Hard Velocity Vs. KamiKaze

Slamming Taylor to the mat with the cutter, Heather would lie there on her back a bit, staring up at the lights. "Ah.." She would let out, almost in disbelief that she might have just done it. She would blink a few times before quickly snapping out of it. Taylor was lying there nearly motionless, Heather needed to cover her.

Being quick at it, Heather would slide over to Taylor, attempting to push her over onto her back and get on top of her to hook her leg. She knew that this was a big chance, and she was shutting her eyes tightly in hopes that she was going to get it.

"1!"

The count was academic. The ref reached three while Taylor only limply squirmed under the pressure of Heather's body, her eyes closed. All she could think of was how badly she wanted Heather to get off, and how much it hurt to have her on top of her like that.

Several moments passed before Taylor opened her eyes to look up at the lights. The realization of having lost numbly washed over her. It happened so suddenly it almost didn't seem real.

It was real, though. She closed her eyes again and couldn't help but feel pathetic as tears welled up in them, no matter how much she told herself she wouldn't let them.

"Haah.." Heather would let out a deep sigh of relief as she would hear the three count. She couldn't help but laugh a bit, not at Taylor, but just at the fact that she was able to pull it off. The girl's verbal abuse the entire match made that possibility seem so far away, but it seemed that Heather was able to grasp it still.

She would get up onto her knees as her and Cecilia's team's theme played over the speakers again and they were announced as she winners. She would glance over at Cecilia again, shrugging her shoulders as she felt a bit bad that she may have hogged the in ring time, but she was more than glad to have been able to beat Taylor herself, as sore as her body would suddenly feel as she would relax. Groaning, Heather would push herself to her feet, looking down at Taylor as she saw her tears.

"Kh..hey..None of that." Heather would say, reluctantly extending her hand to the girl. As much as she hated how she was treated by her, she had to admit she respected the girl's style when it came to wrestling.

Taylor took as deep a breath as she could manage before the pain in her ribs stopped her short. Staring up at the lights, she said, barely above a whisper "Do I look like I want to cuddle right now? Take a walk." Try as she might, she couldn't stop her voice from quavering.

She'd let Akashi down. Sure, she had what seemed to be some cracked ribs as an added bonus, but god that hurt. She wished Akashi would just leave without her so she wouldn't have to look at her.

The thoughts only made her want to start crying for real, so she turned her mind on Johnny instead. He'd have his work cut out for him tonight, but she knew he was good for it.

Akashi watched the scene. She couldn't understand why she didn't go in there. it would have been so easyfor her to run in and break up the count. She could have beaten up Heather and propped Taylor on top of her for the win. She could have stayed in and beaten Heather herself. That's what she should have done. But then, after a whole match of Taylor holding the edge, one lukcy break on Heather's part had lost them the match.

She looked at Taylor. Her heart sank. She couldn't blame her. Akashi only had herself to blame. She stepped through the ropes and curtly stepped between Heather and Taylor, bowing to Heather but saying nothing. She then leaned in and bent down to Taylor. "I'm going to pick you up now, Imouto-chan." She said in a sweet voice. "It's going to hurt, but I'll get you to the doctors right away. Don't worry though. You did wonderfully. Onee-chan is proud." She said with a smile, trying to blink back her own tears as she lifted Taylor up and carried her out of the ring.

"Tch..." Heather would let out as she heard Taylor's words. For some reason it struck her quite a bit as she would take her hand away, looking off to the side a bit. "Fine..Just stay down there hurt." Heather would say, crossing her arms. She couldn't help but feel bad for the state Taylor was in, but she was trying her best to throw those feelings out as it seemed the girl was having none of it.

"..Don't say I didn't try to help." Heather would let out before Akashi would make her way into the ring, stepping between the two. Heather's eyes would widen a bit before the girl would bow. "..good match.." Heather would simply say as she would bite her lip slightly. The scene that she just witnessed as Akashi went to lift Taylor up left her with quite the stinging feeling, to her it felt like she was somehow made into the 'bad guy' and she hated that. As happy as she was to beat Taylor, she wanted to prove to the girl she wasn't the kind of person that she was claiming her to be from what she did to Natalia, however it seemed like the chance just went up in smoke.

She would shake her head, turning around and going to make her way over to Cecilia as she did.

It hurt when Akashi picked her up, but Taylor tried not to be a bitch about it.

"I really tried, Kashi. She just wouldn't stay down. And..." She said quietly, her voice choked up in her throat. "I think I'm actually hurt." She said impassively, though that much was already obvious. "Like, for real, but I don't want to be a bitch about it. I'm fine. Let me walk." She didn't care all that much about her ribs at that moment. They'd heal, and if they didn't they didn't.

Taylor caught site of the fans as they made it to the bottom of the ramp, and it was just too much to bear. "Kashi, put me down. Let me walk. I'm not a pussy, my legs aren't broken."

"I know." Akashi said as she held onto Taylor. "I'm the one who messed things up tonight." Akashi's voice was starting to falter as well. "We'll get you to a hospital, Taylor-chan." Akashi whispered. She furrowed her brow at Taylor's insistance that she walked. Akashi sniffed. "No! I'm not setting you down, baka!" She said in a whispered but sharp tone. "Just..." Akashi couldn't hold her tears back now. "Let me hold onto you, dummy." She said as she lowered her head and began to cry as well as she carried Taylor backstage.

"Dammit, Kashi..." Taylor protested. "A'right, you win. Wait, no you didn't. 'Cause I suck." She said in a weak attempt at a joke. All she could manage was a sheepish little wave to the fans as they passed by.

Win or lose, she was glad she had Akashi.

Cecilia leaned back a bit, almost so much as she was about to fall off the ring, as she stretched and let out a long yawn, puffing out her chest a bit as she did. Before she shook her head around a bit and then looked over towards Heather, who right after winning and then trying to help Taylor, went over towards her. Cecilia would lean over the ropes and pat Heather on her head. " You did good Heats! Next time though...give me something to do, or tell me to get some popcorn. Was about to fall asleep sometimes here." Cecilia said jokingly to her friend.

" They'll be fine, and for once you did good. Even if you try being the good guy, it doesn't mean it will go over well. The important thing is that you tried Heats, that's what matters." Cecilia said as as she would try and pull Heather in close for a hug, and then let go of her friend and jump down from the ring and out onto the outside.

" Been fun Tay tay! You too Kashi!"