L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Time was ticking down to the Pay-Per-View show on the boat, as Clara spent her days swimming in the pool and sunbathing. The relaxation on the mini-vacation...and a pep talk from Arachne Spyder, soothed her nerves slightly...but she still remembered that she needed to fight Yuzuha in 2 days time. The matter weighed heavily on her as she listened to music, deciding to finally take a break from the outside. With lunchtime approaching (and Clara really loving the cuisine on the ship), the Brit, dressed in her usual set of a yellow bikini top and bottom, would take her leave, leaving her sunbed as she headed towards the changing rooms...with her worried mind not helping it and imagining all the ways around the swimming pool herself and Yuzuha could hurt each other...

It was difficult to say whether or not this cruise had been relaxing. With her title match looming large overhead, she was having difficulty focusing on anything other than the threat to her status as champion. She had intended to spend some time at the pool. A dip in the artificially heated waters of the cruise ship would be relaxing for her muscles, at the very least. However, it was this inability to focus that led to her barging shoulder first into Clara. It was a negligent bump, rather than a malicious one. But it didn't stop Rose Gold from turning an angry expression towards whoever had been bold enough to step in her way.

"Just who do you think you are? Out of my way!" She barked.

Rose Gold was dressed for a swim. She was wearing a black bikini made up mostly of useless straps. However, they wove lines around her hips and supported her full, perky breasts. Indulgent and sexy, it was still somehow less revealing than her regular wrestling attire.

Spoiler

The moment Clara's eyes saw who was coming her way, immediately, her mind thought: "No."

An encounter with the current Lightweight champion - Rose Gold, was the last thing that she needed on this cruise. She had no clue what would happen the moment she would try to open her mouth to one of the most hated women in LAW, both fan-wise and the locker room...and she was firmly on the side of the locker room...

She tried to swerve to the right to completely avoid the champion...but was too late in her task. Rose bumped into her. Clara tried to step away silently...

...which was when Rose decided to address Clara.

"Don't say anything...don't say..."

"Excuse me?! You are the one who bumped into me!", Clara would say in a hostile manner.

Normally, she would've apologized, even if something like this wasn't her fault. But there were certain people who were a big exception to that rule, and the woman who ruled the Lightweight division with an iron grip, bullying, intimidating and putting down younger wrestlers was in no way a woman Clara would simply ignore...

"Oh no! Did I make you angry, crumpet?" She rolled her eyes and shook her head with an exhausted sigh. Almost every woman on this cruise was damn near insufferable. So much so that even wearing a bikini didn't make them less of an eyesore.

"I didn't say I -didn't- bump into you, kitten." She pursed her lips as if she was explaining something to a child. "I said." And she very clearly annunciated the next words. "Get. Out. Of. My. Way!" She made it clear that she wasn't apologizing. She didn't care that she'd walked into Clara. It was her fault for standing in her way. Just like everyone in this god-forsaken league.

"Don't bother taking out your soapbox honey. You and your chintzy two-piece have stolen enough of my time and attention. Keep moving." She put a hand on her hip and waited for Clara to show her the respect she deserved and to keep moving as instructed. "Go on then. Get!"

"I wasn't IN your way!", Clara angrily told Rose. With her patience levels already at critical level, the encounter with the infamous Rose Gold was the final push that made her give in to her anger...and Rose's condescending tone made it even worse.

"Do not talk to me as if I am a dog!", Clara would angrily tell Rose...in an uncharacteristic move for her, shoving the lightweight champion to the side as she tried to walk past...before slowing, feeling slightly guilty about the situation...

Clara's shove caused Rose Gold to stumble backward. Her heels slid over the edge of the pool, but her toes curled and she forced her weight forward... That was almost a disaster! And the frustrating possibility of being unceremoniously dumped into the pool shifted her mental state from annoyed, to furious!

"If you don't want to be treated like a dog-" With her footing rediscovered, she stepped forward! And when Clara tried to walk past she would find herself walking right into both of Rose Gold's palms! As she drove them right into Clara's shoulders with a snarl! "Then don't act like such a BITCH!" She put all of her weight behind the shove! Happy to throw the frustrating girl right onto her barely-covered ass!

Clara almost shoved Rose into the pool! She actually felt guilty about the situation. As bad as Rose was in the ring, Clara had no right to lose her patience like she did.

”Um…s-so—Ah!”

Right as Clara wanted to do so, Rose interrupted and shoved her roughly, to the point of the Brit tumbling onto her rear!

And suddenly, her anger was back, boiling to the top and washing over her towards the current Lightweight champion. She rose, stepped towards Rose…before punching the Sinister Siren in the face!

”Of all people to insult me…”, Clara growled: ”…you have the least right, you witch!”

The sight of Clara falling right onto her backside made Rose Gold's night. "Hmph. Right where you belong, trash." She smugly grinned and crossed her arms under her breasts. She even gave her head a confident little wiggle.

She didn't even bother to look at her with her half-lidded eyes. Any idiot would know better than to step to her. And especially after having already been put in her place.

So it came as a great surprise to the arrogant blonde when Clara's fist bounced off of her cheekbone with a *CRACK*!

The blow turned her around and sent her staggering! Her eyes fluttered and her balance wavered. The punch had gone completely undefended and the result saw her falling into one of the racks of towels near the pool. She and the rack both spilled onto the poolside deck and Rose Gold found herself covered in towels.

For a moment she didn't know where she was... But Clara's angry shouting helped to ground her and remind her what that damnable woman had just done!

She emerged in an explosion of towels! Shooting back onto her feet and charging at Clara screaming! No words would do to describe the primal hatred she felt in that moment! "RAAAGH!!!" And even the scream only told half of the story!

One hand shot out, grasping for the roots of Clara's hair! The other pancaking over her face! It was uncomfortable and it would hurt, but it wouldn't do any damage. Not until Clara reached to fight off Rose Gold's hands... And the Sinister Siren's knee planted itself right in the center of her bikini bottoms!

Once again, Clara acted before thinking. Once her punch landed, her conscience woke up, chastising her for attacking someone who didn't hurt her directly...though part of her defended the decision, with knowledge that she did hurt several people who were her friends, that of all people, Rose Gold was the one who didn't deserve sympathy.

People looked over as the blonde loudly hit the towel rack, with both her and the rack falling to the ground. As Clara looked over, her conscience argued louder:

"I...AH!"

Suddenly, Rose rose and screamed as she jumped at Clara grabbing at her hair and slapping Clara!

"Let GO OFF---GAAAAAAG!!!"

As she grabbed at Rose's hand, trying to get it off her hair...Rose's knee would shoot upwards, driving itself right in between the Brit's legs! Immediately, Clara went week at the knees, her legs losing strength, with the blonde being the only thing stopping Clara from fully falling on the floor...

Rose Gold was furious. This wasn't the controlled attack that fans were used to seeing in her matches. She wasn't plotting or setting up some intricate submission. She didn't want to -wrestle-. She wanted -violence-!

"What's wrong!? You wanted this!" She screamed as she jerked Clara's hair to force her fully upright! "You think you can just punch -me-!?" She barked before she drove her knee again into the thin barrier of Clara's bikini bottoms! Burying the bone of her knee so deeply that the contours of her womanhood were visible against it!

"I'll crush you! You insolent little nobody!!"

And if the blow was successful, she would use her free hand to lash her palm against Clara's cheek so hard that it would rip the brit's head right out of the grasp of her other hand! Something that would allow thankfully allow her to fall free from Rose Gold's restrictive hold on her hair!