Cirucci was already in the ring when she entered waving to the crowds and most likely flashing her boobs to everyone. Ichigo snuck up on her whispering 'boo' in her ear. The purple head whipped round pale as a sheet and flinging out a fist that almost clipped her jaw.
"You bitch!" She screeched, more scared then angry at the joke. Ichigo laughed, bent over tears in her eyes as she struggled to breathe.
"Sorry Cirucci you know i can't help it," she managed between laughs, Cirucci pouted whacking her in the shoulder with little power. She had met Cirucci on her travels and the pair had become instant friends but she hadn't been part of Aizen's crew back then. Ichigo wondered what happened since they last met.
"So how did you become a fighter for lord scum bucket?" Ichigo asked, the fit of laughter finally subsiding. Cirucci frowned, covering up a scar on the back of her hand, it looked like it had once been a tattoo traces of ink still visible.
"I got caught by the diablos and was sold as a sex slave to some Chinese triad boss, he had me hooked on cocaine within a week and i was his plaything for six months before Aizen-Sama brought me off him. Got me off the drugs and asked if i would be one of his fighters, i said yes and here i am. I didn't know i would be fighting you, i was told the fighter had withdrawn due to injury and that they got someone to fill in last minute but they never mentioned it would be you Sunako. I don't want to fight you," she said, her frown deepening. Ichigo pulled her into a hug for a brief second.
"Well ya better fight me or 'm gonna fucking kill you Cirucci, friend or not i don't care. You signed up for this so pay the consequences," she said moving to the corner of the ring so the fight could start. With nods of approval from both fighters the announcer started the match, jumping from the ring quick as possible. Ichigo walked to the centre of the ring in a lazy manner, she knew Cirucci's fighting style inside and out considering she was the one that taught her to fight. Apparently it didn't do much help considering what happened to her. The girl looked her over, fear showing in her large purple eyes. She was right to be scared. Ichigo struck her in the face, faster then the eye can follow. She tumbled backwards, Ichigo smashing another fist into her face.
"You never do anything by half measures do you?" Cirucci asked, wiping up the blood from her nose. Ichigo let a grin consume her face, a kick to the ribs her answer. As Cirucci danced away, the girl extremely light on her feet, Ichigo grabbed her arm swing the girl in the cage face first. Yanking her wrist free she slammed her palm into Sunako's ribs. One cracking on impact, Ichigo gasped in pain, golden eyes wide. Grunting she swung an uppercut to her jaw following it with a right hook to the temple. Cirucci's face went blank and she swayed, struggling to stay on her feet. Ichigo followed it with a left-right combo to the kidneys, slamming her fist into Cirucci's throat and finishing it off with a blow to the liver. Cirucci staggered back, her face looking green. She backed away resting while Sunako stared at from the middle of the ring. She'd gotten stronger since the last time they fought, Cirucci had no hope in hell of beating her, it was taking all her will power just to keep her standing. When Sunako stalked towards her, she threw all caution to the wind. Charging she tackled the older girl, grabbing her by the head and slamming her forehead into Sunako's. Ichigo smirked at the girl, she could see the desperation in her actions. But that head butt served it's purpose, it screwed with her vision, she was seeing double. With a sigh Ichigo swung her fist wildly, smirking when she hit flesh. Cirucci groaned in pain, Sunako was like a force of nature, her hits had so much power behind them that it made her want to give up.
"Ya ain't looking so good Cirucci, ya sure yer up fer this? Ya can back out at anytime, I won't hold it against you," Ichigo said, waiting a few seconds for her answer. She didn't say anything but raised her fists as an answer, Cirucci could still fight.
"That's my girl," she murmured tackling the girl and pulling her into a headlock. A screamed echoed throughout the ring, Ichigo was swinging her fist repeatedly into her sternum. Cirucci continued to screamed in pain, swinging her palm into Sunako's cracked rib. Sunako growled swinging harder in response, it felt like her ribs were broken and cracked, darkness swarmed her vision limbs going numb. Before long her screams ceased and she passed out in Sunako's arms. The red head dropped her, walking to the middle of ring thrusting her fist in the air victorious, blood covering her knuckles.