Friction vs Tension Pro - Akashi & Taylor vs Tai & Brad Chad

Taylor was psyched. She stood backstage with Akashi, with [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PWlvLwLv1f4:1foktcd1]"Invaders Must Die" by The Prodigy[/url:1foktcd1] thudding in her earphones. She rave-danced with her arms over her head inches away from Akashi, bouncing in time with the music, acting like a total fool to get a rise out of her. Maybe the sumo didn't prepare for matches like this. She didn't care.

"Ready to go? Ready, Akashi? Ah-ka-sheee? Kash-kash? Kash-money?" Taylor bubbled, grinning. She hadn't stopped moving once in at least an hour now, and she was ready to go. She felt good. She felt fast. "Do you want to go first? Ya know, being the champ and all, or do you want me to open it up? Or maybe you can take the bigger one and I'll take the smaller one, which I guess will probably be Betty. Aren't you excited? This is going to rock so hard!"

Seconds later [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5i91-LdPjHg:1foktcd1]the music Taylor had picked[/url:1foktcd1] for them thundered in the arena. It was the only Japanese band she knew, and the song always put her in a good mood. It seemed to her like a good fit for the team.

"Ready?!" Taylor bounded kinetically out onto the top of the entrance ramp.

While Taylor bounced around, Akashi stood stoically next to her. Her fists were clenched and she seemed to be staring out at the curtain. She wasn't paying attention to Taylor but was still glad to feel the energy coming off the girl. It was very warm and vibrant and it soothed Akashi. She would finally be going up against a man and even though it was wrestling, she was determined to do her best. She had to for herself and as a representative of Friction. Even more of a burden was on her shoulders because she was the champ.

She was breathing very calmly as Taylor asked her questions but ignored the girl, continuing to stare out. When Taylor finally spoke and their music began to play, Akashi looked down at Taylor. "Yes.' She said with a smile, nodding her head. "Hey wait, this isn't my music!" She exclaimed as Taylor was already out into the arena. With a sigh and a smile, Akashi burst forth as well and grinned brightly as the audience cheered them on.

Taylor made her entrance into the unfamiliar arena, before an unfamiliar crowd. She couldn't have cared less that they weren't her fans, she knew they were there to see Akashi and Taylor beat up on some chump guys, and even if they weren't, that's what they were going to get.

Her bright blue hair was up in pigtails, her long bangs swept to one side. A bit of orange eyeliner behind her upper eyelashes accented her big, deep blue eyes, and each eyelid was colored with steel-blue eyeshadow. She wore a tight white halter top that stopped just below her bust, showing off her bare tight abs and toned back. It had sleeves that reached a bit past her elbows, and a U-shaped neckline that flattered her modest breasts with two thin blue straps the crossed over her chest. A white leather belt sat low around her waist to hold in place her blue, white and black plaid pleated skirt that was just long enough to cover her butt. Her thighs were clad with transparent tights that had very fine white fishnets that were almost unnoticable from a distance. Her usual heavily worn black knee pads were in place, and stopping just short of them were bright blue kick pads that hugged her calves, provided some extra protection for her shins, and secured themselves wrapping around her black and electric blue sneakers. Black fingerless leather gloves were the finishing touch.

With a big, bright, volatile grin, she skipped out to the edge of the ramp and threw her fist in the air. With a glance back at Akashi, she took a couple steps to set up her usual neat round-off into a standing back flip and stuck the landing. She straightened up and brought her hands up to her hair and cocked her hips to the side. It was fun playing with the horny guys in the crowd, helped keep her energy up. She bounced back to Akashi, looped around behind her and jumped on her back, oblivious of what the sumo might have thought about that. She planted a foot on Akashi's hip and leaped off, then sprinted the rest of the way to the ring where she hopped up on the apron and sat down on the middle rope to let Akashi through.

Akashi walked out much more purposefully than Taylor did. She was stoic and a stark contrast to Taylor's bouncing around. She didn't look completely serious but she walked more like a lumbering beast than a skittering rodent. Akashi was adorned in a different fashion than Taylor. She wore her leopard spotted green mawashi and a dark green sports bra. She had almost considered going topless, as she was prone to do on occasion but decided that she didn't want the guys using an excuse of being distracted if they lost. Other than that, she was completely naked. No shoes or pads to speak of.

Akashi couldn't help but smile even as she marched down the ramp. She kept a careful eye on Taylor as she circled around her. "What are you doing,you loon. Hey! What are you doing you loon!" She said as Taylor hopped over her. She then giggled as Taylor bounded towards the ring. Akashi bowed to her as the ropes were held up and she entered. She then stood in the center of the ring and pantomimed the pre bout ritual that all sumo wrestlers did. She then bowed to each side of the ring before going to her corner. She glanced at Taylor with a grin on her face.

"I don't mind going first. I'm really excited, but this is your match Taylor-San. I'm just doing the boss a favor." Akashi then smiled. "Oh! Not to say that I haven't wanted to team up with you. I'm really excited for this, really." She said smiling genuinely. "But If you want the spotlight, it's all yours."

"I'll soften 'em up for ya, champ." Taylor said, and then vaulted over the top rope. She couldn't contain herself, she ran to a corner and leaped up to the 2nd rope to play to the crowd. She struck a pose before hopping down and running to do the same in the opposite corner. She got no shortage of enthusiasm from the crowd, despite being an outsider. She climbed another turnbuckle and flashed a sly grin to the crowd while dragging a finger up her side, slowly pulling up her skirt just a little bit before laughing and hopping back down.

"Alright, bring it, I'm ready." She couldn't stop smiling, and while she waited for their opponents to arrive, she ran through a few stretches and bounced in place. As their music stopped, the silence that hung before the next entrance sent a chill of excitement up her spine.

1.....2......3

Okay! Here comes Brad Chad, baaybee!


First, [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EylafK1IwHE&playnext=1&list=PL40A64A28BFB463C2:z92svl3y]this piece of shit[/url:z92svl3y] starts playing through the 30 tons of audio speakers/equipment built above the ring.

Then at the very top of the ramp, a silhoutte of a tall, lean man plays against soft, crimson red backdrop that oozed down the ramp and bled over the fans' anxious faces.
You can thank the 1,400 miles of cable wires that ran through the stadium to provide this feet. By the way, that costed a whole lotta money!!! Baybee!

Good thing the $250,000 LED big screen, hung on the far wall above the ring, was able to catch Brad's good side. Now the zillions and zillions of lucky fans will get to awe at his wonderful sideburns, all in HD! Baybee!

Not just the hair, either. Brad had on the most expensive looking sporting trunks you can imagine. Even his white tanktop looked like it just came out of a golden plated dryer! But if all these suckers thought he was good looking, now, they ain't seen shit yet!
Watch as Brad struts down the ramp, then on cue, vibrant flames shoot up from both sides of the elevated walkway, erupting close to 1,000 degrees of sheer, fiery awesomeness. Baybee!

A generic pose or two after he stepped into the ring and Brad Chad's intro was COMPLETE! And it only had to cost AFW a little over half-a-million dollars!

Brad can just look at the crowd now. There was a small, freckled kid with some nerdy looking Star Wars cap. Definatly not one of his fans.
But oh, what's this? There's also a hot looking babe in the crowd, wearing a small white tee that read "Have my babies, Brad!"

Niiiiiice.

But wait...why arent these other fans hollering his name? What gives?

"Oh my god, your fucking hair is on FIRE!!"

What did that lonely, fat nerd in the audience just say? Fire? Brad's nostrils pick up an odd scent. Was it his Axe body spray? Holy shit! His hair is on FIRE! The fireworks from the ramp must've singed his hair!

Not to fear! A few "Stop Drop and Rolls" later, Brad was able to kill the flame and pull off another set of generic poses, telling the crowd that Brad Chad was okay! Baybeee!

Now only if his mystery partner would show up. Things can get interesting. Maybe his partner was a hot blonde? A hot brunette? A hot asian?

Brad would soon get his answer, as a loud air raid siren started sounding out of the PA system, confusing some fans before the siren lead into the song [url=http://youtu.be/gQ5-vPcfE-Y:19j6qfhm]"Bomber" by Motorhead[/url:19j6qfhm]

After a minute, Tai would walk out onto the ramp, having dressed seriously for this match, having a pair of pants tailor made from the same light weight, cooling material that gym shorts are made from. In addition to that, he'd have his hands and wrists taped halfway to his elbow, where he had pads covering said elbows. Boots.....He couldnt afford boots, as the tailor cost so damn much, he was forced to just wear some black tennis shoes. Sadly for Brad Chad, Tai's hair was, as always, dyed bright pink. He would finish his walk down the ramp and enter the ring, looking at Brad.

"Hey, hows it going? Tai's the name, Ill be your partner.....you have ash in your hair......"

Like Akashi, Tai would be shirtless, letting his taned, toned, and lean abs glisten from a light sheen of sweat and bright lighting as he turned towards the girls, offering his hand to Akashi when he got closer.

"Akashi....Im Tai Kamiya, Im the guy that set this up...let me just say that it is an honor for me to be in the ring with the Friction Champion....I look forward to a good fight."

At Taylor, he nodded and offered a small smile.

"Ah....good to see you again...Dont expect this to end up like our last encounter....though try and keep your pants on this time would you?"

He chuckled, backing away after she responded.

Taylor watched both of the men make their entrance. The moment the Backstreet Boys hit the PA she was disgusted with Brad, before even laying eyes on him. He tried so damn hard it hurt her to look at him. But then there was Tai, pink haired and dumb. She couldn't help but grin mischievously as she watched him enter the ring. Her excitement was partly due to the magnitude of the match, fighting with a champ against a champ, and having fought Tai before it was even more exciting because there was a lot more pressure on them to perform. Annnnd an undeniable part of it was due to a little inkling of attraction. To Tai, not Brad.

The match was already off on an odd foot with one wrestler catching fire before the bell. Taylor laughed. And pointed. And then there was Tai, all shaking hands with Akashi and being all nice and sissy-like. "He's only saying that because he's soooooo scaaaaaaaared of you 'Kashi!" She yelled.

Then Taylor almost blushed. Of course Tai had to bring...... that... up. Well, it didn't matter. She could lose her skirt and still be comfortable. She was prepared. Any more than that, and she'd be aiming to kill him. "Shut up, Betty. Go make nice with your new boy-toy." Then Taylor turned to face Akashi and began shadowboxing and bouncing around on the balls of her feet. "Reeaaaadyyyy? I'll go first, I'll get the crowd all warmed up for you.

Taylor strutted out to the middle of the ring, looking out at the crowd. She pointed off to the two men and made a face, then motioned herself and Akashi, cocking her hips and tossing her hair back with a sly, sexy smile, drawing a roaring cheer from the crowd.

Akashi watched as the two competitors made their way down the ramp one at a time. They seemed to somewhat mirror Akashi and Taylor, Brad Chad being much more flamboyant and Tai being more serious. Akashi was amused and hoped they would prove to be a challenge. As Tai approached, Akashi declined Tai's hand and instead bowed. She The looked up and regarded him with serious eyes. "It's an honor, Kamiya-san." She said. 'I am looking forward to this match and hope that you will provide me with a real challenge."

Akashi then looked at Taylor. "Taylor-san!" She said almost with a reprimand. "I.." She stuttered a little bit. "I never would have expected that from you!" She then looked at Tai. "I wanted to be the first one to get her pants off. I'll keep that in mind when we finally meet int he ring." She said as she narrowed her eyes at Tai and then grinned brightly. The exhilaration of the upcoming match felt good.

Tai couldnt help but smirk at Akashi's reaction towards Taylor being pantsed beforehand, though when she stated she would "remember that in the ring" He didnt know if she meant she would fight harder...or do the same to him, her attitude and her outfits differences helped confuse him on that.

"Oh well, Ill find out when it happens.....crap...Im wearing the pink speedos for underwear today arent I...."

As Taylor bounced about to start things off, Tai would pretend to yawn and go to the corner, going through the ropes to the apron, looking at Brad Chad.

"Alright young blood, Im the veteran here, Ill call the shots....you go first..."