I’ve got you under my skin

[Ringropes98]

You wanna know what Yukiko disliked most about the woman named Freia Kagami?

She was an amazing wrestler. A brilliant submissionist that the pinkette would’ve once admitted was potentially on equal level to her friend Minami. She had everything it took to make it in the ring. But making it was never enough for her, she wanted to win and nothing else. Even if it meant tearing down others to reach to the top. Even if it meant using every cheat in the book to gain an advantage. And she would happily do so while humiliating anyone who got in her way.

What Yukiko hated most about Freia Kagami? Was that in another life, they could have been friends.

But they were too different, too big of an opposite to one another. If someone were to be hurt in front of them. Freia saw opportunity, Yukiko saw someone in need. When Yukiko climbed, she would pull her friends and allies alongside her. When Freia climbed, she did so by stepping on her friends and enemies alike. It was a cycle that the two of them went through again and again for who knows how many times.

And frankly. She was sick of it all.

“LAW was meant to be a clean slate. A fresh start for all of us! Is this really how you want to spend it Freia? Going back to old habits like you did before?” the Pinkette growled when her rival both answered, and didn’t answer her question. But it gave her enough to connect the dots on what the wolfess and her cronies intended.

It made Yukiko’s blood boil. So much so that she didn’t even acknowledge the waitress as she set their drinks down. Her eyes were too busy trying to bore a hole into the She-Wolf’s head. But it was with that anger and Freia’s words that a… sudden clarity rolled over Yukiko. A realization. And a memory suddenly appearing in her mind, formulating a plan then and there.

“You know what… you’re right Freia. There are plenty of bootleg versions of you in LAW. There are plenty of bootleg version of a lot of us there. Too many for me to handle I’ll admit. So I may need some help.” The ace smiled as she brought her glass to her lips and took a sip of her drink.

“Maybe I should send an invitation of my own to the angels. For old times sake.” she said. Certain that her rival would get at what she’s implying.

[BlackAkuma]

The conversation was starting to take a turn, going in a decidedly antagonistic direction. Freia was annoyed, but not surprised - there was always a small chance of Yukiko accepting the olive branch, not matter how well-meaning it was. She supposed that stigma wasn’t going anywhere, but it was worth a shot.

Before she could respond, the music came back on, this time with a track that Yukiko would no doubt find familiar - what with it being her theme song, and all. Freia’s gaze went to the stage as one of her best girls, Cherry, came out, dressed in Mighty Yukiko’s outfit - one cut lower, tighter, and showed off all of her best features, perfect for the stage. She pumped her fist to the sky and went into her routine, swinging around the pole with a flourish and throwing her jacket off into the crowd.

”Talented, that one.” She kept her gaze locked on Yukiko, savoring her every reaction. As amusing as it was, though, she didn’t want to get too far off the plot.

”You and I have different ideas on what a ‘clean slate’ is, Yukiko. Let’s leave it at that.” She idly wrapped one of her gossamer strands of hair about her finger. ”All I want from you is coexistence. I’m, quite frankly, tired of fighting you, and I don’t have any interest in restarting our little rivalry. If you want to live in the past, that’s on you - I’m far more concerned with the future. And as for your little threat…”

Freia leaned forward and planted her elbows on the table as she did, ensuring Yukiko had a perfect view of her serene face. ”You can try. But if that’s the game you want to play, you’ll lose - you’re not equipped for war. You don’t have the stomach. You never did, never will. In the ring, we’re equals, but backstage? You can’t touch me.”

[Ringropes98]

It took a few moments for Freia to answer her. No doubt running through all sorts of plans and plots throughout that pretty little head of hers. But just as Yukiko was about to open her mouth to say more to her rival, she froze. For a familiar theme song would begin to play throughout the club, followed by a lustful cheer by the many patrons and dancers.

It was a theme song the Ace knew all too well. She came to the ring to it since the dawn of her career. And when she saw the smile Freia had and the way her eyes looked just behind her, Yukiko couldn’t help but feel a pit growing in her stomach. But despite it all, she willed herself to turn around and see what the cause of it all was.

Ever since she saw what the “theme of the night” was in this club. Yukiko worried that it wasn’t just her friends that were parodied. And Lo and behold, there on the stage was a stripperized version of herself clad in a far skimpier version of her baby blue attire and currently sensually twirling on the pole while men and women alike showered her in bills of currency.

Yukiko heard Freia speak behind her, heard her continue to try and make her case for the cease fire between the two of them. But the Ace was barely listening. Her blood was on fire now and she was doing everything she could to keep it contained as she slowly turned her way back to the wolf, her eyes like hot coals as she glared at Freia. Her fist clenched into a tight ball.

There she would lean in close as well. Bringing her face just inches away from Freias own. “Wanna bet on that you bitch? You’re not the only one who made enemies, I know plenty of angels who are like me. Willing to take you on. Any time. Any place.” she hissed.

[BlackAkuma]

Oh, the look on Yukiko’s face was everything she thought it would be. God, she should’ve taken a picture.

She should’ve been flattered. Cherry was one of her best girls - agile, energetic, with amazing tits. She wore the outfit better than the actual owner, in her opinion. Seriously made it pop. But, oh well. Some people just couldn't see that imitation was the sincerest form of flattery.

Sure enough, Yukiko came back her way with fire, leaning in and showing the legendary energy that had garnered her so many fans. There were the threats, the proclamations, vowing to take her down. Kind of a shame - she figured that it might come to this, sooner or later, but she thought it prudent to at least try and avert the disaster. The collision course seemed unavoidable now, and there was nothing she could say that would dissuade Mighty Yukiko from the warpath. Here she comes to save the day.

So Freia decided to say nothing at all. Since the woman had decided to get in her face, she figured she might as well take advantage of the proximity to do something she’d wanted to for a long, long time. Since they’d met. She might never get another chance.

She closed the distance, pressed their lips together, and took Yukiko for a quick, smoldering kiss. She doubted it would last long, but that just gave her all the more incentive to make it hot before she pulled away, slipping her tongue into her rival’s mouth and getting a feel for the place.

[Ringropes98]

It took everything Yukiko had to not flinch or wince every time she heard a catcall or cheer behind her. Knowing full well who they were cheering for as the pink haired parody grinded against the pole and showed herself off to every eye that could see. A sight every patron no doubt wished the could’ve seen the actual thing do at some point.

Yukiko ignored such thoughts and ideas and instead maintained her glare with Freia’s smug face. The face she always wore when she believed she had won, whether it be an argument or a match. It made Yukiko sick to her stomach to see it and made her want nothing more than to wipe it off the Wolf’s face completely, damn the consequences!

But she held herself back. She was better than that. So for now she maintained eye contact and let her threat hang in the air. Let it be known here and now that Mighty Yukiko had every intention to get in Freia Kagami and her cronies way! That she wasn’t going to allow her to bully and plot her way throughout the company like she did in the last one. That she wasn’t going to let her-!

“!…”

It happened in a flash. Freia leaned in close and just as Yukiko thought the wolf was going to answer, her rival lunged! And suddenly their lips crashed together in a searing kiss! Yukiko’s body froze, her eyes widened as for the briefest moment. The music and the surroundings of the club seemed to have just faded away. Before she knew it, Yukiko could feel a warm, wet mass slip past her lips and sneak inside her mouth wrestling against her tongue.

It felt like it lasted an eternity. But to the outside world, it was just three seconds before Yukiko snapped back to reality. Immediately her arms shot across the table and her hands slammed against Freia’s bare shoulders, shoving the woman away hard enough to slam her back into the cushion! “W-What the hell! What’s wrong with you?!!!” the Ace practically screeched as she stared at the She-Wolf with a thunderous expression!

And a red blush on her cheeks.

[BlackAkuma]

Hm. Yukiko tasted like strawberries. Should’ve expected that.

It wasn’t the best kiss she’d had in recent memory - no, that lofty title was still reserved for Toshimi Minami. But Freia had to say, she couldn't think of one that was more satisfying on a spiritual level, not now or ever. While there were only a few Wrestle Angels that she wasn’t hot for - probably just Dark Star Chaos, now that she thought about it - she’d always had a special sort of torch for this one. She’d been aching to get her hands on Yukiko’s fine ass for a long while now, so when the opportunity presented itself, well..

Freia laughed as she was flung back, smacking against the booth enough to rattle it. The entire club’s attention was drawn to them; even Cherry stopped in mid-twirl, and she could see a couple of her bouncers heading her way. She raised a hand to stop them, all while she chuckled and stared up at the ceiling, her disheveled hair falling about her face.

”Worth it.”

She flopped forward and breathed deeply, taking the time to run her tongue along her lips and savor Yukiko’s taste. She was tempted to try for more, but doubted that would go well. ”What can I say? Scorpion and the Frog. It’s my nature.” She shrugged. ”Besides, you looked like you could use it. So tense.”

Freia stood back up, planted her knuckles on the table, and leaned forward, leering at Yukiko with her wild gaze. ”Was that not enough? You want another? Or maybe…” She tapped her chin. ”Maybe you want to take a swing? That it?”

[Ringropes98]

Yukiko didn’t hear the crowd go silent suddenly as they all turned to collectively watch the newest drama unfold. She didn’t hear the way the music suddenly turned lower for no other reason than to make evesdropping easier. She didn’t hear the sound of footsteps as the bouncers made their way over to their table to take her away. Only stopped when Freia raised her hand to them.

All Yukiko heard, was the rumble of her heartbeat bumping in her ears. Her shoulders rising and falling as she panted. Not from exhaustion, but from shock and rage. Her lips tingled. The taste and feel of Freia’s lips and tongue on her own all too fresh in her mind as she struggled to understand the series of events that led to this happening in the first place.

Yet all the while the ace had her mental turmoil. Yukiko could see that Freia couldn’t have been happier. The She-Wolf clearly in her element as she flopped back onto the table and made a show of licking her lips at the pinkette. And action that made her tighten her fists… and feel her cheeks redden even further than before.

Yukiko let the woman speak. Let her say her smug words silently, her glare never lessening for a second. She wanted nothing more than to give in and take Freia up on her offer. And yet… she couldn’t but feel like the wolfess was offering the ace more than just one swing.

“If you have idea Freia. Then hurry up and spit it out, and stop wasting my time.” The pinkette finally said what a low hiss. Barely able to keep her voice contained as she stare across the table.

[BlackAkuma]

Do it. Do it. Do it.

Freia was honestly curious to see if Yukiko would give in to her worst angels and take the swing. After all, who could blame her? She’d just been assaulted in a public place, against someone she had no love for. Had to be feeling violated, insulted, enraged. So many negative thoughts swirling around in her pink, pretty head. Just one punch. One strike.

But no, no. Ever the Girl Scout, Yukiko kept it in check, still the patron saint of unwarranted restraint. It was more than a little disappointing, but that was okay. She had other ways to work this to her advantage.

Smacking her chops, she could’ve answered Yukiko’s question directly, but had a grander idea in mind. Instead, she stood up, stepped on top of the table, and spread her arms wide. ”Cut the music!” Her DJ brought the thumping bass to a screeching halt as all eyes turned on her. ”Gentleman, you’re in for a treat tonight. See that ring?”

She pointed to the wrestling ring she had set up in the corner, a club staple, where she often hosted little fight nights to lean into her wrestling theme. It wasn’t in the most pristine shape, but it would suffice for their purposes. ”Tonight, you’re getting a Wrestle Angels rematch. Yours truly against the one, the only, Mighty Yukiko!”

She leaned over, letting her long hair drape across her face as she neared her rival. ”If she’s up for it, of course.”

[Ringropes98]

Sometimes you had to make do with the small victories.

Yukiko could see it in Freia’s eyes, the desire to see the pinkette snap and to cave her face in. If nothing but for the sole reason that she was able to push the Ace into doing so. But Yukiko refused to sink down to the She-Wolf’s level. Reigning herself in and letting the slight disappointment in her rival’s eyes be enough to justify her decision.

Unfortunately, Freia recovered and ignored such disappointment in a flash. And once again she was all smiles again, her eyes flashing with mischief in yukiko’s direction before she suddenly stood up and walked atop the table! Nearly spilling both her and the pinkettes drink in the process as Yukiko instinctively pushed herself back! Just what the hell was this woman planning?!

The music screeched to a stop and suddenly the Ace could feel all eyes on them as Freia made her announcement. Yukiko couldn’t stop her eyes from widening in shock as she looked towards where the ring stood in the corner. A thing that the pinkette thought was simply decorative and little else, clearly she was wrong. And now Freia was challenging her to step inside with the wolfess here and now.

Yukiko knew it was a trap. This was Freia’s world and it danced to her tune. But she couldn’t leave, not now, not after such a scene like that. So with her fists clenched, the pinkette stood up out of the booth and glared at the woman above her.

“You’re on.” she growled. And with her acceptance, the club erupted in cheers as they realized that they were about to see a sight that hasn’t been seen before in years. Two rivals of the famed Wrestle Angels meeting in the ring once more!

[BlackAkuma]

On the surface, this had to be the most obvious trap ever conceived. Here was Freia, Yukiko’s mortal enemy, challenging her to a match. Not an official LAW match with rules and neutral officials on fair ground. No, one right in the middle of a club she owned, with employees who worked for her, people who depended on her for their livelihood. In LAW, they were equaled. Here, she was shy of a queen, and it was certainly within her power to rig the game for her benefit. Also, for all she knew, the other Fallen Angels could be waiting in the wings, ready to come out of the woodwork and start a four-on-one beatdown.

And yet, she accepted anyway, because of course, she did. She was Mighty Yukiko, the heroine, the main character in her own little, silly story, and she never turned away from a challenge.

Idiot.

”Good.” Freia kicked off her high heels, then hopped off the table, landing at Yukiko’s side. ”Take a little time to change, and I’ll meet you in the ring.” She thumbed towards the back, pointing out the dressing room. ”If you didn’t bring anything, just ask the girls and they’ll lend you something. I’m sure we’ve got your size, though…” She gave Yukiko a good look and chuckled. ”We might not have your style.”

She bounced her eyebrows, then spun about and approached the ring, with a generous amount of sway in her steps.