Makin' a Splash!

The crowd was in high anticipation as they waited for the next event of the evening. Soon the lights dimmed and the crowd gave a peremptory cheer for whatever may come, not knowing whether their applause would be ramped up or melt quickly into boos.

Then, over the speakers [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jJ4X7tly9Uo:23w1jm9z]"Smokin' Billy"[/url:23w1jm9z] Billy began to blare and the crowd had their answer. Out from the back stage area came Akashi Tanikaze with a briefcase in tow and the crowd began to cheer raucously. She marched proudly up towards the ring, dressed in a dark green kimono with dark embroidered dragonflies on it, black hakama pants and her clacking geta sandals.

She slapped the hands of the fans as she stepped forward and when she was near the ring, she was handed a mic. She stepped in the ring and grinned brightly. "Hello, everyone!" She said loudly and raised her hand in the air. "I hope you're as excited as I am! I have some great news!" She then turned and looked around the ring.

"But, I know you all must be wondering why I would come down to Kamikaze's music and not bring everyone's favorite punk along?" Akashi lowered her head and frowned. "Unfortunately, she is still retired and living a content life with her husband."

The crowed let a rumbling boo of disappointment wash over Akashi. Akashi then grinned. "HOWEVER!" She said with renewed enthusiastically. "I have been doing my very best to try and pull her back in! That's why I have come out here today! You see, I still have the Tag Team Title contract I won at Avalanche and I still have some time before Summer Splash to get her to come back so we can take down Eclipse and become the champs!"

Akashi began to pace around the ring. "However, I can't do that without a tag team partner. As much as I'd love to face them down two on one, I think that Yuuki-san and Mutoh-san are far too skilled for even me to handle all at once! I also need to admit that I have, in the past, made some poor choices regarding Kamikaze. I have been looking into getting into some tag team matches to keep myself from getting rusty but I will not use the name Kamikaze. That name will forever only be myself and Taylor. WE are Kamikaze together, not separate!"

Akashi grinned and looked at the camera as if she were talking face to face with Taylor. She then looked back to the crowd. 'But I need your help! She's still not ready to come back and I am not sure that she will if you guys don't tell her how much you want to see her again! So, come on, everyone! Let's bring her HOME so Kamikaze can show you what real tag team champs are made of!

Akashi laughed inwardly to herself as the crowd gave her the "Tay-Lore! Tay-Lore! Tay-Lore!" Chant that she wanted from them. Her work was done. Now all she had to do was go give Taylor some puppy dog eyes and get her butt to Hawaii!

The crowd continued to chant Taylorâ€s name for several long moments. Nothing happened. The wait began to take the edge from the audience anticipation, but just as the chants began to fade, a slim female silhouette appeared at the entrance ramp.

“Booring!!” the figure called into her microphone. The excited fans suddenly quietened in confusion.

The new entrant marched forwards out of the shadows, revealing herself as Katya Lvova. A petite, short-haired brunette, the Russian was known more for meddling on the periphery of AFW, than making an impact on the main stage, so her appearance here was surprising. But there was a confident, self-important smile on her cute, impish features. A white fur boa hung over her stylish red outfit, adding an air of aristocratic decadence to the pale-skinned wrestler.

“You go on and on about Taylor, some retired loser, she had her chance, who cares?” Katya mimed a yawn as she walked down the entrance ramp. Some of the crowd began to boo Katya, but the little Russian just smirked at their enmity, enjoying the attention anyway.

“Stop living in the past, has-been!! Move your fat ass over for some new blood, for a change!!” Katya called impetuously into her microphone as she approached the ring. She climbed the corner steps then turned to look at the disapproving crowd.

“Akashi says sheâ€d “love” to go two on one against Eclipse… but really, sheâ€s too scared to even honour the match she promised me!!”

Katya casually propped an elbow on the turnbuckle and turned back to Akashi. “Isnâ€t that right? Arenâ€t you calling Taylor ‘cos youâ€re running scared from me?” she taunted, grinning despite the extravagance of her claim.

As the crowd chanted, Akashi encouraged them with a wave of her arms. Now that she had come to show Taylor what she meant to the league, her work in the spotlight was done and she stepped towards the ropes, eager to get on with the rest of her day. She certainly thought it was possible that she could be interrupted. However, she definitely wasn't expecting what happened. She hadn't really been expecting Taylor to come out all of a sudden. She was pretty sure that the girl was still in Kyoto. But that wasn't the point.

Akashi's eyes widened when she heard the word. When Katya suddenly appeared, Akashi's eyes narrowed and her body stiffened. She immediately scanned the area with her eyes, now knowing full well that if Katya was here, then Oksana wasn't too far behind. She wasn't going to fall for that same trick twice.

She gave the Russian enough time to speak and when she was finished, she stared angrily at Katya and slowly lifted her mic up to her mouth.

"Katya-san." She growled into the microphone. "Are you drunk? Did you wander out here by mistake?" She jabbed back at the Russian. Akashi gritted her teeth and turned to look at the audience. "Yes." She said. "I did promise to fight her and her partner two on one." She lowered her head. "For Oksana-san's sake," she turned back to Katya, "not yours." Akashi was in no mood for pleasantries and was feeling a little surly now.

"Where is she at, by the way? For a big girl, she sure is good at keeping out of sight. Or is she just hiding behind that inflated ego of yours? I'm surprised there's room enough for myself or the audience!"

Akashi narrowed her eyes and leaned forward. "Or maybe she's really a coward. She does follow you after all. The only reason a big girl like that would ever listen to a word a little nobody like you said was if she had a streak of cowardice as long as Tōkyō Sukaitsurī is tall! I hear she's quite brave when someone has their back turned, though." Akashi said with a sneer.

"Who are you, anyway!?" Akashi said and looked back tot he audience. "Do any of YOU know who this is!?" She said and held out the microphone. She pulled it in and turned back to face Katya. "When was the last time you even HAD a match!? Yeah, I'll give you a match, I DEFINITELY need to show you what the difference between you and me is, again." She added, looking at Katya. "But you and your trained bear picked a bad time to try and goad me into a match with your little late night ambush."

Akashi shook her head. "Call me when Summer Splash is over. Then I'll work you into my schedule." She grinned at Katya. "It'll be the best damn thing that ever happened to whatever you're attempting to call a wrestling career."

Akashi then turned away from Katya, quite on purpose. She lifted up the microphone. "Sorry about that. I was hoping if anyone came out it would be Eclipse, but it seems there's only worms int he wood work tonight..." She sighed heavily into the microphone and gave an exasperated look to the audience as she tied to hide a mischievous grin.

Katyaâ€s smile became slightly strained as Akashi called her out on having Oksana hanging back.

“Okay,” she sighed, “Not sure I even need backup to face you, but if you insist…”

Katya turned to the entrance ramp and made a beckoning motion with a flick of her head, wordlessly calling her partner into the arena. On cue, Oksana appeared, arms folded. She looked Katyaâ€s opposite in almost every way - big, curvy, broad-shouldered and dusky, she approached the ring with a disinterested smile, though her eyes were keenly scanning the crowded arena. Despite Akashiâ€s calls to her, Oksana seemed pretty detached from proceedings, acting very much as a bodyguard and not playing to the crowd at all.

“I promise, she wonâ€t attack your back this time,” Katya said with mock concern.

“Not unless she keeps calling me coward…“ Oksana grumbled. True enough, Oksana made her way to the ring edge at Katyaâ€s corner, the Russians making no attempt to outmanoeuvre Akashi for now.

“I mean geez, you sure are showing a lot of interest in the big girl… but last time, it seemed to be me that you were pretty hot for…” Katya said leeringly, fluttering her eyelashes at Akashi in a brazen attempt to rile her. “Though, who can blame her, right?” she grinned, playing to the crowd.

Her preening display, though, seemed to be having little effect on the sumo, causing Katya to pout a little as Akashi insulted her ability and her standing.

“Well… maybe weâ€d have the exposure we deserved… if it wasnâ€t for you hogging every damn belt going…” Katya spluttered, her temper beginning to flare. She didnâ€t want reminding of her rookie status, it did not befit her self-image at all.

Chewing her lip angrily, the Russianâ€s impish features folded into a scowl as Akashi turned her back.

“Work into… your schedule? Oh, that is IT…” she muttered to herself, shaking her head. The petite brunette darted under the ring ropes and strode out onto the canvas. Oksana moved desperately to pull her back, but she was too slow to restrain Katyaâ€s impulse.

“Iâ€ll schedule something right now… my boot and your ass!!” she cried, aiming a running kick at Akashiâ€s ample behind. The crowd booed the sneak attack, but Katya was already past caring.

Akashi knew that Oksana would be coming out eventually. Katya would have no choice but to bring her out. The Sumo knew that the petite Russian could only have confidence without her big girl hanging around her. Still, she also knew that Katya couldn't pass up an opportunity to get in a cheap shot on Akashi.

Akashi braced herself but when the foot sank into her beefy bottom, it still stung. She stumbled forward and clutched the ropes in front of her to keep from falling down. The fact that she had sandals on made it more difficult to keep herself from hitting the canvas completely. She felt her sandal break and she fell forward with a graceless yelp and hit her knees and only barely kept from tumbling through the ropes.

"Arrrgghhh..." Akashi growled and reached for the broken piece of wood. She turned, still propped up against the middle rope and lobbed the small chunk of wood at the Russian.

"Congratulations... you beat up a shoe!" She said with her brow furrowed. "Guess you deserve a title shot after all!"

Akashi fumbled for the microphone she dropped and lifted it up. "Hey Eclipse! You can take Summer Splash off. We're setting up a contender's match between these two and my other sandal! You'll get to face the winner. My money's on the sandal!" Though she was trying to joke, her tone held a low growl to it. Even if Katya hadn't hurt her, Akashi had certainly looked quite foolish with the position she was currently in. Ass out towards Katya, broken sandal and her breasts hanging lewdly over the middle ropes while Katya was still up on two feet trotting around like she owned the place.

“Haha, not so smug now, eh-ahh!” Katya yelped girlishly as the shoe was flung at her head, though she managed to deflect it with a quick flick of her forearm.

The Russian was nevertheless pretty pleased with herself, having the satisfaction of seeing her foe sent sprawling onto her knees, humiliatingly bent over the ropes. As far as Katya was concerned, it was just the sort of humbling that Akashi deserved, and the Russian was just getting started.

“Hmm, a contendership match? Thatâ€s an interesting proposal…” Katya answered in a tone to meet Akashiâ€s sarcasm head on. “Do you mind if I review the paperwork, before we negotiate that?”

The petite brunette moved to pick up Akashiâ€s briefcase from the floor, with a devious glint in her eye. The crowd werenâ€t happy at this turn of events, and neither was Oksana, who was entering the ring in the hope of limiting her bossâ€s folly.

The bodyguard was too slow, though. Katya took the briefcase, clutching it in both hands, and gleefully swung it round like a massive paddle, straight at Akashiâ€s upturned ass.

“Haha, howâ€d you like my opening offer?” she cackled mischievously.

Akashi groaned from her perch hanging over the ropes. As uncomfortable and humiliating as it was, she had been slow to remove herself. She had no interest in even acknowledging Katya and her petty complaints with anything but her large, round backside. That thought alone made it easier to endure. While Katya rattled on, Akashi pulled her chest off the ropes so she was just on her hands and knees. She was a little curious to hear what Katya had to say, but only turned faintly to look at the Russian, seeing Oksana enter the ring finally.

Oksana's appearance caused Akashi's attention to deviate for the moment Katya needed. When she turned back she saw the tiny Russian already in the midst of a wind up. "S-Shit!" That was all she could get out before the briefcase smacked her rump hard. The shock and force sent Akashi through the ropes, tumbling out of the ruing and crashing to the ground. She landed with a hard thud and groaned for a long moment. Her butt hurt but other parts hurt more. Intangible parts.

She growled audibly and turned to throw a beefy arm over the ring apron. "Kisama...." She growled. If Katya wanted a fight, Akashi was certainly ready to give it to her right here, right now. But before she could even pull herself up, the lights dimmed.

"E-Eh!?" Akashi said. Apparently someone else was looking to join in the 'fun'. Maybe it was Eclipse looking to straighten out everything and get these Russian nobodies out of the ring. Akashi couldn't imagine who else could POSSIBLY show up that was relevant to the tag titles.

The lights did indeed dim, followed by a familar tune... Just not that familar within the AFW [url:330d61op]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h_zeiKrRTuk[/url:330d61op]

The crowd were left guessing as to who this was and what the music meant for a short while before the screens lite up with the following pictures

Spoiler:

A few moments later, the devious and dastardly duo for Bandit Bun Bun and Wascal Wabbit... The Bandit Bunnies, stepped out onto the rampway complete with their bandit masks and the tag team title belts... Bandit Bun Bun wearing hers backwards so that the gold part was actually around the small of her back while Wascal Wabbit had hers over one shoulder.

Wascal Wabbit pulled a microphone to her lips

"I hate to pee on your parade there... well... actually... I do, I really :3" She said, seeming to be directed at Akashi
"But you're a bit behind with your times there. See... If you had bothered to watch Avalanche, you would have seen the Bandit Bunnies walk out of their with the tag team belts and not Eclipse. So with that in mind, as the new AFW tag team champions, I think we should be the ones to say who faces who and under what conditions.. Basically, we call the shots here and I don't see why we should allow one girl and her imaginary friend to have a shot at the title just cause she got a magical golden ticket out of a choco bar that said she could fight the tag champions."

Akashi pushed herself to a standing position to watch the Love Bunnies enter the ring. She definitely knew who they were, but she'd never really had any contact with them personally. She thought them to be a bit silly and didn't see them as real contenders beyond a fight they decided to pick with Eclipse. Still, they had a reputation for being pretty keen meddlers and Akashi wondered if they were so good at sticking their tails into other people's business that it had actually created some real credibility within the tag division.

Her mouth opened slightly as the smaller of the two began her little rant, eying the big sumo. By the Wascal was finished, Akashi was motioning for another mic and snatched it from the grip's hand.

"Sorry I missed out on your match, I was busy with a real match while you two were playing cops and robbers with Eclipse." She'd heard the gist of how the match had gone, but hadn't bothered to see what actually happened.

"You know... you girls are really good at playing pretend. Pretend gangsters, pretend title holders. Probably pretend wrestlers too. I think both of you," Akashi motioned up to Katya and Oksana before staring back at Wascal, "have a lot in common. They pretend they are real tag wrestlers too. Now why don't you leave the building and go have a pretend wrestling match to see who is the king of imagination land! Kamikaze will fight Eclipse and we'll give the people a REAL show instead of a pretend one!"

Akashi raised her fist in the air and turned to the crowd who seemed to at least approve of seeing any kind of in-ring action.

As the masked girls entered the ring, Oksana instinctively moved to guard Katya in her corner, but it seemed the Russians were not the focus here. In fact, Katya allowed herself a chuckle at the “Wascal”â€s taunting of Akashi. Her enemyâ€s hoped-for reunion was fast becoming quite chaotic.

“Sorry Akashi, but it seems the bandits have a point. Youâ€re going to call US on being fake, when you donâ€t even have a tag team!?” The petite Russian tilted her head incredulously and tittered in amusement.

“Eclipse donâ€t have the belts, and Kamikaze sure as hell donâ€t have a contract,” Katya goaded, lifting up the stolen suitcase to (rather unnecessarily) prove her point. “So this “show” you are promising everyone sounds pretty lame…” she mocked, playing to the crowd with another acted yawn and trying to undercut her foe.