Yuki Kazikura vs. Rose Gold II - Unsanctioned Match

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As Yuki kicked her way out of the pin, Rose took a graceful leap backward, hopping off her feet and alighting just before her foe with all the well-practiced grace of a ballet dancer. She held her back straight, standing tall, and tossed back her head. Every move she made exuded confidence and composure. She was here to win - she already knew she would win - and she wanted the world to see it. Which meant that when Rose saw how frustrated and anxious Yuki was growing, it could only make that feeling that much sweeter. For all she'd hyped this up as being her big moment, and how much she'd trained and prepared, Yuki was making those same old all-too-predictable mistakes that she always had. She was still letting this get to her head. All while Rose ran circles around her. Everyone would see who was really in control of the action.

"Oh, my! It looks like you missed, Yuki-chan," Rose taunted, in that high, cloying voice that only made Yuki's teeth clench tighter. "But believe me...I won't!" With that, she took one step closer to Yuki, going to close the distance on her. When one of her feet touched down on the ground, the other swung upward - as she aimed a punt kick right for Yuki's head! The Japanese girl looked back over her shoulder just in time to see Rose's foot mere inches from impact. But...that was enough! Right then, she ducked, and Rose's foot would only hit the air!

That left the Sinister Siren standing there, one foot on the ground, the other held out straight. For a second, her eyes lingered on the scene in disbelief, and her jaw dropped. It wasn't possible. Yuki couldn't possibly have had the reaction time to dodge such a blow - especially not when her head was already out of the game! But the joshi wrestler was committed - and she knew she couldn't allow Rose the satisfaction she was after!

"What was that again?" Yuki muttered. Rose's pride, it seemed, had blown up in her face. But more than that, Yuki could see her opportunity. Rose's leg was off the ground - and well within her grasp! When the blonde was just standing there bewildered, Yuki had all the time she needed!

Just then, Yuki pounced! Before Rose even had a chance to realize what had hit her, Yuki grabbed her leg and spun her weight over to the side - rolling Rose head over heels with a dragon screw that shook the canvas under the forth of their impact! The arena burst out into cheers at Yuki's well-performed counter. And she wasn't done there!

Yuki knew an impact like that wouldn't be enough to keep Rose down for long. But then, she was ready to follow through. Just after the two of them had hit the ground, she scrambled back to her feet, pulling the blonde's leg up after her. Holding onto it to anchor herself, she swung her own leg down in an arc - driving an axe kick straight into Rose's sternum, once, then twice! With every blow that hit, the crowd cheered louder. And Rose was jostled back and forth, her body flailing and spasming; her mouth frothing with the fervor she was being worked through!

It was only after that second kick that Yuki let herself fall forward, pushing Rose's leg down with her. She stretched that leg out toward her rival's head, bringing her down for a one-legged matchbook pin! Now, the whole crowd chanted out the count!

"One!"

[CaptainL]

There had been plenty of back-and-forth action in this match so far, with the two lightweights juggling who was in control. Whenever Yuki seemed like she was in the lead, Rose had her tricks ready to spring to take her down a peg. But that, in turn, would only get Yuki all the more fired up with the willpower to surpass her limits and show her greatest rival how much stronger she had become since their last meeting!

Rose had been smug about how she'd been able to counter all the offense Yuki threw at her. She was waging psychological warfare - she wanted to get in Yuki's head and make sure she knew that no matter what she did or how hard she tried, she would always find a way to slip out. She knew the cracks were starting to form in her composure. Just as they had before - yes, the joshi wrestler had learned nothing, and she was about to fall victim to the very same pitfalls she had before. That look of growing frustration on her face was oh so perfect - it was a testament to her success. That everything she knew about Yuki, how cowardly and hopeless she had been, were nothing but the truth. But this time, Yuki wasn't going to crumble, and she wasn't going to retreat back into herself in the face of Rose's intimidation tactics. This time...she was just going to make sure her next blow hit even harder! And when she brought Rose down, driving the air out of her with a well-placed kick before bending her in half for the pin, it seemed like that was exactly what was about to happen!

But just as Yuki landed the first count, Rose managed to buck her hips into the air. Her leg cut through the air in an arc above her, bringing her shoulders up from the canvas and causing Yuki to fall back onto her elbows. The raven-haired girl lifted her head from the mat - and settled a piercing glare on her foe! Yuki wasn't going to let this slow her down. If Rose wanted to run circles around her, then so what? She would just keep hitting her harder and harder until she stopped!

Barely a second had passed before Yuki was once again on the move. She planted a foot against the mat beneath her and shoved herself back up to her feet. Rose was beginning to rise, too, first getting to a seated position; her arms reached behind her to press against the canvas, and her back arched like the stretching of a cat, her spine popping into place as she worked the kinks out of her joints. But by the time she looked back, Yuki was already gone. A step ahead, the Dynamite Schoolgirl had slipped behind Rose - and it was just then that her arms snapped shut around her waist, and she lifted her higher, pulling her up off the mat before hurling her backward with a German suplex of her own!

"ACKHPF-!!" Rose cried. She barely had a second to prepare herself before Yuki struck again. But then she was in motion, whirled backward through the air, before her head and shoulders came down on the mat like the blow of a hammer! A loud thud rang out, shaking the ring, as her legs kicked into the air, the force alone catapulting them in an arc that caused her to bend over forward as she sputtered and gagged. And Yuki didn't let go. Holding her body in a rigid arc, she would push down with her feet and up with her hips, bridging into another pin!

"One! Two!" the crowd counted, now settling into the role of referee for this match. Yuki wasn't going to let Rose get away from her that easily!

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Through her determination and defiance in the face of danger, through her burning will to ensure Rose Gold wouldn't get to tell the story she wanted to tell without facing the consequences, Yuki had rallied the whole arena behind her. If there had been a single face in the crowd who wasn't already on her side when she made her entrance, now everyone in Korakuen Hall was counting on Yuki to win it all! This time, when she moved into place for the pin, the whole arena counted as fast as they could. They couldn't let Rose get away with this - they were on Yuki's side through and through!

When she looked up at the cheers her rival was receiving, even through a haze, Rose scoffed and shook her head. Pitiful. They were really cheering for Yuki? Like she ever stood a chance? She'd show them soon enough who it was who was really worthy of their praise. In fact, she was about to show Yuki plenty. If she thought that keeping her down with the German suplex would be enough to stop her...Rose was about to show her that she didn't even need to get up to her feet to cement her dominance!

Her legs had been folded over her like a jackknife when she came down hard on her head. But now, with a twist of her hips, the Sinister Siren was able to kick those legs up in the air. They cut back in an arc toward Yuki - and with the same motion Rose brought her shoulders up off the mat, she threw those same legs around Yuki's throat!

The confident, stoic look that had been on Yuki's face just a moment ago vanished. Now, she felt the grip of Rose's silky-smooth thighs against her neck - and she only had a moment to realize what was happening to her before the muscles in her legs clamped shut with the grip of a constricting python! At once, Yuki couldn't breathe! Her airways narrowed against the force, and she gasped and sputtered as her face grew red under the pressure. She was still bent over backward, but now it was Rose who was in control! Yuki tried to twist and turn, doing her best to wriggle free - but Rose wouldn't have it. She would only lean back further, rolling onto her shoulders and forcing Yuki to bend into an even sharper angle. Now, the Japanese girl's chest was arched up toward the ceiling, her stomach pulled taut and on full display, while her head dangled backward and upside down. Just enough for Rose to look down at her, making eye contact with a wicked smirk. Once again, Rose was in control - and she was about to remind Yuki of that fact.

"Wouldn't you look at that, Yuki-chan?~" she teased, that sarcastic lilt in her voice cutting even deeper. "They love you! It's such a pity that all your fans have come aaaaaall this way to be disappointed..." She placed the tips of her fingers on Yuki's bare stomach, just below her navel, and walked them up little by little. "But I suppose we can give them what they want to see, and send them home happy!"

Just then, Rose's fingers came up to the hemline of Yuki's top. And, as the raven-haired girl looked on with her eyes wide, she slipped her fingertips underneath and pulled back! In an instant, Yuki's top was rolled up around her neck, leaving her modest breasts bare to the world! Yuki wanted to scream, but almost as soon as the voice rose in her throat, Rose squeezed her head tighter again, stifling it into a mess of gasps and sputters - it was almost as though she knew what was coming. Sure enough, Yuki's bosom was spread wide across the big screen, jiggling from side to side with each of her futile struggles to move more than an inch in either direction, and rising and falling with every stifled gasp she took. A few cameras flashed. Rose chuckled to herself - she'd make sure that this would be how Yuki was remembered. As a humiliated, sobbing little upstart who had her dreams come crashing into a wall the moment they were confronted by reality. Just like before!

Yuki was growing desperate. Her teeth clenching and her eyes squeezed shut to try and quell the heat rising in her cheeks, she writhed even harder against Rose's grasp. Her airways burned with pent-up breath. But with every inch Yuki moved, Rose would just roll her hips in that same direction, keeping her from getting any ground. In fact, she would only pull harder at her top, stretching it further and further. Yuki could feel the fabric almost cutting into her back as the sounds of fibers snapping split the air. And at last, Rose would finally let her go - when she kicked her hip out to the side to throw off Yuki's center of balance!

At the same time, Rose yanked back hard, and Yuki's top finally gave way with a loud RIIIIIP. The girl went tumbling a few turns across the canvas until she finally came to a stop, flat on her face. But through it all, Rose would only sit up a little straighter and look back at her with a grin. She didn't even worry about letting Yuki go. She got what she wanted - her opponent's dignity. And it wouldn't be lost on Yuki that when she was released, it was only on Rose's terms!

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Gasping for breath, Yuki began to push herself back up. She braced her elbow and her knees against the mat, trying to lift herself higher. But at the same time, her cheeks burned, and her teeth were tightened in a wince. She could feel the cool air against her breasts, knowing full well she was exposed in front of everyone - worst yet, she was exposed in front of her greatest rival, who was taking every opportunity she could to get inside her head and tear down her confidence. As she felt the goosebumps rise on the back of her neck, Yuki crossed her arm over her chest as she turned to look over at Rose, striding closer to her.

Rose wasn't running - in fact, she was meandering over casually, a placid smirk on her face, as though she was so unconcerned about Yuki she didn't even have to put in the effort to match her. Yes, a moment ago, Yuki had been putting up a good fight; she'd even come all too close to taking Rose down for the pin. But Rose knew how Yuki worked. She knew that every time she was in the limelight, she got cold feet. She knew that her own anxiety could be used against her. She'd beaten her before with these very same tactics, and even after how much the Japanese girl had trained and how she'd devoted herself to improving her skills, it was clear now that she hadn't changed a bit. She was still the same old Yuki. The same old pitiful, helpless little girl. And now, she could only come crumbling down - she licked her lips, savoring the very thought.

The blonde twirled the remnants of Yuki's torn top around on her finger, holding the other arm across her chest to cup her elbow in her palm. Yuki stiffened as she saw it. It went deeper than merely an effort to humiliate Yuki - it was lost on neither of the two lightweights that she had debuted her new attire as a tribute to Aoi Fukiwara, and by tearing it Rose had shown Yuki nothing less than a gesture of disrespect to the woman she had won her title from.

"Wouldn't you listen to that, Yuki-chan? They were really cheering for you back there. They love you. I suppose that's fitting." She tossed Yuki's top aside, then settled her glare on the raven-haired girl. "You know, I could have been where you were. I was one of the top amateur names in Brazilian jiu-jitsu in my day. Even qualified to represent Japan in the Olympics. But they turned me down. And you know why?" She leaned down toward Yuki with her eyes narrowed into a piercing leer. The airy tone in her voice grew sterner, more sour, until she hissed the words.

"It's because they wouldn't allow a gaijin to represent Japan on the grand stage. Even though I had lived in this country all my life. Even though I crushed all the competition, I was still American by blood - and no, that wouldn't do. It's the same reason they picked on me at school, growing up. They wouldn't let me forget I stuck out. That I was different. These people are sheep, Yuki. You can tell yourself all you want that you're succeeding on the virtue of your efforts, or that you're standing up to the big bad foreigner...all they really care about is you're Japanese. You had it easy. You already had all your opportunities handed to you...me, I had to earn them."

It was true that Yuki, with her stoic demeanor, her long black hair, and her belief in fighting spirit, seemed like the perfect image of the traditional Japanese beauty. Even in her entrance, she had emphasized her roots to stand as a champion of the people - a hometown hero they could believe in. But to Rose, it was different. To Rose, all that did was put a target on Yuki's back. Rose was out to prove those things wouldn't save her - in fact, just thinking about it, she could feel her stomach turn, just thinking about how perfect Yuki was, and she dared to talk like she had come from the bottom. Well, it was about time someone cut her down to size.

Before Yuki could say a word, Rose lifted her leg and shoved her foot solidly into her face, shoving her backward as she let out a yelp! "But when I got the belt? When I made myself the Ace of LAW? Then, Yuki, then people finally started to notice me! Not because I was their national hero! But because I was the best at what I did, and I had proof! And you know it, Yuki-chan! You can lie to yourself all you want...but the entire reason you're out here is because you wanted the clout that came from standing up to a woman of my reputation! My status!"

Punctuating her words, Rose began to rub her boot into Yuki's face. "And look at where that led you! Beneath. My. Foot!"

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The whole time Rose ran through her speech, Yuki was paralyzed - all she could do was stare out through wide and glassy eyes, her muscles tense and her body rigid. Her breaths had ground down to slow, shallow pants, and goosebumps had risen all over her bare skin. She felt the eyes of everyone in attendance fall on her now, and they reminded her of just how defenseless she really was in this moment. She was exposed, not just in terms of being half-naked in front of everyone, but also because she was weak, helpless, vulnerable - she wasn't fighting back. She had reminded herself time and time again that Rose Gold was an opponent who would test her at any moment; one she couldn't afford to take her eyes off even for a second. To do so, she told herself, would mean certain death. So...why wasn't she?!

The Sinister Siren had no lows she wasn't willing to stoop to to cement her dominance, and she had proven herself to be a master of manipulation and psychological warfare. And, to Rose, Yuki was the perfect victim. She was so easy to get in the head of; to test just how much it would take to make her crack. No matter how many times she kept coming back, insisting she would be better this time, she never stopped falling for it. She always got cold feet. And to Rose, it never got old.

But now, Yuki had initiated this fight. She had been the one to challenge Rose. She was the one out to settle the score. She had trained for this very occasion...and yet, she couldn't find the resolve in her to make a difference. Everything she had boasted of was now blowing up in her face. If she was staying here, locking up, letting Rose berate her and belittle her, wasn't she just proving her right? Yuki knew that she needed to stand up to her rival, if just to deny her the satisfaction. But she couldn't. And that was something she hated most of all.

Rose had a golden opportunity in front of her, and of course she wasn't going to waste it. With a smirk on her lips, she shoved Yuki's head back, grinding her foot all over her face. There was something poetic about it, she thought - that despite all her boldness and bravery, in the end, Yuki had only been a stepping stool for Rose to elevate herself to the heights she enjoyed. She was the first opponent she had faced in her new persona, after all, and she hadn't looked back. "So...here we are. Is this the great Dynamite Schoolgirl I heard so much of? That unassuming little girl who came from nothing and nowhere, winning the hearts of the nation with her skills as a wrestling prodigy? Well, look at her now! All of you - look at her now! This is where she always belonged - fit for nothing less than to lick my boots!!"

Satisfied with the point she'd made, Rose was going to let Yuki go - and she wouldn't let her down lightly. She shoved at her face hard with the sole of her boot, and Yuki was thrown backward, landing against the ropes, her head rolling back with a crack. She bounced just a little as her shoulder blades fell against them, stretching the cable taut under her weight; her arms were draped around the bottom rope. She coughed and sputtered, her eyes squeezed shut; her face red from the humiliation and the exertion alike. The Sinister Siren chuckled to herself, looking on at her handiwork. But of course, that wouldn't be good enough for Rose.

"Come on, Yuki-chan...I think they deserve a better look, don't they?~" Yuki lay sagged against the rope, but then, Rose swatted her hand out, delivering a sharp slap to her cheek! It caused her head to crack to the side as she sputtered out a breath, lurching up higher, in the process taking one hand off the rope to cup at her cheek. But the moment Rose saw her let go of that hand, she saw her cue - and she grabbed Yuki by the wrist, giving a quick yank to pull her off the ropes! Yuki let out a yelp as she tumbled to the canvas below, flipped over onto her stomach. But then, Rose would take a step forward to stand over her, beaming in the lights and the attention of everyone in the crowd. Then, bending down, she crossed Yuki's legs around her own, locking her in place, before she grabbed at her arms - and hauled her up into the air, leaving Yuki dangling in a rocking horse hold!

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Suddenly finding herself high above the mat, Yuki let out a gasp. She was trapped in Rose's clutches, fully at her mercy. With her hands tied, she couldn't cover her breasts, which were dangling free beneath her. And as Rose leaned back, she would hoist Yuki up into an even greater angle, displaying those breasts to the crowd and stretching her rival's spine into a painful C shape at the same time! Feeling the stinging pain shoot through her, Yuki threw back her head and let out a scream of anguish. And Rose could only grin - this was going better than she could ever imagine!

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Trapped in Rose's embrace, dangling from the blonde's arms, Yuki could do little more than writhe and wriggle in a desperate attempt to struggle free - but no matter how hard she tried, she was making no progress. Folded over in half, she was forced to bear the full weight of her own body, which was flattening the air out of her lungs; every breath she took was hot and stale and shallow. And all that wasn't even to say anything about the strain the position was putting on her spine - Yuki had practically been folded into a C shape, and she could feel every bone along her back pop and shudder as she was wrenched further and further back. And every time Rose allowed her to sway back and forth, Yuki could feel another stinging pain shoot through her spine, causing her to let out a hiss.

But Rose, of course, was looking on at all of this with a wicked smile on her face. Once again, she was in control, at the center of everyone's attention - basking in the rush of dominance that could only come from crushing her opponent beneath her feet! And when that opponent was a rival who had been after her as long and as persistently as Yuki had, it was even sweeter. Looking at Yuki now, dangling helplessly from her grip, Rose scoffed. Had she really thought, even for just a moment, that Yuki stood any chance of beating her? No, this was everything she should've expected. Yuki, no matter how much she talked about getting stronger and being ready to take her on, was always going to crumble under the weight of the world's expectations when push came to shove! The fact that she was quivering beneath her proved it. Yuki couldn't live up to those expectations, even those she'd set for herself, and that had caused everything she'd boasted of to blow up in her face - and that was a thought that could only leave Rose even more satisfied!

Even if there were plenty in the crowd booing her, there were still some fans so taken under her spell - or just so desperate to see boobs - that they were cheering. And that just made the wicked smile on Rose's face grow even wider. "Why, isn't that sweet, Yuki? Listen to them cheer. They might love you when you win...but they love you even better like this!" she taunted, casting her eyes down on Yuki in the process. "You know why that is, Yuki-chan? It's because the people like a girl who's honest. One who doesn't put on airs about how good she is. Now you're finally in a place that suits you..." She leaned back a little further, letting Yuki sway back and forth, and in the process causing her back to stretch a little more; the raven-haired girl let out a short squeal from the sensation. "I mean, really - isn't it so much better than trying to pretend you're someone you're not, time and time again? Someone who could actually hold a candle to me?"

Rose wasn't done with Yuki's torments, of course. Those were only getting started! She looked down on the joshi wrestler with another sinister smirk - and then, she began to stroll over toward the ropes. Once again, she would throw Yuki down so that she'd land on them throat-first, straining the girl's airways against the pressure as the cable dug into her trachea and caused her to sputter and gag. As she landed, she gasped, jumping into the air as a shock ran through her body. But this time, Rose had dropped down on top of Yuki's back, forcing her to bear all of her weight in the process - and crushing her even further against the ropes!

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With the ropes pressing tightly against her throat, Yuki let out a hoarse wheeze. She couldn't breathe. With all of Rose's weight pressing down on top of her, her airways had flattened against the cables, and every breath she took felt hot inside her lungs; her face contorted into a wince as she sucked it down. Her face was red, and her teeth were locked in a grimace as her features contorted into a scowl of pain. She had to plant her hands against the mat, trying to hold herself up - if she could try and lift herself off the ground, she thought, she wouldn't have to bear as much weight on her throat alone. Even still, when Rose was draped along her back, that was no easy task; her joints popped and groaned and her muscles quivered as she fought as hard as she could just to lift herself a little higher.

She couldn't let herself fall, she told herself - not when that would mean going down neck-first onto the rope. She had to keep herself still. Even now, in what was perhaps one of the lowest moments of her life, there was still that seed of resistance; that last glowing ember of the fire in her. She couldn't give up!

Not that that was going to stop Rose, of course. In fact, the blonde looked on with a grin as smug and as satisfied as ever; she tossed her hips from side to side, rubbing up against Yuki as though she was settling into her seat. For she was the queen - and Yuki was her throne. She had this same girl, who dared to think she could challenge her, helpless and hopeless beneath her. This was an example - with so much hype around this rematch, this would show everyone what would happen to anyone who dared measure themselves against Rose Gold!

"You know, Yuki," Rose mused, looking off flippantly as she draped herself backward to lounge across the joshi wrestler's back, "it sure seems like you end up struggling to breathe an awful lot~" She placed her hand against Yuki's hip to support herself, drumming her fingers in place. "I suppose we could say...you always choke in the face of a big match?~" She tossed her head back with a laugh at her own joke. A few in the crowd knew exactly what Rose was referring to, and they booed her for her cruel treatment of her rival. But Rose wasn't the least bit worried. She had shown everyone where she belonged, and where Yuki belonged. She wasn't even actively trying to fight any more. There was no use for that - Yuki had already given up any will to resist!

Or...had she? Just then, Rose looked down at Yuki, shuddering and groaning against the weight bearing down on her from above. Sweat ran down her brow, and her eyes squeezed shut against the pressure...but Yuki still wasn't giving up. She wasn't begging for mercy, the way Rose had made her do way back in their first match - despite the fact that, by all means, she had no fight left in her, and no chance of victory. An eyebrow rose curiously. Surely Yuki couldn't be this stubborn. Yuki Kazikura, Rose knew, was a paper tiger - she'd talk a big game in the leadup to a match, but then crumple into a mewling, sobbing wreck when the bell actually rang. But why was she not doing this now?

Her eyes narrowed into a glare as her body stiffened. No matter. If Yuki wouldn't submit, Rose would just have to go harder on her. "...I said..." she growled - the playful mockery had left her voice; now there was only a cold, pointed disdain for Yuki. She wasn't playing around any more. Now, it was time Yuki suffered.

Rose kicked out her legs, snapping them in place around Yuki's throat; one was crossed around the other in a figure four. Then, she squeezed down hard, compressing Yuki's airways even tighter! She leaned back, hoisting Yuki's head higher into an even steeper angle until her back was practically folded in half. And when even that wasn't enough for Rose, she grabbed hold of Yuki's hair with her hand, coiling the raven tresses around her fingers like a leash and giving a sharp jerk back to stretch the girl's neck backward further still. Yuki would be bent so far back she couldn't even scream, let alone breathe! Her eyes went wide, and her mouth fell open in a silent gasp as she began to buck and twist, her body writhing aimlessly in Rose's clutches. She certainly wanted to scream right now!

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At this point, all Rose needed to do was wait. She had Yuki in her clutches, and when she was being flattened against the ropes, her throat digging into the cables as she bore the full load of Rose's weight on her back, there was only so long she could last until her body gave out. Her spine was being twisted back into an arc, threatening to snap. Her eyes had rolled back into her head, and her face had gone a breathless red, her tongue dangling limply out of the corner of her mouth. Rose knew Yuki. She knew that submissions had never been her strong suit - she was too fragile, too brittle; she couldn't handle the pain. Sooner or later, she'd either tap out or pass out, like the weak, hopeless bitch she was. If anything, Rose had to commend Yuki for how long she was lasting thus far. She was sure the girl would've been a sobbing wreck by this point, had this been the Yuki she'd faced all those years ago. But it still wouldn't save her. If Yuki wasn't going to submit, it didn't matter. Her air supply would give out on her before too long!

"Oh, Yuki-chan..." Rose shook her head nonchalantly as she reclined across Yuki's back, feigning a curt yawn just to seal the deal of how little she feared any retaliation. "You don't mean to say you aren't giving up? Maybe what I tell you next might change your mind..." She sat up straighter now - in the process, putting even more of a load against Yuki's back and causing her spine to sag inward. Yuki hissed and shuddered as her vertebrae bent and crackled even further, causing her to dip lower, but any sounds she might've made were strangled from lack of air. There, Rose leaned in closer over Yuki's shoulder, while she yanked back on her hair until she had dragged her close enough to whisper in her ear.

"If you give up, the match is over," Rose hissed, her voice as soft and as biting as a chill winter breeze. "There's no ref, Yuki. You remember that, don't you? Wasn't that your request? No one's going to count a knockout. If you pass out, no one's stopping me from doing whatever I please to you..." Her fingers traced slowly across the Japanese girl's rib before cupping around her bare breast, giving it a squeeze. The sinister grin on Rose's face said well enough about what it was she had in mind to do to her rival. "If you submit, though? Well, then, that's all. You submit, and it's over. The match is done. All it takes is you dropping these silly little pretenses of yours, Yuki-chan. All it takes is you admitting you can't beat me, and you never will..."

Rose almost didn't know which option seemed better. Getting to have Yuki as her limp, defenseless doll to do as she pleased with, or having her say that she couldn't beat her in front of all these people, with more attention on her than ever. Either way, everything was leading up to this moment - the moment that would spell the end of Yuki Kazikura. She wouldn't leave this match with her dignity intact. However that looked, it would be a moment of vindication for Rose. A moment that was making her salivate, just thinking of it...

Or at least, she was, until Yuki managed to get her hand against the bottom rope!

"...What!?" It came as such a shock, Rose's jaw dropped open in a gasp. How? How could Yuki possibly still have enough stamina, enough will, left in her to keep on fighting? And yet, it was happening. Yuki had managed to grab the ropes - and she was using them now to haul herself higher, little by little, straining against the weight of Rose against her back and the pressure on her neck. Her teeth gnashed in a hiss, and she let loose a pained wail - but all Yuki knew was that no matter what happened, or how much it hurt, she couldn't let Rose come away from this match with the satisfaction of besting her! At last, she had risen enough to bring her other hand to the ropes, where she shoved herself up onto both hands with a powerful push. And the arena burst into cheers at such a show of defiance!

Rose, however, wasn't having it. Her eyes narrowed into a glare, and she hissed through her clenched teeth like a caged animal. One moment, she was the queen, reigning supreme and unquestioned against her hapless foe with composure and confidence - the next, she had been whipped into a fury! But it was a fury she wasn't going to let go unanswered! If that was how Yuki wanted to play...Rose would answer that. Shed have to keep fighting until she was sure the insolent brat would go down and stay down!

Rose squeezed her legs together, grasping Yuki's head even tighter. Then, she rolled her weight backward, attempting to throw herself off of Yuki's back. She did a somersault off of her, but her legs were still fastened tightly around Yuki's head! And as she dropped to her back, she would pull Yuki back with her - catapulting the girl through the air in an arc to slam her down head-first into the mat with a loud thud!

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Yuki had been dropped directly onto her head, and the impact had left her reeling. As the slack set into her body, she dropped down, her arms and legs going limp and falling around her, while her head rolled to the side, her jaw hanging and her eyes glazed over. Everything was numb, and she could barely think straight through what had happened. Rose, meanwhile, released her head and rolled off to the side with a huff. As she lifted herself to her hands and knees, she looked back at Yuki with a sneer. Was she mad at her? No, not really. The girl might have given her some trouble, but in the end, she was proving just as vulnerable, just as fragile, as she'd always been. Yuki Kazikura liked to talk a big game, but when push came to shove, she'd always freeze up right when she most needed to stay strong, and that one moment of hesitation would cost her everything. It happened every time - if anything, Rose could only look at her with scorn for being so predictable!

"Hmph!" the blonde muttered, kipping back up to her feet. She stood tall above the limp, unmoving Yuki, her hands on her hips, as she strolled around her confidently, her head held high. "You know, Yuki-chan, I would have expected some actual improvement from you, with how much you brag about being ready for me. I would hope that anyone with such a long career of failures and embarrassments as yours would actually take something positive away from it. But what do I know..." She planted a foot against Yuki's breast, grinding her heel against it; the Japanese girl's face contorted into a wince for just a moment, but she still didn't move from her daze. "It's quite sad, really, that you would be in this company so long and still be no closer to defeating me than you ever were...the only explanation I can think of is that these people want to see you lose! That's why they bother to keep you around!"

Through it all, Yuki stiffened, and her teeth clenched. She knew she couldn't abide by this. She couldn't let this happen. She had to stand in defiance; she had to prove Rose wrong. If her entire reason for being was being thrown into question, Yuki needed to stand up for herself. And yet, she couldn't. Her head was throbbing. Everything felt heavy; she couldn't force herself to move. All she could do was sit there, half-in and half-out of her daze.

But of course, Rose Gold would not have that.

Rose Gold had her pride, after all. She wasn't just here to win. She was here to be worshipped. She wanted her opponents to be left sobbing at her feet, pleading for mercy from any divinities that might exist. To Rose, even Yuki's stunned silence might as well have been a pointed refusal. This girl...was ignoring her! Rose couldn't have that! If she was content to have Yuki lay there slack, she would have pinned her by now - she could well have won with it at this point. No, Yuki had to be broken. She wouldn't be content until she'd heard her submit every ounce of dignity to her!

The Sinister Siren looked back at Yuki, her teeth locked in a grimace of rage. "...Did you hear that, Yuki-chan!? These people." With one hand, she grabbed a handful of Yuki's hair and pulled her head up to face her with her glazed eyes; with her other, she gestured to the stands. "They like it! When they see you! Eat! Shit!!" With that, she began to bring up her knee - slamming it again and again into Yuki's jaw, with another crack punctuating each word!

Every impact caused Yuki to twist and turn back and forth. She started out with half-dazed groans; then, those began to give way to shrill screams of pain as Rose kept laying into her. She reeled from one side to the other, sputtering and gagging. Eventually, even those would once again simmer down into half-hearted moans as Yuki began to slip back from the shores of consciousness once more. But that still wouldn't be enough for Rose.

Now that Yuki was half-dazed, the blonde drew back from her enough to aim one final shove at her shoulders. She stumbled back, her head limply hanging to one side as a trail of blood ran from the corner of her mouth, before her balance gave way and she fell over onto her face. From there, Rose grabbed one leg and draped it around the middle rope, then followed with the other. Finally, bending down and folding Yuki's arms over her back, she lifted the raven-haired girl up off the ground, just enough to look into her glazed-over eyes with a sinister grin - and then, she grabbed her head between her thighs before dropping straight down, slamming Yuki against the mat for her rope hanging pedigree, the Queenmaker!

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Yuki had been knocked halfway to unconsciousness already, and her entire body felt numb. Her jaw was throbbing and her head was pounding. But that wouldn't do enough for Rose's tastes. She always set out to humiliate her opponents before the world, but Yuki Kazikura was a special case. This girl had been a thorn in her side for far too long, and an ever-persistent one - the fact that she was still trying to pick fights with her, even well after Rose had demonstrated how she wouldn't have a chance, said as much. If Yuki was that desperate to face her, then Rose would see to it that her defeat was one she couldn't bounce back from. One that would cripple her pride, if not her body, and show her once and for all how futile it would be to oppose the Queen.

And when Rose proceeded to nail her with the Queenmaker, even when the Japanese girl was already dazed, the impact alone was enough to jolt Yuki back to her senses - and into a world of agony! Her head came crashing into the canvas, and her jaw dropped in a gasp and her eyes went wide as a wail of pain was ripped from her lungs. Her whole body trembled with the echoes of the impact, then went slack. But barely a moment after she began to relax against the mats, her body slumped with her face and chest pressing against the ground, Yuki could feel the pain set into her spine, which popped and crackled as it sank into an even greater arc. She let out a low groan; her teeth were clenched into a grimace, and her eyes were squeezed tightly shut, but not even that was enough to stop the tears of pain from running down her face. Everything felt hot. She couldn't feel her legs. Was her back broken? Yuki didn't know - all she knew was that she was lost in a haze; a blur, a darkness. Just as Rose wanted.

Indeed, when Rose saw her rival crumpled beneath her, moaning and mewling in agony, it just brought a satisfied smirk to her face. Still seated on top of the girl's head, she sat up a little straighter - in the process pushing down further on Yuki's head and causing her back to arch inward more, which caused her to release a pained whine. "Oh, ho, Yuki-chaaaan...~" Rose chuckled, a cloying lilt in her voice. "It hurts, doesn't it? I bet you think it can't get much worse from here. I bet you're regretting this, aren't you? I bet you're just glad this is about to be over, isn't it? Well...it's not over! Oh, no - believe me, Yuki, it can get MUCH WORSE!"

This was only the beginning of the torment Rose had planned for her arch-rival! Against any other opponent, perhaps this match would be over. But not so against Yuki - Yuki still had to be punished even further before Rose could be satisfied! A sadistic cackle broke through the air as she tossed back her head. Wrapping her fingers in a strand of Yuki's black hair, she gave a sharp tug to drag her off the ropes, causing her to flop onto her face with her legs falling flat behind her. And from there, Rose scrambled behind her, ready to carry out the next phase of her plan - one that was carefully calculated to cut Yuki low!

First, she planted her feet against the mat and bent her knees. She pulled back on Yuki's arms so that her back was folded over Rose, her knees digging into her spine. Then, she crossed one of the joshi wrestler's arms over the other to complete the thorn lock! Yuki's head dangled backward, her raven tresses hanging upside-down while her face was contorted in an agonized grimace. Rose's knees were forcing her already aching back to stretch even further, and she didn't know how much more she could take. All the while, her bare breasts were presented for the world to see, pointing out toward the stands! Every time Yuki tried to move an inch, even to gain a centimeter of control back, all she did was set her breasts swaying from side to side before another sharp stinging pain rang through her, forcing her to wince and double back. Every move Rose had made was calculated to bring Yuki low!

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"I'm waiting, Yuki-chan! Go ahead! Give up! Surrender now! BEG me to let you run back to your parents sobbing like the helpless little schoolgirl you still are! Maybe I'll even let you go, this time!~"