Lisa Giordani vs Toshio Akamatsu

Punk music played in the background as the arena was made ready for the next match. The crowd did not have long to wait: in a few minutes, Toshio Akamatsu strode into the arena, pyrotechnics blazing behind him as he raised his arms in a grand gesture of entrance. He was dressed a little differently than usual: he wore a pair of black pants with white pinstripes, and while he was bare-chest and showing off his usual muscular physique, he now wore a black headband tied around his brown hair.

As the pyrotechnics fizzled out, Toshio strode confidently down the ring, hearing cheers from some people, and boos from others. He paid them no mind: for the first time ever, he was stepping out from under Kyo's shadow and doing his own thing. His match against Haruka Tenou was just the start of what he hoped would be a good solo run. He'd already had an interview where he had declared himself "the Amazon Buster." It was all for show, of course-- after all, the fans reacted, whether good or ill, to a guy with an outgoing, confident attitude like his. He hoped, at the very least, that he would have a solid fanbase eventually, as well as a string of wins.

As he reached the ring, Toshio slid under it, and rolled up to his feet. Hiking up onto the second rope of the corner post, he watched the opposite end of the arena for his opponent to show up.

"What a busy week!"

Thinks Lisa as she puts her tight red swimsuit and her ankle high white boots. After her first month on AFW she's been through lots of matches already. That week was specially crowded with fights, so she didn't have time to train or even work out. But her fights were already teaching her new stuff, and she hoped that she improved. Still new on profesional wrestling, the brunette was really hoping she improved. And test her skills on that night.

She leaves the locker room and walks to the ring under the cheers of the crowd. The Italian girl was really both a crowd's and wrestlers' favorite, and she knew it was much more about her "assets" than maybe her skills. She catwalks and waves to the wild audience, getting on the ring and turning to face her opponent, a fit guy, with a muscular naked torso that made her blush a bit. He might be about the same height, or a little bit smaller, and same weight as her. "This is gonna be a challenge" She walks towards him, and says:

"Hmm... so you're my opponent. That's nice..." And throws a tauting smile.

Toshio's eyes widened a little as Lisa walked into the ring. He had known that there were a lot of attractive women in the AFW, but he hadn't expected to be facing a total babe like Lisa. Her red swimsuit clung snugly to her voluptuous figure, each movement accentuating a curve and making the bounce of her breasts all the more noticeable. For a brief moment, he forgot he was in the middle of a wrestling ring. When he did remember, the thought of getting down on the mat with her made him even more excited about this match than before.

He gave her his most charming smile back. "Well hi," he said. "I hope you like what you see, babe. The feeling's mutual."

He leaned back, stretching his arms a little behind his head, partly to show off his abs a bit. "So...how do you wanna lose tonight? A short KO, or a nice long pinfall?"

Lisa is standing on the middle of the ring, checking out her opponent as the fit, muscular boy comes closer to her.

"Well hi," he said. "I hope you like what you see, babe. The feeling's mutual."

Lisa blushes a bit, but keeps her coolness, and smiles.

"So...how do you wanna lose tonight? A short KO, or a nice long pinfall?"

Lisa let go out a quick laugh, and replies:

"Hmm... a cocky one. Let's see if you can keep up with the pose after I beat you!"

She gets on her fighting stance, bending her knees slight with her guard up, waiting for the bell to ring.

The bell rang, spurring Toshio into action. He took one last, appreciative glance at the curve of Lisa's breasts before he began to circle her, eying her movements instead. Raising his arms, he moved up to lock up aggressively with Lisa in a test of strength.

Lisa was ready for whatever he would throw at her when the bell rang. She noticed him beggining to circle her. She follows his movement with attention, and he raises up his arm for the test of strenght. Lisa grabs his hands and begins to try to push him back. If she does, she attempts to get closer and throw him to the ground with a quick leg sweep.

The two of them grappled in the centre of the ring, arms intertwined as the pushed and twisted against one another. With clenched teeth, Toshio grinned as his head pressed against Lisa's forehead. Not only was his opponent sexy as hell, but she was fairly strong as well. Feeling her push against him, Toshio pushed back, matching her.

He would have exerted more pressure, but Lisa suddenly dropped down, swiping legs legs out from under him. Startled, he crashed down to his back, looking up at Lisa with faint surprise. "Damn, girl, you aren't just a pretty face," he said with a smile.

Lisa manages to drop her opponent on the floor. Even hit, he keeps insisting to flirt with her. She decides to play along, after all, he wasn't bad. Not at all.
She smiles back, and says: "Shouldn't get so distracted with me. I'm used to get that kind of attention, but you are my opponent!"
She waits for him to get up, to continue the fight, faking a sportswomanship to embarass him a little bit.

Toshio didn't waste any time in flipping back up to his feet, straightening himself out in front of Lisa. "Well, then, that's your fault, isn't it?" he taunted back with a smile. "If you weren't so naturally distracting, we wouldn't be having this problem!"

Raising his arms for a lockup, he began to circle her, watching her carefully. "After you, mia bella," he said.

The brunette watches her opponent getting up. Apparently, her attitude didn't bother him, after all, it was hard for her to bother a guy who was grappling with her. Since her school wrestling experience, boys would always be keen on facing her on, always with a smile on their faces, at least until she smoothers them or make them submit.
Knowing that she was being able to distract him, Lisa hears his compliments, replying them with a smile. She begins to get circled, knowing he would try to grab her, as he raised his arms. She decides to also try to grab him, this time lunging foward, trying to get hold of his waist, and take Toshi to th ground with her.