Author's Note: Life and love. Love and life. Note that some of the scenes in this story (as in the whole story) are fucking impossible in real life but since this is fictional, let's just imagine and laugh. Let's go!

Miwaku: I don't own Yuri! On Ice. (FF, you're so picky about the exclamation points)

WARNING (more like surprise): There will be animals talking (like legit talking) to each other and they could understand one another. Humans can only hear them as animal sounds. And I know all of us love the animals in YOI.

Chapter 2

Yurio guided Makkachin and Diana to the reception desk where a young nurse was doing some paperwork. "I need details about the dog Viktor Nikiforov and Yuuri Katsuki brought here earlier."

"What is your relationship with them?" The nurse asked and pushed up the eyeglasses on her face.

"Um...they're my coaches."

"So you're not a relative. Or a family member."

"Oh come on!" Yurio groaned and slapped his hand down the desk, making the nurse jump. "Do you not know me? And the mutt?"

The nurse looked down and her eyes widened after seeing the brown poodle. "That's the viral Makkachin Rescue Dog! Are you the owner?"

"No, I'm not but he's Viktor's. Can we please just get a move on?"

"Well, they seem healthy enough and if he trusted you with his dog, then you deserve to know some details. The apricot standard poodle that was brought in earlier is still being checked on by the veterinarian so I will suggest that you go wait in the waiting room."

"Are you fucking serious?! I wasted time talking about nothing and that's the only thing you're gonna say?! Bull-!"

Makkachin barked loudly and began dragging Yurio through his clothes using his teeth. Diana, in the meantime, jumped on the blonde teen's shoulders to stop the swearing.

The nurse could only stare weirdly at the scene before disregarding it as one of her crazy illusions and decided on getting some coffee.

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"Yurio!" Yuuri stood up to meet the blonde teen halfway. "You actually came here?"

"It's because your damn dog was being annoying!"

"Oh Makkachin! Have you been a good boy to Yurio?" Viktor cooed as he hugged the brown poodle close to him.

"Oh hell no! He's been slobbering me since you left him to me!"

"But really, you didn't have to come here." Yuuri smiled and patted Yurio's shoulder. "Thank you for being a good friend."

Yurio blinked, blushed, and swatted away the hand. "Shut up." His cat only curled up in between his legs. He carried her up and stomped his way to a seat a bit far from where Viktor and Makkachin were being idiots. "And stop being embarrassing, damn it!"

"Alright, love, calm down." Yuuri chuckled and removed Makkachin to place him on both of their laps.

"But lyubov moya..."

"Love..."

"Ugh, disgusting. Get a room!"

"Yurio, manners!"

"Shut up, Viktor!"

"Excuse me but please no shouting in the clinic." An old man in a white coat admonished with a smile.

"We're very sorry, Doctor." Yuuri bowed his head a bit.

"How is she, Doc?" Viktor asked immediately in seriousness. Yurio also looked at the old man. Makkachin raised his head up to listen in the conversation.

"She is very malnourished and her body hadn't taken any food for a few days. She was actually on the brink of death if not for you two."

"Actually, it was Makkachin who took her to us then we took her here." Yuuri said with a proud smile.

"Well, that's amazing, Makkachin. Good boy." The old man patted the brown poodle on the head, earning him a happy bark as if saying, 'I'm better than a good boy'. At Yurio's lap, Diana rolled her eyes in exasperation.

"But she's gonna be alright?" Viktor asked worriedly. Poodles have always been his soft spot for many years in his life. He had lots of poodles that always died an early death however, when he got Makkachin who grew up to be so healthy and happy, it made him ecstatic. He did not want a poodle to die when he could have done something.

"Yes, she has to recuperate here in the clinic for a week with the proper medication and diet. When she becomes healthier and ready to go after a week, I can discharge her." Then, the veterinarian frowned. "However, there is the issue that this dog has no owner since she does not have any collar or other signs of having an owner. We cannot let her stay here forever. Somebody should be ready to adopt her or we would be forced to place her in the dog pound."

Makkachin gasped at that. 'No, not the dog pound!' He leapt off his owners' laps suddenly and started barking loudly. 'Understand me, Viktor, Yuuri! Do not place her in the dog pound! She'll get hurt and feel lonely and it will be horrible!'

Viktor felt himself tear up as he watched his dog bark. "Oh Makkachin." He did not expect the brown poodle to be so...angry at the idea of the dog pound. It made him so proud and happy that his dog cared so much. He then turned to Yuuri. "Lyubov moya..."

"Love...Viktor..." Yuuri wiped off the small tears that leaked out of the corners of the bright blue eyes. "Are you sure about this?"

"Yuuri, please." Viktor held on to the black-haired man's hands. "We can't let her be taken to the dog pound. It's just so wrong."

"Oh Viktor, she is a huge responsibility. Can we take care of her?"

"With the two of us, Makkachin, Yurio and his cat, and all of our other friends and family, we can take care of her! We will love her and cherish her. We will not hurt her or starve her. Only good things for her!"

Makkachin barked in agreement at that. 'That's my owner!'

Yuuri then smiled widely. "Okay then. We'll adopt her."

"Is that your final decision?" The old man asked, already knowing the answer.

"Yes!" Viktor and Yuuri said at the same time and they hugged tightly. Makkachin bounced towards them and licked their faces in gratitude for saving her.

"Alright then. I have some other appointments right now." The veterinarian checked his watch. "Visiting hours are 8:00 AM to 5:00 PM and since it's late, you'll have to come back tomorrow to visit her. It will not be advisable to bring food as gifts so stick to nothing or at least, toys. Congratulations on your new dog, Mr. Nikiforov and Mr. Katsuki."

"Oh my, it's really sinking in. We're going to have another poodle!" Yuuri exclaimed. His mind was already making plans on how they will take care of the new dog.

"Ugh, now there are two dogs that are going to slobber us." Yurio groaned but the shine in his eyes betrayed him.

Diana huffed but she was smiling a bit. "Well damn, Makkachin. You sure know your ways with your owners."

"Of course I do." Makkachin barked out a laugh. "I'm not a 'good boy' for nothing."

Diana laughed out loud at that but to the humans, she only looked like she was meowing a lot which made Yurio automatically rub her chin. 'Oh yeah, that's great.'

"What should we name her?" Viktor asked, tapping a finger on his lips.

Yurio smirked. "You should name her 'Aprichin' or something like that." When there was a short silence, it made him nervous. "Hey, it was just a joke, damn it!"

"I don't care! I love it!" Viktor's blue eyes were practically sparkling and his mouth formed that familiar heart-shaped smile. "Oh Yurio, I knew you cared!"

"Shut up! It was just a joke!"

"It's an apt name for her because she's an apricot standard poodle and she's like twinning with Makkachin." Yuuri smiled and patted the brown poodle on the head.

'This is so amazing!' Makkachin barked happily and his owners laughed at his excitement. 'I'm so excited to have her in the family! Aprichin!'

"Wait, you're seriously naming her that?!" Yurio shrieked at the sight of Viktor typing the name on the small text box in Twitted. "Oh my god, you're fucking serious!" He felt his phone vibrate and he knew it was probably Beka asking about Viktor's new tweet:

Welcome to the family, Aprichin! Also, thank you, darling Yurio, for naming her! *with heart emojis and tagging Yuuri and Yurio*

"What the fuck?! You didn't have to put that in!" Yurio could already see his fans 'Yuri Angels' forming all sorts of tweets.

"It's good for publicity!" Viktor winked.

"Hell no!"

"I'm going to post a tweet, too." Yuuri laughed as he typed in:

Who is Aprichin? Secret~~ *winking emoji*

"You're just as bad as Viktor, Katsudon!"

"At least I don't post anything new every hour...unlike you two."

"Lyubov moya!"

"Katsudon!"

A security guard cleared his throat, stopping the conversation. "You three are too noisy. I will have to lead you out of here."

"We're so sorry, sir!"

"Sorry!"

"Ugh, I don't know these two."

Nonetheless, they stood up and with one last look at the door where Aprichin was recuperating, they got out to return to the rink. Makkachin and Diana could only snicker quietly at the happenings.

TO BE CONTINUED

Author's Note: Aprichin = Apricot + 'chin' from Makkachin. Oh Yurio, you smol angery cat. Everybody loves you (especially your Beka *giggles*). Love this! Support this!

Expect in the next chapter: New Family, Bonding, Kawaii

See you next time!