A/N :

To sayuuki5, Baemaxxy, Eah, unknownher, heartnettrain23 and Guest : Thank you for your time to write the reviews. It may short but it means a lot. And who could have thought this serie has a lot of silent fans~

Anyways, I wanted to make Yuuki-Yuri relationship one like siblings, but also implied romance. So bear with me all the crude puns (intended and not intended) as well as Ivan-Yuri bonds.

With that said, enjoy~ And have an enjoyable summer break!

Flashback

"How's your vacation?" Yuri asked Yuuki during one of their afternoon tea in the greenhouse. She just got back from spending her days with her father and her twin at Japan.

Yuuki poured milk into her tea and put two cubes of sugar after that. She stirred her tea graciously as how she was taught all these years. "Not bad. I made friends."

Yuri gave her a sly smile while admiring the tulips. "FriendS or friend?" He pressed hard on the plural word, which earned him Yuuki's pout. "I knew it."

Yuuki sighed. "I hate when you did that."

"Do what?"

"Reading me like a book."

Yuri rubbed the cup handle with a mysterious smile. "I prefer sports over reading."

Yuuki looked at the older boy. She was five, Yuri was 12. "It's not bad having you as my fiancee."

"Why?"

"It's always a one-way communication with everyone in the Ivankof Household. Either it's the grandfather giving orders to me, or me giving orders to the servants. It's boring."

"Fufufufu~" There it was again with evil laugh. "My dear Yuuki. You are naive. But I can't blame you since you're still young."

Yuuki puffed up her cheeks. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't throw this cup at your face."

"Because I'll catch it, and you're not going to like the consequences."

End flashback

Yuuki woke up with her arm covering her eyes. She was dreaming about her past. She did throw the cup at Yuri, and he did catch it. As well as she didn't like the consequence – having Madame Liz, her tutor on lady etiquette slammed the textbook on her about manners for fortnight.

"Bad dream?" Yuri's voice jolted her up. Yuuki's eyes widen and Yuri was leaning against the wall with sports magazine in his hand. "It's amazing how you lived well in this place when the lock is easy to pick."

Yuuki threw her bolster at Yuri, who didn't even bother to dodge and hit him at the torso. "Normal people don't have the hobby to lock pick." Then she sighed. "But you're not normal."

"How mean, Yuuki. I have one handsome face, two eyes and a nose, with a lips to charm you with my smile and you tell me, I'm not normal?" Yuri faked a sad tone. "This is what I get after 10 hours of flight to meet my runaway fiancee."

Yuuki got up from her bed and walked towards Yuri calmly. Carefully placing her steps, a sudden roundhouse kick was stopped by Yuri using his left hand. "And a kick as welcome gesture. How ladylike, Yuuki." He threw her leg away and hit her head with the rolled magazine. "Get ready." Yuuki made a confused face. "We're going on a date."

At his point, Yuuki really wanted to bury her face into the ground. Or just burn Yuri to ashes. Whichever's fine at this point.

"You bring me to cabaret bar!?" She gritted her teeth, trying to hold her obvious anger without attracting too much attention.

But it's no use.

Yuri's too good-looking for that.

"Why not?" Yuri asked innocently. "I've always wanted to see a geisha in action."

And here Yuuki thought Aomine was the dumbest of them all. Turned out there's another one that's in the Dumb and Dumber club.

"I'm a high school student, for God's sake! Do you have any idea what kind of trouble I'll be in?!" Just imagine Generation of Miracles' faces when they got the news she got expelled cause she went into cabaret bar in broad daylight!

"It's fine. I got your back." Yuri winked confidently and dragged her in.

Got your back, my ass.

"WHY THE HELL ARE YOU HIDING WITH ME?!" She couldn't contain her anger anymore. Yuuki exploded like a volcano in the back alley, under a broken table.

"Cause it's so much fun~ It feels like we're hiding from our family all over again."

Yuuki headbutted Yuri. "Entered the bar is one thing, being underage is another, and now got chased by police and hiding with you?!" Oh God. Yuri was right. This felt nostalgic whenever they were breaking rules back in Russia and their families got wind of it.

"So..." Yuri became serious. "Do you want me to snap their neck? Or make them disappear mysteriously?" He said with a straight face. "Because I can do that easily."

Yuuki let out a sigh. She buried her face between her knees, trying to cool her head. "Just shut up, Yuri."

A smile formed on Yuri's face. He rested his head on her shoulder. "I miss you, too." And this time, he truly meant it.

Back at his hotel room, Ivan was waiting with curiosity omitted from every pores of his body. "Having fun, young master?"

Yuri took off his shirt and threw it at Ivan, which the latter caught and folded it for laundry later. "I didn't expect Yuuki to be this interesting. If I'd known, I'll chase her out of Russia earlier."

Ivan smiled. "Make you wonder what kind of group she hangs out with, isn't it?"

Yuri licked his bottom lips. "Have you gotten any info on them?"

Ivan pulled out his black notebook from the pocket of this tailcoat and opened it. "The one that attend Seirin along Yuuki-sama is Kuroko Tetsuya. He's the phantom of Teikou's Middle School. Currently partnered with Kagami Taiga, who's really good at jumping."

"Blah blah blah. Just tell me who's the strongest of them all." Yuri laid flat on his back, too tired to listen to all that crap.

"That's really subjective. They all got their own strength. Hence, they're called the GENERATION OF MIRACLES. Not CHILD OF MIRACLE." Ivan stated sarcastically.

Yuri got up, eyeing his childhood friend. "Surely amongst them, one stands out the most."

"That would be Kuroko. His team beat the rest in Winter Cup."

"Are you being sarcastic with me?"

Ivan chuckled lowly. "Your definition of strong is too subjective, young master."

Yuri waved his hand in surrender. "Continue then."

"Kise Ryota, the copycat. He plays for Kaijou High. Midorima Sintarou, the accurate shooter. It was said that he can shoot from across the court with precision. He attends Shuutoku High. The one that you beat on the first day you're here, is Aomine Daiki."

"It was undecided, Ivan." The match ended because it was raining and Yuri was leading the score.

"If you say so." He shrugged it off and continued. "Aomine Daiki is the ace and well, you fought him. Details are irrelevant now."

"I really love you when you got me so well." And the black notebook landed on Yuri's stomach. "What was that for?"

"I'd prefer beautiful ladies compared to a blockhead like you."

"So mean." Yuri read the notes himself. "Aomine goes to Touo Academy, huh?" He flipped the next page. "Murasakibara Atsushi. WOW! Two metres?! I wonder if his height is proportional to his di-" Yuri didn't get to finish his sentence because Ivan looked like he was ready to strangle him now. "You know you and I have it too..."

"Maybe I'll join Yuuki-sama to prepare molotov for you."

"You're scary." Yuri brushed off the bickers and continued to the last person on the list. "Akashi Seijurou? He sounded familiar."

"Because Akashi is one of the most influential name in Japan. They're a gigantic corp when it comes down to business – you named it, they got it all."

"And his son is the prodigy trained to succeed the empire?~ Reminded you of certain someone, no?" No wonder Yuuki's grandfather didn't mind his precious heir running off.

Ivan took back his notebook and kept it where it was originally. "Yosen High's at Akita and Rakuzan's at Kyoto."

Yuri sighed. "That's far. Maybe I'll start with the closest one first."

"And where would that be?"

Yuri just smirked, not revealing his target. Instead, he replied with another question. "Oh by the way, do you think I could pass as a high school student?"