Chapter 10 (Foot Steps)
Knowledge and interest being passed on.
It was mid-afternoon and young Yuri woke from his nap. He had been dreaming of being a grown-up and those dreams left him with questions. Getting out of his bed, he began to hunt for Yuuri because he needed to check on some things. "Mamochka?" called the little boy as he knuckled the sleep from his eyes.
Coming into the hallway from the study Yuuri responded, "Yes, Yuri?" He picked the youngster up and carried him to the couch.
"Is it fun being a skater?" the little boy asked.
"Of course, I get to meet other people and do what I love to do, make people happy with what I dance and show them how I feel by the way of my movements and the meaning of the dance. You may not understand yet but you will when you get a little older," pulling Yuri to his lap and feathering the bangs from the child's face.
"Are people nice to you. Are they friendly?" Yuri looks a little afraid of the answer.
"Of course, they are! They are very good to me and we have fun," assured Yuuri, hugging the smaller body close.
"Mamochka? I want to be a Danseur and skater," the blonde declared. Yuuri looked shocked (and more than a little happy).
"I don't want to be Papochka. His friends are scary. Sometimes they have scars on their face or creepy mustaches. Mostly they have guns. They scare me when they talk. Their laughing doesn't sound nice at all," he pouted, "Can I be friends with your friends?" Yuri soothed Yuuri by rubbing his back. Taking in some breath, the blond continued, "aaaaaaaand Papochka gets unhappy about so much work. I don't like it when he has to leave so much. I get lonely when he's gone."
"Oh, detka! I will be glad for you to meet my friends when they visit, alright? I'll take you with me when I go to other countries to compete, it will do good for you. It should be an adventure for us both," mused the Omega as he began to ponder all the possibilities.
"Really?" Yuri looked a bit worried.
"If you're a good boy, but we have to talk this over with Papochka. He loves you, too," stated Yuuri as he kissed the child's forehead.
Young Yuri stood up and demanded, "Marry Papochka quick!" Yuuri was delighted with the child taking charge and ordering life to suit him.
Yuuri entertained the boy with funny selfies on his mobile of his skating friends. Yuri got even more excited.
"Would you like to say hi to my best friend?" Yuuri queried. The nannies and maids were surprised by how much young Yuri's opinion was consulted. Most adults simply told the boy what to do, but the Omega thought it was important to respect the youngster's opinions.
"Yes please!" agreed the little boy. Over the days, he had learned to be respectful and be well mannered. He had been won over knowing his thoughts and feelings mattered to the Omega.
The boy danced around Yuuri in delight as Yuuri chuckled, "My friend lives in Thailand, let's see, it's nine in the morning here which makes it about one in the afternoon there. So, let's try calling," reasoned Yuuri after pondering time zones. The young boy's eyes lit up.
"Where's Theyland? Is it in Russia, too? Can we go there? How long till we get there?" The questions came fast and furious.
"Thailand, Yura," Yuuri corrected. "Thailand is not in Russia. It's a separate country all its own. You need to ride a plane to get there. Just like when I came here from my home country, Japan," he explained. "We can go there later if you want, but we need to take Vicchan with us so he won't worry," Yuuri giggled.
"I'll tell Papochka later!"
"Now then, you should greet by saying 'Phichit Swasdi txn bay.' It means 'hello, good afternoon' in his language. Phichit will be amazed how smart you. He will be surprised that you are kind enough to use his language a little, too!" Yuuri coached.
"Sawasadi taaaan baaaay?" Yuri cutely said with a look of determined concentration on his face.
"That is very good, Yura," Yuuri giggled while the nannies looked on with delight.
Turning Yuuri's face time on and pulling the child closer, he began the contact process. Yuuri invited the nannies and maids to come closer once he noticed how curious everyone was.
"Join us please," he called waving them closer still. This was a bit of a shocked to the staff.
They turned shy and felt a little guilty as the kind Omega had initially been thought of as a gold digger. After learning the Omega has a sizeable fortune earned by his own labors, they changed the way they thought of Yuuri. He had earned the respect of everyone on staff with his many kindnesses and how evident he loved their boss.
As laptop screen lit up, "Swasdi," greeted Yuuri to the young man tanned like creamed coffee. There were a lot of hamsters running on his head and shoulders.
"Oh! Swasdi, Yuuri!" Phichit chirped back in English.
"Sawasadi taaaan baaaay!" greeted the little Russian boy.
"Yuuri! Who's the cute little fellow?" he asked.
"This is my baby boy, Yuri. Yuri, meet Unca Phichit" giggled Yuuri as he wrapped his arms around the youngster while smiling proudly.
"Hello," Yuri waved, grinning hugely, pleased with himself.
"Wait! You guys have the same name?" Phichit exclaimed.
"They are spelled differently but still sound the same, so I guess, yes," Yuuri continued, "Meet the nannies and maids of the household. Ladies, say hi to my friend, Phichit," Yuuri invited.
"Swasdi," said Phichit winking as he waved. The ladies were charmed and replied in Russian saying hello.
After chatting a short while Phichit inquired, "I guess you're getting ready for Four Continents?" Phichit asked.
"Mamochka, what's Four… Con… Condiments?"
"Well, it's another skating competition that Mama has to join since I won the Grand Prix" he explained, "Phichit, by the way, my little Yura wants to be a dancer and skater, too. You better prepare yourself."
"I see where this is going," laughed his friend, "the question is, are you coaching?"
"I can answer that. I am going be his coach" declared Yuuri. Phichit laughed in delight at Yuuri's obvious determination.
"Then I'll be looking forward to your next generation," Phichit winked at little Yuri.
"You better get ready for me," Yuuri laughed.
"Well, gotta go, I need more practice if I'm gonna beat you in Four Contents" said Yuuri as he began the process to sign off.
"Yura, say bye-bye to Unca Phichit," encouraged Yuuri.
"Bye-bye Unca Peachy! See you again," little Yuuri waved.
After turning the laptop off, "Mamochka's friend is really nice!" stated the little boy, "He said he would give me a hamster plushie!" he squirmed on Yuuri's lap.
"Your Unca is gonna spoil you," laughed Yuuri.
"What did I miss?" Viktor asked as he came in with his guards.
"Oh… nothing much, Yuri just met Unca Phichit" Yuuri said.
"He said he would give me a biiiiiig hamster plushie as a gift!" Yura crowed as he bounced on the furniture.
"Phichit called?" Viktor asked glancing between his two Yuris.
"No, I did. I wanted my bestie to meet my baby boy," Yuuri with pride as he pulled Yuri to his lap. "As Yuri is afraid of your scary looking friends with guns. I thought I'd introduce him to my friends. It seems to have been good for him,' turning to look at little Yuri, "What do you say that I introduce you to Unca Guanghong, Unca Leo, and Unca Minami next?".
"Who are they? Are they your friends too?" Yuri's eyes shined.
"Yes, they are. All of them are skaters, too."
"Ohh!" That idea meet with smiling approval from the youngster.
"Now then, why don't you run a long while Papochka and I have a short talk about what you want to be when you grow up"
Chapter End~