East vs North: Akamatsu Siblings vs Northman Siblings

Makie shook her head from side to side, groaning as he world was left a swirling, dizzy mess after taking that kick to the skull. She reached an arm up to clutch her throbbing forehead, only barely aware of the fact that she was on her back. She could hear the faint roar of the backgrounds, and she thought she heard someone...sounded a little like Kyo...shouting for her to get back up, to open her eyes.

"Ssssscrew you, Kyo...rrrnot the bossof me..." she mumbled. All the same, she blinked, slowly opening her eyes and adjusting to the lights hanging overhead. She didn't do so a moment too soon, as the first thing she saw was Michael diving down towards her in a splash.

"Shit!" Moving quickly, Makie rolled sideways, hoping to avoid the splash in time.

Michael jumped off and aimed his splash right for Makie, but when he saw what was there...which was nothing, his eyes widened before he slammed down hard onto the mat and quickly burst up onto his knees, wrapping his arms around his front and wincing and hissing in pain as his splash missed and he crashed down hard on the mat hurting his entire front.

Cecilia simply face palmed and shook her head as Michael crashed down onto his front, it seemed as if Makie managed to get the better of him now as Michael had gotten over confident and then tried an early finisher and it had back fired on the Flame of Courage. Cecilia would look over at Michael with concern and almost reach it with her hand as if she was trying to make Michael reach her hand, but it didn't seem as if Michael was getting to her any time soon.

Makie breathed heavily as she rolled up to her hands and knees, grateful to have avoided Michael's finisher. Looking to her left, she saw that the boy was on his knees, in obvious pain after belly-flopping hard onto the mat. She took a deep breath, knowing that she would not have a better chance than this.

Spinning around, Makie lunged at Michael while he was on his knees, aiming to take him down with a sudden clothesline. "HYAAH!"

Michael was in a bad spot as he still wasn't ready to move about at all, and he knew that he wouldn't have long, which became more apparent as Makie jumped at him and her arm crashed into his chest. Bringing Michael down onto his back in even more pain as she was struck on his already hurt front, " Ahg!" Michael let out as he crashed down onto his back and clutched his front again.

" Come on Michael! " Cecilia shouted out to the Michael, as she then saw a prime opportunity to tease the two of them. " Don't let your Girlfriend kick you ass like that !" Cecilia shouted out teasingly as she was attempting to make Michael and Makie embarrassed, which worked on Michael as he got quite quiet and his face turned red.

Makie fell down to her knees after executing the clothesline, still feeling a little wobbly after taking so much of a beating from Cecilia and Michael. Still, she had Michael down, and that was all that mattered. Taking a deep breath, Makie wiped the sweat from her forehead and grabbing at Michael's arm, pulling him up to his feet.

"My turn," she said, before twisting her body sharply to the side, whipping Michael across the ring. She would run up to meet him as he bounced back and leap forward, aiming to ensnare his head with her legs and twist her body around to flip him hard onto his back. She had a second wind now, and she wasn't going to waste it.

Michael was pulled up to his feet by Makie as the pain was still too much for him to just shake off, that bad part about that was that the pain was about to get worse. For soon he was throw away, whipped off towards the ropes, but he managed to turn around and come bouncing back towards Makie, unfortunately for him she was ready for that and she moved up and wrapped her legs around his head, before she brought him down with a hurricarana, causing the Flame of courage to crash down and smash into the mat back first with a thud. " Ugh."

Michael quickly tried to roll around over onto his front and attempted to start pushing himself up, shaking his head as he knew that he was in a bad spot and at the moment couldn't seem to find a way out of the position he was in.

Rolling back up to her feet, Makie saw Michael slowly rolling over onto his front, steadily recuperating from his last hit. "Oh no you don't!" she shouted. Running up to her down opponent, she arched forwards as though to cartwheel, before bracing her hands against the Flame of Courage's shoulders. At the same time, her lower body would tilt back, allowing her to bring both knees slamming down hard against Michael's upper back.

Makie wouldn't be done there, however. After landing the hit, Makie would straddle Michael's back, pulling his arms over her knees to prepare for a camel clutch...

Michael let out a long groan as he tried to move away from Makie, but as she did the girl moved up to him and grabbed at hold of his shoulders, all before she came crashing down and slamming her knee down hard on Michael's back. " Agh!" Michael let out as he arched his front of the mat and let out a loud groan of pain, all before Makie came down and pulled his arms up and pulled him into a camel clutch.

Michael knew that this was looking bad, and as he was pulled back he felt how great the pain was from her knee to his back. " Aghk...dammit."

Grinning a little, Makie leaned back further, her slender body arching slightly as she worked Michael over. "You ready to give up yet?" she taunted, hearing Michael groan as he was stretched hard in her grip. In all honesty, she had nothing against the poor boy, and even sympathized with him a little-- he was trying to do well in front of his older sister, after all, and Makie knew all too well the feeling of wanting to impress her older siblings.

If Michael refused to give up, however, then Makie would let him go and stand up. Leaning down, she would press her hands against his shoulders, and, lifting her lower legs up, would bring both of her knees slamming down against Michael's back before heading to the ropes to prepare some more high-flying moves.

Micheal was being tortured by Makie at the moment as the girl was really putting him through the ringer with that Camel clutch and there was little that he could do to the girl but refused to give up and try to struggled with his arms as he kicked around with his legs a bit. Though at the moment it seemed fruitless. Her kept refusing through and doing the best he could to stay in this match and though it was though so was Michael.

Soon enough though, Makie let got and let him fall down fully onto the mat again. Michael groaned out in pain all before he felt Makie's hands down against his shoulder and all before she soon felt a heavy and sharp impact in his back, feeling her knee's dig in deep and his body arched up off the mat. Michael let out a soundless cry before he slumped down against the mat and groaned loudly from the extent of pain that he had taken from Makie.