L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Mako was still dazed as her pissed off ex came over and began straggling her waist. Mentioning how the shark was forgetting that her mom was a kendoka. "...You're mom's a kendoka?" she'd blurt out, honest to god surprised to hear that. Had Makie ever told her that? God was she really a bad girlfriend after all? Sure she knew the whole oversexed side of her personality was what eventually broke them up...but Mako thought she was at least good at listening damnit.

She couldn't give it too much thought, though, as Makie soon began to bury her fist right into the shark's face over and over again. Grunting as grabbed by the hair, Mako would soon find herself being used like a punching bag as the angry shrimp battered her skull with punches. All while unloading all her anger verbally as well as physically as she continued to unload those punches on her face. Complaining about how she just randomly popped back into her life...acting as if she could just grab the shorty by the tits and make them into a couple again. Gritting her teeth as she'd try to shield her head with her arms, Mako would get a bit pissed off by her accusation. She never expected the shrimp to jump back into her arms. Hell, despite hoping to, she didn't really expect them to fuck either. All she fucking wanted was talk to the little tempest again. Makie was the one who broke up with her. Makie was the one who fucked off entirely. Fuck Makie!

"Why the fuck would I want date your weak ass again!?" the shark would bark out angrily before raising up her legs and attempting to hook them up under the woman's armpits. That way, she swing them backwards to launch her ex off of her waist. If successful, Mako would spit off to the side. The blood in her mouth hitting the floor as she dragged herself up enough to lunge after Makie. She knew knew the little tempest would be back up in no time. She had to use her adrenaline and anger to fuel herself if she wanted to beat her ex to the punch. That way she could just grab Makie's hair and just start slamming her head back into the floor over and over. All signs of composure gone as she'd behave more like a pissed off beast than a fighter.

If Makie was being a hundred percent honest with herself right now, it wasn't just Mako she was angry at right now.

It was everything. It was giving everything she had into this wrestling career and still not feeling like she was good enough. It was constantly feeling like she had to play second fiddle to Kyo as his sister and his tag team partner. It was all the comments online, calling her weak, calling her a jobber, and a whole bunch of other things besides.

And yes, it was also Mako, coming back into her life and...just being Mako. As she slammed fist after fist down into her former lover's face, Makie paused and panted for breath, and wondered for the first time if she was overdoing it.

That moment of hesitation cost her.

Mako's legs hooked under her arms; the next thing Makie knew she was being flung backwards with a wordless cry, slamming hard onto her back.

And then Mako was on her. Makie didn't have time to defend herself before her hair was grabbed and her head was slammed into the floor again and again. Stars exploded in her vision, her limbs jolting with each impact as the enraged shark began to wail on her.

Growling in frustration as she repeatedly smacked her ex's head back against the floor, Mako would finally relent as she let her opponent flop flat on the floor in a daze. Breathing heavily, the shark would start to calm down and compose herself. She couldn't let her emotions run wild after all.

"Ok Shrimp...lets see how you like tables..." Mako would say as she grabbed Makie's hair and slowly pulled the woman to her feet. Now, normally the shark kept the amount of power moves she had to a minimum. But since her ex was smaller, she could pull out some moves she didn't normally use. So, wrapping her arm over Makie's head while draping her opponent's arm over her own head, the shark would grab a hold of the side of the shorter woman's one piece and attempt to lift her opponent up in a vertical suplex. That way, Mako could try to fall backwards and slam the little tempest back first onto the commentary desk that was behind them for a very rough landing.