Makoto vs Sasha - First Blood

Makoto felt Sasha about to move and budge. As Sasha came within a few feet of the ropes. Makoto would abandon her hold, press her hands down on Sasha's back to try and keep her pinned and go for a double knee drop to her side.

Sasha gasped as the preassure went off and jsut as she tried to dragg her self to all fours, Makoto's kneed where smashed into her side, over the lower ribs.It drove the air from her lungs, letting Sasha gasp and drop aside, one hand pressed to her ribs.She gritted her eyed, glarring at Makoto and said:"You will die honey"

As Sasha dropped off to the side to rub her side. Makoto would try to mount Sasha again, this time getting on top of ehr chest. She would attempt to lock in judo choke, pressing their comparatively flat chests against each other. Makoto would also slightly entangle her legs into Sasha's, the bare skin of their thighs rubbing against each other as Makoto tries to pin Sasha more securely. It was then that she would try to lock her arms around Sasha's neck, one in frotn and the other behind to lock in the judo choke submission. Even though submissions didn't count in this match she hoped to wear sasha down. This hold would also press them against each other almost intimately face to face.

Sasha groaned, slumping down with the growing preassure.She felt Makoto trying to get atop of her and she buckled her hip,trying to bridge and buck under her opponent.
Sasha waited for a moment, knowing that haste brings waste. The Cossack Kid waited, turning a bit under her opponent.As soon as the JudoDevil stzarted chocking her, this girl so close and their skin touchin, Sasha felt a smal shudder running down her spine.
Sasha told her self that this was a first blood match and no dammed cuddle fight.
A soft expression that had come to her eyes faded with in a second.
She glarreed at Makoto, hissing:"Ungh,cughhh..i hope you like pissing blood!"
With this comment she stabbed both her fist into Makoto at ther same time, aiming for the kidneys.

When Makoto mounted Sasha and felt her struggling underneath it seemed to arouse her. She looked down upon sasha's boyish face twsited in such a feral scowl and got distracted.

She would actually remove the arm that was behind Sasha's neck so that only her other arm pressed against Sasha's chin pretty much ruining the choke. Then her free hand satrted to gently stroke Sasha's left cheek and bit of her hair above her left eye. Her facial expression also softened, losing the arrogant, cold expression and showing a glimmer of affection.

It was this however that would distract her and would probably enable Sasha to turn the tables fully against her, particularly if she went all out. The kidney punches made Makoto grunt. It is unlikely Sasha pinned underneath Makoto could punch hard enough at the kidneys to cripple Makoto right away but makoto would be caught off guard enough that the attacks caused ehr to loosen her hold and start to withdraw from Sasha.

Sasha was more then just suprised by the change in Makoto's attitude and face but this didn' tmade her stop her attack.She didn't knew if this was just a mean trick from Makoto or true emotions.
With her eyes fixed on Makoto with a strange look , Sasha slipped to her feet slowly and too startled to assault out right.She circled Makoto and took a deep breath,tring to take control of her conflicting emotions.

Makoto winced from the pain of Sasha's attacks as she got up. She then fixed Sasha with a hurt glance that started to curcle into hatred. She then let out an angry cry and would go for a palm strike at the mid section.

Sasha tensed her abs, clenching her fist.She let out a loud grunt at the massive impact and grinned, a painfull grin.She tumbeled back and pressed her foot hard into the mat.A small re dbruise was building on her tummy.
She glarred at Makoto and then said:"You look so cute when you are angry.and in pain".After this she blew a kiss at the young Judo-star and then tried to return the favor with a wsift left uppercut to the Japanese's tummy.

Makoto snarled and lifted her fist as if to strike. But then she gasped in pain as Sasha's fist embedded in her gut. She staggered and agged unable to react right away.

Sasha jumped forth, reaching for Makoto's arms to pry them away ruthless.She would try to bend them upward in a painfull ankle.Then she did her best to force the Judo Devil's head between her buckled knees, pressing her sweaty legs together.Then, with a short yell, she jumped up, going for a pedigree to drive the caught girl breasts and face first into the mat.