#91). I am not allowed to send myself to Yuuri as a valentines present

Viktor grinned at the high, human-sized carbon box that just came in for him. It just needed a bunch of wrapping paper and some air holes and then it would be ready for him to use.

Hiroko entered the inn with crates and found the largely shaped box in the middle of the hallway then eyed it up and down with curiosity and read the card that was attached to it. Hiroko gloated excitedly then called for her husband to go get Yuuri to unwrap it.

Viktor grinned to himself. His position, knees all the way up to his chin, was a little unpleasant, but his plan was working. He heard Toshiya call out for his son.

"Yuuri! There's a present for you! Looks like it's from Viktor!"

Toshiya's words barely had left his mouth or Viktor heard quick footsteps in the distance that grew louder and louder as the person approached the largely sized box.

"Whoa! What could it be?!" Yuuri cried excitedly as soon he stood in front of the object. Then he frowned. "Wait. Shouldn't Viktor be here to see me unwrap it? I'll just go get

"HAPPY VALENTINES DAY, MY LITTLE PORK CUTLET BOWL!" Viktor yelled cheerfully as he jumped up and knocked the lid off with the top of his head. Then he had some hard time to get out of the box and figured the best way was to just drop himself with box and all.

"V-Viktor, don't…" Yuuri gasped, clearly reading Viktor's plan by just one look in his sparkling blue eyes, but it was already too late. Viktor knocked him with box and all to the ground.

Worried what they might witness next, Toshiya and Hiroko scurried away as they not wanted to be part of it. They had no reason at all to fear something bad had happened to their son because they could clearly see his arms and legs twitch and kick violently from under Viktor who hugged and kissed him wherever he could kiss him.

#92). I am not allowed to try force Yuuri to wear my 'valentine claim' card

Viktor looked proudly upon his handiwork, a self-made heart-shaped card with the words 'Don't come close! I'm Viktor's AND ONLY VIKTOR'S valentine!" Yep, that should work.

"Yuuri!" Viktor sang excitedly as he dashed towards the Japanese skater's bedroom then kicked the door open and entered. The body hidden underneath the covers didn't move at all. Thinking his Yuuri was still sleeping, Viktor snuck closer then pinned the card onto the sleeping body. Suddenly the hidden object flew out of his hideout then across the room before the remains dropped in front of Viktor's feet.

Fearing he just might have killed his pork cutlet bowl, Viktor started to turn pale all the way up to the roots of his long silver hair. Then he quickly realized it was just a balloon with a painted face of Yuuri on it.

"Little piggy tricked me!" Viktor said then clenched his fist in determination and said; "I will find him and make him pay for it." He then sprinted out the door nearly bumping into Hiroko. "Mrs. Katsuki, have you seen Yuuri?"

"Oh, you just missed him, dear. He just snuck out through the back…" She didn't get the chance to finish her sentence, because Viktor already dashed away, holding the card in the air like a trophy.

Viktor sprinted out the back door just in time to see Yuuri cross the street then made a break for it when he saw Viktor. Viktor instantly pursued, yelling; "Yuuri, come back! You're not wearing my 'claimed as my Valentine' card! There are cougars out there, like Chris. He definitely needs to know you are mine! Yuuri, come back! I need your love!"

#93). I am not allowed to force Minako in baking valentine cookies

Yuuri strolled inside the kitchen and found Minako, standing by the kitchen counter stamping heart shapes out of a ball of dough while shaking like a leaf. The twelve year old skater frowned then allowed his eyes to dart at the kitchen table where he found the source of her anxiety, Viktor Nikiforov. He was smirking widely as he kept his 'magical' stick pointed at Minako.

"I guess this is the moment where you want me to leave the room and pretend I haven't seen anything, am I right?"

Viktor bobbed his head up and down in a firm nod then grinned; "You got it, my little piggy. No one needs to know how I forced Minako into baking valentines cookies for my sweetest number 1 fan, who I dearly love."

Yuuri left the room with the biggest blush ever.

#94). I am not allowed to touch parts of Yuuri's body

Yuuri is looking out the window when suddenly…

"Hiya, my little Yuuri…"

Yuuri froze when he heard Viktor whisper into his ear from behind then felt his hand on his lower back. Viktor then moved his fingers slowly up towards Yuuri's neck and finally tangled his fingers into his messy dark hair then squeezed the Japanese boy into his butt with his free hand.

"You like that, don't you?" Viktor whispered flirtatiously. Yuuri gulped then turned red. At that moment, Minako, who was assigned to keep Viktor in tow, entered the room with snacks and saw what Viktor was doing. She instantly swooped the snacks from one tray to the other then swatted Viktor's butt with the empty one.

"Viktor! How many times do I have to tell you, stop touching Yuuri's nose, ears and other body parts!"

Viktor however, proceeds pinching Yuuri's butt as if Minako isn't even there.

#95). I am not allowed to walk through Yu-topia in my underwear

"Yuuri! What do you think of my new outfit?" Viktor cried cheerful as he dashed inside the dining room where Yuuri sat eating breakfast.

The Japanese skater looked up then nearly choked in his piece of toast when he saw Viktor, in his underwear, dashing up and down the room. His eyes grew wide then his lips formed an impressed smirk.

Mari, who entered the room and saw what kind of 'danger' her brother was exposed to, smacked Yuuri against the back of his head then hollered infuriated; "Yuuri, you're supposed to shut your eyes! And you, get yourself some proper clothes, you pervert!"

"But Mari, it's valentine's day which is supposed to be a day full of love! And this is my way of showing Yuuri I have no secrets for him," Viktor smirked. "Besides, you can't stop him from growing up, am I right, Yuuri?"

Yuuri, still looking at Viktor in awe, agreed with a slow nod of his head.

Mari gave both of them a pummel to the head before she chased Viktor out the room.

#96). Even though it's a good idea to think about my future, I am not allowed to test my parental skills on Yurio

"Look! I found Yurio's old baby bottle!" Viktor cried excitedly, dashing inside Yuuri's room.

Yuuri looked confused then asked; "Viktor, what is Yurio's baby bottle doing here? In Hasetsu?"

"I have no idea. I found it in his sports bag, " Viktor said with a shrug then plopped onto the bed with a dreamy look on his face. "I still remember the day Mr. Plisetsky took him to my house and put his unwavering trust in me to be Yurio's babysitter. Ah, it were the best five minutes of my life."

Yuuri's frown grew bigger and asked; "You were Yurio's babysitter for five minutes?"

"Yes. Mr. Plisetsky needed to ask my papa for advice," Viktor said, waving his hand as if the detail wasn't that important. "Anyway, I felt like a papa myself. Yurio looked at me with his baby eyes and I gave him his bottle and-why do they need to grow up so fast?!" Viktor buried his head into his hands and started to sob. "I miss bottle feeding him."

Yuuri glanced awkwardly at Viktor for a moment then says, hesitantly; "You know, maybe one day you'll have a baby yourself. Then you can be a parent all over again and the baby ends up being a lot more sweeter and respectful than Yurio is. How does that sound?"

Viktor stopped sobbing and looked up. "You think so?"

"Yeah."

"You really think I will be a really good parent?"

"Of course…"

"I think you will be a great parent too, Yuuri. You like to have babies?"

Yuuri, clearing his throat awkwardly and wondering why the conversation suddenly starts to feel a tad weird, replies with a reddening face; "I think so…in the far future…and when I found the person who wants to have them with me and-oh, look at the time! I have practice right now."

"We will be great parents, Yuuri." Viktor started to gloat excitedly. "Especially when we are together. But it still seems so far away. I want to bottle-feed someone now."

While packing his sports bag, Yuuri blushed and mumbled; "Well, you'll just have to wait, Viktor. Also, maybe you should give Yurio his bottle back. Maybe it has as much emotional value to him as it has to you."

Viktor snorted loudly. "Yeah right. Yurio and emotional-wait." Viktor smirked. "Maybe we can test out our parental skills a bit. You know, bottle feed Yurio. I mean, he did take his bottle all the way to Japan, which could mean he still likes to drink from it."

"Viktor, I doubt…" Yuuri slapped his forehead when he saw Viktor sprint out the room looking for Yurio. A few seconds later a cat-like growl echoed through the inn and Yuuri quickly sped out then found Yurio, strangled into Viktor's tight grasp.

"Come on, be a good boy now," Viktor cooed as he held the bottle close to Yurio's lips. Yurio however, kicked his legs and swayed his arms in an attempt to free himself from the crazy, antic loving skater.