[FWC] Tables match! Sayuri vs Kyoko

This situation was tough and Kyoko knew it well. While she wasn’t exactly an MMA expert she knew enough to know the situation was to Sayuri’s field more then a wrestler and unlike those situations Sauuri wouldn’t be pulled away after a few seconds. Kyoko instead needed to find a way to stop herself from being knocked out. And the only thing that spoke to her was going for something a little unorthodox.

After a few more punches snuck through her defense Kyoko grit her feet and went for the push she needed. Reaching out to get her hands on Sayuri’s hair and trying to pull her off to the side to stop her from punching her lights out.

Sayuri wasn't about to slow down, she was going to keep punching until the ref told her to stop or Kyoko was knocked out cold. Which would probably be about the same time anyways as the referee would step in here in Friction.

Though as she continued to punch down on the face of Kyoko, she was caught by surprise as her rival reached out and grabbed her pink hair, yanking on it hard to throw Sayuri off balance and off of the belly queen. Forcing the MMA fighter to start rolling away from her school friend and rival.

Rolling a few feet away before she would push up towards her feet, " What's the matter flabby, not up for a punch off when it's to your face?"

Kyoko forced Sayuri off her getting out of the situation before too much knocked her around. But the Belly Queen was tough enough to endure anything she threw her way, Kyoko felt her head ringing from the punches staring at the pink haired fighter in front of her.

“You calling me flabby? Not sure what stick figures your fighting if you think I’m flabby.” Kyoko started to rise up again and brought her hands up once more. “And I’m more then happy to go into a fist fight just not when I’m not in a position to fight back.”

Syuri would roll her shoulder a little as she rose up to her feet and watched Kyoko do the same, letting out a bit of a chuckle at Kyoko's words, " You're flabby in certain places! Okay!?" Sayuri said a bit flustered as she would raise her arms and step in towards her.

" Not too confident on the ground huh? Or maybe not so confident when it comes to knocking your noggin' ?" Sayuri let out as she would inch forward, seeking to then take a quick step in towards Kyoko's range and try and throw a swift punch aimed right towards Kyoko's abs, she planned to make it seemed as if she had found her target in Kyoko's head, but then toss that out of the window at the last second to try and knock the air out of Kyoko's lungs by punching the belly queen in her belly!

Sayuri seemed a bit thrown off by her words but only a little and she was over it as soon as she started to rush her. Preparing herself she tried to read her body language and prepare to block it watching her seemingly going for her head. Though that changed just fast enough that Kyoko couldn’t really block it if she wanted to. Instead Sayuri went for a shot to the body that connected.

“Uggh!” Kyoko gasped feeling the punch sink in. She took a step back, her arms going to her stomach while her eyes focused on the pinkette trying to watch her as best she could.

Sayuri smirked as she managed to feint Kyoko, stepping in after her rival as she would keep her arms up and ready to strike, making progress and closing the distance as she would try and throw a swift left jab to Kyoko's face, trying to next follow it in by ducking down a bit lower and trying to send a hook straight into those abs!

She wanted to make sure that Kyoko had to guess where she was going for, she had two solid targets to strike after all, even if that head was the prime target in her mind. Kyoko's abs was just something she'd hit in order to both cause Kyoko discomfort, pain and so on, but ultimately a distraction.

Kyoko was back on the defensive watching the pink haired women moving in more trying to knock her for a loop in an effort to batter her around the ring. Not that Kyoko was keen on giving her anything but she found herself trying to shift and protect herself from punches that went anywhere that she seemed to have an opening for.

“Tcch!” Kyoko growls preparing to try and move in low and attempt to grab her friend and try to stop her with a double legged takedown as another means of showing just how good she was.

Sayuri was working like an machine, trying to wear down Kyoko with strikes, it was going rather well as she chased after Kyoko and threw another flurry of blows. However, as she thought she had Kyoko on the back foot...or at least so she thought she had, until she then suddenly saw Kyoko go low.

Taking her leg out from underneath her, Sayuri was taken down onto the mat on her back, releasing a grunt as she would struggle and try and shove Kyoko off of her before the belly queen managed to pin her down fully.

Kyoko was starting to push her opponent down. Her efforts having paid off and brought Sayuri to the mat where she would could start to pin her pink haired friend as much as she could. Sayuri was attempting to force her off while Kyoko attempted to maintain control. Her hand would come in and she would attempt to press down on Sayuri’s throat to make it hard for her to buck her off while Kyoko also attempting to move in and sit higher up on her.

From the top Kyoko was going to try and drive an elbow into Sayuri’s face working down her ability to breathe and keep on forcing them to try and force the mma fighter to struggle for little breathe.

Kyoko didn't seem to want to let her up, and well...she was used to that from whenever they would fight it out way back when...yet, Sayuri wasn't about to lie down and take any sort of beating, she'd never been the type to do so. When Kyoko's hand came to her throat though, she was a bit surprised.

Gasping a bit as Kyoko grabbed her throat firmly and squeezed, considering there wasn't really any rules in this match the referee didn't have much to say about it. Suddenly Kyoko launched her elbow down into the face of the pink haired fighter, making her grunt out in pain.

The hands of Sayuri would reach up, if Kyoko wanted to play things like this, then Sayuri was willing to get her hands dirty as well. Trying to reach up for a handful of Kyoko's hair to try and yank her down closer....so that Sayuri could try and throw her other fist up and attempt to clock Kyoko right on the nose.