O M.W.A. (Mutant Wrestling Alliance)

[Roxas Atlas]

(it's fine.)

Diego was breathing hard, but got back up and gave Ichiro a vertical suplex and a hard elbow drop to the chest.

[BarefootAndPregnant]

"Ack!" Ichiro gagged, wheezing. Damn, this guy was fast. Grunting, he flipped himself over so he was behind Diego, before pinning him with his excess weight and grabbing the tiger in a half nelson.

"Give up now, and I might let you leave with your arms in one piece," he grinned.

[Roxas Atlas]

"Nice try, Newbie." Diego smirked as he rolled into the small package pin.

[BarefootAndPregnant]

Grunting, Ichiro decided that he and Diego were more evenly matched than he thought. Well, there was no point going solo, in that case. Let someone a bit bigger pulverise him.

"Croc!" he called. "You're in!" He stretched his webbed hand out between the ropes. "Do me a favour and crush a couple of his vertebrae, will you?" he added, smiling.

[Roxas Atlas]

Roxas nodded and tagged in. Roxas had Diego in a coner and beat him up a bit. He then gave him a nasty superplex. Both came down hard.

[BarefootAndPregnant]

"Not exactly Queensberry rules, is it?" Ichiro quipped.

[Roxas Atlas]

Roxas shook his head as he got back up and gave Diego a wicked clothesline and knock Leo off the apron.

[BarefootAndPregnant]

The crowd went wild as Ichiro cheered and applauded his partner's finesse. Damn! Remind him not to screw with the Croc!

[Roxas Atlas]

Roxas finished off Diego with the Croc Drop, pinned him, and both Roxas and Ichiro got the victory. "Here are your winners: Ichiro Maki and Roxas 'The Croc' Atlas!"

[BarefootAndPregnant]

Perfect! Ichiro could use his victory display now. Reaching for a white cloth tucked into his jockstrap, he whipped it out and unfurled it, revealing it to be a Japanese flag. He let out a victory roar and waved the flag above his head.

[Roxas Atlas]

Suddenly, Elegant royal musice played and out came Alex."Well done, Roxas and Ichiro. Very impressive." He said. "Next week, Roxas. I will defend my MWA World Heavyweight Championship against you." That put a huge smile on Roxas' face.

[BarefootAndPregnant]

"Say," Ichiro interjected. "Don't mean to interrupt, but how do I go about setting up a fight with someone a bit more my size?"

[Roxas Atlas]

The titantron stowed a Tiger. "I am Ti Gre. MWA International Champion. "I'll take you on, Ichiro. We will see if China is betteror if Japan is better." He said as he issued the challenge.

[BarefootAndPregnant]

Ichiro smirked. "Sure. I'll take you on, commie."

[Roxas Atlas]

Ti smiled as the challenge was accepted. "I'll see you next week, Ichiro."

[BarefootAndPregnant]

The following day, Ichiro had just finished a bout with a lighter opponent than him. He... may have gone a bit overboard. Blood pooled around the poor guy's supine body, and several teeth lay nearby.

"Sorry, pal," Ichiro shrugged. "Don't know my own strength sometimes."

[Roxas Atlas]

"Hey, Ichiro. Are ready for your match against Ti Gre?" Roxas asked.

[BarefootAndPregnant]

"Darn right I am," Ichiro grinned. "See how I pulverised... " He looked at the semi-conscious, bleeding rat mutant on the mat. "What was his name again?"

[Roxas Atlas]

"Cyrus Ratus." Roxas replied. "Do you want me to be in your corner?"

[BarefootAndPregnant]

"That'd be great." Ichiro gave Roxas a fist bump. "Cyrus Ratus, huh? Didn't put up much of a fight."