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Jamie's boot did more to rattle Hiro than his punches did, and the pressure wasn't even being applied to the head. He would put his hands on the aggressor's ankle and tried to rip it off, but it was difficult -- small as he was, Jamie had the torque in his leg to keep the pressure on. Hiro tried to deliver a few punches to the Cowboy's ankle to finally get him off so the Ethnic Enigma could catch a breather for a moment. What the hell was Rosario doing, why wasn't he reprimanding Jamie for not getting the action back in the ring? Was this some sort of inside job?

As Hiro punched and clawed at Jamie's ankles, he turned his attention away from the crowd and redirected it to his opponent. Locking eyes with Hiro, he leaned in and smiled. Before Jamie could open his mouth to taunt more, Rosario started barking from his perch in the ring.

"I heard ya, I heard ya!"

Taking his foot off of Hiro's neck, Jamie reached down and grabbed Hiro by the ears to help guide him back to his feet. Just when it seemed like he was going to follow the referee's call and guide the action back into the ring, he turned Hiro at the last second and slung him shoulder first into the ringpost.

"Oops..."

"I don't have time for This get your a** in the ring"

Rosario screamed at Hiro who was checking his leg. One man was in the ring and the other was holding him up, the one who promised this would be five minutes. He didn't have his leg set fire by Blackjack, why was he worried about it!

Rosario figured it was time to start getting the show moving as he screamed...

"3!"

..But his hands that he threw up was not a 3 count but he had 4 fingers up! Boo's started lurching from the crowd as Rosario kept his eyes on the enigma.

Rosario had begun some ridiculous shenanigans as, unbeknownst to Hiro, he was counting...oddly. The number coming out of his mouth didn't match the amount of fingers he'd throw up, and Hiro wasn't noticing this right away. Hiro had gotten down to a knew with his arms on the apron, paying no mind to the ring count figuring he had time. It was when Rosario had gotten to five that Hiro had pulled himself into the ring, but he instinctually had his focus drawn to the first person he could see and noticed Rosario's fingers showed a completely different number than what his mouth was letting out -- Hiro realized he had probably dodged a bullet as he got back up to his feet. "You do that again and I'll make sure this match gets dragged out.", the Ethnic Enigma would threaten, aggression behind his words. He then turned his attention back to Jamie Bader, and he'd try to stomp down on his left knee in an attempt to pull out the Shin-Mozas special -- a babyface who worked the legs.

Hiro's leg quaked as it hit, the shock certainly resonating in his foot before having his legs taken out from under him and being brought down into a roll up! Rosario, who was obviously going to be slow to any quick pin attempt, didn't even get a chance to drop down to count -- Hiro kicked out at what probably would have been a one and a half and tried to swiftly kick his legs and use his arms to help a scramble to his feet come quickly, Jamie more than likely looking to do the same. It was sneaky and a bit slimy, but it wasn't successful for Bader in this instance.

Hiro and Jamie, two sides of the same coin -- could never see eye to eye, but weren't that different in who they were in the ring. Similar thought processes here between the two, led both to imagine going on the offensive upon standing, but for Hiro, he simply wasn't as fast as the smaller snake. Jamie Bader had him lined up dead to rights for a lariat, and he shot it in...but in that moment, Hiro did something incredible. He lowered his head just enough for the lariat to go over and miss, but at the same time using Bader's own momentum, Hiro was able to swing him upwards in his arm and turn, trying to slam him back first into the mat with a tremendous amount of strength in a SPINNING URANAGE!

Hiro's attack did all it was planned to do and more: send a message that Jamie wasn't going to be kicking him around anymore in this match and that Hiro no longer cared for the Snake's well being. The Ethnic Enigma rolled over after landing the move, taking a second to stare up at the lights and breathe heavily, is glance catching Jamie's body after collapsing. The damage was done, and a very "over it" Hiro had perhaps had his first lapse in compassion in quite a while. He began to turn to his side and get up slowly, catching wind of Dallas' reaction at ringside. "You never should have come back." Hiro would say to her as he quickly turned his back to the Voodoo Queen. He made his way to Jamie's downed body and looked to grab hold of his neck, yanking him a few times to get him to his feet while using quite a bit of strength to assist. Hiro would grab hold of Jamie's wrist while keeping him held up with his other arm and then tried to push his body out, falling backward as he did so Jamie could EAT DEFEAT.

Hiro rolled on to his hands and knees and trudged back to the ropes again, grimacing as the pain of purposely dropping backwards was attacking his back with the swiftness. He leaned over the ropes, looking down at an angry and vengeful Dallas Cruz. "You're going to get what you want. You're going to." cryptically, Hiro again turned his attention to Jamie and once more tried to bring him to his feet. As he did so, he would hold him in place tightly against his body, almost in an aggressive hug. Jamie could have been out on his feet, probably could have pinned for a victory at this point, but Hiro was now past the point of merely trying to win any match. He was going to fight Jamie and Dallas. He was going prove a point and use them as the example -- going into this match he knew nothing but fear, and perhaps coming out of it things would be different.

Hiro would begin to walk slowly while dragging Jamie Bader in his arms, and when he was a few feet from the ropes he would shove Jamie back on to them, letting him use them to hold himself up. The Ethnic Enigma would then back up and slowly begin to remove both of his elbow pads, tossing them to the ground as the fans were getting very into what was turning into a violent fight. They were so removed from a purposely violet and determined Hiro, perhaps that was driving their usual bloodlust even higher. It looked like Jamie was being invited into a devilish dance, far more complex than the Tango but as simple as the twist.