L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

It was the middle of the night, and Renee’s fight was dragging on longer than Louise had anticipated. But then again, Renee wasn’t one to settle for anything short, as Louise knew. The Undead Brunette did take a few peaks at her fight, impressed that Renee has improved since their last fight together. She knows Renee had been recently asking for a rematch, Louise well aware that she wanted revenge. In her mind, she compared it to how she felt about Mashiro, and if those two were any more similar than just revenge, that meant Renee was getting stronger. She wanted to overcome Louise the next time they met.
Even so, Louise didn't come to analyze her recent developments. As of recently, she had been growing a bit of a conscience after her time with Raven. She wasn't one for straightforward apologizes, but she couldn't deny that she felt a bit bad for fucking up her face during their first match together. Though she thought scars were pretty cool and showed strength, she also knew that women valued their beauty, and by God Almighty was she sure as Hell ugly now. Louise couldn't even stop herself from giggling softly in the crowd, met with Renee's face.
After a few more hours went by, Renee would finally settle her match, slowly approaching the locker rooms. That's when she finally took the chance and met up with her before she could enter her room. She knew her appearance after a match wouldn't look too good to someone who had just exhausted themselves from a match, but she made sure to quickly put her hands up, signaling that she came in peace.
"Hey, Renee! I came by to apologize about your face. I shouldn't have put you through that," she proclaimed, trying to seem as friendly as possible, "I hope there's no hard feelings."

Renee would be coming back from a dark match that wasn’t shown on tv. She then saw Louise near her locker room as she groaned to herself. What did she want in order for her to be at her locker door.

Renee walked up to her to hear her apologize for busting her open in their last match. She then groaned as she said in a sarcastic tone.

“Oh yeah. I’m totally gonna forgive you for busting me open. I mean, I wouldn’t wanna be mad at the person who laid me out like a corpse. Yeah right. I ain’t forgiving you for this. This is my reason why I want a rematch against you.”

"Ayy, no need to be so pissed off, we're wrestlers, it comes with the damn territory!" Louise argued. She clenched her fists, beginning to even regret apologizing if she was going to act hysterical over their literal occupation, "...and shit if you want a rematch, I'll gladly give it to you right now."
Louise got up in her face, all sense of warmth fading away from her. Like usual, she let her scarlet, swirling hell-fires for eyes intimidate her rival. She wanted to genuinely scare her opponent, knowing that Renee was probably the fairest fight she could ever ask for. Both were evenly matched, which meant she had much to lose if she succumbed to someone she hurt. At least that was the case from her own logic.

“Comes with the damn territory my ass. They should put you in a goddamn mental asylum for what you did to my head. I don’t know why LAW hired you in the first place. And I ain’t stupid. I just came back from a match. I’m not gonna go back in that ring and mop the floor with you. You must be crazy.”

Renee pushed her away from her locker room door but it seemed like she wanted a fight if Louise didn’t move out of her way. Renee may have came back from a match but she can still put up a fight.

Louise shoved her away from the door, not really putting much thought into what she had just done. She felt pretty insulted, right after she tried to apologize to the ungrateful fuck. She had threatened her earlier without really meaning it, but now, she was one bad move away from fighting Renee then and there.
"I'm going to give you one more chance to talk this out before I finish fucking up your face, pick your choice carefully," Louise threatened.

Renee then remembered something in their match that she still had on her mind. She always saw Louise looking at some kid in the crowd constantly. She wondered why or who she was looking at.

“You know. I have to ask. Who was that kid you kept looking at? During our match, you kept looking at a boy in the crowd no younger than 10. You know him or something?”

Louise's heart stopped for a single second. It wasn't much of a secret to LAW as an organization that she had a brother, but even so, she made it a point to keep it disclosed from her opponents. She couldn't risk having them hurt her brother in retaliation. Even so, she played it off fairly well, somehow managing to stop herself from biting her lip. It was a habit of hers whenever she was overwhelmed or nervous. However, she couldn't let Renee figure out any weaknesses.
"No, I think he touched my arm during our match, which surprised me a bit. He was probably just a fan or something," Louise uttered, shrugging off the question, before asking one of her own, "Why do you ask? Planning on hurting some random kid like the bitch you are?!"
By then, Louise was beginning to show a bit of her frustration. She tried to keep it cool, but she was actually dreading that she figured out that she had a younger brother. Louise knows damn well that if anything were to happen to him, she wouldn't be able to handle it.

Renee was getting suspicious of Louise when she stopped for a second. She knew that she might have something if she pressed further.

“Why did you pause when I asked you about the kid? You sure it’s just some random kid? Because he was sitting in the third row and you still looked at him. Do you know the boy?”

"You're overthinking; makes sense since you got your head smashed in a few times," she replied, snarky as always, "I have quite the loyal fanbase so I wouldn't single out just one little kid."
She was prepared to hit her if she kept asking about her brother. She could feel Renee inching towards the truth, and her heart was beating fast. She planned to keep denying it, even if Renee had a knife to her throat. There was zero chance in Hell that she was going to expose her family to such a fucking creep.

“Well I would since he was the only child in the arena. And this ain’t a wrestling promotion children should be watching since we have, y’know, left and right. I’m starting to think that boy is with accompanied by one of the stars here. And I’m starting to suspect it’s you.”

This was it. Renee has her on the metaphorical ropes on her questioning. She called out her bluff with the classic, “Not For Children” viewership accusation.