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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Takeo stood in the ring preparing for Seiichi who came out of his office wearing a black T- shirt and black track pants. Under them he was wearing his wrestling boots.

Seiichi stepped into the ring

" I hope Takeo doesn't go nuts or anything, I don't want Seiichi getting hu-" Before Sakura could finish Seiichi removed his shirt to reveal a muscular chiseled physique causing Sakura to go completely silent.

" Even though he's retired, Seiichi never stopped training." Misaki said.

" Did your father ever talk about me and our history?" Seiichi asked.

" He did….." Takeo said.

" If I may ask, what did he say?"

" He told me that your specialty was your chop. He said a chop from Inoba Seiichi was like being whipped by a flame from Hell."

" Heh, I sure hope Kenji didn't hype me up too much. So shall we got started? "

Takeo nodded.

The two tied up, Seiichi transitioned Takeo into a headlock. Takeo pushed him against the ropes which Seiichi returned with a shoulder check knocking down Takeo. Takeo bounced back up immediately.

" That's good. It's best not to stay in one spot too long or the Jawbreakers will take advantage of their momentum."

" I understand." Takeo said.

" I'm thankful you're letting me get in on this. All this drama that's been circulating and leading up to this event, it's got my heart pumping and yearning for the good old days."

" I can't believe this. I always thought Mr. Seiichi was just a sweet middle aged man, kind of like a father figure but he's really a killer huh?" Sakura said.

" He is a stubborn one no doubt. Sometimes the commission will retire a wrestler long before they are ready to retire." Misaki said. " Mr. Seiichi is one of those individuals. Even when he was retired he never missed a day of his training regimen. God how many times has he told me he didn't feel like he should be retired. I guess some dogs will never let go of their bone."

Back in the ring Seiichi managed to whip Takeo into the turnbuckle and close in on him with a clothesline. It was then Seiichi delivered a chop to Takeo, the sound of which filled the gym.

The impact sounded sickening to Sakura. Takeo nearly keeled over. The veins in his head becoming clearly visible, an obvious sign of how much pain he was in which caused Sakura some concern.

" The Jawbreakers specialize in inflicting pian. They don't care if they win or lose, they just like being sadistic. You'll have to be ready for that. Haru has people getting him ready to deal with the pain at Arete. Since you're suspended you don't have that luxury. So you get me."

Takeo's breathing began to stabilize. He rose back up and leaned back against the turnbuckle. " No…my father didn't over hype you…..again…"

Sakura was stunned.

" Alright then…." Seiichi said before delivering another chop.

While it was still evident that it was very painful, Takeo managed to absorb the vlow better this time.

" Good." Seiichi said. " Let's keep it going."

The 2 generations of wrestling continued with their training until Seiichi stopped the training.

" You aren't using your style I've noticed." Seiichi said.

Takeo stood still for a moment.

" I know you have issues with your father and perhaps refusing the style he taught you is your way of defying him. But in your match with Konjo you were forced to use it. And if you had to use it against Konjo you'll most certainly have to use it against the Jawbreakers."

Takeo was hesitant.

" You don't want to lose against them over something like pride do you?" Seiichi asked.

"…no…" Takeo then began changing into his father's wrestling stance as he began to slightly bounce.

" Excellent, now we can get serious." Seiichi said.

Later….

Sakura was walking with Takeo down the street. Normally something like this was discouraged according to Makoto, but it was late at night and Takeo was merely escorting Sakura to her train station.

" I had no idea Mr. Seiichi had that side of him." Sakura said.

" I've seen a lot of his matches. Doesn't surprise me one bit he's still as vicious as he was in his wrestling days. Some people are just in wrestling for life and Mr. Seiichi is not exception."

" Are you doing ok?"

" I'm alive…"

" How does your chest feel?"

" It's fine I got some ice packs at home."

Sakura stopped and looked at Takeo. The 2 then stopped at a convenience mart on the way. Sakura walked out with a bag of frozen peas.

" What's that for?" Takeo asked.

" Your chest is sore, just put this on it."

" My chest isnt…" Takeo began…

" Yes it is." Sakura pressed the peas against Takeo's chest and continued to hold it there.

" ….thanks…" Takeo said embarrassedly.

Sakura smiled as she continued holding the bag of vegetables against him.

" You ummm want me to…" Takeo asked.

" Oh uhh sure. That was kind of weird huh?" Sakura said as she let Takeo take control of the bag.

" Only very."

"(giggle) shut up…" Sakura laughed.

The 2 suddenly heard a monitor displayed on a nearby building closer to the city.

" Welcome back to Slam Corner, with us are the Jawbreakers." The host said.

Takeo and Sakura observed 2 massive gentle men, each having to weigh at least 300 pounds. Both were donned in white skull make up with one's head completely bald and the other sporting a mohawk.

" Gentlemen, Bad Blood is quickly approaching. As you know, Wild Child will be replacing 12-Gage as Hollowpoint's partner in the co-main event. Has this forced you to rethink your strategy at all?"

" No way! This isn't the least bit fair that they can just replace a partner on whim, Spazz and I have always tagged together and never needed a wimp replacement, but we're gonna go in there and do what we do best! It doesn't matter if it's the Bullet Brothers, or the son of Kenji Sonata, whoever gets in our way is gonna get mowed down and that's a promise! "

" Since you brought it up, what are your thoughts on the recent news of Wild Child being Kenji The Lionheart's son?"

Sakura looked over to observe Takeo watching the interview.

" It means nothing to us! Wild Child if you're watching this just remember Daddy can't get in the ring and fight for you! Being the son of a legend doesn't make you a legend! Once you get in that ring your ass is ours! At Bad Blood we're gonna send you home cryin' to Daddy!"

" Well you heard it here first folks, the Jawbreakers officially throwing down the gauntlet."

Takeo looked to Sakura and chuckled. Sakura was surprised for a moment but let out a sigh as she smiled.

" This is pro wrestling?" Sakura implied.

" Pro wrestling…" Takeo said.

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More to come….