Inoue Ritsuko vs Tsumi Yoshida

Standard Match
Pin/Submission

Coming off her initiation to AFW Inoue had spent a great deal of time away from the arena. She had to recuperate, and didn't return for two weeks. This time, she was paid the courtesy of a standard match, rather than the all out brawl she'd been in before. This time, Inoue was familiar with the name. Tsumi Yoshida... The fact that she'd made it to AFW to begin with had driven Inoue to wonder if they accepted anybody. She'd heard the name of course, but took no interest in the haphazard attempt at music. Now it seemed she would try forging a wrestling career? Laughable. Not that it mattered to Inoue, she'd take all the wins she could get.

A lip touching her glossy, red, lip, she would make her way to the dratted curtain that concealed her from the outside. She got the same rising feeling as last time, a certain anxiety that came with the roaring crowd just beyond a thin strip of material. Inoue was already prepared, and awaited being motioned out to go to the ring. Her music played once more as she made her way to this ring for the second time. She was simply eager to inflict pain, it didn't matter who it was. She was eager to go through with a standard match however, had her opponent not been a novelty, she would have taken it as a chance to truly prove herself. Inoue sauntered down the ramp with a nonchalant look on her face. One would hardly think she was about to wrestle.

She carried herself with the same elegance as ever, moving lightly on her feet as she strode around the ring, to the steps. She stepped through the ropes carefully and removed her kimono, her shapely body revealed. She donned her usual attire, which revealed pretty much the entirety of her legs, tattoos and all. Her nose remained in the air and her eyes kept shut, a hail of mostly boos fell over the crowd, but Inoue didn't much care for the opinion of inferior people. Inoue took her spot in the center of the ring and lie in wait for her presumed victim to approach.

Tsumi was in the back as she was fixing her hair into her side tie ponytail. Tsumi was just getting done taping up her hand. She smiles looking at a mirror she looks at her reflection looking at her wrestling attire her trainer normally [url=http://i285.photobucket.com/albums/ll49/evarksclone/AyakoHamada-TNA-wrestling.jpg:2sb6ms1h]wore[/url:2sb6ms1h]. She cracks her neck before she started stretching, she looks at her reflection right in the eyes as she kept them fierce looking from side to side.

"This is it...Time to prove to everyone here that you are ready for this...You wrestled with some of the best in the business already. Here is only the next level. Time to show the fans out there that the US hasn't made you soft, all it did was make you stronger. You're ready for this! No one can stop you! LETS GO!"

Soon before her theme could play the lights go black as Tsumi grabs her black leather hoodie as she walks out onto the main stage with the lights still out so no one could see her. The booing soon changed to cheering as Tsumi pulled her hood up. She smiles as she heard the cheers of the crowd growing loudly as she pulls the hood of her hoodie up.

Soon her[url=http://youtu.be/j7_lSP8Vc3o:2sb6ms1h]theme[/url:2sb6ms1h] started playing as the intro for it played the crowd became even louder as they waited for Tsumi to come out. Then a spot light came on and moved right onto Tsumi who kept her face down. She had a smile on her face as the music started up and she started dancing like the girls in the music video. She continued to dance till the thirty nine second mark and then she bowed and covered her mouth.

“Oh my God! The Pop Star Vixen is back!”

With that she runs down to the ring and slides through the bottom rope as she looks at Inoue and the lights came back on. That was when Tsumi noticed Inoue and she could tell she already wrote Tsumi off as a weakling…Good, she wouldnâ€t be ready for Tsumi at all. She may have been a pop star but she is an amazing wrestler. She then cracks her knuckles as she looks at Inoue and smirks.

“I wish you luck in this match.”

With that Tsumi bows towards Inoue as she waits for her response.

Inoue was instantly annoyed, she predicted a flashy entrance, and alas it was. Inoue grew impatient, she had little in the way of love for needless theatrics. Inoue wasn't impressed, fairly sure that her opponent was a novelty. Inoue's short veil of black hair fell in front of her eyes, giving her a bit of an ominous appearance. It was opponents like this that irked Inoue. She had dealt with this type before, a less successful musician thought she was tough enough for the underground fighting scene, and Inoue hurt the her, badly. Only to be scolded and demoted after the fact. These kind of girls were predictable, as far as Inoue was concerned.

When at last, Tsumi had climbed into the ring, Inoue would simply smirk at the pop-stars words. An implication that luck would be necessary made her practically burst into laughter. "Keep your luck dear. I don't think I'll need any tonight." Inoue was extremely confrontational, but it was always concealed behind a sarcastic, biting, demeanor. Inoue wasn't formally trained until a year ago, but she'd had years upon years of combat expierience. A fraction of that was wrestling, she was naturally talented, and had grasped technique quite well in the last year. She had a tremendous ego, and it wasn't unfounded. Her career was flawless on paper. Granted, she'd lost a good deal of unrecorded fights, and struggled in the beginning with wrestling, but she proved to be quite the natural and learned quick. Inoue wasn't oblivious to Tsumi's lineage, but that wouldn't help her now.

Inoue stepped forward as the bell sounded, she took into account that she was a bit taller and roughly the same weight as her opponent. The height was a mixed blessing, as shorter girls had thrashed her in the past. Inoue wasn't worried about it in this case, she would simply assume the position that called for a lock-up, and hope that she could actually get a brief fight out of this opponent, whom she had payed no respect thus far.

“You would be surprised.”

Was all Tsumi said as she backed away from Inoue and had a smile on her face, she could already tell she was under Inoueâ€s skin by the way that she came out. Most likely Inoue thinks she was some sort of side show that barely knew how to wrestle. Which is what she wanted. What most people did not know thanks for going to America that Tsumi and faded out here in Japan, that she was in fact a very technical sound wrestler, even training while she was apart of her band with her sister, Hamada, and Naoya. She has been made for fighting since her days as a pop star and it showed while she was in Japan wrestling with a spotless record win after win. With her barrage of almost endless kicks Hamada and Naoya taught her, the submission specialist her sister formed her to be, and Tsumiâ€s speed and acrobatic ability…Tsumi had no doubt that this was going to be a fun fight.

As Tsumi heard the bell she looked at her taller opponent and knew the first thing to go for, her legs. She knew Inoue would want to get a hold of her and Tsumi knew as she rushed forward and duck under the lock up attempt and quickly turns around and went to grab Inoue with a waist lock as she then went for a Belly to Back suplex. Which to Inoue might be a surprise since she didnâ€t think Tsumi could wrestle. If Tsumi was to connect with the belly to back suplex she would stand up and go to grab Inoueâ€s right leg and would and kick her in the back of her knee twice.

Inoue was still smiling confidently, until the world blurred past, and the next thing she knew she was looking at the ceiling. H-how...What just happened? Inoue didn't feel much in the way of pain, but she was instantly enraged by what she still considered a novelty, actually landing the first successful attack. Inoue saw Tsumi coming thankfully and would try to deter her with a hard kick to the stomach. Inoue was a bit nervous to say the least. If that suplex hadn't been a pure accident, Tsumi actually knew how to defend herself. Inoue expected total victory, she didn't want everyone seeing her struggle against the pop-star turned wrestler on a whim. If her kick landed and served it's purpose to get Tsumi off of her, Inoue would stand and try reaching for Tsumi again, doing so swiftly to prove that she was just as fast. If that worked she'd simply try a scoop slam to reverse the situation, so that Tsumi would be on the ground.

Tsumi was surprised as Inoue went to kick her in the stomach. Tsumi doubled in pain as Inoueâ€s foot connected with her stomach. Tsumi soon held onto her stomach as Inoue went to grab Tsumi and lift her up for the scoop slam but as she went to lift up Tsumi, Tsumi planted her feet firmly on the ground making it a back and forth battle of escape or lift up. Soon Tsumi was able lift her head up as she looks at Inoue and instead of going for a punch or kick Tsumi moves her head forward hard in a head banging motion and went to collide her head with Inoue and if it connected Tsumi would back up from Inoue immediately and wait for Inoue to look back up at her as Tsumi would go with and attack Inoueâ€s legs with a barrage of strong kicks.

Inoue struggled with lifting Tsumi. The little runt actually knew how to defend? Inoue grumbled to herself incoherently, under her breath. It wasn't long after that, when Tsumi's head came in and bashed into Inoue's, her jaw clattering as she stumbled. "Gah! You little novelty, wannabe whore. Take your gimmick and leave while I let you." Inoue shot bitterly. The headbutt actually hurt, bad, as it had sent a flash of white through Inoue's vision. It wasn't long after that when kicks were following it up. Inoue inhaled sharply through gritted teeth as her legs were becoming a target. So, the popstar liked striking too? Inoue smiled, despite the ongoing pain, she decided to throw Tsumi off her game with strikes. Inoue knew kicks, but much preferred to bludgeon her opponents with her fists, which were capable of volatile, quick, precise and strong punches. She'd fire of a quick straight right, followed by her left hand clobbering at Tsumi's stomach, then a right hook; that very combo had won her many a fight. Assuming it made contact, Inoue would assume a wrestling stance once more and try to beat Tsumi without too much of her strikes utilized, she saw it as an unfair advantage, she didn't need them to take this barbie doll down. She didn't belong in the ring, though Inoue already saw the skill and was a bit impressed.

Tsumi smirks as Inoue spat some choice words to her. She then shakes her head as she chuckles and says, “I am a wannabe whore because I decided to do both of my dreams? Youâ€re very nice...” With that she then went back into a fighting position that was when she saw the first punch, a straight right heading straight for her face, she was able to dodge it as she would go with a low kick to Inoueâ€s right shin. But after she through her kick she would then see the hand coming towards her stomach knocking out some air in her lungs but before she could recover Inoue goes for a powerful right hook connecting with Tsumiâ€s chin. Tsumi flies back to the ground but she decides to play unconscious for now. She would wait till Inoue would approach her, if she did she would kip up but instead of a normal kip up, she would kip up and wrap her legs around Inoueâ€s neck and go to flip her with kip-up rana.

Inoue was frustrated that she hadn't just walked in and put Tsumi down in one shot. It was an annoyance more than anything, she had no true resentment to Tsumi, and she continue to hold her to low standards, not caring if she was underestimating the girl. She didn't belong here. At least in Inoue's eyes. Things had gotten more intense, as Inoue began to launch off her blows. She saw Tsumi dodge it, and found herself a victim to another kick. She wouldn't let herself be bested like that, she hadn't stopped her next swings, and found that it caught Tsumi off guard. Good. The only part that Inoue regretted was dropping the pop-star. She could have stood to smack her around a bit longer. Either way, there was an opportunity that Inoue didn't intend to squander...

Inoue was unsure of how hurt Tsumi was, when she would spring up, Inoue was only half-prepared. Inoue would try to stop the maneuver Tsumi was setting up, in an attempt to shove her opponent's legs from her shoulders. hopefully foiling the move and getting Tsumi to be vulnerable again.

Tsumi looks at Inoue as she tried to swing her but as she looks at Inoue as she stopped her and attempted to shove Tsumi back to the ground but instead as she shoved forward she tucks and rolls and gets right back into a fighting position as she looks at Inoue who she could tell was getting annoyed with Tsumi a bit. She then smiles as she says, “You fight well. You might not think much of me but I would like you to know…I am very glad to fight you.” With that Tsumi looks towards the crowd as she smiles and says, “What do you guys think? Come on!”

The fans started cheering as Tsumi looks back Inoue and then says, “So how about it we give what these people all came here to see?” With that Tsumi extends her hand to Inoue showing she was the baby face type of wrestler, but that wasnâ€t saying she trusted Inoue, she was ready for her to do something just incase she would try to strike Tsumi in her sign of sportsmanship. She had to deal with that problem a lot in America, they would be rude as could be and try to sneak attack her but she was always prepared for such things.