Hello!

Alright! they are now going to start their first competition soon!

Enjoy!

"Yurachka!"

"It's him! he's here!"

"Please take a picture with me!"

The sounds of screeching fangirls were the last thing Yuri Plisetsky needed right now. He was tired and so was the drowsy girl leaning next to him on the luggage cart.

It was October twenty-seventh and he and Katrina Lychkoff were now in Canada to compete in Skate Canada. The second part of the Grand Prix series.

But right now, they were two ordinary teenagers trying to fight the sweet temptation of sleep. It was after six am when the plane finally landed and if he remembered correctly, the plane left Russia at seven am.

Yakov was forced to push the cart when the two teenagers decided that they were too tired to walk to the cab. Instead after their luggage and their two coach's luggage were gathered from baggage claim and put on the luggage cart, they sat on the pile and they had no plan to leave.

The old man growled and shook the cart several times to shake them off but it only made Yuri glare at him and Katrina looked like she wanted to flip him off.

The shrieks of the fangirls made it hard for the boy to catch some well needed sleep. The flight was not peaceful one. They were stuck with two screaming babies that were soon followed by crying children and a few demanding passengers. The seats were very uncomfortable, they had no pillows or blankets and it was cold even for the Russians.

And then they found out that they had to go on a connecting flight. They were first in Alberta and then took an hour flight to Lethbridge.

Where they were right now.

All Yuri wanted at that moment was to sleep away the exhausting flight and prepare for the competition.

"Yurachka!"

He grimaced when the fangirls at baggage claim screamed for him. Did they not see that he was exhausted? That he was close to passing out any moment? Even Victor's fans were considerate enough to wait until the competition to hound him. And then there was the fact that he had to protect his girlfriend from them, well at least the extreme fans who took their admiration too far.

Looking wearily at the girls until one caught his eye. She had light brown hair in a pixie cut and square glasses. Yuri recognized right away, it was the same girl who made that damn video bashing Katrina.

Making sure they were watching, Yuri moved his head towards Katrina's and placed a small kiss on her hair. The screeching stopped cold and the boy saw who the real fans were, the ones that were giggling, whispering and taking pictures were the ones who supported the relationship. The ones who were standing there shell-shocked and looking like they were about to cry were the extreme ones who hated that their idol was taken.

'Found them,' Yuri thought himself as he drifted off.

"Yuri! Katrina! Get off!" Yakov yelled shaking the cart again but to no avail.

Lilia intervened, "Leave them alone Yakov, they barely had any sleep on the plane."

And she did not blame them, that was the last time she was flying coach. Lilia herself barely got any sleep and the moment they landed in the first airport, she made the arrangements for her and her two students to fly back first class when the competition was over. Her cheapskate of an ex-husband will keep his coach seat.

The two were in and out of consciousness when they finally made it outside to the waiting taxi van. The chilly temperature did not faze them, it was mild compared to Russia and it only made the two loves bird even sleepier.

"How convenient that the ENMAX Centre is nearby," Lila said to the hyperventilating man, she was not amused, "Yakov quit being overdramatic."

Yakov glared at the woman, "You try pushing a cart with two sleeping teenagers!"

"You need to lose some weight anyway."

The man growled with a red face as the woman nudged the two awake to get them to walk to the van with the promise of sleeping in at the hotel. Yakov was left to put their luggage in the trunk, he was so mad that the air puffs from his nose came out in full force to emphasize his rage along with his red face.

Once that was done he got in the van and told the driver where to take them.

"The holiday inn near the ENMAX Centre please," He said in English, his Russian accent was thick but clear.

It briefly woke up the teens because his English sometimes gave them a good scare but they will not admit it. They snuggled closer to each other and drifted off again.

The drive was only ten minutes long.

When they made it to the hotel, the teenagers were half asleep when they followed their coaches to check in. Yakov was forced by Lilia to check them all in, she was still mad about the plane incident.

He got two keys for two different rooms that were side by side, Yuri took a key and dragged his suitcase to an elevator.

"alright Katrina, you and Lillia will- Katrina!"

Not even realizing it, the girl had left with the boy.

Before Yakov could grab her, the door closed.

"Katrina Ivanyevna Lychkoff! You are not sharing a room with him!" He yelled, ignoring the attention he was getting from the other guests.

Lilia rubbed her eyes in annoyance, "You're making a scene Yakov and you are yelling at an elevator."

Yakov looked at his ex-wife and yelled some more, "Are you at least worried?!"

"why would I be worried?" She asked with a raised brow and her arms crossed.

"Let's see, our niece is half asleep and she's alone with a hormonal teenage boy! Do you really want to be a Great Aunt at your age?!"

That struck a chord in the former prima ballerina and she pressed the button of the elevator ij a frenzy.

"At least he doesn't know much about the fact of life, right?"

Yakov gulped and looked away.

"Yakov you are an idiot…."

X

Yuri made sure Katrina was tucked in the bed after he took her shoes and untied her hair. He then crawled in the second bed after kicking off his shoes as well.

Once he was deep in the warm covers, he closed his eyes and fell asleep. It was nice and quiet, no screaming children, no loud adults demanding more blankets and no cold flight.

Just sweet and inviting silence.

And that was when the door to the hotel room burst opened and two adults started yelling in Russian.

Yuri opened his very tired eyes and growled.

'Now what?' He pulled the covers over his head.

They are now in Canada! They are tired! They just want to sleep!

And the girl in Yuri's Angels I described really does exist in the anime. She always stood out to me for some reason so I wanted to make her a bit of an antagonist or something.

And from Yakov's reaction, he did tell Yurio of the birds and the bees.

Good night!