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His mother became an alcoholist when Yurij became five, and he barely saw her. When he did, she was sober though, showing only love. It hurt him a lot when she passed away because of her alcoholism. He became even more reserved, afraid to lose the people around him. Especially his grandfather who was the other person who loved him. His father hated him, because he never actually married his mother. He was born from an affair. Unwanted. He was the reason his father left his mother soon after she concieved and never really cared for them. He left, married a rich woman, who already had a daughter of 17. This drove his mother to ease her pain with alcohol and drugs. She was barely at home and never worked. His grandfather was a lawyer for a long time, so they lived from his saved up money and occasionally - and as Yurij grew, more frequently - they lived from the money Yurij won on his figureskating competitions. This is the major reason why he wants to win no matter what. And this is also the reason why since he became famous his father wanted to take custody of him. Because of money. Not because of the 'love for his son'. He started pestering his grandfather two weeks after his mother had died, that was a year ago. He never stopped trying to persuade his grandfather which made Yurij and gyiedushka have a stressful life. Thankfully, his grandfather never let his father win. But now that he is uncoscious his father could very well win the lawsuit against Viktor and Yuuri. And he really didn't want that. He didn't want to live with an unloving father, a bossy step-mother and even more bossy step-sister (not like he couldn't protect himself, but it would be bitter to live in an unloving family). He'd much rather live with Viktor and Yuuri, to be honest.

"He will be fine, Yura," Yuuri suddenly said putting a hand on the teen's shoulder. They had been sitting in silent next to Yurij's unmoving grandfather for at least 15 minutes now. "And I won't let your father lay a finger on you," He added determined.

"And how will you do that," The Russian teen huffed, bitterness dripping from his voice. "My father will get whatever he wants. Especially if gyiedushka is unconscious. Untill now he protected me from getting into my father's grasp."

"We will do everything to get you safe from that man. I promise," Yuuri said. "Viktor especially," He added.

"He doesn't care about me. All he cares about is you and himself," Yurij spat.

"Oh, on the contrary. He cares for you a lot. In fact I remember how much he cheered for you on your Agape performance along with me, yesterday evening," Yuuri reminded the teen that they pretty much behaved like supportive parents.

"... True," The cat-lover teen muttered, slight pink playing on his cheeks as he turned away, making Yuuri smile.

"I wonder what's up with Makkachin. It has been more than an hour since I called Viktor," The Japanese suddenly said, thinking aloud.

"Speak of the devil and he shall appear - or call in our case," Yurij said and pointed at the older's phone that started buzzing, Viktor's contact on display. Surprised Yuuri picked it up and put it on loudspeaker.

"Yuuri! Makkachin is fine! We're at home now. I'll sleep and tomorrow I'll be coming back to Russia!" Viktor's happy and exhausted voice came from the phone.

"That's great!-"

"How is Yurij? His grandfather? His father was there as I suspected, wasn't he?" Viktor interrupted asking urgently, genuinly concerned. "You did keep Yurij safe in that case, didn't you?" Yuuri gave a pointed look at Yurij, his eyes clearly saying 'Ah noo, he doesn't care for you at all' and the teen just huffed, irritated.

"He was here," Yurij answered rolling his eyes. "And yes Yuuri declared he wanted to adopt me along with you."

"Oh. Well, that's perfect!" Viktor chimmed happily, making Yurij cringe and huff. "We will be trying our best to be good parents! Oh, and how is your gyiedushka?"

"Unconscious, though not dying anymore," The blonde teen answered.

"They said he might be unconscious for a few weeks, but expect him to recover in two months at most," Yuuri explained.

"That's good, I'm glad to hear that. What about Yurij's father?" Viktor asked worriedly.

"He wants to take me into custody while gyiedushka is unconsious," Said son replied. "Then Yuuri declared that the two of you will adopt me, and father said he will bring this matter to court."

"And we will win the lawsuit, don't worry!" Viktor cheered, determined.

"Yeah, sure," Yurij huffed, sarcasm clear in his voice.

"Hey~! A little trust in your knew father!" Viktor whined.

"More like annoying babysitter," The young Russian snapped, making the two older chuckle. "And don't expect me to call the two of you 'papa' and 'papochka'."

"We won't, don't worry," Yuuri smiled fondly, ruffling the soft blond hair of the teen, who just glared back.

"Anyway, I'm hanging up now, I'm dead tired and I have my flight early in the morning, so I'll be there tomorrow evening. We will address the court after I have arrived, okay?"

"Yeees," The Yuris replied in unison, making the oldest male chuckle and after brief goodbyes they hung up. Viktor immediately went to sleep next to Makkachin and the two Yuris stayed in the hostpital untill visiting time was over. Then they both went back into the hotel and after dinner they again fell asleep on the couch next to each other.

The next morning Viktor made sure to light the incense on Vicchan's altar and thank the dog's soul and God that Makkachin was safe. Then he made sure to pay enough money to the three doctors and along with Hiroko, offered a free weekend in the inn and the onsen for them and their families. Then he packed up again, and off he went back to Moscow. He slept through most of his trip, and was woken up by a stewardess once the plane had landed.

"Sir, we are in Moscow, please wake up," The woman said, shaking him gently. He yawned, stretching his limbs as he got up.

"Thank you, do you by any chance know a lawyer who might help us win an adoption lawsuit?" Viktor asked as he took off his backpack from the cabin.

"Why yes, my brother is a lawyer," She replied with a small smile. "He has won many similar cases, so I think he will be of great help."

"Perftect!" The skater exclaimed. "Mind giving me his contact, please? It's really urgent!"

"Sure," The stewardess then wrote the number of her brother on Viktor's hand, who once he had gotten off the plane, added it to his contacts. He then took a cab to the hospital - after he had put down his luggage in the hotel - where the Yuris were sitting next to the unconscious grandfather, talking with a doctor. Upon his entrance the three of them looked at him, questioning - the Yuris of course happy to see him.

"I got a lawyer for us!" He announced cheerully.