The next day Phichit and Yuuri had been planning to spend the morning with Viktor and Chris and then send them on their way a couple hours before the show – but the older duo decided to leave first thing in the morning.

"It's okay," Viktor grinned as he followed Chris out of the door. "We just have something we need to do and we'll see you later."

"Since when do you run errands on your own?" Yuuri asked.

"And since when did Chris have business in Saint Petersburg?" Phichit asked. "Chris, you don't even live here."

"I'm accompanying Coach Viktor because he doesn't run errands on his own," Chris replied with a wink.

The younger skaters were left dumbfounded as their partners gave them kisses before hurrying out the door. They looked at each other and wondered what the hell was going on. Yeah, Viktor and Chris had been acting a little suspicious, but nothing that said that Phichit and Yuuri were going to be cut out of the loop like that.

"What the fuck?" Phichit whispered as he turned away from the door.

"They're going to investigate something," Yuuri stated as he headed in the direction of the studio. "Iit's good, it gives us time to polish things up – because they aren't going to find anything."

Phichit nodded in agreement. They hadn't left any trails to follow, because honestly, they weren't doing anything bad.

They started stretching and doing minor practices – going over moves and transitions that they had troubles with. Everything was going fine and peachy until Yuuri's phone started to ring through the speakers.

He rushed over to answer.

"Hello?" Yuuri asked into the phone.

"Yuuri," the voice of the woman from yesterday rang through the phone. She sounded pissed in a way that only a female Russian could.

"Yes Svetlana?" Yuuri responded, completely unsure of what trouble he had gotten into.

"You used the joint account Kobuta- chan," she hissed into the phone.

"I could have sworn that I didn't" Yuuri mumbled back.

"Then why is he yelling at one of my girls demanding to know what you bought yesterday?"

Phichit watched as Yuuri's face went blank. So that was why they were in a rush to leave in the morning – they had a lead, and that lead was to a sex shop.

"Please tell me they think we were buying kinky stuff for them?" Phichit pleaded a little louder than intended.

"Oh, Mr. Chulanont, they have no fucking clue about anything and are making fools of themselves in front of my girls. Mr. Nikivorov came in with sunglasses and a black trench coat on – where he got that tacky thing I don't even want to know. I think he thinks he plays a good detective, but he is no match for me." Svetlana then laughed a little and told the boys that she would handle things and she would see them at four.

"Why is she seeing us at four?" Phichit asked Yuuri as soon as the phone call ended.

"To help," Yuuri said sheepishly.

"To help with what?" Phichit demanded.

"Okay, okay - so I do this a lot," Yuuri blurted out. "I put on surprise shows for Viktor and Svetlana helps get me into makeup and answers the door so that my costume can stay a surprise, and she films everything so that Viktor can enjoy the full show. She even edits out little bits for Viktor to post on Instagram – though he never does."

"Too much information," Phichit stated as he went back to stretching.

Things continued to go smoothly, though their boys weren't home yet. Four o'clock came around and Svetlana showed up. She had a full arsenal of make up with her and was wearing a dress coat and itv appeared that that was it.

"So how long did it take for them to calm down?" Yuuri asked as the Russian woman set her things down on the kitchen island.

"You know Vitya. I Showed up and he started shaking in his boots. I ask problem, and he explained. Apparently, he has thought in head that Chulanont and Giacometi will be married. This had better not be proposal," she glared at the two boys in front of her. "I no do proposal, they make me cry."

"Viktor," Yuuri laughed.

"What's so funny?" Phichit demanded. "Now Chris thinks I'm going to propose and he's gong to be so disappointed."

"You don't know, do you?" Yuuri chuckled.

"Know what?"

"Viktor and Chris have a bet going about who's going to get married first. They've had the bet for years now, longer than you or I have been around. I think they're just desperate to see the other happy – but it's almost become an obsession to the both of them. They're rooting for the other to win, though they would never admit it to the other."

"I don't know if that makes it better or worse," Phichit sighed.

Svetlana went to work on the boys and the process took forever. She painted their nails and caked the make up on their faces so thick that Phichit was sure that it would take a river to wash it all off. Though when he looked in the mirror, he had to admit that he looked incredibly sexy.

At ten to six the two skaters were in the studio waiting in complete dark. Svetlana had come to check up on them after she got dressed in her outfit too.

"What, you didn't expect me to spend all of that time and not look amazing too?" she grinned just as the doorbell rang.

"Does Viktor not have a key?" Phichit asked in confusion.

"Nope," Svetlana said as she dangled a couple of familiar looking key chains behind her as she walked out of the room. "I return them later."