Post by Winston Wilson on Jan 10, 2016 4:35:07 GMT -5
Hiroshi walks proudly backstage a huge smile beaming across his face. His first title win in PCW has him riding on a high. Having come from Japan and unsure how successful he would be in the US, this for him is proof that he can win and show the world what having a sumo background can do for you .
Over his massive shoulder sits the newly won PCW underground championship. He walks down the corridor waving and greeting people as always a gracious and kind person as he is. He stops to sign autographs and take photos with the small crowd of PCW faithful who wait for him because without them he wouldn't be where he is today.
After the crowd disperses he wearily retreats to his locker room and sits down in a large plush red leather chair. Pouring himself a drink from a small white bottle of sake into a glass before downing it and pouring another. Looking around he sees a sterling silver platter of Japanese treats and a number of cams of beer accompanied by a small note. He reaches out and picks it up before reading it.
"Dear Mr Yukio
You must be hungry after that hard fought battle please enjoy this with my compliments. I wish you every luck in your future endeavours here in PCW.
Yours sincerely
Your No 1 Fan."
He laughs heartily his deep boom bouncing off the walls.
"Well now isn't that nice. I guess being a good guy has it's advantages. Look at all this marvellous food and drink. I must say they really went to some effort."
He eyes the platter hungrily before choosing a few things and putting them on a plate and cracking open a can of beer.
"A guy could get use to this"
After downing his good and beer his phone chirps and he picks it up to read the text message he has revived.
"Dear Mr Yukio you will be deafening your PCW Underground Championship at Trauma 185 against a mystery opponent who is making their return to PCW.
Good Luck
PCW Management."
"Hmmm this is slightly worrisome. How do I prepare for an opponent I know nothing about?
Is it some young gun looking to make a name for themselves? Or maybe an old face looking to return and make one more run in PCW for glory before they retire? I have absolutely no way of knowing till I see them step through the curtain on Trauma.
But none the less I will not be skipping my training and I certainly won't be giving up the PCW Underground championship I won with out a fight. I am no coward I welcome any and all who challenge me and I will never back down from a fight. I am a fighting champion and a man of honour I will not shame myself this title or this company. I refuse to.
He rises out of his chair and males a call to his driver.
"Takaahi I wish to be driven somewhere please be waiting in the parking lot in 5 minutes."
"Yes Hiroshi-sama I will be there."
5 mins later draped in his traditional kimono and sandals Hiroshi exits the building and walks to the car and gets in before it drives away.
"Where would you like to go Hiroshi sama?"
"To the temple"
"Yes sir" the partition slides back up and the big man leans back in his sleek leather seat and relaxes as the car speeds through the city.
Later the car pulls up at the temple grounds and stops Takashi gets out and opens the door and Hiroshi steps out.
Takashi waits by the car as his master walks across the ground and stops at the temple door removing his sandals and socks. Hiroshi bows and enters walking towards the
hand washing basin provided, to perform Temizu: he takes the dipper in his right hand and scoops up water. Pouring some onto his left hand, he then transfers the dipper to his left hand and pours some onto his right hand.
Transferring the again to his right hand cupping his left palm, he pours water into it, from which he will take the water into his mouth before silently swish it around in mouth , Then quietly he spits it out into his cupped left hand Then, holding the handle of the dipper in both of his huge hands, he turns it vertically so that the remaining water washes over the handle. He then replaces it where he found it.
He rings the bell and approaches the donation box before dropping a wad of cash in it and then bows twice, claps twice, he holds the second clap with his hands held together in front of his heart for a closing bow after which he says his prayers.
Turning to leave he walks out putting on his sandals as he leaves.
"Take me home Takashi please."
"Yes sir"
They both climb into the car had after a moment it drives off.
Over his massive shoulder sits the newly won PCW underground championship. He walks down the corridor waving and greeting people as always a gracious and kind person as he is. He stops to sign autographs and take photos with the small crowd of PCW faithful who wait for him because without them he wouldn't be where he is today.
After the crowd disperses he wearily retreats to his locker room and sits down in a large plush red leather chair. Pouring himself a drink from a small white bottle of sake into a glass before downing it and pouring another. Looking around he sees a sterling silver platter of Japanese treats and a number of cams of beer accompanied by a small note. He reaches out and picks it up before reading it.
"Dear Mr Yukio
You must be hungry after that hard fought battle please enjoy this with my compliments. I wish you every luck in your future endeavours here in PCW.
Yours sincerely
Your No 1 Fan."
He laughs heartily his deep boom bouncing off the walls.
"Well now isn't that nice. I guess being a good guy has it's advantages. Look at all this marvellous food and drink. I must say they really went to some effort."
He eyes the platter hungrily before choosing a few things and putting them on a plate and cracking open a can of beer.
"A guy could get use to this"
After downing his good and beer his phone chirps and he picks it up to read the text message he has revived.
"Dear Mr Yukio you will be deafening your PCW Underground Championship at Trauma 185 against a mystery opponent who is making their return to PCW.
Good Luck
PCW Management."
"Hmmm this is slightly worrisome. How do I prepare for an opponent I know nothing about?
Is it some young gun looking to make a name for themselves? Or maybe an old face looking to return and make one more run in PCW for glory before they retire? I have absolutely no way of knowing till I see them step through the curtain on Trauma.
But none the less I will not be skipping my training and I certainly won't be giving up the PCW Underground championship I won with out a fight. I am no coward I welcome any and all who challenge me and I will never back down from a fight. I am a fighting champion and a man of honour I will not shame myself this title or this company. I refuse to.
He rises out of his chair and males a call to his driver.
"Takaahi I wish to be driven somewhere please be waiting in the parking lot in 5 minutes."
"Yes Hiroshi-sama I will be there."
5 mins later draped in his traditional kimono and sandals Hiroshi exits the building and walks to the car and gets in before it drives away.
"Where would you like to go Hiroshi sama?"
"To the temple"
"Yes sir" the partition slides back up and the big man leans back in his sleek leather seat and relaxes as the car speeds through the city.
Later the car pulls up at the temple grounds and stops Takashi gets out and opens the door and Hiroshi steps out.
Takashi waits by the car as his master walks across the ground and stops at the temple door removing his sandals and socks. Hiroshi bows and enters walking towards the
hand washing basin provided, to perform Temizu: he takes the dipper in his right hand and scoops up water. Pouring some onto his left hand, he then transfers the dipper to his left hand and pours some onto his right hand.
Transferring the again to his right hand cupping his left palm, he pours water into it, from which he will take the water into his mouth before silently swish it around in mouth , Then quietly he spits it out into his cupped left hand Then, holding the handle of the dipper in both of his huge hands, he turns it vertically so that the remaining water washes over the handle. He then replaces it where he found it.
He rings the bell and approaches the donation box before dropping a wad of cash in it and then bows twice, claps twice, he holds the second clap with his hands held together in front of his heart for a closing bow after which he says his prayers.
Turning to leave he walks out putting on his sandals as he leaves.
"Take me home Takashi please."
"Yes sir"
They both climb into the car had after a moment it drives off.