They had finished with training that day and as promised Yuuri had taken Viktor with them to buy groceries. Yura didn't complain as much as they expected, it seems that the Ice Tiger had grown to respect the older Russian after seeing what a good skater he was. Much to the Japanese's embarrassment the brand 'Angel ou Demon' is starting to begin popular in Russia. And billboards of the last photoshoot were starting to appear around the city. Which brings the trio to the situation they are in right now.

They were getting out of St Petersburg station when a lot of girls began looking their way, while giggling. At first they thought they were looking at Viktor, he was Russia's local hero after all. But when Yura suddenly stopped walking and kept staring at the same place with eyes wide open in awe, open-mouthed, they saw the real reason behind the giggles.

Right outside the station, there was a huge billboard. On one side there was the picture of Yuuri hugging a bunch of roses, with the word 'ANGEL' printed on white at the bottom (I know that on the picture it says EROS, sorry). On the other side, there was Zero showing his lion tattoo on the back, with the word 'DEMON' printed on black at the top. Between both photos it was written in block white letters 'ANGEL OR DEMON, WHAT IS YOUR CHOICE?' with a black background, and underneath that 'Coming soon' in italics.

"Wow! Yuuri~ You look so beautiful!" Viktor exclaimed, captivated by how beautiful his little piglet looked.

"Oh, Kami! I didn't know it reached Russia?!" the Japanse gasped, still not believing it.

Soon they were surrounded by girls, asking them for photos and autographs. Yuuri wanted to get the hell away from there, he always hated being the center of attention and surrounded by noisy fans. However, Viktor grabbed him by the waist and whispered in his ear- smile never leaving his face: "I know you feel awkward in this kind of situations, but fans are very important for a public figure. They are the ones that buy our merchandise and support us through our careers. Look closer and you'll notice their energy, which they practically pass to us. Just... try"

Yuuri wanted to refuse, but then thought about it. He Is Viktor's fan, how would have him felt if his idol had ignored him. What would have happened if he had ignored Yura? Who is his fan. So, Yuuri stayed and greeted his fans. He still felt uncomfortable because for him he didn't deserve to be looked up to... but if he could inspire people- like Viktor inspired him- then he had no right to protest.

When the hoard of fans finally left they resumed towards their original objective, Yuuri with a new found energy- just like Viktor had told him. Until, they noticed the strange glimmer in Yura's eyes. The Japanese suddenly felt horrible, the whole situation must have been stressful to his little ice tiger. And instead of putting him first, he enjoyed the feeling of being loved by his fans. However, his train of bad thoughts was put to rest when Yura turned towards him with awe and determination clear on his eyes, and said:

"One day I want to be like you. I'll skate on the same ice as you, I'll get all of your gold medals and I'll be on that same billboard. Just wait! I'll make you proud!"

Both older skaters such stared at this little boy, amazed and rethought a lot of things about their lives. A situation like this, which was so normal in their lives, made such an impact in someone's life. Enough impact that they helped someone decide their path in life, that they gave them the inspiration to work hard to make their dreams come true. Both skaters felt ashamed for how little thought they put on their fans. Viktor might not brush them off like Yuuri does out of embarrassment, but he does dismiss and forget them as soon as they are out of sight.

Looking into those shinning emeralds, that the beautiful boy has as eyes, they swore to themselves that from now on they would take into account their fans and give them the importance they deserve.

"I know you will, my Ice Tiger" replied Yuuri, almost in tears at hearing that the one he sees like a son wants to be like him in a future. Plain and simple Yuuri Katsuki, who would have imagined? "But, I am already so proud of you"

Those words had the blond Russian on the edge of crying. He had never had a dad before to praise him and be proud of him, he was never important to his mother either. So, having his idol, his role model, saying that he was proud of him and that he knew he would one day be better than him... Yura had never been happier.

He jumped into Yuuri's opened arms and let the older skater carry him the rest of the way towards the market- not carrying that he was acting like a kid. He simply basked into the warmth and love that the Japanese radiated. Viktor didn't know if it tore them apart out of jealousy, or to coo at the sweet scene in front of him.

When they reached the market the took a trolley and placed Yura on it, Yuuri even gave him his phone so he would be entertained until they finish shopping. At first the boy was angry at being dismissed and made a tantrum, but once he noticed that he couldn't follow up with the conversation the older skaters were having in English he gave up and opened a game app to play.

"He is a handful" commented Viktor, gazing down at Yura.

There was no malice in his voice but a bit of fondness, so Yuuri didn't take it as an insult and replied: "But worth it"

"I didn't know you were into modelling? It just doesn't seem to be your style" continued the Ice King "I know that you used to be Canon's face, because of how popular your YouTube page is- especially your travel journals. However, this is the first time I see you being a face of a clothes brand"

"It isn't my usual style... but it is kind of meaningful for me and my big brother. He was the one on the image that had 'DEMON' written at the top" replied Yuuri.

"You have a big brother?" asked the Russian, surprised at the revelation.

"Yes, Zero Katsuki. He is a hockey player, here at St. Petersburg. He'll become the team's captain next season for what I've heard" answered the Japanese.

"That's incredible!" exclaimed Viktor "Now that I remember, it was all over the news at one moment. This genius Japanese player that was recruited by Russia and was dating the heir of one of Russia's richest men. Are we talking about the same man?" at Yuuri's nod, Viktor whistled "Damn it! The Katsukis breed monsters!"

Japan's Angel threw his head backwards and laughed at that, making many stop and stare at the beautiful sound. When his two Russian companions noticed it, they sent deadly glares at the voyeurs- who hurried to rush away. Yura stared up at the annoying man that wants to take his future papa away and began to think that he can't be so bad if he is helping him to keep the creeps away from his family's angel.

I withdraw what I said, thought Yura as he watched as the old man threw himself at his idol for one of his bothersome bear hugs. What annoys him the most is how the other Yuuri seems used to it already, as if it were a normal thing.

"Yuuri~, what are your future plans?" Viktor asked the younger skater, already scheming.

"What do you mean?" Yuuri replied distracted, as he placed a few things on the trolley.

"I mean, your endorsement deal with Canon was only for last season and if that brand of clothes is already placing billboards all around the city that your duties with them are over. So, what do you plan to do next? Raising a kid is expensive, specially if you are the only sponsor he has for figure skating- which is expensive on it's own. You surely are thinking of future deals with other brands. I was thinking that it would be nice if we both model toge..." whatever Viktor had to say, was cut short by Yuuri- who still was only paying half attention to the conversation as he searched for the stuff he needs to prepare dinner.

"I didn't really finish my duties with 'Angel ou Demon'. I did all me interviews and the photoshoots that I had on my own, but there's still the photos that I have to take with my aniki. Not to mention the fashion show in Tokyo after Nationals this season. Lucky for me, I will have enough time before Worlds. Also, the deal I have with them is for three seasons- which means the rest of my high-school life. Not to mention that I used to be a very famous world known dancer and have more than enough money to support both of us for a long while without any need of making deals with brands. Though I will take some extra time in Tokyo this season after the fashion show for a small photoshoot and some interviews. You see, in Japan each year they chose a famous face to promote the festivals around the country (A/N: This is an invention of mine, not real at all). I always wanted to become so popular that they would chose me to be the Festivals' Face, so when they contacted me I was so happy. I'm planning to take Yura with me and show him my culture for a change" Yuuri didn't even notice that he had just broken Viktor's delicate and dramatic heart.

Yura did, and he was so proud of his idol- smiling victorious at his rival for Yuuri's attention.

When the Japanese finally looked away from the products and turned to face his idol, he began to panic not understanding what had just happened. You could practically see Viktor with poodle ears, down in clear sign of distress and teary. Sniffing like a dog that had been kicked by his owner. A very comical scene if one understood what the heck was going on.

"I wanted to model with you~!" whined Viktor, pitifully and ridiculously if you asked Yura, before throwing himself towards Yuuri- who barely caught him.

The Japanese began to feel embarrassed at the scene they were creating, though, the older skater didn't even notice, used to being the center of attention and to being so dramatic.

"Ok, ok! I promise I'll model with you! I'll reserve next season's endorsement deal for you! Only if you find a brand that would want both of us" Yuuri tried to comfort the Russian, starting to believe that he was in charge of two kid not one.

"You promise?" Viktor asked, finally taking his face from the younger's ches, looing up with puppy eyes filled with hope.

"I promise"

"Yeah~!" the oldest of the trio pumped his fist in the air, a sign of victory. While the youngest was scowling and the one in the middle asked his kami if he did something wrong to be left in charge of these handful kids.