Tension in Ueno: Ryo Kamiya vs David Blake

"Nonono..."

Ryo groaned, Dave already rolling away to avoid being pinned. The landing had hurt Ryo's tight butt and jarred his spine, letting Dave get away before he could go after him.

"Darn it Dave...if you had kept still, ya big bastard, we could have had some fun..."

He complained, slowly getting to his bare feet and teasing his opponent.

"I don't know what you qualify to be fun. Beating the shit out of someone ain't that fun unless you are a heel." Dave grimaced, managing to get to his feet and sliding into a defensive position.

Darting forward, he fired of a small series of punches to Ryo's chest to offset his smaller opponent. Hopefully it would knock him for a loop.

"Oh come on, you've been beating me up this whole match, ya dirty heel!"

Ryo yelled back, before dodging David's punching attempts, his small slim body letting him slip under the big guys arm and get behind him, grabbing him from behind, taking a deep breath, hoping to hell this worked.

With a loud (but still sexy) grunt, Ryo's slim muscles bulged, somehow lifting the 50 pound heavier wrestler up and falling back, trying to angle the move and drop Dave down on his head and shoulders with a german suplex!

"I'm not a heel!" Dave insisted, taking more swipes at Ryo, but the little guy slipped under his arms once again, wrapping his arms around Dave's torso. For a moment, Dave thought the kid was crazy, but a split second later, Dave was slammed back first into the mat. The older man cried out once more in agony, his spine bending past the point of tolerance.

"Damn it." he grunted, struggling to get to his feet, before falling down again with a groan, his vision swimming in and out of focus.

"Holy shit that actually worked" Ryo thought as he lay on the mat, panting heavily, chest rising and falling rapidly as he tried to catch his breath, having used most of his admittedly limited strength.

For a moment, Ryo had been certain he had been about to be crushed under the bigger Dave, which would have ended the match entirely for him.

But the crazy boys plan worked, and he got to his feet, slowly, just in time to see Big Dave fall back to the mat. He could pull tho off, but only while Dave was still disoriented!

Grabbing the dizzy Dave by his hair, Ryo pulled him too his feet, briefly kissing his cheek before locking him in a side headlock, signaling to the crowd before getting a running start and leaping upwards, trying to bulldog Dave face first into the mat with one of his new moves, the Running Ryot!

Ugh...." Dave groaned, still feeling the dull pain in his skull when Ryo squished his head against his side in the headlock. In his disoriented state, there was nothing Dave could do to stop the oncoming bulldog. The impact knocked Dave flat on his stomach, too dazed to move from his prone position on the mat. A small groan escaped from his lips.

Yes! It worked!

Dropping Dave on his face, Ryo flipped him over, and hooked his leg, draping himself over the big mans body for a pin attempt!

The referee dropped to his knee's and slapped the mat, starting the pin count!

"ONE!"

Dave was beyond help now. The echoing pain in his head completely threw off his sense of balance, making escape impossible for the american.

"Unnnnnh...." he groaned, while the ref slapped the mat again, "TWO!"

Ryo held on tight to Dave's leg, hoping this was enough to keep the big man down, because if it wasn't, he honestly wasn't sure he'd get another chance to take him down!

"THREE!"

"YES!"

Ryo yelled, the referee completing the three count and signaling for the bell to ring, Ryo's music being played over the sound system as he was announced as the winner.

Rather than get to his feet, Ryo scooched over, sitting on big Dave's chest, smiling down at his defeated opponent, while the referee raised his arm.

"Told ya I'd getcha!"

As soon as the count finished, Dave groaned out in a mixture of frustration and pain. He opened his eyes, looking at the young man on his chest.

"You got lucky. Next time we fight that's gonna change." he said, his brown eyes staring up at his younger opponent.