The bell rings and already Kasabian is up to his old tricks, scooting around on his hands and knees on the mat with his face down low to the dirty canvas. He licks his licks while looking up at The Spartan, who is stood in the corner with his arms folded staring down Kasabian. The Pervert flickers his tongue out, prompting Akira to run in and throw a soccer kick that Kasabian rolls out of the way of. Akira snaps around as Kasabian crawls towards him, backing the Cruiser-X champion into the corner. "Come on, big boy" Kasabian hisses as he backs up, getting onto his knees in the centre of the ring. He bangs the palms of his hands into the mat and smirks, once again prompting Akira to sprint in and go for a soccer kick. Kasabian scuttles to one side to avoid the boot and then runs at Akira's back, grabbing him in a rear waist lock as though looking for a German suplex. Akira keeps going and ends up hitting the corner chest first where he grabs the top ropes, prompting Kasabian to press himself up against him as much as possible and start whispering in his ear. Whatever Kasabian said appears to have hit a nerve, as it prompts Akira to release his grip on the ropes and try to throw elbows back at Kasabian. Breaking his grip on the ropes means that not only does Akira not get a rope break, but it allows Kasabian to eat an elbow to the jaw and then throw his opponent overhead with a release German suplex! Akira gets spiked on the back of his neck and rolls through, ending up on his feet although still dazed. Kasabian slides up to his feet to receive a forearm to the jaw from a pissed off Akira, knocking him backwards into the corner. Akira follows up with two more forearms before whipping The Pervert across the ring into the other corner. He charges at his opponent looking for a big running forearm, which is dodged and then countered with a big clothesline that slams Akira back into the corner.

Cedar: He may be a bit weird, but you'd be a fool to underestimate Kasabian Stalker's wrestling ability!

Having been knocked for a loop Akira leans back in the turnbuckle as Kasabian casually backs away, blowing a kiss as he does. He gets his back into the opposite corner and then runs across the ring, flying through the air and planting the soles of both feet into Akira's right shoulder with a huge dropkick. The weight behind the strike almost seems like it'd be enough to rip Akira's arm from the socket as it sends him reeling, screaming, and writhing down on the mat. Kasabian doesn't bother getting up to his feet and instead just climbs onto Akira, pushing himself down onto the wounded wrestler while throwing punches down at the hurt shoulder. Akira starts trying to cover up, but with his shoulder now hurt he finds himself unable to block the barrage of strikes. After a few frantic seconds he shoots a leg up, kneeing Kasabian in the lower back and knocking him forward. Akira slips through between his opponents legs and jumps up, allowing him to stomp down onto the back of Kasabian's head and force him into the ropes. Unlike Akira, who tried to cover up, Kasabian grabs onto the ropes for dear life and screams at Sanu to call for a rope break. Sanu steps in, pushing Akira away as the pissed off Spartan drives the bottom of his boot into Kasabian's face. After a struggle Akira backs up to the middle of the ring, throwing his arms up to show he's willing to break as Kasabian pulls himself up. Sanu starts yelling at Akira and poking him in the chest, giving Kasabian the chance to recover, run forward, and shove Sanu into Akira. The official doesn't go down, but the confusion distracts him and Akira for long enough to allow The Pervert to drop down to the mat and nail a vicious low blow on his opponent. Akira doubles over with his face screwed up as though he's going to vomit. He drops to his knees as Kasabian creeps up behind him, placing his own head on Akira's hurt right shoulder. He bites onto Akira's ear as he hooks his right arm back and grabs his chin, locking in the crossface chicken wing! Akira screams out as Kasabian stops biting him at the refs command, the hold still locked in. Kasabian gets up and leans forward, pushing Akira down into the mat so he can keep him in the hold and continue to wrench away at the shoulder.

Cedar: Crossface chicken wing! Crossface chicken wing!

Miles: Break his shoulder you stupid freak!

The crowd start an Akira chant to will the Cruiser-X champion on, but even with that Akira can only shimmy along the mat as his larger opponent works away at his shoulder, brutalizing the joint as much as possible. Seconds turn into over a minute as Akira finds there is no easy escape or counter, only a painful and humiliating crawl to the ropes. He grasps the bottom rope and Sanu starts his count, which Kasabian takes full advantage of to try and do even more damage. After finally relinquishing the hold Kasabian stands up and then drops an elbow onto the shoulder, once again making Akira squeal out in pain to the delight of The Butcher. Kasabian stays sat next to Akira and drives some more elbows down into his shoulder despite him having the rope, once again making Sanu start his count. At four Kasabian stands up and apologises to Sanu as loudly and melodramatically as possible, to hide him pushing his boot down into the wounded shoulder. Akira screams out and slams his feet into the mat, drawing Sanu's attention an causing the ref to force Kasabian away. The Pervert smiles and rubs the official's arm as he backs into the corner, muttering about how he likes a man in uniform as Akira gets up to his feet. Without waiting for Sanu to move Akira charges in and throws a vicious lariat with his left arm that connects with the side of Kasabian's head and knocks him loopy. The Pervert stumbles out from the corner as Sanu scrambles away and Akira leans against the turnbuckle, eyeing up his opponent. After taking a pause to think of a strategy Akira goes with brute force and runs out of the corner, once again cracking Kasabian in the side of his head with a lariat that this time drops him to the mat. The Spartan drops to his knees and rolls over The Pervert, covering him for a long two count. The crowd cheers on Akira again as he grabs Kasabian by the hair and pulls him up, drilling him in the side of the head with a knee as he does. With the crowd calling for blood Akira backs Kasabian up into the corner and starts tanning his chest with left handed machine gun chops that send ripples across The Pervert's chest. Despite being forced to use his weaker hand thanks to the shoulder injury Akira still manages to fire off hard shot after hard shot, and quickly the crowd's noise level rises as Akira tenses up his face and yells. Trying to get revenge for the chicken wing Akira keeps going, and going, and going, until a trickle of blood runs down Kasabian's chest and he slumps down in the corner yelling in pain.

Cedar: That was over a minute of merciless chops! Good lord!

Akira backs up to the centre of the ring, both the crowd and himself fired up and begging for Kasabian to get up. The Pervert doesn't oblige, instead choosing to roll outside and throw a temper tantrum of sorts that ends with him climbing over into the front row to sit on the lap of a confused looking elderly woman. As he starts to wrap an arm around her Akira slips out of the ring to the floor and wanders over to Kasabian, who meets him by tossing the contents of a drinks cup over him and then raking the eyes. Akira stumbles back towards the ring post, where once again Kasabian goes to work on the shoulder with a high boot followed by wrapping Akira's right arm around the turnbuckle and yanking it so his shoulder crashes into the steel. Kasabian wraps the arm around the post, puts a foot up against it, and then pulls back until Sanu starts a count and hits four. He releases the hold and dishes out a punch to Akira's jaw before rolling him into the ring, covering for a two count. Akira rolls away across the canvas clutching his shoulder as the crowd boos loudly, prompting Kasabian to crawl after him. Akira reaches the ropes but gets pulled back by his right arm, prompting more yells of agony. Kasabian stomps down on the shoulder thrice and then grabs Akira's arms, pulling his face off the ground before standing on the backs of his knees. Kasabian pauses for a second to prolong the agony of having the hurt shoulder pulled up and then stomps down on the back of Akira's head, smashing his skull against the mat. Akira lies face down, slowly intaking breath as Kasabian kneels down and straddles his back, clutching his arm and wrenching it back in a hammer lock. Akira yells out in pain once more, while makes Kasabian chuckle and lean in. "Scream for me, piggy" he yells, before using his left hand to slap Akira in the back of the head. In response The Black Heart Warrior starts to get his knees up, prompting The Pervert to wrap his legs around him. Bit by bit Akira stands up, putting more pressure on his arm as he hoists Kasabian up into a back-pack before running backwards and slamming him into the turnbuckle to force a break. With using his right arm out of the question Akira spins around and, using his left arm, nails Kasabian with a rolling elbow! The Pervert starts to slump back into the corner but gets a palm across his face to keep him restrained, pushing his head back. Before Sanu can start the count Akira starts using his own head like a warhammer, driving it down into the side of Kasabian's face just above his eye socket three times before Sanu can start his rope break count and five times after, leaving a nasty looking cut and a few grazes. Akira backs up and lets The Butcher collapse down to the canvas as though his soul has ran to the fire escape. The crowd roars out in support as a dazed and pain stricken Akira backs up across the ring, his right arm now hanging down by his side like dead weight.

Cedar: His arm may be fucked, but Akira Kobayashi's forehead is as good as ever!

Knowing that time is of the essence Akira runs across the ring and slides low, crashing his arm off of Kasabian's face with a lariat that sends the crowd wild. With the pervert out of it Akira drags him up by the hair and puts him in position for a brainbuster, albeit using his left arm instead of the usual right. He starts trying to lift, using his right arm only for minor support, but only gets Kasabian up a few feet before The Pervert swings his legs in and reverses the move into a small package, getting a two count. The two pop up and Akira goes for a lariat, which Kasabian ducks and counters into a nifty crucifix pin, again getting a two. Akira climbs up to his feet while Kasabian chooses to simply roll to his knees, giving him the chance to lock on one of his favourite moves - the testicular claw! Akira screams out in pain as Kasabian starts to get up, but his progress is halted by a pissed off Japanese wrestler nailing him in the back of the head with a flurry of elbows and a knee into the jaw. With Kasabian staggered Akira runs in, leaps up, and plants his knee into his opponents jaw to knock him into the ropes. Kasabian rebounds directly into a second rolling elbow, this time with the injured right arm! The adrenaline allows Akira to block out the pain just for long enough to almost knock his opponents teeth into row Z as he drops him to the canvas, seemingly knocking him out cold. Akira drops down on top of his opponent while clutching his injured shoulder, but to the shock of the fans only gets a two!

Cedar: Kick-out! Kick-out!

Akira backs up into the ropes to regain his composure as Kasabian crawls over to the corner, beads of sweat and blood running down the side of his face over his cheek. The Pervert grabs the ropes and uses them to get himself up, at which point he comes face to face with Akira looking to once again nail him with a lariat. This time, however, Kasabian's instincts kick in and he flapjacks Akira up into the air before uppercutting him in the jaw on the way down! The crowd pops loudly in shock for the out of nowhere counter as Kasabian drops down and hooks both legs, getting a very close two count. Kasabian looks up at Sanu in disbelief at the kick-out, muttering something about Japanese people being racist and small dicks before grabbing Akira by the hair and pulling him up. Kasabian backs Akira into the ropes and starts pummelling him with chops to the chest before grabbing him by the nipples with both hands and twisting as hard as he can. Kasabian smirks at Akira, who responds in a completely deadpan manner. He stands up out of the ropes, and with the force of a thousand suns pimp slaps his opponent across the jaw with his left hand, sending a trail of spit across the ring as the fans roar. Akira follows with a pair of knees to the gut a he backs Kasabian into the opposite ropes and responds to the chops with a barrage of his own, knocking the air out of his chest and causing further pain. Kasabian crumples down to a position where he's pretty much sitting on the second rope at which point Akira backs up, possibly to avoid leaving Kasabian's head at the same level as his own crotch. The Pervert falls down onto the mat on his hands and knees before pulling himself up to his feet, looking at Akira as though disgusted at the idea of using chops in a wrestling match despite having just done it himself. He yells more abuse at Akira until The Spartan rushes him, giving The Butcher the chance to sidestep it and try to roll him up with a school boy, getting only a two once again. Both men jump up, with Akira holding his shoulder after being pressed down onto it, and once again Kasabian drops down to the mat, this time on his back.

Cedar: Every roll-up Akira is getting pushed down onto his shoulders, and that injury is getting made even worse.

Kasabian opens his legs and motions to his crotch, but Akira takes no notice and instead strafes around him, hinting at firing in a leg kick. After a few seconds of stalling Kasabian rolls over onto his chest chest and shoots in at Akira's waist, pushing him back into the ropes once again as though going for a double leg take down. Sanu calls for the break as Kasabian stands upright, wraps his arms around Akira's hips, and lives up to his nickname as he grinds on his opponent for a few seconds before launching him over with a belly to belly suplex! Akira hits the mat, rolls through up to his feet, spins around to fall into the ropes, bounces back, and throws a huge soccer kick that strikes the seated Kasabian in the back as The Spartan runs out of momentum and collapses into the ring ropes! The crowd goes ballistic as Akira uses the ropes to pull himself up before staggering back into the corner. He lies in wait for Kasabian, who can barely get himself up to his feet, and then runs out and leaps through the air, nailing him in the jaw with a torpedo style headbutt! Kasabian goes down to the mat next to Akira, and with his opponent now defenceless and barely conscious Akira wraps his legs around his legs, hooks his arm up, and locks in The Twister! Kasabian screams, spits, and claws as he tries to escape, a chant of "TAP!" echoing throughout the arena, but with his head being a mess of pain and confusion he has no way to locate the ropes or think of a way to escape. He lies their, trapped in the hold, for a good thirty seconds, before at last he succumbs, and is forced to tap out.