The Wrong Way

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Akashi had almost been drinking since she'd gotten tot he bar. First a round of drinks to kick off the night lead her running back and forth from the floor to the bar. She liked clubs, but she didn't do a whole lot of dancing. She honestly felt more comfortable in a dive where a beer was likely to be served to you broken over your head just as easily as from a tray. She didn't know why that was either? She just liked to fight. Everything she did she felt had two ends, making love or making war. And even when she was making love she felt like she was in an engagement of some kind.

Aside from that, she didn't fit in. She was dressed like a relic from a forgotten era and sometimes she felt that way. She sighed, making a whistling noise as her breath washed over the top of her beer. She couldn't decide on what to drink either. Johnny had been keeping an eye on her because Taylor was drinking too and he needed to make sure everyone got home in one piece. Akashi wasn't sure if she wanted to get home in one piece.

Akashi slapped the bar and called for more booze. She was definitely feeling toasty but while she got buzzed really easily, she could drink forever. She plateaued long ago and was now just riding the buzz. She swiveled into the chair and tugged on her kimono. Her large breasts threatened to spill out for the world to see but she'd been dressing like this for so long that she knew no incident would occur unless she wanted it to. She grinned sheepishly as she threw back a shot of sake. Maybe she did want an incident to occur? She squeezed her thighs together. Aside from wanting to fight, she was also super horny. She was close to finding a girl and dragging her off to the bathroom. Another reason she tried to keep her distance from Taylor despite wanting so badly to talk to her best friend and sister.

It was Taylor's night and Akashi promised herself she'd be good... As good as she COULD be with all the alcohol in her and all the hot bodies swarming around.

It wasn't too often Natasha went out drinking and usually when she did it was in more quiet establishments such as sake houses, but Heather had managed to drag her down to this bar, which was famous for being the watering hole of many AFW wrestlers, on more than one occasion. She had gone on ahead tonight, Heather telling her she would catch up in a little while, expecting to find the place about as busy as it usually was, but as she strolled through the front door of the bar she was immediately struck by just how packed the place was tonight, a sea of bodies standing between her and the bar across the room.

Her first thought was to try another bar but unfortunately that wasn't an option as Heather was going to be showing up here later on, and of course Natasha had left her cell phone back in their room as her form fitting blue dress had no room for anything but her body, Natasha having even forgone a purse for fear she would lose one of the expensive handbags or even worse, have someone vomit in it. Her only option was to make her way through the crowd of gyrating bodies, not an unpleasant thought as quite a few delectable women were in attendance tonight, so she tugged the bottom of her short cut dress down to better cover her ass before wading through the crowd.

It was slow going and more than once Natasha felt someone's hand get a little too familiar, but she emerged from the crowd more or less unmolested, leaving her with the final task of finding a seat at the bar. Thats when she caught sight of a figure that was impossible to miss even in this chaos, the very woman she had been hoping to run into since the entropy fiasco, Akashi. For a moment Natasha didn't move, her mind having suddenly gone blank in regards to what she would say to the woman, everything she had planned out to tell her gone from her head, leaving her with no choice but to wing it.

Walking up next to her Natasha managed to drop down into the stool beside Akashi before a man who had been eying it could, giving him a shooing gesture before she waved for the bartender to bring her and Akashi a round of whatever the big woman had been drinking. "Well, didn't think I would run into you in such a place Akashi" Natasha said before taking the drinks from the bartender's hands and placing one before each of them, figuring the alcohol would at least give Akashi a reason not to walk away immediately. "Theres a lot I've been wanting to get off my chest since we fought, though I suppose you haven't given me a second thought right?"

Akashi had swiveled back to face the bar as she squirmed in her seat a bit. She was starting to get a little uncomfortable but every time she looked at the dance floor, it seemed to have way more people on it than last time. She'd go out there but she needed plenty of space and not all of the mass of people were girls. The last thing she wanted was some creepy dude wedging up behind her with his... Akashi shuddered. It was like those stories she heard about the commuter trains.

But she was saved when someone plopped down next to her. Her rosy cheeked face turned to look at Natasha. She knew who the girl was but they didn't really KNOW each other. They met briefly in the ring during a match that Akashi barely even wanted to be in and before that she only knew Natasha as the one girl on Taylor's Temple Games team that liked Hentai a lot.

Akashi flashed a smile that turned to a grin when Natasha ordered drinks for them. "Even if you're just starting now, I'll still win." She said as she grabbed the shot and downed it in one gulp. She certainly wasn't drinking prissy drinks tonight. Or ever.

"off your chest, huh?" Akashi said as she tugged at her kimono top to let it ruffle and expose a bit more of her cleavage. "Well, unless it's that dress..." She said grinning as she pounded the bar for more booze. "Beer!" back to something she could sip.

She then turned back to Natasha. "Speaking of chests." She said, not bothering to even cover up her shameless ogling. "You're the one dating Sunderland-san, right?" Akashi didn't really keep up with the rumor mill that much. "I thought that was Cecilia-san" Akashi shook her head. "It doesn't matter. Anyway, if you slept with her, I was going to ask. Are the implants nice? Like, do they feel good to touch? Sleep on? I was wondering about that, really. Do they, like... taste the same or are they weird to... uh.... suck on?"

She had been worried Akashi would just ignore her or worse get up and leave, ordering the woman another drink meant to capture her attention and it seemed to work too as she was rewarded with a grin. However Natasha's little plan to hold Akashi's interest with alcohol took an unexpected turn when she watched the larger girl swallow her drink in a single go, leaving the french woman to blink in surprise while trying to come up with a new strategy here.

"I can umm see that now." Natasha said still in her state of disbelief, glancing down to her own drink then, staring into the liquid for a few seconds before she too gulped it down, the fiery drink filling her body with warmth. Now with some liquid courage Natasha turned back to face Akashi, waving for another round of drinks in the process.

Natasha nodded as if in agreement with Akashi, but it was only as her head tilted downwards that she understood what she had meant by that, the beautiful sumo treating Natasha to a lovely sight as she tugged her kimono further down exposing more cleavage than she thought possible, the french woman waiting for her breasts to come spilling out but unfortunately they magically stayed with her kimono.

"Hard to keep your eyes off of them right?" Her eyes darted down to her own chest which was hidden underneath her dress, though as tight as it was her breasts might as well have been on display for Akashi. Turning back towards the bar she reached for the fresh drink and this time drank it slowly, she could feel herself blushing which was unlike her and that had to be from the drink she told herself. But she couldn't deny she had been caught off guard by the flirtatious nature of Akashi tonight, still she had things she wanted to say, whether the woman was drunk or not, and though Akashi might not remember them she would.

Before she could muster the words though Akashi caught her off guard by asking about Heather, Natasha turning back to face the woman unsure of how to answer at first. "Yea I am, and no those two broke up before Avalanche last year." She finally settled on saying before picking up her glass and taking another, longer drink from it this time, only to then tilt the glass all the wat back and downing what drink remained as she was startled by Akashi's question. "Wait what are you talking about, Heather doesn't have any implants or anything!" Natasha replied in a hurry, her face an even darker shade of crimson now.

Akashi shook her head. "You don't have to defend her. I mean, a lot of girls are getting them. It's clearly helping with her career. She should be proud! She should be all 'Damn my chest looks GOOD! I know you girls want a piece of THESE titties!" Akashi pounded on the table for emphasis. "Getting her girlfriend to try and cover it up. That's just silly. No girl goes from like a B to a pair of DD's on their own unless they gain about two hundred pounds everywhere else." Akashi nodded and took a big swig of her beer.

Akashi sighed and grinned. "At least she's smart enough not to face me one on one." Akashi said. "Though... now that Taylor-san's back, I wouldn't mind settling the score a bit." Akashi shrugged and turned back to look at Natasha. She assumed that if that was something that happened, it would probably be against Natasha. and not Cecilia. "You're in the hentai division?" She asked.

Natasha simply sat there, nursing her third drink of the night which the bartender had brought to her without being asked, with her eyes wide in astonishment as Akashi went on quite the tirade regarding her girlfriend's breasts and this theory she had. This was the first time she had ever heard someone accuse Heather of having breast implants, something Natasha was certain the girl had never and likely would never be interested in as the woman was proud of her body and rightfully so.

Natasha almost jumped out of her chair when Akashi slammed her fists down upon the bar and shouted out "titties", a quick look around finding the eyes of everyone near the bar upon them but she didn't care, Natasha waving to them with a wink before turning back to Akashi who was still rambling on. She propped her elbow up on the bar and leaned her head against her hand, watching the sumo woman with an amused grin upon her lips, finding herself imagining what Heather would look like after gaining a few cup sizes, a goofy grin appearing on her lips which she tried to hide by taking another drink from her glass.

"First Heather is and has always been a solid C cup." She said before finishing off her third drink, a missed drop of the fiery liquid flowing down along her chin. "And I love every inch of them." Natasha then pushed her glass across the bar and waved for one of the beers Akashi was drinking, the warmth deep within her chest and the light headedness she was feeling telling her she needed to slow down on the alcohol.

"Oh thats right Heather has a couple wins over you in tag matches right?" Natasha said with a cheerful laugh before a sly look appeared in her eyes, the french woman leaning in closer to Akashi until she was a mere few inches from her face. "You know if you and Taylor intend to go after my Heather I will have to step in right?" She continued while her smile grew even wider, Natasha leaning back away from the woman before taking another sip from her beer. "And why yes I am in the hentai division, why do you ask?"

Akashi narrowed her eyes as Natasha so pleasantly brought up Akashi's losses to Heather. "She has wins... in matches I was in..." Akashi corrected. She herself was never pinned by Heather or anything like that.

Akashi shook her head. "It's not like we're going to jump her in a back alley or anything." Akashi said firmly. "It'd be nice to use her to knock off a bit of the Kamikaze rust." Akashi said lifting her head and staring down Natasha. "But that's it. When it comes to tag teams, or Heather in general, We/I have much bigger fish to fry." That was that.

Akashi took her beer and finished it and quickly motioned for another one. She suddenly felt like she needed it. "Oh, Akashi said turning back to eye Natasha. "That's just where I thought I saw you around." She said with a grin.

Even after all those rather strong drinks it would have been impossible for Natasha not to have picked up on how Akashi felt about those losses, raising an eyebrow but otherwise choosing not to say anything in reply as that seemed like a door better left closed. The woman's tone had changed almost instantly upon Natasha's mention of Heather but that wasn't the only thing that seemed to sour the woman's up until now cheerful mood, talking about Taylor and the tag team she and Akashi had once been in having an almost sobering effect upon her as well.

"Well good to hear it." Was all she decided to say on the subject before letting it drop, taking another long drink from her beer while listening to Akashi reply to her other question, pleased to see her smiling already. "Oh is that all? I'm surprised to hear you saw me before that entropy debacle, I'm I to take it you've seen at least part of one of my hentai matches? There have been quite a lot of them after all so perhaps that shouldn't be so surprising."

Akashi raised an eyebrow and gave Natasha an incredulous look. She then shook her head and called for another shot. This time she needed something heavy. But there was also something else she needed. It had been a while since she had really just sat down and knocked back drink after drink and she started to squeeze her thighs together and bounce lightly in her seat.

"No!" She blurted out and looked at Natasha. "I ... don't really get a chance to watch too much film. Unless it's a match I'm really interested in or an opponent." She declared. "I just heard that that's where you were." She said as she tilted her head.

"How was it a debacle? Because Tai ended up with the belt? Well, that only happened because someone dropped the ball somewhere. I guess it sort of worked out for Brittany-chan though." Akashi said with a shrug.

"Oh, well thats too bad. For a moment there I thought I had attracted the attention of the beautiful sumo herself." Natasha said with her voice softening until it was just above a whisper, the smile on the girl's lips growing fainter as well in a clear sign her confidence had just been dealt a serious blow.

For the first time in a long while Natasha had a few drinks in her and they were strong ones at that, the french woman more used to wine than whatever had been in those glasses and even then she hadn't gone out drinking since her first date with Heather, almost a year earlier. Yet here she was, with a woman she barely knew, knocking back drink after drink with Akashi whom she knew she could never match drink for drink, but then that wasn't the point. Only now did she remember what she had wanted to say to Akashi, having almost let the subject pass right by her, something in the back of her head telling her to let it go but she wasn't listening to that voice right then.

"I wasn't talking about the stuff with Tai and the kawaiis Akashi. I meant the top rope challenge you threw, you know the one where everyone who got thrown out just kept climbing back in for another shot." Natasha finally managed to let out, quickly finishing off her beer before she asked for one of whatever Akashi had just ordered, downing that the moment it arrived. "I was so angry at first that none of them had any sense of honor, I mean the rules of an over the top rope match are that you can't just climb back in right? Even if it wasn't an official sort of match, it just felt like everyone else was cheating and I was the only one trying to play by the rules, and then someone like Kelly has to go and win..."

There was then a short pause as she began nursing another beer, feeling light headed all of a sudden Natasha shook her head as if to get the feeling back into it. "But I don't know, I guess I realized I was more frustrated than angry, everyone around me is moving up in the world and getting title shots while I'm stuck grasping for anything." Natasha finished her little speech with a deep sigh, feeling as if a giant weight had just been lifted off her chest after finally spilling her guts to someone, having never thought she'd have done so in a bar.