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The world knows him as Kenny Omega but I know him as Tyson Smith.

The very man that I fell in love with as a kid in Canada. Winnipeg, Manitoba, to be exact. We had been next door neighbors for the longest time, growing up together, going to school together, and we even went to prom together. I attended some of his hockey matches when that his was big hobby and boy was he good on the ice as a player just like he's good in the ring as a wrestler. I watched and followed his matches and promos without missing a single one as I wanted to see how he was doing in his career because I still cared about him and still loved him.

We had been inseparable when we were younger but when he had told me he had wanted to be a wrestler, I told him to go and follow his dreams and to let absolutely nothing stop it whatsoever. Deep down, part of me wish I could've traveled the world with him so I could've attended all of his matches but I had gone to the matches that I could attend and that included some of his matches when he was in New Japan Pro Wrestling. I had attended his match against Okada for the IWGP World Heavyweight Championship at Dominion 9 when he had finally captured the gold and had come to swoop me up from my seat in the front row and carried me out of the arena so we could escape the frenzy of the crowd screaming Kenny's name. Once we were outside of the arena, we were headed back to Kenny's home and when we finally arrived, it was just me and him alone at last to celebrate him winning his title and to celebrate me finally being able to see him again after what seemed like forever even though it had been a couple of months.

We had made love to one another that night and before I knew it, I was given a long kiss on the lips at the airport and I was back home in Canada from Japan. I had missed him terribly and I wanted to be with him again but I knew his main focus was his wrestling career so I respected that. Even though we weren't in an official relationship, we still maintained a close friendship with one another and sometimes that even included being intimate with one another whenever we did have the chance to be together.

But what I nor Tyson knew was that our worlds were going to be shaken for good.

I looked at the pregnancy test that was in my hand as I reread the results over and over again because I knew for sure I wasn't going crazy and I knew I was capable of reading. My mind couldn't make up what it wanted to see or believe as it was spinning around in circles at what it was attempting to process but my brain was just a big mess. And to make matters worse, Tyson was all the way in Japan asleep as I stood in my bathroom in disbelief, despair, and panic as I didn't know what to do at that moment. Sure, calling Tyson or texting him the news would be ideal but my mind remembered that his commitment was to wrestling so how would I fit in the equation? How would the baby fit into the equation? Who knows how he would respond to the news but I knew I'd have to tell him but not at that very moment. I had made plans to tell him multiple times whenever he called me or if I called him but my mind would tell me to not do it and keep it a secret. I had felt bad about it, I did, but I couldn't jeopardize Tyson having to worry about the baby when he was doing his own thing.

But my mother told me that he needed to know eventually and I told her that I'd tell him when I was good and ready to. Of course, I was scolded but I still kept the secret from Tyson who had been wanting to see me ever since the new year had started. He had just signed with a new company called All Elite Wrestling where he is the executive president and I remembered his excitement and enthusiasm when he had called me over the phone to tell me the great news but despite being happy for him, I couldn't help but think what would happen when he found out I was carrying his baby. I was due any minute now and soon it would be time for me to tell him the truth as he deserved to know because it was only right but I had let my fear of his possible reaction of getting upset get to me but I reminded myself that I wouldn't know how he would react until I actually told him the news. I told my mother I'd tell him when I felt the time was right and that day finally came.

I remembered lying in the bed at the hospital as I cradled my baby in my arms, taking in the sweet sounds of his cries, and looking at him and saying softly to myself "You look just like your father".

Before I knew it, I was in Florida for the weekend to visit Tyson who wanted me to attend Fyter Fest to watch him wrestle. It had been a year since I had seen him and boy had things changed drastically but only I knew that but not Tyson which made my heart sink despite being happy about finally meeting up with him again after what seemed like forever. My mother had stayed behind at our hotel along with my son to look after him while I was driven to the arena by my own personal driver that Tyson had sent for me. When I arrived at the arena, I was escorted to where the wrestlers, production crew, and other security personnel were until I finally met up with Tyson who extended his arms out to me and embraced me in the biggest hug ever. Tears escaped my eyes as I hugged him but he quickly wiped them away with a tissue and took me to his locker room which was away from all of the commotion going on on the outside. I sat down in a chair beside Tyson who couldn't stop smiling as we talked and reminisced about everything from childhood memories to our last time seeing each other in Japan. He told me about his ideas for his entrance for his match with The Young Bucks which would be him as Akuma and The Bucks as Ryu and Ken respectively.

Since I always played video games with Tyson every chance I got, I was more than stoked to see him in action. But once the match and the event itself was over, it was back to reality for me. I had to face the music and tell the father of my child that he had a son that he didn't know about.

I fell silent on the way to the hotel which worried Tyson but I told him I was just a little tired and needed food along with some much needed rest but what I really wanted was to get the hard part of my day over with. Tyson held my hand as we arrived to the room, unlocked the door, and let me in as he closed the door behind him.

"Tyson?" I said to him.

"Yes?"

His blue eyes were lively as he looked into my eyes as he waited for me to say something.

"I have something I need to tell you," I said quietly and softly.

It was at that point when my mom emerged from the kitchen area holding my son in her arms as she walked towards me and Tyson. She had told me she had been feeding the baby a bottle when I was on my way so I was slightly happy that he would be awake to meet her father at last.

"Hello, Tyson," my mother said.

"Hi," he responded.

But this time his face went from being full of excitement to studying the baby that my mother cradled in her arms. I could tell he was about to ask some questions so I mustered up the courage I could to tell him everything that he had deserved to know a long time ago and I had silently hoped to myself that he wouldn't hate me for what I've done to him.

"Tyson…remember the last time we were together?" I asked.

"Yeah?"

"Well, when I returned home…two weeks later I found out I was pregnant. I haven't seen you in a year because I didn't want you to be a burden to you and your wrestling career. But, I can't hide the truth from you anymore and you deserve to know." I paused as I looked at the baby then back at Tyson. "This is your son, Tyson, Jr."