Notes: Hi! So I'm just really happy to write this and glad to share it, and I'm hoping others enjoy it, too! I kind of want to focus more on Tatyanna, and have things kind of revolve around her. It's her observations and wants and desires. With Yuri, Yuuri, Victor, and her sister, Anastasia, all fitting around her. I've never done this before, so here we go!

Tatyanna Norin had waited all day for this. School had dragged on forever, and she could not stop fidgeting in the car on the drive over, and once her older sister, Anastasia, parked the car, she was out the door and hurrying up the steps of the rink, taking them two at a time.

"Slow down!" Anastasia called.

Tatyanna stopped and waited for Anastasia. She stretched out her hand towards her sister. Anastasia smiled as she caught up to her sister and took her hand.

"Sorry, Ana, but I haven't been skating in so long!"

Anastasia laughed. She could not help herself. "It's only been a couple of weeks, and that's because I've been so busy." She gave Tatyanna's hand a squeeze before allowing herself to be led into the rink.

Tatyanna did not speak again until after Anastasia had exchanged her boots for skates. She pulled her hair back into a ponytail as Anastasia slipped the skates on her feet and laced them for her. Finally, the question Anastasia had expected came.

"Are you sure you don't want to skate with me? Not even just around the rink a few times?"

Anastasia shook her head. "No, you have fun."

The rink was not busy and lively, but neither were Anastasia and Tatyanna the only ones there. Several other children around Tatyanna's age were skating. A few adults were as well. A couple happened to overhear Anastasia and Tatyanna.

"Why not? Two sister skating together is one of the most pure things I've ever seen."

Tatyanna stopped on the ice to listen. Anastasia felt color rush to her cheeks but she did not speak. She only shook her head and retreated to a bench.

"What? Hey!"

His companion grabbed his sleeve. "Victor, she clearly has a reason she doesn't want to talk about. Leave her alone."

Tatyanna skated around the rink a few times, weaving between stumbling children and a couple slow skating together. Each time she passed the two men, she would glance at him. Once, she heard the taller of the two chuckle and say, "Well, look at her!"

As she skated, she was building up her courage. Not to do a trick, like the spiral she pulled off when she saw she had a great length of rink to herself. It surprised her to hear applause, and it was from the two men. Finally, she had the courage. She skated over to them and glanced over to her sister, who was typing something on her phone.

"Ana taught me that," she began through a slight pant. "She could have been the best, really! She taught me to skate and everything I know."

The one called Victor looked over his shoulder to Anastasia. The other one offered his hand to Tatyanna. "Yuuri Katsuki," he said, introducing himself. He nudged the other man.

"Victor Nikiforov!" Victor squeezed her hand and added with a wink, "It's such a pleasure to meet a little ice princess!"

Tatyanna felt herself blush at the nickname. "Tatyanna Norin."

"Tell me, Tatyanna, why does your sister no longer skate?"

"She fell about a year ago and fractured her kneecap." Yuuri winced while Victor shook his head. "The doctors have told her she can skate again, but she won't. I think she's scared to."

"Hmm." Victor cupped his chin in his hand and began to tap his finger against his face. "It's a devastating injury, sure, but it's not a career ender..." His face lit up as he grabbed Yuuri by the shoulders. "Let's do it!"

"Do what?"

"Let's help get her back on the ice!"

Yuuri groaned as Tatyanna's giggles rang through his ears. "Victor, it isn't any of our business!"

Tatyanna's eagerness grew. Victor seemed like a person who could perhaps help Anastasia after all. But her curiosity also grew. "Why aren't you skating?"

Victor smiled and winked at her again, this time with the other eye. "We are waiting for a friend of ours, but he does not exactly know we're waiting for him. I'll tell you what," Victor said as he knelt to Tatyanna's height, "you keep skating, and we'll think of something to do for your sister while we wait. Deal?"

Tatyanna smiled and nodded. She returned to the ice. Each time she passed them she wanted to smile. Victor was animatedly talking to Yuuri, who, despite his reservations, started to smile as well. She would also glance at her sister, who was busy on her phone. She did not mind Anastasia not watching. The only thing that truly bothered her was Anastasia not skating.

Though her muscles began to grow tired, she did not want to leave the rink. It was usually Ana who had to get her off the ice. When she passed Victor and Yuuri again, they were not alone. "I guess they found their friend," she said to herself.

As she spun around, she saw Anastasia rise to her feet. "Time to go," she murmured. She and Anastasia met at the exit of the rink.

"Ready to go? You did say you have homework."

Tatyanna nodded. She allowed Anastasia to remove her skates and put her boots back on. They had to walk past Victor, Yuuri, and their friend to leave. Tatyanna could see their friend was unhappy. He scowled and they heard him say, "I heard that promise before, remember?"

Victor did not seem phased by his friend's behavior. "Bye, little princess!" he called.

"So you found another pet?" the friend asked dryly.

"Bye Victor," Tatyanna said. She wondered just what the other man meant.

Anastasia did not speak until they reached the car. Once inside, seat belts fastened and the heat on, she started to laugh and shake her head in disbelief. "Leave it to my sister to befriend Victor Nikiforov and Yuuri Katsuki." Tatyanna looked at her sister with surprise. Anastasia smiled and answered the unasked question.

"Victor and Yuuri were both professional ice skaters."

"Oh!" Tatyanna was surprised to hear that. Surely professionals would be on the ice and not waiting for a friend of theirs? But what did she know? And she was very pleased as well. Professionals would definitely know how to get back on the ice. She smiled at Anastasia, and at her secret agreement with the two men.

That night before she went to bed, Tatyanna had an idea. She made sure Anastasia was busy, then slipped her tablet into her backpack. Ana would be mad, she knew, but there were videos taken when Anastasia was skating. She wanted to show Victor and Yuuri.

The door to Anastasia's bedroom opened. Tatyanna hurried to zip her backpack and dive into bed. Anastasia did as she did every night, she tucked Tatyanna into bed and kissed her forehead. Even thought she was excited to skate the next afternoon, and even more excited to talk to Victor and Yuuri, she fell asleep almost instantly.