Trista-Ayane vs Okami-Ataru (finished)

"Heh... thank you Trista-san", he smirked, waiting for her opponent to stand up, then he would run directly to her, trying a clothesline.

His move was probably too predictable, but he thought she was stunned enough not to see it coming.

Trista was a little shocked to see him rushing towards her with a clothesline, which had hit her, but she would grab his legs as she fell down, to have him plummet face first to the mat, not the most graceful, but effective never the less.

Ataru would not put all of his strenght in the clothesline, willing to knock down Trista but possibly without hurting much.

..Wrong choice, as one moment later he would fall down face first onto the canvas. "UNFFHHH...!", he made out, disoriented for a few seconds. "hnn... t-that was a good one too..", he groaned, slowly getting on his hands and knees.
"Watch out, BAKA!", yelled Okami, trying to warn him of his vulnerable position as the girl was behind him at the moment.

Trista rushed to get up as well, for even she did not realize his position until Okami yelled something. She would grab his waist and bring him up to his feet so she could go for a german suplex, where she would proceed to roll him over and repeat, so she could go for two more.

"Ataru! watch ou.... wows... that's really a good one...", Okami observed in sincere appreciation as the girl showed off her neat technique.

"D-Darns what...???" Ataru was a little less able to enjoy Trista's maneuvre, as he got slammed down, neck and shoulders first, only to sense his dazed frame being embraced and slammed down again with a second german suplex, leaving him temporarily stunned and helpless, while he had to suffer a third one!

Trista had smiled at Okami, yelling "You want in don't ya?" not waiting for an answer, had brought Ataru to the corner and tagged in Ayane, who had kicked Ataru in the gut, and irish-whipped him into the corner, waiting for Okami to make the tag.

"UNGHHHH...!" Poor Ataru was a waste when he reached the boys' corner in such a crushing way.

"Wow... you should not understimate girls, Ataru-kun", he smirked and touched his shoulder. Ataru grumbled something in reply as the silver-haired boy took his place into the ring, walking towards Ayane. "Ok.. let's see what you got Aya-chan", he said with a smile.

"Okay! You too!" she had said to him as she would get into a boxer's stance and go for some jabs to his face, most likely to miss some shots, but she felt she needed to try.

Okami looked like being into a relaxed stance, but his eyes were following every move of hers: he dodged each of Ayane's jabs with swift lateral movements of his head.

"Hmm.. are you a boxer? ..interesting. Though, i'm not much into punching girls myself", he said with a smirk while avoiding her attempts, then he would suddenly duck and spin himself, going for a spinning sweep to her legs.

"Ouch! Good one, and no, I just know some moves, I'm a brawler! But know some grapples to, like this!" She said as she would go for a simple headsissors and squeeze his head.