You've been friends with Kenji ever since he arrived to L.A, being an interviewer he became quite fond of due to your understanding and non-gossipy nature.

You had saved enough money to both go to Tokyo and go to at least one of his games.

He hadn't expected you.

He walked to the field, thousands of adoring fans cheering for the Giants player, practically screaming.

However, through all the shouting, when he turned his head to the audience, he noticed a familiar someone; you.

Kenji's eyes widened, but his expression quickly turned smug and happy, holding the bat in his hand as he gestured it to your seat and winked.

"Looks like a special someone came to my game, huh?" He smirked.

He was never afraid to show you off.