up but she was impressed. The girl had definitely trained hard. "Guuuh!" Akashi grunted as she was lifted. "B-by a girl...." She managed with a smile. Her brothers had tossed her around like a ragdoll all te time so she was used to this, but it was rare for another girl to be able to lift her. Still... She wasn't going to let Katsumi get away with it. She had been partly using Akashi to keep her up, the weight on Katsumi's head relieving some pressure. As she was grabbed, she pulled her hands off of Katsumi's head and tried to throw open palmed striked down at Katsumi, hoping to loosen her grip well before the point Akashi would be dropped on to her knees.