I cautiously walked over to him. I waved as I contemplated which language to go with, English or Japanese?

He set the scene by immediately opening up with English. 'Hi, I'm Viktor Nikiforov.' I was very surprised to see that he wasn't surrounded by fans, I could see a few people gawking, but then again, it's 7am Japan time at the moment.

'Hey Viktor, I'm Autumn. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, but I do have to ask, what brings you here? I wasn't meant to meet you till tomorrow.'

'Well, I was so excited to meet you, I struggled to sleep last night, so I was thinking I could just come and meet you at the airport. I've got us a lift back; you're staying at the Katsuki hot spring, right?' He shot me a bright smile.

His English was very good, but I could tell he hadn't used it in a little while as his Russian accent was seeping thickly through over the top of his words. 'Excited to meet me?' I cocked my head to the side, 'how come?'

'I've heard a bit about you, Damien is friends with my coach, Yakov. So I got some information out of him.' He gave me a wink, and I was kinda beginning to realise what people meant by his charm.

'Well, I wish I could say I knew a lot about you in return, but I only found out about your existence yesterday. My little sister is a fan though, apparently.'

'We can always get to know each other a bit before the interview, I find formal interviews so restricting. Casual ones are much better.' He gestured to my luggage, 'can I help you with that?'

'I-I'd appreciate that actually, that's very kind of you.' I relinquished my hold on my purple suitcase and he started wheeling it along as he led the way.

He did a bit of a fist pump with his spare hand. Was this man really twenty-seven? Heck, who're you to judge, you're such a big kid yourself.

He gave me a hand piling all of my stuff into the taxi and held the door open for me as I clamoured inside. 'Thank you Viktor.'

'Do you know any Japanese, Autumn?' He asked as he climbed in behind me.

I nodded, 'I'm almost fluent, would that make you more comfortable than English?'

Viktor shook his head and gave a light chuckle, it almost sounded musical. 'No, English is fine with me, it's just the people we're going to be staying with don't know much English, so having an ability to flit is useful.'

'I'm nothing if not adaptable.' I gave him a small smirk as I caught his gaze out the corner of my eye and he returned it with a grin of his own.

About twenty minutes later, we arrived outside of what looked like a Japanese hot spring, I reached for my purse, but Viktor shook his head and was adamant that he pay. 'Fine,' I agreed reluctantly, 'but I need to get you a drink at some point then.' Was that me flirting?

Viktor blinked but then he seemed to transition and his face took on a smirk as he held a long finger up to the corner of his lips. 'And what drink would this be? Coffee, or something a bit… More?'

I shrugged as I started hauling myself out of the taxi, 'it can be whatever you wish, Viktor.'

'Can it now?' Viktor stepped round to give me a hand once again. 'I know a nice bar in that case then.' He hauled my main suitcase out again and only seemed to realise the size of it, now. 'Not to seem rude or strange, Autumn, but how long are you planning on staying in Japan? You have a lot of stuff.'

'Trying to get rid of me already, Viktor?' I chuckled.

'No, quite the contrary really.'

I glanced at him; he'd made me feel flustered, from the cheeky grin of his face, I'd say it was deliberate. 'I-I'm not too sure yet, a week or two? It really depends. My work is very flexible and can be done from anywhere.'

'I thought you were just here to do an interview on me?'

'Well, that's what this trip is mainly for. My friend Damien, scouted me out for a company that wants an article done on you, so they've paid for my flight and a week's worth of accommodation, but that's not the only reason I'm here.'

'Ooooh~' he made a point of singing this, 'I'm curious now.'

I took my suitcase and started walking on ahead, tapping my nose as I went. 'Well, that'll have to come later, won't it? Can't give all my secrets straight off the bat~' I sang back to him.

'Maybe over that drink then.'

'Maybe.'

As I got through the door of the hot spring, I got pounced by a giant fluffy poodle. 'Haha!' I cried out as I scratched the dog behind both ears. 'Look at you! Aren't you a gorgeous thing!'

I heard laughter from behind me, and whilst I was still lying on the floor, I looked up to see Viktor hanging over me, peering down at me and the poodle. 'I see you've met my dog!'

'He's yours?!' I wrestled with the dog so I could get to a seating position and I continued staring up at Viktor; I bet I looked like a right idiot. 'What's he called?'

'Makkachin.' He bent down at my side and we both stroked the dog, spoiling him rotten with affection.

'Viktor! You're back!'

I looked up at the sound of the new voice and so did Viktor. He had dark brown, almost black hair and large deep set brown eyes that were actually very beautiful. From the description I had received, he must be Yuuri Katsuki. I lifted the dog off me and he bounded straight into Viktor and knocked him over, which I couldn't help but laugh at.

I stuck out a hand to Yuuri, with what I hoped was an easy smile on my face, and I made an effort to transition to Japanese, being aware that now that I was at my accommodation, that it would become my main language. 'Hello, I'm Autumn. It's a pleasure to meet you. Would you happen to be Yuuri Katsuki?'

Yuuri seemed quite flustered, 'y-yes, I'm Yurri, it's also a p-pleasure to meet you, Autumn-san.'

I felt weight across my shoulder and I turned to see that Viktor had dropped his arm across my shoulder in a very casual manner. 'Your Japanese is great Autumn, but it's so stiff and formal!'

I puffed out my cheek. 'I'll have you know, Viktor-san, this is one of my first times using Japanese outside of a classroom setting, plus I'm a reporter, so that doesn't help my case. Hang on, why am I explaining myself to you anyway?!'

I sighed and turned back to Yuuri. 'Sorry, didn't mean to sound so rigid,' I gave him a smile. 'I'm a reporter, so it happens without me realising it sometimes.'

'Ahh, yeah, I remember my mum saying we would be having a reporter staying with us for a while. What're you here to work on?'

'Me.' Viktor said and when I looked at him he just gave me a wink.

Welp, that's embarrassing. 'To give context there, so that isn't taken in a weird way, I'm here to do an interview on Viktor Nikiforov.'

'An interview?' Yuuri looked back and forth between us, making a point of looking at Viktor's arm draped across my shoulder, his crossed feet and his other hand on his hip. Essentially, taking in how Viktor was pretty much leaning on me. 'Are you guys strangers then?'

'Yes,' I said.

'No.'

I looked at Viktor as he contradicted me and I couldn't help but laugh. 'Met him for the first time,' I checked my watch, 'just under an hour ago.'

'Viktor!' Yuuri scolded, 'you can't be acting like that with a stranger. It's kinda inappropriate.' Yuuri started twiddling his thumbs, as the seriousness of his scolding gradually died off.

'It's fine, I don't mind too much. I'm quite good with people, when I have to be anyway.'

Yuuri looked at Viktor as if to challenge the fact that he was an actual person. 'A-anyway, I'll show you to your room.'

'We should all sleep together!'

Me and Yuuri both turned back to him.

'What better way to get to know each other faster than a giant sleepover?! Whose with me?!' Makkachin promptly barked at his owner's feet, as if to second this proposal.

Yuuri face palmed. 'Viktor!' He stretched it out, to show his exasperation with the older Russian.

I know I was probably encouraging behaviour that Yuuri was clearly trying to stamp out, but I couldn't help the laugh that came bubbling over my lips. I wiped the beginning of a tear from my eye. 'Probably not tonight Viktor. I for one need some time for a cat nap and a nice soak in a hot spring.'

Viktor went to open his mouth, but Yuuri pointed a stern finger in his face, a blush firmly placed on his face. 'N-no, you are not bathing with her.'

Viktor stuck his bottom lip out, 'aww, damn, that's a shame.'

Yuuri led the way to my room and Viktor tagged along as well to help me carry my stuff. Between both Yuuri and Viktor, I didn't end up carrying that much stuff myself.

We got all of my stuff to my room and Viktor promptly star-fished across my face.

'Oi,' I scolded, 'how dare you starfish across my bed before me?!'

'You could always join me, Autumn.'

'Nah, I'm good thanks, mate.'

'Right,' Yuuri said awkwardly from the doorway and I turned to face him. 'I need to get back to helping my sister out.' He turned to Viktor. 'Viktor, what're you doing now?'

'I'm staying here.'

I walked over and took the Russian by the arm and hauled him up off my bed. 'Nah, ignore him Yuuri-san, he's going with you.' I gently guided Viktor to the doorway, and all but threw him at a flustered Yuuri.

'Meanie.' Said Viktor with a pout.

I ignored him. 'Thank you so much for all of your help Yuuri. I think I'm gonna make like a cat and nap for a bit, but then can I take a bath?'

He nodded. 'You're more than welcome, Autumn-san, and yeah sure, that's fine, come find me later and I'll set things up for you.'

'Thank you~' I sang. 'I'll see you guys later. I am the jetlagged.' With that, I gave them a little wave and closed my door and then chuckled as I could hear Viktor complaining on their way back down the stairs.

I then, like the twenty four year old I was, star fished upon my bed. A smile passed across my face. What on earth have I gotten myself into this time round, huh?

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