Own no intellectual properties. I have had some characters designed for a pro wrestling story for a while now and just wanted to find an outlet on here to put them. After a friend referred me to "Wanna Be the World's Strongest." I felt this was a good storyline and good characters to work with. This story is going to be focusing on plot, characters, drama and action.

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In an arena masses were gathering around while standing in line while a poster on the wall read " The Bullet Brothers vs. The Degenerates while under that match showed Wild Child Vs. Kill Hawk on the undercard.

" Gentlemen…" The referee said standing between Takeo and another wrestler who was a bit taller than Takeo, he sported both a purple leotard and mohawk. " I expect a clean match. When I say break you break, and I don't want to see any cheating."

The 2 nodded in agreement as they went back to their corners. " Begin!" The ref yelled as the bell rang. Takeo and the larger wrestler quickly tied, Takeo was the first to take advantage putting Kill Hawk in a headlock, as his opponent pushed him off against the ropes he went for a clothesline, Takeo was quick to duck under it however and after bouncing off the other end of the ropes , Takeo performed a flying kick knocking Hawk to the mat.

Takeo jumped to the top rope to perform a sommersault press onto the other wrestler, who brought up his knees to counter. Takeo rolled over a few times feeling the effects of the counter.

" You think you can beat me!?" The mohawked opponent said as he picked up Takeo by the hair. " Keep Dreamin'!" as he picked him up and body slammed him. He then made his way over to Takeo's legs and placed him in the Boston crab, putting his full weight into it.

" Wild Child do you give up?" The referee asked.

" No!" Takeo yelled. Takeo pushed his body up with his arms and with a full push he began straightening out his legs.

" What the hell!?" Kill Hawk said as he readjusted himself, but as he was about stand up and come down reapplying his full weight, Takeo swung his upper body under. Putting himself on his back he used his legs to push off the opponent, causing him to land on his back.

The crowd roared as Takeo brought himself back to his feet. His opponent followed suit, running towards him to deliver a clothesline. However, Takeo once again ducked under it, now having his back he performed a german suplex, knocking him for a loop. It was then that Takeo was climbing to the to turnbuckle and dropped an atomic elbow, covering his opponent.

" 1…2…3!"

The bell rang as Takeo got up. The referee raised his hand in victory. Takeo looked to Kill Hawk who was getting up albeit wobbily. He glared at Takeo breathing heavily, then after taking a deep breath shook his hand.

" You're a hell of a competitor…"

" Thanks." Takeo said accepting the handshake.

Takeo raised his hands in the air then hopped over the top rope to exit the ring.

" We love you Wild Child!" an audience member shouted.

" You're gonna be champion one day!"

Takeo smiled " Hah! Leave it to me!" he yelled.

" You da man!"

As Takeo made his way back he was taking in how much the crowd was supporting him.

Meanwhile….

" You suck!" A voice yelled from the crowd.

" Go back to being an idol! You don't belong here!"

Sakura walked backstage following the jeers of the crowd. This marked her 40th loss in a row. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a can coming at her which she narrowly dodged. Sakura walked backstage and sat by herself at a table. She couldn't help but think back to the last time she got some real support.

(((((Flashback))))

" colleagues huh…" Sakura looked down shamefully. " I feel I should win one match before I can be anyone's colleague."

" You will, just give it time." Takeo said assuredly.

Sakura smiled.

((((End Flashback))))

She understood Arete would be coming back from a long tour by next week. She couldn't help but wonder if he would even want to associate with her. "After everything that's happened he probably thinks I'm a joke at this point." She thought.

That following week….

Takeo was sitting down at a table listening to his headphones at the gym. Several other wrestlers were goofing off on the couch as they were joking around. Konjo walked by and saw something distinct on the table by the couch.

" Hey, gimme that." Konjo said.

One of the wrestlers handed it Konjo. He then threw it onto the table where Takeo was sitting, disturbing his meditation.

Takeo looked down at the magazine Konjo threw.

" Hagiwara loses 40th in a row. Will streak ever end?" Was heading on the magazine.

" Your girlfriend sure is making an impact Sonata…" Konjo laughed. " How many more losses you think she's got in her?"

Takeo took his eyes off the magazine and glared at Konjo. Typically Takeo just blows off whatever Konjo says or does, however he found himself being particularly annoyed with him.

" No wonder she was being friendly with you, what guy's gonna want her after giving up 40 times? She's digging the bottom of the barrel."

" Hey I don't know man, I like a submissive woman." One of Konjo's friends said laughing as he high-fived another wrestler.

" Haha, at least we know she can scream. That's a plus in my book!" Another wrestler said.

Konjo observed Takeo giving him a death glare. This did not settle well with him one bit.

" Get your eyes off me…." Konjo said. Catching the attention of the wrestlers in the gym.

Takeo's eyes didn't budge.

" Get your eyes off me!" Konjo approached Takeo.

Takeo responded by making himself more comfortable while continuing his glare at Konjo.

" What the hell is going on out here?" The coach said coming out. He took notice of everyone sitting or standing around.

" So am I running a social club now? Are you all bored? Well I got just the thing! Come on, we're going to the hill to run bear crawls!"

" Ahh man…." One of the wrestlers said as they were making their way out.

However regardless of everyone else moving, Takeo and Konjo remained staring at each other.

" Gentlemen! That means you too." The coach said to Takeo and Konjo as he made his way out.

" Come on Bro, we gotta go." Haru said as he just managed to pull his brother away.

As Takeo got back up he looked down at the magazine.

Later that night….

Sakura was sitting on her couch. She looked at the wrestling magazine showing her giving up in her 40th bout. She merely stared at it for a while until she picked it up and began to read it. Until she came across an article that caught her interest.

" Wild Child, Arete wrestler quickly climbing up the ranks of professional wrestling." Was title of the article. She continued reading the praise Takeo was receiving for his skill and determination in addition to his wild cutthroat personality. After meeting on the same card a little while back, Sakura had been paying attention to his career and apart from the day she met him when he lost, she hadn't seen him lose a single match.

" He's so gifted, he's the real deal yet I'm the one on the cover. What a joke." She said. " We're on 2 totally different levels…is it really ok for us to be…."

Sakura felt a deeper sense of despair suddenly as she curled up into her couch.

Meanwhile at Takeo's apartment, he was laying down getting ready to go to sleep until his phone received a notification. Reaching over to grab it he saw it was from an unknown number.

It was a picture of Sakura yelling while in the Boston crab position from one of her matches. The message read:

Nobody:

Literally Nobody:

Hagiwara: I give up!

Not finding the meme the least bit funny Takeo put his phone back on his nightstand and went to sleep.

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More to come….