Belly Queen Title Match: Katsumi vs. Kyoko

[CyanDimitrik]

"Aahhn!," groans Katsumi as the knee drops and digs into her belly. Her legs kick weakly, heels scraping against the mat, her hands weakly pushing at the knee. Her eyes screw shut, the strain preventing her from articulating anything that doesn't instantly diminish into an agonized noise. She tries some desperate battering of her own, a forearm swatting against the knee. The longer the knee remains in place, the more her eyes begin to water.

The referee-girl has finally begun flailing at Kyoko. "Leave her alone! She's had enough!"

[Fairy Dragon]

Kyoko doesn't stop and instead watches as the girl looks like shes desperately trying not to completely start crying in pain after Kyoko's attacks had left her defenseless. From there Kyoko would grab her and pull her knee away, ignoring her swats for the most part as she pulls Kat back up to her feet and pushes her into the corner arms over the top rope as she looks at the ref who told her to stop.

"Oh save your pity. Haven't you ever seen someone made an example of before. That's all shes good for now. She should be thanking me." Kyoko said as she turned around and ran towards Kat in the corner. Looking to finish her beatdown of the girl with a spear to the girls exposed and already battered stomach and showing her how it was done.

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi is pulled to her feet, the struggling ending. She's just happy the pressure to her battered stomach has ceased. But she's walked over to the turnbuckle and planted against her, her arms sprawling over the top ropes. Kyoko's words dig in further, Katsumi's knees starting to give out under her. But thanks to her arms being in place, she doesn't drop.

The sweat-slickened form of the punkette hangs in position, defenseless. She knows more punishment is imminent. It's a sickening feeling, knowing she can't do anything to prevent it - and that every passing moment, she looks weaker and weaker to the audience. "J-... just stop... please..."

Kyoko backs up. She looks intent on delivering.

"No..."

She rushes in, dives, and SMASHES Katsumi's belly between her shoulder and the corner post. "Agh-!" Her arms spring free of the ropes, but she only drapes over Kyoko's back limply. She can no longer stand on her own.

[Fairy Dragon]

It seemed she had broken Kat, or at least she realized her attempts at antagonizing her weren't doing her any favors as Kyoko had her backed up in the corner. Kyoko smirked as she made Katsumi pulled her face up so they were looking at each other. "How cute...you almost sound like you learned your lesson...almost." She said shoving her in the corner and backing up. After a brief scuffle with the ref she came in and slammed her with that devastating spear. Flattening her foe and leaving her completely destroyed in the corner.

Kyoko kept her shoulder there for a few seconds before she backed off and let Kat drop to the floor. Pushing her to her back again Kyoko looked at the ref and made a face that basically said 'there, im done now. Happy?' before she grabbed her belt and stood over Kat letting it linger over her. "Closest youll ever get." She said with emphasis before she raised the belt over her head and then finally backed away from Kat and left the girl in the ring as she felt content. Now lets see anyone mock her title or her belt..they would all end up like Katsumi.

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi feels like she'd probably be better off dead right now, as the shoulder digs into her stomach, caving her abs. When she pressure is released, she drops to her knees, then down to the mat facedown. Even then, Kyoko wouldn't leave her alone. She's rolled over onto her back, left to stare helplessly up at Kyoko. The anger and hurt behind those eyes have been accelerated to rage and turmoil.

The belt dangles over her. The culmination of her words dig in deeper; that she isn't good enough, that her role is to be a stepping stone, that she's nothing - things she'd normally be able to brush off, had she not been so humiliatingly beaten tonight, in her mind. The water behind her eyes starts to spill over, leaving a few wet streaks across her cheeks.

When Kyoko finally leaves, Katsumi is still plastered to the mat. Her hands lift to cover her face, feeling that moisture across her skin more than anything at the moment. She can't let the audience see that. She can only hope the cameras didn't catch it. And it takes a security guard to help drag Katsumi out of the ring and carry her near deadweight up the ramp and into the backstage area.

Winner by pinfall: Kyoko Akan