(Unofficial) Sean Ishimi vs. Chigusa Yuuki (Complete)

Note: This match is and unofficial crossover match between two worlds. Nothing is to go on to record since the characters are in different leagues. The setting takes place sometime after Sean's League match against Victoria. Possibly around the two weeks he was resting up.

Single Exhibition

Terms/Conditions: Victory by One Fall, or Submission

He stepped out into the stage hearing the crowd pop upon hearing his music kick in, Sean seemed pretty relaxed for a the most part, still a little sore, but relaxed. The clothing which covered his sculpted figure hung loose and hid each definition well. Many that knew him, knew why. Others, well. . . they would find out soon enough: if they were foolish enough to even attempt it. Considering that this match was unofficial gave him some relief. Win or lose, it wouldn't go on his record. So far his record has been pretty descent. Could be better, but descent. Then again, the six two 230 lb. titan had his fair share at this point. Although nothing has been ever mentioned about it.

Walking down the ramp, his crimson colored hair seemed to shine against the bright lights all around him. Eyes, showing focus, discipline, determination, and no fear. He was one of the strongest and toughest athletes in the Sex Wars Division. It was unfortunate that the opponent would learn about that on their own. Yet, from what he heard, the opponent he was about to face was experienced enough in the ring. Possibly from another branch of Wrestling. He wasn't certain though. Not many knew of his exploits thus far.

Keeping silent upon entering the squared circle, Sean checked the ropes whilst stretching his build popping his bones getting ready for probably one of the biggest matches of his career. His emerald hues surveyed the arena while taking in the crowds chants and cheers. His eyes closed upon leaning against the corner. The energy. . . There was so much. He felt very much alive here. And tonight, he was going to deliver them what they wanted to see, a night to remember. A night that may go into the history books, a match of the century or year. However long it would take for the hype to die down.

He opened his eyes hearing his music fade and watched the stage to see whom it would be that was to partake in this incredible journey with him. Keeping relaxed and prepared for anything that may occur at any given possible moment.

"Chigusa? Thank goodness I got a hold of you!"

Chigusa groaned. It was her manager calling, and whenever her manager called bad things tended to happen. The last time he called, she had to get up at two in the morning to fish him out of a river.

"What do you want Drake?" Chigusa snapped.
"Look, its simple," Drake said, "AFW has another division to it, Sex Wars, and Mrs. Sellers insisted that you try it out! She's even booked an exhibition match agains one of the wrestlers there!"
"Look Drake, I'm not going to participate in Sex Wars and you know it!" Chigusa said, "Don't try to fool me with things like 'Oh, it's harmless, it's just wrestling!' The matches there inevitably turn into sex. I'm not going to be a common prostitute!" Chigusa hung up.

Her phone rang again. Drake had a lot of nerve, calling immediatly after a girl hung up on him!

"Shut up Drake, I don't want to hear you." Chigusa said.
"You do, or else you wouldn't pick up," Drake replied, "Look, the match is just like any wrestling match, it's just that you have a male opponent. You've done mixed matches in the past, you can do them here! I'm waiting for you at the Sex Wars ring. I'll text you the address, Be there." Drake hung up this time.
Chigusa was a little put off. Drake had been very severe in his tone, making Chigusa feel a little ashamed of her anger. Drake was not a bad person, it was just that Chigusa had such a tight schedule, she was going insane! That was Drake's fault.

Chigusa looked at her phone. A text message told her the address. Chigusa sighed, then left her apartment. She went down to the underground parking lot, got in her car, and drove to the specified location. She got out and looked at the arena before her. It was small, but the parking lot was already packed. Was she late?

Drake ran out to meet her. "Alright! I've got everything ready now, we just need you in there. Your opponent's pretty big, but no worries! You'll kick his ass." Drake said.

"Stealing My Heart" came on over the loudspeakers. Drake pushed Chigusa out from backstage. Chigusa was fuming again.

"Damn you Drake!" she thought, "This had better be worth it."

She climbed into the ring, where a veritable giant of a man was waiting for her. Seeing the man nearly made her want to quit, but since she was already in the ring, she could not effectivly back out.

"Oh, pretty big!" Chigusa thought sarcastically, "F--k you Drake. If I die here, Megumi's gonna kill you."

She decided to try and be friendly with the Goliath before her. "Hi, I'm Chigusa Yuuki. You are?"

Sean was relaxed a little more for a bit wondering what the deal was. The fans started chanting his name until the music changed the beat. Then the crowd went really nuts. Whoever this was, she was in for an interesting match tonight.

Seeing the girl move towards the ring and somewhat take note of his size. Sean was trying to think. She seemed familiar. Where did she see her before? On TV perhaps? Sean couldn't remember too clearly. Since his time here in AFW, he didn't have much time to see any other action. Although, from what it seems like to him, the girl looked like she was more than a mouthful. Thankfully, this was just a standard match. Nothing big, nothing hentai or sexual related. Although sometimes, that can't be avoided since some of the moves are a bit sexual in a way. Then again, that's just him thinking to himself. He wasn't really a sexual tease type. He was only in it for the challenge.

He approached the center to meet her face to face when she mentioned her name. Chigusa Yuuki? That name rang some bells, but not enough to help him remember much. He only responded with a nod and half smile. Not much of a talker to be honest. However, if she could hear the fans clearly, she would learn of his name. Since they were chanting it against the other fans chanting hers along with some remaining fans chanting his nickname: Silent Wall. He kind of chuckled though. She looked like she was annoyed about something earlier. But, hopefully, she would be able to focus on this current situation tonight. He extended his hand and gently took hers shaking it in greeting before releasing it and step back a bit upon the ringing of the bell.

Sean's first course of action was to test her strength a little bit. His hands extended out in a gesture to welcome her opportunity to show him how strong she was. A bit challenging so to speak. If she were to accept it, her hands would interlace with his and it would be her physical strength against his. But, then again, he was aware he would leave himself open for anything else. Plus if she tried to pick him up, she would possibly find that he's a little more than what she may anticipated. Thankfully his clothes hid that.

Chigusa looked at her opponent, and listened to the crowd chanting his name. Apparently he was very popular here, probably because he won his matches.

"Sean... Ishimi?" Chigusa thought she heard the crowd chanting, "Hmm, I don't know much about my opponent. Better get some quick intel before engaging." She looked at Sean closely. He was tall, just about a full foot taller than she was. He had enormously broad shoulders, and what appeared to be highly muscular arms hidden under his loose clothes. she also noticed that his clothes, though loose, were XXL sized. That was not good, as it meant that her opponent was actually huge under there.

During the handshake, Chigusa noticed that her opponent's hands were huge as well. They were roughly the shape and size of spades.

"Ohh this can't be good," Chigusa thought, "This guy can probably snap me in two without even trying. I have to keep my distance. He's bigger, but I'm faster."

Chigusa accepted the test of strength, knowing full well that her opponent would beat her with ease. However, the test of strength was only a ruse. She planned to test him to understand his style. When Chigusa begins to feel overpowered, she would immediatly duck underneath the man and try to flip him over her shoulder.

Understanding your foes was part of the business, although Sean looked big, and he may look like he was a little slow, he wasn't stupid. That was one thing that some (or most) of his adversaries tend to underestimate about him. Big and strong means your dumb. Not true. He was fairly intelligent. Although he was a foot taller than her, he was relieved to know that his fatigue was well hidden from her. Under neath all of that clothing was a body built like a greek statue. Though if his shirt was to be ripped off of him, then there would be a bit of a problem. . . sort of.

In his mind he was still sorting out her name. Where did he hear it from? That name and the foes appearance before him was going to bug him for a while. Sean knew he heard that name before. He just couldn't finger where he heard it from. Unless she was. . . Just thinking about it was giving him a headache already. He had to remind himself to stay focused on the here and now. One false move could lead to disaster. Which is what he did.

Upon preparing for the test of strength, he was preparing himself for the worst. Granted, he figured that Chigusa probably was faster than he was, judging by her size, he had to keep note of this. After all, he was a big guy. He watched her for a moment whilst moving his strength against hers. He was caught by surprise a little when she moved under him and felt his body get flipped. He blinked a little bit at this motion, but, his hand kept a firm grip on one of hers whilst making an attempt to pull her in towards him and roll on top of her. Thankfully, the move wasn't too damaging, just surprising. Hopefully, this gave him enough time to get her down with him. If he was able to achieve the pull in motion, and if planned correctly, she would be on her stomach while he worked on her arm attempting a submission hold. The Fujiwara Armbar. That was a technical term for it. It was a reverse armbar with the opponent face down on the mat and the aggressor applying pressure to their arm.

Still, through this part he was still thinking a little bit about why Chigusa sounded and looked familiar. 'Great. . .' he thought. 'Here I am in a middle of a match and all I can think about is foes popularity. This is going to be a long night.'

Chigusa was delighted that she managed to land the first hit. The first move had to belong to her, she had to draw first blood so to speak. That sets the pace of the match, her pace. She was fairly confident that she would be able to break away and start actively wearing her opponent down when suddenly she was pulled down. Her opponent had not let go!

"Woahhhh!" Chigusa cried out as she fell. She almost did a faceplant, but broke her fall just in time. Then, she noticed that Sean still had a firm grip on her arm. Then she noticed her opponent getting on top of her.

"This can't be good," Chigusa thought. It wasn't. Sean locked the armbar in, slowly applying pressure. Chigusa felt the pain building in her arm. She didn't cry out in pain, but her breathing got more labored as she tried to break out. Chigusa pulled one way, then the other. No good. Bucking Sean off was difficult as well, as he was much too heavy.

"I hate submission holds," Chigusa thought, "How am I going to get out of this one?"

Chigusa decided that she needed to reach for the ropes. She couldn't properly break out, not without relying on some dirty tactics. She needed to save them for later in the match, she'll need them.

Sean had the armbar locked in fairly well. Taking a few moments to adjust himself before working on the armbar again. It seemed like this match was getting interesting already. She tried to throw him off with her toss and he switched it over to a submission. That was the kind of moves the fans liked. One after another. He could feel Chigusa trying to get out of it and almost chuckled. He found this to be pretty interesting already indeed. Here she was, a young girl a little shorter and thinner than he was trying to squirm out of a submission he had in position fairly well. It was no secret that Sean was very technical/scientific with his actions. He would toss a few power moves here and there, but that would be for later on. Right now, it was just wearing down the foe limb from limb. But nothing too devistating. Just enough for him to make easy pickings out of her.

He did take note that she didn't squeal from his submission either. She opened her mouth earlier, but so far, nothing came out of her from this action. Just labored breathing on her part trying to keep the pain from being too much. Interesting tactic. Though he prefers to just suck it in more. No breathing involved, no squealing. Then again, he hadn't said two words to her yet. A good thing too. He preferred to let his actions speak for themselves.

Again, he applied pressure to her arm before adjusting himself again to re-apply it. At the moment, he wasn't aware that she may actually, be slithering towards the ropes. Considering his back was to hers and he was on his side, it was hard to see that.

Chigusa knew better to go grabbing for the ropes like an amateur. When you go for the ropes, you only had one chance. If your opponent catches sight of you too early, you might as well submit, cuz he will drag you to the cneter of the ring and make you howl. that had happened to her before, in her first match ever in fact. She learned that lesson the hard way.

"I need to be able to grab it easily," Chigusa thought. Sean adjusted the position of the armbar, adding a new wave of pain to Chigusa's already pained arm. Chigusa didn't cry out, though she did suck in a breath. She allowed the pain to fuel her determination to reach and grab the ropes.

"Ok, I'm close enough now," Chigusa thought, "Remember, one chance." She quicky reached out and grabbed the rope securely with her free hand. "Whew, glad that's over!" Chigusa thought. Sean would have to let go of Chigusa now, breaking the submission hold.

Sean had the submission locked in applying more damage to her exposed limb. So far so good. Though this move was just a starter of what he could really do. His strength showed what he had in store for her a little bit, but he was cautious enough not to break her arm in the process. Wouldn't want to injure someone when they probably had other events to attend to. Still the name rang a bell to him. It bugged him a little bit just thinking about it.

"Break!"

He kept applying pressure to the hold after adjusting himself. He didn't catch what was the deal. His mind kind of wandered a bit about Chigusa. Then again, that's what happens sometimes.

"Rope Break!"

Sean blinked looking up to the referee before looking to Chigusa to see her hand was on the ropes. He looked to the referee and released his hold stepping away from Chigusa waiting for her to either get up, or let go of the ropes. His hands were on his hips whilst pacing a bit and eyeing her movements. The damage he did to her arm had to be fairly descent though. After all, he had added quite a bit of pressure to it. Still he had to keep his guard up at all times. No telling what this girl may do.

Chigusa let out a sigh of relief. It was bad enough that her opponent was bigger and far stronger than she was. If he turns out to use a lot of submissions, she would be sunk! Even after all this time, submissions were still her weakness. She hated them, and hated people who used them.

"Sean Ishimi," Chigusa thought, "I'm not going to lose to you!" She massaged her arm that was just in the armbar, winding a little in pain. "Dislocated? Not quite. Muscle damage? Minimal. Pain? Lots of it, but that'll pass." The pain was already leaving her shoulder. Her arm felt ready for use again.

"How do I beat such a fighter?" Chigusa thought, then realized the answer. How do women always make men fall? By tricking them of course! Chigusa realized that her opponent probably had a rough idea of the amount of damage he did, but she could easily fake weakness. Sean could either be moved to pity, and then Chigusa would have him in her grasp. Or, he could attempt to take advantage of her. Then, Chigusa would have a momentary advantage, but one in which perhaps a permanent advantage could be obtained.

"Ow," Chigusa said as she massaged her arm. She was an actress, both a voice actress and recently an actual actress, so faking something like this was easy.