Taylor Is All Grown Up

[url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HHYwmgiv3ck:1mi9mv4j]Taylor's music started[/url:1mi9mv4j] up in the arena and was met with cheers, if somewhat lukewarm. She waited the way she always did for the music to kick in, so that her entrance would be more dramatic, and then burst out onto the top of the ramp with a sharp punk grin and boundless energy. She stopped and hit her ramp pose, setting her feet apart, kicking her hips out to the side, and throwing up a peace sign over her head before pulling it down and turning it around into 'the horns'. She kicked into a fast, smooth no-handed cartwheel and a backflip with a twist, and hit the ground running down the ramp.

That whole routine used to feel like such a huge deal, like every time she did it was the most exciting moment of her life, up there in front of the crowd. This time it felt a little more like business. She felt like she had the theatrics down, she was used to the crowd, and now she had bigger things to worry about, like getting her career back on track. It seemed like every time she had some momentum going something came along to derail it, but that was going to stop. She was done messing around.

She slid up into the ring and scooped up a mic. She tossed her bright blue pigtails back and took a moment to get herself together while she rolled her shoulders and surveyed the crowd. It was going to be a big night.

"Heeey!" She grinned. "I got some stuff to say, alright, I just got to get it off my chest if that's alright."

She looked down at the mat while she thought. "So I'm twenty, right? Turning twenty-one is a big deal in the states. It's the one where you're like a fully-grown adult who's responsible enough to go drink until you black out and start fights. My birthday is in like a week, and I've been doing a lot of thinking... I totally have no life. I don't drink much. I don't really go out or have fun or anything. Know what I do instead? I train.

"I've been running my ass off, doing my ring drills, kickboxing, aerials, lifting, and all sorts of crazy stuff for a long time now. I've been doing all the stuff people need to do to get ahead. I work hard, man. I realized something recently, though. I was missing something. I had to grow up.

"Well I'm done messin' around, okay? I am the fastest, most dangerous, most spectacular and best looking girl in Japan, and I'm allll grown up now. I didn't fly twenty billion miles just to pick fights with these girls that checked the wrong box somewhere on their Friction application. I want the best you've got, and I promise you I will put each and every one of them down on this mat. I don't care much about titles and stuff. I just want to show you what I'm made of and prove to you all that I'm the best, and what I'd really like is to be able to retire every freaking child-abusing psycho in here out of AFW while I do it. I don't need to name names, they know who they are."

She paused for a moment and lowered the mic. It was a big crowd. Looking out over the massive waves of fans, she couldn't help but think about how small the ring was by comparison. It was weird, but it felt right. Maybe her career was as much about the fans as it was about her own quest to push herself and to prove herself. She grinned while she lifted the mic.

"No one can stop me now, so put whoever you want in front of me, I'll put 'em down. Alright? Sound like a plan? Good. See ya." She he took a minute to soak up the attention from the crowd, their cheers much more welcoming now.

Before Taylor roll out of the ring the arena's lights went out leaving the place completely in the dark. A handful of seconds passed and the crowd began to grew restless, whistling and yelling, and then suddenly [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=60ZONOFH_5E:1zdtbucx]Feuer Frei![/url:1zdtbucx] started blasting through the speakers, followed by a series pyrotechnic explosions: The crowd immediately begun to cheer wildly as they knew what this meant: The Dream was here.



Natalia walked through the fire to the aisle wearing a cute sailor dress that let her adoring fans to see her long toned legs. With a hand on her hips, a mic on the other hand and a smile on her lips Natalia looked at Taylor. She moved the mic to her lips to start talking, but the fans were still going crazy so she had to wait a few more seconds before they calmed down and she could begin talking. "Well well...Taylor-chan... so you are turning twenty-one next week. That is surely something to celebrate...and please, allow me to be the first to wish you a happy birthday..." The blue-eyed cutie made a pause to walk to the ring and roll under the bottom rope to get inside and face Taylor. Natalia stood in front of the punky-girl looking at her up and down as the arena became silent and expectant, noticing certain tension between the two girls. And then suddenly Natalia smiled friendly and said "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TAYLOR!!" ^_^

The Dream then turned around giggling and continue talking to Taylor, but she seemed to be more interested in putting up a show for the crowd than anything else. "Birthdays are such important event and turning twenty-one sure has its implications, like you say. mmph... Who would have though that you are older than me...when you always behave so childish...." Natalia said covering her mouth to giggle. "..but now you have grown up... you are an adult...and you are ready to take on the very best and prove everybody you belong among the elite.... or so you think..." Natalia said finishing her circle around Taylor to end up once again in front of her.

"Well... I am so happy for you, Taylor-chan... or should I start calling you Taylor-san?....nah..." Natalia said rubbing her cute chin as if she was thinking to then dismiss the idea. "...and since I like you SOOOOO much, I got a special birthday present for you, Taylor-chan...." the blue-eyed cutie continued with a mischievous smile on her luscious lips. " You want to face the best now? Well.... the ...best... you know.... means... moi..." Natalia said touching her own chest with one hand to then move both hands to the sides of her skirt, pulling it just a little to the side, she bent slightly with her shoulders and leaned her head slightly forward, moving her left leg back to cross it behind her right leg like a ballerina, doing a lovely curtsy.

The crowd cheered loudly and Natalia giggled letting what she had just said settle in the atmosphere, then she moved her mic to her lips again. "I know you are honored and elated... not many have the privilege of facing me... much less in a PPV... because yes... I got you a fight against me in this Winter Pay Per View!..." Natalia announced to receive another ovation from the fans that were getting quite excited. "Would it be your first appearance in a PPV, Taylor-chan?....Well, it´s as close as you´ll get to the main event... I know I know... I am awesome. No need to thank me." she teased Taylor, and then she stepped close, very close to Taylor, locking her eyes with her, and invading her personal space until their breasts were almost touching. "And...since it is your birthday, Taylor-chan... I am going to let you chose... chose what type of match is it going to be..." Natalia said lowering the mic to put both hands on her hips as she stared into Taylor´s eyes with a strange friendly, amused and yet defiant, provoking look.

The moment Natalia stepped into view, Taylor's heart was pounding. Her relationship with the girl was... complicated, at best, but her showing up now had to mean a fight. Her breathing picked up and she opened and closed her fists, shifted from foot to foot. Her smile was gone, and she fixed her eyes on Natalia for her trip down to the ring, and didn't take them off of her for her entire speech.

Taylor sneered. Natalia's self absorption made her sick, and the idea of getting a shot at her, at the PPV no less, had her tingling with excitement. Her sneer was quickly gone again as Natalia stepped up into Taylor's face. She didn't back down, and glared defiantly back at her. They were about the same height, but their builds were different. Taylor was leaner, lighter, and Natalia was built fuller, more voluptuous, maybe even stronger.

Taylor laughed and turned away with a sour grin. She took a moment before she looked back at Natalia. "Alriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight! I get it. Look at Natalia, Natalia's so awesome, she's the best. Trust me, no one's a bigger fan of yours than you." She jabbed a finger at Natalia and started to walk in a circle around her, keeping her eyes glued to her.

"But gosh, this sure is a swell birthday present. My first pay-per-view match, my first pay-per-view win... You didn't have to go through all this trouble, though. If you wanted me to kick your ass, you should've just asked! But then, you probably just wanted an excuse to get out here in front of everyone so you could get all the attention, and wear your little outfit... Props, by the way, it's pretty gutsy showing up in a mini skirt with your chubby little thighs.

"Well you can HAVE all the attention! This is a win-win situation, you can be the center of attention, and I'm going to give you the ass kicking of the year. It will go viral. Eeeveryone will be talking about what Taylor did to Natalia for months." She came full circle to stand in front of Natalia again and looked down at the mat. "So what kind of match will it be, huh. Well, I've got an idea. Submissions, two out of three, and if you can make it through the whole match without having a nervous breakdown like your gal-pal, I'll let you pick the hold I finish you off with. How's that for a present? Your birthday's got to be coming up sometime soon, right?"

She turned to walk away from Natalia, but paused and turned back to her as though she'd forgotten something. "By the way, your bangs look retarded, your taste in music sucks, and..." Her voice fell to a whisper. "I think you forgot to wear underwear." She shuddered. "You gotta be careful with that stuff, man, there's cameras and stuff out here."

Natalia stood in the middle of the ring, hands in her hips with a proud smile on her lips. She remained apparently unfazed by Taylor´s long tirade, brushing her own hair with the fingers playfully. The only change in her confident amused look was her smile widening when she heard Taylor´s decision of making the match 2 out of 3 falls AND submission. The only way she could have made it better for Natalia would have been adding Hentai rules.

Once Taylor finished and turned around to throw her last insults at The Dream, Natalia walked towards Taylor standing right in front of her and staring into her eyes intensely for a couple of seconds. And then without warning Natalia moved in closer to give Taylor a cute kiss in the cheek.

"happy birthday, bitch..." she would say as she then tried to walk away, hitting Taylor´s shoulder with her own. "I'll meet you here for your destruction..." she added with a mischievous almost flirty tone. "Try wearing something nice for a change. It is the most important night in your life."

Taylor broke into a bright, wide grin. "Only if you promise to wear underwear."

As Natalia made her exit from the ring, Taylor strolled over to the ropes. She rested her face on her palm, elbow on the top rope, and kept her back straight to draw some attention to her butt, while she watched Natalia leave. "This is a pretty important one for you, too. I'm going to ruin your reputation, your ranking, and your career all in one night. Have Aaaaaaaaaaaaadrian take some pictures. You won't remember much of it after I'm done with you, sweeetie pie."

She laughed loudly, and once Natalia reached the top of the ramp, she gave her a huge wave. "Bye! See you soon!" The crowd might've been cheering more for Natalia than Taylor, but at least they weren't booing Taylor. She threw up a quick peace sign, popped her hips to the side, and made her own exit. She was tingling with adrenaline. She couldn't wait... all she could do was train hard and wait, with Natalia on her mind every day until the PPV. Things were going to change, she was sure of it.