Rough and Ready

Tiffany Laurence wasn't a Tokyo girl. She grew in San Antonio, and wrestled in cities all across the US before being picked up by the AFW. But, even though she had been wrestling for the AFW for a few years now, Tiffany knew very little about Tokyo aside from where the league's gyms were, the stadium they wrestled at, and of course, her apartment. But, given enough time, no matter what city, the cowgirl knew she would eventually find a bar she'd like. This city was no different. Of course, she had a little help. As the barkeeper slid a shot of tequila in front of her, Tiffany looked at the woman sitting next to her, the one that had brought her here.
"Well, Akashi, darlin', I did say that if you could find a place in Tokyo that served good tequila I'd get the first round. So, here's to ya..." she drawled, downing the contents of her glass.
Clad in a pair of blue jean shorts and a black tank top that sported the University of Texas's longhorn emblem, she winked at Akashi, while waiting to see what the Japanese woman would order.
The two had met in a match a few months earlier, one that Tiffany had thought was one of the funnest she had the pleasure of being in, even if Akashi had wound up beating her. Despite that though, the two of them had exchanged friendly, if not a little slightly carnal, words. Deciding that Akashi seemed like someone she'd like to get to know better, Tiffany had resolved to call up the Japanese girl to try and hang out with her. However, busy schedules had kept them out of touch, at least until tonight.

Akashi was a busy woman but she tried her hardest to fulfill all of the many social engagements she had, which mostly included her lover Mina Oates, Hanging out with Taylor (She tried to do that as much as she could but Taylor was busy too and Akashi wasn't always sure if Taylor wanted Akashi around all the time), and the impromptu trysts she had with other wrestlers in the league, some of which she wasn't proud of. Between that, matches, training and all the promotional work, she wondered how she found time to do much of anything. Still, despite all that, she still felt good, like her life was hers and she could do as she pleased.

There was one date, however, that she had been putting off for some time. One of her title defenses was against a hot cowgirl named Tiffany Laurence. It was a great match and really hard fought. It was one of the reasons she decided to pursue the Hentai title full time. The two were both busy but they exchanged numbers and Akashi promised to show her around since the girl, who seemed to have been in the league longer than Akashi, still didn't know much about Tokyo. Akashi had grown up in the heart of the city and it was where her soul would always lay so she was definitely up for taking her out. But months passed and Akashi never got a chance to call. One day, however, she was sitting at home, a rare day where she was bored and had nothing to do. Mina was out and Taylor was busy. She felt like drinking but didn't want to call her other drinking buddy. Rifling through her things, she found Tiffany's number and thought it was perfect for them to meet up again. Tiffany had been free as well and here they were, sitting at some faux country bar run by a Japanese guy who looked like he never set foot out of Kanto his whole life.

Akashi smiled as her own Tequila was slide down to her. She grabbed it and looked at Tiffany sheepishly. She decided to go door the less traditional look tonight and wore a tight fitting pair of deep blue jeans that hugged her large but curvy body. She also sported the university look, but her shirt read "SUMO U!" In block letters and had an angry looking Sumo Chibi palm thrusting with Japanese script to look like he was shouting. The shirt was black and it was also tight, clearly showing that Akashi had not opted for the bra on this evening.

"Well, Tiffany-san!" She exclaimed cheerfully. "I'm usually a sake girl so let's see what this stuff does! You're pretty screwed you know that? If you thought I was bad during our match, you haven't seen anything when I get some booze in me!" She laughed and then gulped the shot down and let out a satisfied sigh. She looked at Tiffany with a placid smile and rosy cheeks."Eheh... not bad..."

"Darlin, tequila gets my motor running. Trust me, you ain't seen me at my hottest." the cowgirl replied to Akashi. "And no lie, sake isn't bad at all. But tequila reminds me of being back at one of the bars back home, out drinking with my stepbrother Johnny. Although the bars back home didn't have someone like you in them."
She grinned looking around the bar before her eyes settled back on Akashi.
"Heh, it's a little hokey but I like it sumo-girl. Strong booze and a bartender who know's how to keep the drinks comin..." Tiffany said as the guy placed another pair of shots in front of the duo.
She raised her glass in a toast.
"Alright, Akashi. What are we drinking to?" she said, letting her drinking companion set the toast.

Akashi took up the glass and looked at Tiffany. She licked her lips, already feeling good from a single shot. Akashi was so horrible with alcohol. It didn't take much for her to get buzzed and acting like an idiot. But with that, she never got any more drunk, no matter how much she had and could out drink most people around. She leaned against Tiffany and pressed her lips against the girl's ear. "The start of a beautiful friendship." She whispered huskily into Tiffany's ear and pulled back, clanged the glass and took a big chug from her shot, letting out another satisfied sigh.

"Oi, if that wasn't you at your best then sheesh. We're both baka! Fighting not at your best is downright criminal!" She said furrowing her brow before giggling and poking the counter for another drink. "Keep 'em coming!" She demanded.

Tiffany drank down her shot, the tequila burning pleasantly. Her cheeks had turned a light shade of pink, although if it was from the drink, the feel of Akashi's breath on her ear or a combination of both, the American couldn't tell.
"Oh, so what happened in the ring wasn't a good enough start?" she replied with a wry smile. "Oh when I'm in the ring, I always give my all. But, add booze to an already hot match up, well I don't know what'll happen, but then again the night's still young."
She paused to accept another drink from the bartender.
"Besides, the league would think us showing up drunk for a match would be criminal." she added.

Akashi took another drink and downed it, motioning for the bar tender to 'keep em coming' after slamming the upside down glass on the She looked at Tiffany wryly. "f it's just a start, then I guess it's a good one, Tiffany-chaaaaan." She said slurring her words a bit. She then giggled. "Good, good! I don't like it when people don't give it their best!" She said matter-of-factly.

Akashi leaned against Tiffany and slid her hand up to cop a grope on one of Tiffany's breasts. "Oh... I think I have an iidea. She sputtered. "Heh! I think there's a few girls who make showing up drunk a gimmick!" She proclaimed and downed another drink.

Tiffany laughed at Akashi's comment, replying with "You know I think you're right. Hehe if we tag up, that should be our thing. We'd even roll a keg down to the ringside before every match. Cassandra would shit herself..."
As the Japanese woman's hand caught hold of one of the cowgirl's breasts, she'd be able to feel that Tiffany wasn't wearing anything under the shirt, the nipple hardening up quickly.
"Mmm...heeeey now..." she slurred in mock protest, leaning into Akashi. "I'm not sure if I'm drunk enough to allow that kind of thing..."
After a pause she shrugged.
"Who am I kidding? I'd allow you to do that if I were sober." she said.
Pretending to study Akashi's shirt, she ran her fingers over the lettering, tracing the path of the print across Akashi's large breasts.
"Mm, so is sumo a college sport here?" she asked softly, her eyes on Akashi's. "Were you a star player? Maybe with groupies waiting after every match..ready to rub down your hot body with eager hands and-"
Before Tiffany could continue she was interrupted by a man's voice saying loudly in Japanese. "Well, look here guys. A pair of lonely women looking for some company. It's a good thing we came along."
A Japanese man strode up to the women, flanked by his two friends. All three seemed, to Tiffany at least, like biker punks out of a 90s action flick, with their leather pants and jackets. Although what made the leader laughable to her was the fact he had dyed his hair pink. However, her understanding of Japanese was spotty at best, so she was confused about what was being said....

Akashi giggled. "Shit... I can fuck drunk like a champ but I don't know how well I could wrestle." She laughed. 'DO they do Hentai tag matches?" She questioned half heartedly. Akashi was delighted to find a fellow "freeballer" as she dug her figners intot he squishy breast. It was wonderful and she knew it would be tough to keep herself from flopping Tiffany onto the bar and taking her right then and there. Akashi grinned at Tiffany's enthusiasm. She wasn't helping her predicament at all!

Akashi let out a huff at Tiffany's innocent question. "It's... not a sport, it's... a way of life." She admitted. "Some kids skip college to join Sumo." Akashi sighed. "I would have been... if I'd been born with a dick..." She said forlornly.

As if on cue, the men sowed up. Akashi furrowed her brow. Akashi ignored them and looked at her newest shot. She took it and gulped it down, flipped the shot glass over and slammed the glass down. She then turned and looked at the guys and gorlwed at them in Japanese.

<"I don't like dicks. Leave my friend and I alone if you want to keep yours!">

One of the men took a good look at Tiffany and smiled.
<"This one's a foreigner. American, I think!"> he said before switching to English.
"American girl, right? Maybe you're like your army, eh? Looking for a few good men?" he said, with a heavy Japanese accent, drawing laughter from the other two.
"Pfft." Tiffany scoffed. "When you find any, let me know, needle-dick." she replied.
His face reddened as he narrowed his eyes.
"Bitch." he snarled. "Here our women learn how to speak to men with respect.." he said, taking a threatening step forward, which prompted the Texan to stand up from the stool she was sitting in.

Akashi raised her eyebrows at the brash punks. What they were saying now in English it was like Akashi wasn't even there. She decided that she would play with them a bit. Tiffany could probably handle herself for now and Akashi would hop in if things got rough.

"The way you let me talk to you?" She said in English. Maybe they thought she only spoke Japanese. "Am I not Yamato Nadeshiko enough for you!" She blurted out and then laughed, trying her hardest to pout despite her chortles.

"Ti-chaaan." Akashi said not wanting to say Tiffany's full name in front of these tools. "They don't think I am a very good portrait of Japanese femininity... Waaaah!" She whined and pounded the table. 'I'm not good enough! Instead they want some big uddered Yahn-kee slut!" She said as though they meant someone who wasn't Tiffany.