I just want to clear up a misunderstanding. I did not draw the Mafia Comic. I wish I did but I didn't. Crimson-chains from tumblr did. And they gave me permission to write my own adaption based on this.

Ever since Yuri Plisetsky was eleven he learned two things.

The Pakhan was always right, he must be respected and obeyed.

His word is law and what he says goes.

All that was flushed down the toilet when he heard what his boss told him what he did that day.

"You're going to seduce a cop!?" of all the things Viktor has done over the years, this was the craziest and the dumbest, "What the hell is wrong with you? Chasing after some pig?!"

The man stood there smiling at the young man's tirade, "You wouldn't be saying that if you saw him. He's an angel~"

"You do realize you're a mafia boss, yes?"

"Yup!" Viktor said with a southern accent.

"Have you told him?" Yuri was wondering if it was too late to beg the original Pakhan to come back.

"Nope!"

Yuri sighed and asked another question, "What in the world are you planning?"

Was Viktor thinking of a plan to get the police out of their business?"

The man chuckled and took a drink from his glass, "Planning huh?"

He put the glass down, "I don't even know anymore."

With a sigh, Viktor shook his head to show that he was dropping the subject, "Let's forget about that, you said the money is a little light?"

"Oh, yeah," Yuri regained his senses and gave the boss the envelope, "The Nishigoris just had triplets so they can't pay full this month."

Now a normal mafia boss would have been furious that his… 'customers' did not give the money in full but Viktor was not mad, he was ecstatic.

His ice blue eyes sparkled and his face lit up in pure joy, "Oh my gooosh! Triplets!"

He knew that Mrs. Nishigori was pregnant but he thought she was going to give birth to a big baby since her husband was a bit of large man.

"Triplets…" He said, still in bliss, "I should get them a little something."

"Also," The tone of Yuri's voice changed and Viktor knew very well that this was no time to act like himself.

"Apparently, some guys from JJ's gang have been hanging around lately," The younger man said with his finger pointing towards the window, it was Viktor's territory, "They've been causing trouble for the local businesses."

Viktor smiled as his silver hair fell over his closed eyes, he was silent. Very silent.

"… Is that so?"

Once he opened his eyes, the gentle carefree spark was gone. And a murderous glaze was over them.

"We'll have to fix that," His Russian-Texan accent was thick.

He walked by Yuri as he went to the liquor cabinet, "Round up the family, we need to discuss this."

"Sorry," The blonde said with shrugged shoulders, "You're on your own for this one right now."

Viktor stopped dead in his tracks, holding a bottle of vodka he would share only to his siblings.

"Come again?"

Yuri deadpanned, "Mila and Katya are out having fun and Georgi is chasing after some slut he meet online. The girl will help you when they're done but Georgi…"

And that was when the Mafia boss face palmed, he loved his brother dearly but there were times he wanted to smash a brandy bottle on his head.

"Fine but tell them later that I called a meeting. You're free to go."

Yuri nodded and began to make his way to the elevator door.

"Oh right!" Viktor exclaimed loudly, he called out to the man, "The cop's name is also Yuuri! From now on you will be called Yurio!"

He watched as the errand boys face turned to shock and rage just before the doors closed.

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I like to think that Viktor and his siblings work together to secure their territory that's why they are so elusive hehe.