Kirie Tsukada vs Sayo Matsudo - Delightful Deceit

[PuroQueen]

Pink. Sayo hated pink. It was a color that evoked all the wrong emotions, a shade that was completely ignorant of the cold, dark realities of the world. Pink was too playful to be practical, too pungent to be principled. It had no purpose, no poise, and no power! Pink was a mirage, something only naïve and insipid little girls wore to soothe their insecurities! In short, pink was pathetic, and yet, between her twitching fingertips, was a printout of tonight's match card. And on it, lo and behold, was a perky picture of her opponent, clad head to toe in... pink.

Sayo tossed the match card aside, disgusted. She had never heard of her opponent before, which was no surprise considering it was only Sayo's second match in the promotion... and she couldn't be bothered to do the research. But the picture on the card told her everything she needed to know. Her opponent was small, cute, and yes - pathetic. Easy pickings as far as Sayo was concerned, a notion that somehow succeeded in both exciting and irritating the cynical girl. She didn't want to waste her time with a lightweight who didn't stand a chance against her from the start. But then again, this was an opportunity for her to make a statement: That idols and pipsqueaks had no place in the ring... unless they were groveling beneath her boot!

That last thought was comforting enough to pick Sayo up from her sulking position on the locker room bench and into the backstage area, where she impatiently awaited her cue. The opening notes of her electric entrance music signaled that the moment had arrived, the second time Sayo would grace the arena, and the second time she would wreak havoc on an unworthy and unsuspecting foe!

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Sayo Serpentine Matsudo

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She stepped out into the arena, the bright lights blinding her for a moment as she posed center stage with hands on her hips. The crowd roared, their voices blending together in a deafening wave of sound. It took a second for Sayo to properly decipher the noise: a mixed chorus of boos and cheers, a stark difference from the welcoming reaction in her debut. Clearly, her inaugural antics had alienated some of the fans in attendance tonight, but there were still those oblivious enough to cheer her on. No matter, once she dispatched of her impending victim in typical Serpentine fashion, Sayo was sure she'd be walking out of that ring to the much more familiar tune of boos.

Undeterred by the irksome masses, Sayo strutted confidently down the entrance ramp. The rowdier members of the crowd careened over the barrier, but she remained supple and fluid in her movements. She made her way up the steps and grabbed the top rope, leaning back to let the arena lights illuminate her lithe features before throwing back her black and purple hair with a signature scoff. Finally, Sayo slipped through the ropes and into the ring, her arms crossed over her chest as she meandered towards the center. She glanced fleetingly at the referee, taking the microphone from the ring announcer on her way to her corner. With a deft leap, she scaled the turnbuckles, facing the crowd with mic in hand, her lips straining to bear the slightest semblance of a smile.

"Well, well, well, looks like we have quite the crowd tonight," The Serpentine submissionist hissed, her voice sharp and uninspiring. "But let me tell you something, folks. You are not going to get your money's worth tonight. No, no, no. You see, I'm going to dismantle this little kitten in record time." The brazen statement was met with low grumblings from the crowd. "What? You don't believe? Just look at her!" Sayo exclaimed, pointing at one of the screens displaying the two combatants. "She's nothing but a pathetic excuse for a wrestler, and I plan on showing her that she's in way over her head. So sit back, relax, and enjoy the show... because it's going to be a short one." With a final sneer, Sayo tossed the microphone back into the announcer's hand and hopped down from the turnbuckles, her eyes scanning the crowd as they quickly transitioned into a steady tantrum of hoots and jeers. Amused with her reception, she leaned back against her corner, her eyes flickering towards the entrance ramp where the woman she had just dismissed and demeaned would soon be making her appearance.

[CaptainL]

If Sayo could see what Kirie was up to right now, she wouldn't find her assumptions the least bit challenged. As she was making her entrance, her opponent, Kirie Tsukada, was emerging from the locker room, giving her pigtails a little shake and making sure her ribbons were securely fastened on them, before she looked up and flashed a grin to see her manager (and more importantly, her boyfriend), Hiro Yamashida, waiting just outside for her. At the first sight of her lifelong partner, Kirie's face lit up in a grin, and she ran straight up to Hiro to pull him into a tight embrace. "Yeaaah!! You made it, Hiro-kun! I'm excited!! Aren't you excited?"

Hiro returned his girlfriend's hug, but he still looked down at her, raising an eyebrow curiously. "I mean...yeah, but, don't we always travel together, anyway? Why wouldn't I be here?"

"Okay, good point!" Kirie giggled at her own joke before pulling Hiro in for a kiss. "Wish me luck out there, okay? Don't forget I'm in it for you!~"

"Y-Yeah...of course..."

All in all, Kirie would have seemed exactly like the sort of girl Sayo thought she was. Small, perky, cheerful, and altogether too lovey-dovey for most people to stand being in the presence of. The sort of person you would expect to be an utterly ineffectual cream puff, who would look more at home in a ballet studio than the wrestling ring.

But then, Kirie heard what was playing over the speakers - the feed rolling from Sayo's microphone, already belittling her! The match hadn't even begun; Kirie and Sayo hadn't even seen each other face to face before. But already, Sayo was assured that Kirie posed so little of a threat that she could already confidently proclaim that she didn't have a chance! When she realized what it was she was hearing, the pink-haired girl froze in her tracks. She stopped on a dime, spinning around toward the entrance ramp with a gasp. And the more she listened to what Sayo had to say about her...the less she could stand it! Her eyes narrowed into a glare; her fists balled at her sides. Kirie knew one thing - she was being mocked. And she wasn't going to stand for it!

"HEY!!" she called out as soon as Sayo dropped her microphone to the ground. Kirie's usual entrance, full of hops, skips, and fluffy pop music, wouldn't have swayed Sayo's thoughts much either - but she wasn't even going to bother this time! Instead, the lightweight came storming down the ramp, her eyes fixed on Sayo with a hateful glare. She stopped just short of the ring apron, looking back up at her opponent. "WHAT did you just call me!?"

Hiro, knowing that things tended to go downhill fast whenever Kirie was in one of her moods, rushed to try and contain things. "K-Kirie, wait..!" he called out as he ran up behind her. But Kirie had already made up her mind. She crossed her arms, looking up to fix a withering glare on Sayo. A glare that, admittedly, would probably be more effective if she wasn't tiny and clad entirely in pink, but she wasn't going to stand back and let herself be badmouthed like this!

Kirie Tsukada

Hiro Yamashida

[PuroQueen]

When Sayo first saw her opponent, she had to work extra hard to hold back her laughter. Kirie seemed even smaller than she had imagined, but that wasn't what had evoked such amusement. It was the fact that the girl was storming down the entrance ramp before her cue, with no annoying tune to drown out the sound of her raging footsteps. She looked mad, real mad, and that was funny! With her interest genuinely piqued, Sayo stepped out from her corner and promenaded towards the ropes, where her opponent was waiting to challenge her down below.

Ugh, the pink was even more blinding up close. But it was all worth it to see that scowl on the girl's face, one that screamed of genuine anger and offense. Witnessing ditzy girls resort to such dark emotions was like a fix for Sayo. Normally, she had to beat them up a bit first before she got a sincere reaction out of them, but seeing her opponent already worked up and livid over a few mean words, well, Sayo couldn't have asked for an easier start. Anger was one of the few emotions worth acknowledging, and with that in mind, Sayo was finally ready to do the same to her opponent. That was, until the sight of her bumbling boyfriend staggered into view.

Sayo couldn't hold it back any longer; she laughed, a shrill cackling sound that made her amusement loud and clear. She wiped away a fake tear with her fingertip, resigning to a sigh as she focused her gaze on the smaller woman below. "Let's see now, I think I called you a little kitten, a pathetic excuse for a wrestler... hmmm, I was sure there was one more." Sayo feigned a pondering expression, two fingers stretched out while her pointer finger rhythmically tapped the third. "Oh, that's right, pipsqueak! Wait, no, I haven't said that part out loud yet. Well, allow me to reiterate then...you're...a...PIPSQUEAK!" Sayo howled with another round of laughter, this time having to clutch the sides of her stomach at the sight of Kirie's clenched fists.

But the slanderous goth wasn't done indulging herself. Far from it, her opponent wasn't even in the ring yet, and already she was having way too much fun. Her gaze gradually shifted to the boy just a few feet behind Kirie, her eyes trying to steal glances from the timid man. "Oh, they didn't tell me we could bring a friend!" Sayo's voice took on a sultry tone as she leaned further over the ropes. "Who's the cutie?" Sayo deduced the answer to the invasive question long before it had left her lips, but that didn't stop her eyes from fixating on the well-dressed guy. Not because she was attracted to him - Sayo had only ever taken a passing interest in boys - but because the longer she looked at him, the rosier Kirie's cheeks became! And that was a sight worth staving off a fight for.

So Sayo's eyes dug deeper, hungrier, her long black hair flowing over the ropes with hands cupped beneath her chin. Even then, she just couldn't help but dig the knife a little deeper and let out a deceptively implicative sigh, her cleavage careening over the edge of the ring in full view of both Hiro and Kirie! Sensing the tension, the referee attempted to move things along by tapping on her shoulder, but Sayo simply brushed the official's hand away; she was in no hurry to start the match, not when the chance to embarrass her opponent early on had been practically handed to her on a silver platter!

[CaptainL]

Kirie looked decidedly outmatched when placed side by side with her opponent. Not only was Sayo larger than she was, her presence was far more physically imposing - dark, dominant, with more edge and maturity than Kirie's fluffy pastel-pink aesthetic. But the girl wasn't even going to let herself be moved by Sayo's mockery - not for a moment. As though the differences between them didn't cross her mind at all, she stood in front of her foe, her feet apart, her back straight, and her shoulders held wide with her arms crossed and her muscles tensed. Kirie wasn't going to budge an inch, and she wasn't going to let herself be intimidated. Anyone looking on at the scene - particularly those unfamiliar with Kirie - would find the sight not too dissimilar from a chihuahua trying to threaten a Great Dane. But Kirie knew when she was being mocked - and she wasn't about to take it lying down!

In fact, Sayo was only going to double down on the insults she hurled in Kirie's direction. Kirie had heard everything she'd called her before, but hearing them all again would only remind her of just how angry she was, each word making her grit her teeth harder. When she heard Sayo doubling over in laughter at her, the tension rose through Kirie's body. Her eyelid twitched, and her hands balled tightly into fists that trembled at her sides. "IT'S NOT FUNNY!!" she barked, though her resistance would surely do little to slow Sayo down. If anything, it would no doubt only make her laugh harder.

But there was still one line that was too far - and Sayo had crossed it. When she set her eyes on Hiro, it was as though a switch flipped in Kirie's brain. The pent-up quivering anger in her, waiting to explode outward at the first thing in her path, suddenly went cold. She froze in place, and a deathly glare came over her, her eyes locked firmly on Sayo's as she slowly turned her head inch by inch to face her. Now Sayo had tried to get in between Kirie and her boyfriend - and that was something she could never forgive. "What. Did you. Just say to him!?"

If that wasn't bad enough, Sayo would only make things even worse when she leaned over the ropes, dangling her breasts in front of the two of them! Hiro let out a gasp, a blush crossing his face as he glanced down at her chest out of instinct, and then immediately looked away when he realized the hot water he'd surely land himself in. Fortunately, his girlfriend didn't seem to take note. But Kirie, needless to say, was unamused. She didn't take kindly to Sayo flaunting her considerably heftier chest in front of her - surely a personal taunt! But when she was trying to seduce Hiro in the process? That was it. Sayo had sealed her fate.

Once again, a fire alighted in Kirie's eyes as she narrowed in a hateful glare on Sayo. "Get AWAY from him!!" she roared, shoving forward with both hands aimed at Sayo's bust to force her back. With each word that left her mouth, her voice grew more and more shrill and choked with rage - and she hopped over the ropes, getting even closer into Sayo's face!

"I won't let you corrupt my dear Hiro-kun, you WHORE! I'll make you SORRY!"

[PuroQueen]

In a weird way, Kirie was right. This whole thing wasn't funny - it was downright hilarious! Sayo was tempted to tell her opponent just that, but her breath was already being used to amplify her haughty laughter. Despite the size disadvantage, Kirie refused to back down. If anything, she seemed emboldened, standing her ground with eyes boring into Sayo in a look that was all too familiar to the goth. One of rage, hate, seething, and disgust. Sayo towered over the pinkette by at least several inches, not to mention a few extra pounds - in all the right places, of course. But none of that seemed to deter the lightweight. A more honorable wrestler might have actually respected such defiance. Had Kirie been in her weight class with an aesthetic to match her fury, Sayo might have even been intimidated! But now, all she saw was a little doll with a temper about as short as she was.

"Are you deaf or something!?" Sayo suddenly barked, her eyes briefly matching Kirie's in both fire and contempt before slowly shifting back to Hiro. "Besides, I wasn't even talking to you. I was asking cutie here what his name was," she cooed, returning her gaze back to Hiro. It was scary how fast Sayo's eyes could change, going from dark and brooding to salacious and sweet in an instant, all in an attempt to rile up her opponent even further. And it worked, perhaps a little too well.

Sayo yelped as a pair of small hands suddenly thrust into her bosom, sending her staggering a few feet back into the ring. With a scowl on her face, she whipped her head in the direction of the referee, only to be met with a shrug from the official. How convenient. Sayo's glare swiveled to face her opponent, only to find Kirie already over the ropes and in hot pursuit. This girl really thought she could touch her assets, threaten her, and call her names!? The sneer on Sayo's face said it all; she was just as livid as her opponent.

But Sayo wouldn't allow Kirie to get much closer. As soon as her opponent was within range, Sayo would rear her hand high over her shoulder, fingers pressed tightly together with palm facing the rafter. With her arm coiled like a spring, Sayo suddenly sent it loose, her hand slicing through the air before pummeling into Kirie's exposed cheek with a backhanded bitch slap! If she hit the mark, it would be a powerful enough blow to stop the smaller girl right in her tracks, if not send her to the mat altogether! The whole crowd let out a collective gasp over the audacious move, not to mention the referee who simply stood there paralyzed.

Sayo loomed over Kirie, hands balled up into fists of her own. "Call me a whore again, you worthless little RUNT! I DARE you! And another thing - don't you EVER run up on me like that again, or I'll beat the ever-living HELL out of you!" Sayo hissed, her voice laced with venom. "In fact, why wait? Why don't I start right fucking now! Ring that fucking bell!" Sayo demanded, barely waiting for the first ding to get underway before attempting to latch onto Kirie's pink locks and drag the lightweight to her feet!

[CaptainL]

Hiro had already mentally prepared himself for trouble. Some way or another, Kirie had a way of making sure it would follow them wherever they went. But he didn't think it would be this bad. By sheer happenstance, the match had brought together one girl who was fiercely independent, who refused to back down, who couldn't stand being disrespected, and who was especially protective of her boyfriend, and one who was vain, smug, self-assured, and willing to flirt with anyone who caught her eye and talk down anyone who didn't. It was a match made in hell, and barely a second had passed before the powder keg had already been lit!

Already, Kirie had jumped into the ring with a fury too big for her size - barking out insults and with her teeth bared in a snarl as she stormed closer toward Sayo, tense and ready to strike. The middleweight was only digging herself deeper. Kirie wouldn't let her think for a second she hadn't seen that coy look in her eye, or the lilt in her voice as she tried showering her beloved Hiro-kun with compliments. She knew every bit that she was doing this on purpose now - and she was going to make her regret it! But Sayo had been burned, too - and she was already ready to let Kirie feel that. Just as the pink-haired girl drew closer, Sayo's hand whipped through the air, catching her across the cheek with a pointed slap!

Kirie's head spun to the side with a crack, spraying spittle as she did. A few fans audibly gasped. Others leaned in closer with an "Oooooh" - they could already tell that things were heating up between Kirie and Sayo, and now that it was personal, their conflict would only be more fiery than ever! Kirie's eyes had gone wide; the suddenness of Sayo's slap had caught her unaware, and it had sent her toppling back into the ropes, only managing to prevent herself from falling by hooking her arms over the cables. She took a few heavy breaths to try and refill her lungs as a red handprint grew across her face - but when she looked back up, Sayo was there, looming high above her and staring down into her eyes with nothing but hatred!

Every word that left her mouth made Kirie's heart quicken. Her muscles grew stiff; her fingers wrapped even more firmly around the ropes. But her own eyes narrowed in a glare, and she pushed her way back up enough to look Sayo dead in the eye, her teeth gnashing. Sayo was only making her angrier and angrier. At this point, it would only be a matter of time before Kirie struck. But she knew one thing for sure - she wasn't going to let Sayo get away from this conversation thinking she had won out. Kirie would be defiant to the very end - if anything, the fact that it would piss off Sayo all the more just encouraged her further!

"I said what I meant!!" Kirie shouted back. "I'm gonna call you a whore as long as you're going to act like one, WHORE!" she hissed, leaning even closer into Sayo's face just to be sure her outburst would land that much harder. But before Kirie could say anything else, Sayo had already called for the match to start!

*DING DING DING*

The timekeeper scrambled for the bell, knowing that these two hellions couldn't be held at bay much longer. And indeed, Sayo would strike first, grabbing Kirie by the hair to drag her back up! The smaller girl yelped and squealed as she was dragged back to her feet - but however much it might have hurt, that would only make her all the more emboldened to put Sayo in her place! Gnashing her teeth, Kirie shot her own hands up to grab for two handfuls of Sayo's hair, looking to yank her head backward hard to pay her back! "Don't touch me!! Leggo!"

[PuroQueen]

Sayo had a hard time deciphering whether the girl starring daggers at her while on the ropes was really this strong-willed, or just plain stupid. The middleweight had damn near slapped Kirie into the nether realm, a poignant strike of blatant disrespect that would have made most girls shut up in an instant, if not at the very least rethink whatever slight had warranted such a reaction. But not Kirie. No, this little pinkette just didn't know when to keep her trap shut! As soon as Sayo finished issuing her stark warning, Kirie opened her mouth, not to apologize or whimper - as if such a thing would save her anyway - but to hurl back her previous insult with even more vitriol and hatred!

A gasp of disbelief slipped from Sayo's clenched teeth. The bright red handmark on Kirie's cheek might as well not have been there because there wasn't a hint of fear or hesitance in her eyes. Hiro was now a complete afterthought to Sayo. He was a tool, a useful idiot in her plot to befuddle and fluster her opponent even before the match had begun. Sayo had the sense her taunts may have had the opposite effect, but in doing so, she had removed any doubts about her livid opponent. Kirie really was this stubborn. Not an uncommon trait, Sayo supposed, especially for little brats like this one who were used to always getting their way!

Which was why she had found this all so amusing in the first place, seeing her seemingly perky opponent clench her fists and stomp her feet. It was even more comical the second time around when her cheeks turned red and her voice grew squealier. But it was only entertaining when Kirie looked powerless to retaliate. Now that Kirie had not only laid hands on Sayo but continued to verbally berate her, the situation no longer seemed like a laughing matter.

The goth girl now seemed intent on giving her opponent a much-needed lesson, and what better place to start than those bright pink locks? But given the pinkette's defiance thus far, Sayo should have known her foe wouldn't just cower and take it. As soon as Sayo's fingers clamped down onto Kirie's scalp, the girl returned the favor, reaching up and dragging Sayo's head to a similar level. "Aaaagh! Y-You little bitch!" Sayo yelped as the smaller girl's surprisingly strong fingers began tearing at her silky-smooth black and purple mane.

What was supposed to be a professional wrestling match had already devolved into a catball, one that saw them stumble, yank, spin, and drag each other around the ring in an effort to rip each other's hairdos apart! The referee looked poised to step in and separate the two, but Sayo had other plans. She reinforced her grip on the girl's hair, clamping down onto both ends of Kirie's pigtails. With a powerful tug, Sayo attempted to yank her opponent forwards while, at the same time, aiming her knee upwards in order to jut it right into Kirie's gut!

[CaptainL]

Every motion Sayo made - every word that slipped from her mouth, every breath she took - felt like the gravest of insults to Kirie. From the moment she decided to hurl mockery and insults her way, she had sealed her fate. But now that Hiro had been dragged into the picture, there was no hope for her of escaping the full brunt of Kirie's wrath. She already didn't like that Sayo seemed like a big, dumb bully, and she wasn't one to be talked down to without doing something about it. But now, Kirie couldn't help but see everything she did as another attempt to flirt, and to draw her boyfriend away from her. She was questioning Kirie's worth as a person while at the same time flaunting her own body, no doubt trying to seduce him, and corrupt his mind with her fiendish influence! There was no question about it now - Sayo had to pay. And from the moment the bell rang, Kirie wasn't going to tolerate her disrespect any more. She would pay her back every step of the way!

The first move Sayo made was to go after Kirie's hair, yanking her pigtails this way and that. But Kirie was just as quick to return the favor, her fingers tangling in Sayo's own hair as much to return every bit of pain she caused her as it was to keep her in close quarters! She winced from the pressure on her scalp, but her eyes narrowed on her foe in a glare of pure hatred, and she hissed back at her with fury, pulling her head back to try and keep her at bay. What she couldn't stop, however, was Sayo taking things a step further. While the two of them were caught in a mutual deadlock, there was no way they were going to give anyone any space under their own will. But it also meant Kirie had no way to dodge when Sayo drove her knee straight up into her midsection!

The pink-haired girl let out a gasp, her hands dropping from Sayo's hair as she doubled over forward atop her knee. That gasp was soon followed by a squeal of pain as the lingering ache set in, one that left Hiro, and a few of the fans, wincing. It didn't take her long to realize that Sayo had also pulled her off her feet - it was only by her grasp on her hair that Kirie hadn't gone down. That was bad. That meant Sayo held the advantage on her - and Kirie wasn't about to yield the advantage so easily! But she had a plan. If she was going to go down...she'd take Sayo with her!

Kirie's arms dropped down to around Sayo's waist, looking to latch onto her sides in order to stabilize herself. As she fell forward, she would attempt to throw her head forward too, looking to headbutt Sayo directly in the chest. If Sayo was going to keep a hold on her head, Kirie would just weaponize that to strike from close range!

[PuroQueen]

Half of Sayo wanted to cling onto the hair-pulling tug-of-war all match long. In fact, she had always taken a particular pleasure in tearing at another woman's tresses, and hearing their squeals of discomfort and pain. But it was only fun when she was the one in charge, when her fingers were the ones doing the ripping, yanking, and dragging. If their combined groans and moans were anything to go by, it was that their current hair-pulling contest was far from a one-sided affair, and thus, with a heavy knee, Sayo did her best to forcefully get her opponent to reconsider her grip.

Her leg hit the mark with a loud smack, digging into Kirie's gut and eliciting a pained gasp from the pinkette. A wicked smile formed on Sayo's face as she felt her opponent's grip falter, her small body crumpling around her leg as the girl was forced to contend with the limb boring its way through her belly. Meanwhile, Sayo's grip on the girl's pink locks only strengthened, emboldened by the fact that her opponent seemed too winded to continue pulling her fair share of hair. "Awww, what's the matter. Don't tell me I've stolen your breath away already!" Sayo giggled with delight.

But once again, her amusement would be short-lived. Kirie may have been lowered, but that didn't mean she didn't know how to take advantage of her new position. Sayo mistook Kirie's arms around her waist as feeble attempts to stay upright, when in reality the girl was setting herself up for her next attack. Sayo realized this far too late, so she was completely unprepared when Kirie thrust forward, using her head like a battering ram straight into the taller woman's chest. "GAGH!" Sayo cried, letting loose a shrill gasp as she doubled over in pain.

The rookie heel had fallen draped on top of her opponent, but both women were bent over and left gasping for air, clinging to each other for support as they teetered in the center of the ring recovering from their respective blows. It was clear that Kirie was trying to get her to relinquish her hold, to pry some space between them and reset the fight on even footing, but Sayo would be damned if she would afford her opponent such a luxury. Instead, Sayo removed her hand from her belly, using it to instead wrap around Kirie's hunched over frame and enclose her body in a tight overbearing waistlock.

She winced, doing her best to catch her breath while simultaneously trying to find her balance on the mats and keep her hold on her opponent. If all was secured, then Sayo would give her hair a quick whip, inadvertently revealing her grimace to the crowds. With a bounce of her heels, Sayo then attempted to pump her opponent off the mat, flipping the lightweight over mid-air before driving her back down again and letting her crash to the canvas with a gutwrench powerbomb!

[CaptainL]

Much as Kirie hated to admit it, Sayo did have an edge over her. She was quite clearly the bigger and stronger of the two - and that meant that when she rammed her knee straight upward into Kirie's bare and unprotected midsection, the pink-haired girl really felt it. A shudder went through her body, and she cried out in pain; her knees knocked together and her body sagged low, her joints buckling to support her own weight, while her face contorted in an agonized snarl. She had no choice but to let go of Sayo's hair, leaving the brunete in control of their deadlock. Kirie hated the mere thought of losing any ground to her opponent. Not only because doing so would mean Sayo had the leverage on her, but also because it would be conceding dominance to an opponent who had made every effort to belittle her and mock her. She knew how much it would embolden Sayo, and how much it would seem like she was right - that Kirie really was an insignificant pipsqueak by comparison. The mere thought of that made Kirie's stomach turn! But she had made up her mind. One way or another, she'd take things back. She wouldn't let Sayo have the lead for long!

Those thoughts were going through Kirie's head as she grabbed Sayo around the waist to stabilize herself - and hurled herself forward, delivering a headbutt to her chest thrown with all her might! Now it was Sayo's turn to double over, slumping lower at the waist and draping herself over Kirie's back. The lightweight would have smirked at the satisfaction of outdoing her opponent, but the fact that Sayo was now lying on top of her, her chest pushed against her back, was just reminding her all the more of how irksome she found this woman's very presence. And Kirie's predicament was about to get even worse. Through it all, it had almost slipped her mind that as long as Sayo's arms were draped around her waist, she would be able to get a good grip of her. She would only realize that danger a moment too late - as Sayo clamped down on her, forcing a choked gasp from her lungs, before she flipped her up onto her shoulders!

It was all happening so fast that Kirie could barely do anything about it! Suddenly finding herself high above the canvas, she let out a shrill scream, flailing her arms in a desperate attempt to somehow throw off the balance between them. But she had nowhere to go but down - and she could soon feel herself plummeting through the air! Going tense, Kirie's legs clamped shut around Sayo's head. She hoped that she might be able to put some pressure on her with a headscissor, but for the most part, she would just have to brace for impact, her eyes squeezed shut and her teeth clenched.

When the powerbomb did make impact, it would land with a crack. Kirie's back arched upward as she threw her head back with another scream, and her legs dropped limply from around her opponent's temples to lay on the mat below, her eyes glazed over as a low groan escaped her lungs.