OMG! FIRST RUMBLE ROSES FANFICTION ON HERE EVAH!
-dances.-
Woot woot!
Anyways. Let's go.
It was a tag team mud-match. Reiko and Makoto versus the undeniably sexy teacher-student pair, Candy Cane and Miss Spencer.
"Becky! Good luck!" Makoto called, as Reiko stepped into the ring. Reiko knew that her partner was just being polite, or even friendly. Aside from Anesthesia, Bloody Shadow, and Aisha, she considered all of the other women as friends. Reiko smiled. It was one of the things she loved about Makoto.
"Thanks, but me and teach won't be needing it!" Candy Cane, or Becky, replied.
"Teach and I, precious." Miss Spencer corrected, from behind her.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. I don't give a damn..." Candy muttered, starting to move around Reiko. The match had begun.
It was uneventful for a few moments. Until Candy Cane jumped up, attempting to place her heel into Reiko's nose. The woman in the red and white polka dot bikini grabbed her legs, and began to swing, spinning and tossing her near the edge of the square pool of mud.
Becky reached up, grabbing her partners hand, tagging Miss Spencer in. Immediately, the teacher/wrestler grabbed Reiko's waist from behind, pulling a German suplex. Reiko rolled backwards, hopping back up. With quick footwork, and a few rapid jabs, she found herself on Miss Spencer's shoulders. She leaned back, her hands touching the ground. With her legs wrapped firm to her shoulders, she forced the older woman to the ground. Then she tagged in her own partner.
Unfortunately, by the time that Makoto had gotten close enough to start doing some damage, the blond had recovered. She blocked most of the attacks by ducking or moving aside from them, but she soon found herself in the corner. And not a second later, she found herself being forcefully seated on the ropes. She squeezed her eyes shut, bracing herself for the pain that would ensue when Miss Spencer performed her Tricolor Suplex Teacher's Pet. It took her a few moments to recover...
and by that time, Candy Cane had made her way into the ring once again.
A few stomps, and Makoto felt like she couldn't get up. Until she was heaved up, over the pigtailed girl's shoulders, and DDT-ed right back into the mud.
"Makoto!" Reiko shouted her partner's name anxiously, watching. "Please get up!" She was leaning over the edge of the pool as much as she could, holding her arm out. Makoto could only cough as she began to sit up, mud dripping from her arms with soft plops. It was in her hair, on her face, in between her breasts... she was literally covered in it. She tried to shake some of it off as she stood and took her stance again. She was dizzy, making it all too easy for Candy to grab her hair and spin her around, forcing her to sit in the mud once more, as she punched her in the head repeatedly. She let out a soft moan of pain with every strike.
"Makoto!" Reiko shouted her name again.
A frown was etched on Miss Spencer's face as she watched their opponent worry over her partner. She knew how very dangerous it was for the young girl's to be wrestling... but, as Rebecca had taught her, it was a personal choice. "Miss Welsh, please finish her quickly." She finally said, looking away as if she were bored.
Candy grinned. "Hell yeah, now it's time for the smackdown!"
"Language, young lady!" Her teacher chastized.
"What-ever!" Candy heaved the semi-conscious girl up...her head between the redhead's legs, she dropped to the ground, finishing her off in a slightly modified version of a Stone Cold stunner. She rolled over as she landed, grabbing her leg.
Makoto was too weary to move or resist, as the referee began the count.
"1!"
Reiko watched nervously, almost fearfully for any signs of movement.
"2!"
'Please, Makoto-chan... move, just a little...' She prayed. But the only movement the Judo babe gave was her head lolling to the side in defeat.
"3!" The bell rang, and Candy stood up, going over to literally jump on her teacher, making them both extremely muddy.
"We won! We're the best! The first Rumble Roses tag team champions ever!" Candy gushed.
"Miss Welsh, please calm yourself. I do hope that Miss Aihara is alright..." The teacher said, as she slipped her red-framed glasses back on, looking to Makoto.
Reiko rushed into the ring, dropping to her knees and picking up Makoto's limp body. She wasn't dead; in fact, she was breathing quite heavily, and her eyes seemed to be opening. "Makoto-chan... please... come on, wake up." She whispered, shaking her a little.
"Miss... Hinomoto...?" She moaned softly, looking up at her.
It was just the same as the time that Anesthesia had 'programmed' her to be strong enough to defeat Reiko... only, different. The feelings that time, as she held the smaller girl, were purely platonic. Strong, but platonic. But now... she wanted desperately for Makoto to wake up. Just sit up and act like everything was okay, and being cheery and bright. She knew it couldn't be too serious. But she couldn't help being so worried.
"Yeah, I'm here." She said with a soft smile. "It's going to be okay."
"Did we... lose...?" Makoto asked, her hazel-grey eyes opening more fully to gaze up at the woman she considered a mentor...
and so much more.
"Yeah..." She said, but she pulled Makoto a little closer, as everyone began to leave, heading to the next arena over, where Aisha and Dixie were supposed to have a match that would decide the fate of their rivalry. She pulled her up until the Judo champion's head rested against her shoulder.
"I'm... so sorry, Miss Hinomoto... You must be really disappointed in me... I will try harder next time." Makoto said gently, moving enough to prove that she had no serious injuries, and would be much better in a few moments.
"What did I say about that Miss stuff?" Reiko said with a small laugh. "It's just Reiko. And it was our first tag match. We'll have other oppurtunities to get that belt. Don't worry so much." She reached up and brushed the drying mud and hair from her forehead, placing a small kiss there instead.
She could feel the heat of Makoto's blush as her lips moved to her cheek, and then finally, claiming the soft tiers of the younger girl.
They kissed for what seemed like hours, lips moving against lips sensuously, until Reiko broke it. "You don't know how much you get to me, Makoto-chan..."
"Reiko-sensei..." She nipped at the skin of her 'mentor's' throat gently, tasting the salt from her sweat and the sandy mud.
"I know. Come on." She slipped an arm around the Judo babe's tiny waist, heaving her up and helping her walk, though it wasn't necessary. "We should take a shower."
The phrasing of that statement made it obvious what the Kamikaze heir had in mind, causing Makoto to blush all over again. "Reiko..."
"Finally. My name sounds sweet when you say it."
"I'm going to beat you there." She said, pushing away from the other, and launching into a run. Reiko merely laughed, chasing after her, all the way back to the showers. The cleansing reward at the end only served to make them want to be dirty all over again.
Ye-ah! I plan on doing some more one-shots with other characters when I get the time. I'm supposed to be working on other fics right now, but I just bought the game... I'm in love with Reiko. .
Anyways! Revieeeeeew!
