Sasha' s POV

I woke up before Kenny to surprise him with breakfast because it's the least I could do. No matter how many things I do, it would not match up to Kenny's offer. I also scheduled an appointment with a doctor on my knee to have an estimate on recovery. I hope Kenny can come to the appointment since it's my first time. I grabbed both of our plates while limping to place them on the coffee table in the living room. As I turned to go pour two glasses of orange juice, Kenny walks out of his room with only basketball shorts while rubbing his left eye. It's not that I am not used to seeing shirtless men, my job is filled with them, but it's just Kenny was really well built.

"Morning Banks", with his drowsy voice. "You cooked breakfast?" I snapped out of the trance when he started talking.

"Oh yes, I did not really know what you liked to eat, so I made Tamagoyaki with steamed rice." I looked down, worried if Kenny did not like her choice of breakfast.

"Sounds delicious to me already." Kenny sits on the couch and grabs his plate.

"So, Kenny, how was training?" Kenny takes a bite of his rice before answering my question.

12 Hours earlier
Kenny's POV

"Kenny!" Matt and Nick run up to me and squeeze me into a sandwich hug.

"Glad to see you guys. I wish you guys can come to Japan often."

"You know how our contracts are for other promotions. Are you missing us already? Kenny feeling lonely?" Nick and Matt start poking my sides to try to annoy me.

"Yes, I miss you guys, and no I am not alone to feel lonely." I walked over to the treadmills. Nick and Matt looked at each other with goofy shocked faces. They followed and got on a treadmill beside me.

"So, you hooked up with someone?" Nick said in a singing tone which made Matt laugh. Hook up? Did they really think I just found a girl out of nowhere for sex?

"Ha. Ha. No." I rolled my eyes. "It's Sasha." I then cranked up the speed of the treadmill.

"Um, Sasha? As in Sasha Banks?" I nodded my head. "Well, what about her?" Matt and Nick looked at me confused about stating Banks.

"She flew to Japan earlier injured. I was surprised to see her especially at state she's in. I didn't want her limping along here alone, so she's living with me until she's 100%. Also, I could help her train the knee back to normal."

"Wrestler helping wrestler. That's nice." Nick gives my shoulder a friendly slap. The rest of workout was quick paced with multiple sets of deadlifts to weight machines. Pumping sweat out was one of the best feelings of being a professional wrestler.

After the workout, we stopped by McDonald's because The Young Bucks wanted to eat American food. It was quick and getting late at night, so we quickly parted with our goodbyes

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Sasha's POV

"Have you heard of the Young Bucks before?" Kenny asked and I nodded my head. "I was working out with them which went well and told them about you staying over." I hope they don't mind. "Don't worry, they're okay with it." With that, I was a little relieved.

"Um, Kenny, if you don't mind, I scheduled an appointment in an hour for an estimate and I was wondering if you could come with me?"

"Not even 24 hours yet, and you already want to get back in the ring." He chuckles as he takes his final bites of his breakfast. "That's dedication, and yeah, I would like to." He picked up our dishes and placed them in the sink. "Let me change out of these shorts and put on a shirt." As he went to his room, I smiled a little to myself because Kenny sees me as more than just eye candy for the wrestling business. I am a wrestler to him. I entered my room and put on a cut up crop top Bayley shirt, black high waisted pants, and my vans. I put my long pink hair in a messy high bun, put my eye contacts in, and put on a light nature makeup. I grabbed my crutches and walked out of my room. Kenny was waiting for me and I kind of felt embarrassed because I felt he waited centuries.

"Nice look Banks." I smiled and those feelings went straight out the window.

"Thanks." Kenny grabbed his car keys and we headed out to see the doctor.

Kenny's POV

We entered the hospital and I requested for Sasha's doctor and a private waiting room. I didn't want to deal with fans this early with Sasha on crutches. I just needed her to focus on herself. We waited ten minutes until a nurse asked for and we followed to our room. I helped Sasha onto the hospital bed while I sat in the chair next to the bed. The nurse checked for basic height, weight, etc and exited the room.

"What if it's worse than I imagined?" Those words from Sasha really saddened me. I know we only meet yesterday, but as wrestler to wrestler, I know how she felt.

"Hey, don't think like that." I took her hand and looked at her. "I want...I need you to stay positive with me. If things don't go as planned then I will still be here to help. 5 days, 10 weeks, 25 years, I will still be here. I know you want to get back in the ring, but you need to have patience. Patience is key to a healthy recovery. I gave her hand a soft squeeze. As my hand was still holding hers, the doctor entered the room and I slowly let go.

"Kon'nichiwa." The doctor said then closed the door and bows to me and I returned a bow as well. "By the way, my children are fans of the both of you. It surprised me when I got the list of patients this morning!" His Japanese accent was still there but his English was pretty clear. "I am Dr. Saitō. Mrs. Banks, explain to me how this happened please." The doctor pulled up his rolling chair close to Sasha while she explained the event. I looked into her eyes and it seemed like she was going to cry. So, rubbed the smalls of her back to show that everything will be okay. The doctor unwrapped Sasha's bandage wrap and started moving her knee around. Her eyes closed tightly as the pain from the movement was growing. Saitō's nurse brought a wheelchair and rolled Sasha to take an x-ray while I stay here. As I waited, my phone rang and it was Chase Owens.

"Hello?" I answered and the other line was pretty noisy. I instantly knew Owens was the stadium for the NJPW event today.

"Omega, where are you? You have a press conference in an hour or so. Then later a match." I scratched the back of my head and sighed.

"Yeah, I know, but something important came up."

"Something more important than this came up? This is rare. I will try to cover for you."

"Thanks, Owens, I owe you." I hung up the phone and seconds later Saitō rolled Sasha back in the room and results will be finalized in about 10 minutes.

"Hey, Sasha. In less than an hour, I have to start heading to an event." Sasha looked kind of gloomy at what I said. "If you want to go with me, then it would be fine with me. I don't want you to feel alone while I am gone. Only if you want to." Sasha nodded her head. A few minutes later, Dr. Saitō comes in with an envelope of Sasha's x-rays and puts each picture flat on the light table. He explained each picture and told us that in a week she can slowly go back to training since the injury was not really severe. Sasha's face shone with excitement at the results. She surprised me with a hug which made me wrap my arms around her.

We exited the hospital headed towards the arena for NJPW. I looked over to Sasha and she kept fidgeting her or looking at herself from the front camera of her phone.

"Are you okay? You were really happy before we left your appointment."

"I am just nervous about the other wrestlers, that's all." She looked down at her hands.

"You will be fine. If anyone looks at you the wrong way, then you have the right to punch them square in the face." Sasha laughed and her smile was so gorgeous.

Sasha's POV

We arrived at the reserved parking lot and Kenny helped me out of the car and into the arena. As we were walking in the halls, I got a lot of whispers from crew members and pointed fingers towards my direction. Maybe it's because I wrestle for a different company. I am glad Kenny has his own dressing room because it would just be awkward with other guys in the same room with me. Kenny placed his duffel bag near the bench and went straight to the restroom. I sit on the bench and look around the pretty huge locker room. I wish I got my own locker room back in the states. Kenny comes back from the bathroom to grab his attire to change in the bathroom. When he finished, he stepped back in the room wearing black leather pants with 'The Elite' stamped on the back. To me, he looked like a completely different person.

"Would you like to come to the press conference and watch my match?" I nodded and we exited the room and headed to the press room. The room was filled with reporters. They started filming live right when we entered the door. Questions were thrown in English and Japanese that were about my presence.

"Ignore any questions about you being here," Kenny whispered to me and I just nod. I limped to the closest seat to the front while Kenny walked up to the conference table.

Before a reporter could complete his question, Kenny interrupted him.

"First of all, I don't need any of your questions to get a message out to Okada, so don't bothering asking." With that statement alone, a shiver went down my spine. "Okada, I know you are watching this because I am the storm rolling in on your parade. I am really sick of you. You were just a TNA young boy. All of sudden, you got thrust into this main event situation, and suddenly making millions of dollars, dressing all fancy, having a ton of interviews, sponsor meetings, photoshoots, and commercials. All that ends when I step in and take what I deserve, unlike you. I made history not only for me but for this business! Where are my commercials, sponsors, and fancy clothes?! Oh wait, it is all given to the kiss up of the business. Okada, I respect you as a talented wrestler but you don't deserve what you have been given. This is the end for you. No more questions." Kenny gets up from the table and walks out. I was completely shocked at what I just witness. It was completely 180° of the guy I first met. I limped towards the exit while reporters were still hammering with questions. Kenny was waiting for me outside the door with his arms crossed.

"It took you long enough, " Kenny said with a smile.

"Wel, I am 'crippled'. Kenny, you did really good, not just good, amazing in there."

"Thanks, just doing my job." We walked towards the gorilla for his tag match with Bullet Club member, Chase Owens. "Wish me luck?" Kenny turns to look at me and I gave him a hug.

"You don't need luck, I know you got it in the bag." I give him a smile and a soft squeeze on both shoulders. Kenny smiles back at me and walks out through the curtain with his tag partner. I take a small peek through the curtain and Kenny looked so natural with his character. As I was looking, my phone started vibrating uncontrollable. I take my phone out of my back pocket and see that my Instagram and Twitter were blowing up of pictures of me with Kenny. What crept me out the most was a picture of me hugging Kenny. It wasn't even five minutes ago since that moment. Is someone following me?