Chapter Notes

Victuuri returns home sooner than planned. Or rather, Yuuri returns home. Why? Check out.

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With new bracelets, Yuuri feels more relieved. After a long night crying in his beloved arms, both now sleep deeply. Of course they spend the morning in bed, just waking up in the afternoon. And then, when both are at a restaurant, having lunch, Viktor again decides something that surprises him.

"Yuri, I want to stay on an Onsen!" Viktor says, as he devours a bowl of ramen.

"What?" Yuuri asks, surprised.

"I was curious after I visited the Onsen that belongs to your family. Please, please, please!"

The Japanese man uttered a long sigh, his hand on the table.

"Okay, let me see where we can go." Yuuri responds, watching him jump from the chair.

"Yaaaaay!" Victor screams, making Yuuri panic.

"Viktor!" He shouts, and goes on to apologize to everyone there.

The Japanese look at his boyfriend coldly. He'll pay for it.

[Rest in Katsudon Pirozhki]

~ x ~

It happened at dawn. Viktor sleeps soundly in bed, exhausted after what Yuuri had put him through hours earlier. This one approaches to lie on the bed when the Russian cell phone begins to vibrate. With scowl, Yuuri lifts the device and is frightened to see 65 lost calls and numerous messages from the Director Baranoskaya and the staff of the Special Crimes Investigation Unit. Confused, he picks up his phone too, noticing that there's nothing out of the ordinary about him. He decides to take the two cellphones and leaves their room to not wake up Viktor, wandering the corridors of the inn to the reception. Viktor's phone rings again and Yuuri answers, pulling the phone out of his ear as he hears the Directors screams.

"Viktor Ilyanovich Nikiforov! Where are you? You do not know the chaos that you two have caused to disappear like that, without saying anything? Katsuki okay? Why the hell am I getting calls from Institute Ichikawa saying that you are in Japan? First you two, then Plisetsky ... "

"Director." Yuuri says, frowning.

" Yuuri? " She asks, surprised.

"Yes, it's me. I'm fine, and yes, Viktor and I are in Japan. " He says, confused. "He told me that you had recommended it."

" I didn't say anything about it. We've been trying to call you both four days. "

"But there's nothing on my phone." Yuuri comments, looking at the device. "Unless..."

" Yuuri? " She asks, but Yuuri is already reading the memories of the device.

"He ... He changed the chip on my phone and cleared my accounts of it. On purpose." Yuuri widen his eyes. "He lied to me."

He hears a long sigh from the other end of the line, and ends up letting out one too. He starts messing with his cell phone by first accessing his email.

" What now? " She asks worriedly.

"I'll go back home alone, so I can help find Plisetsky ..." Yuuri interrupts when he sees one of the new emails. "He sent me an email."

Opening it, Yuuri raises an eyebrow.

...

Katsudon

you'Re a coOl guy

But I'm the best Yuri, jerk.

and why the fuck your phone numBer is 1512XX1730? Is that stupid old mAn's fault? Looks like it.

I must disappear for a while. DoN't worry. And tell ViKtor that I hate him.

25x7

Yura

...

" Yuuri? " The director asks, and he re-rereads the e-mail.

"One moment, ma'am." He says, spelling the weird capital letters.

" Bank robbery?" She asks, making him frown. " He says what and when? "

"No." It opens the browser and types St. Petersburg Bank 25 7 on Google. "Not cleary. It's the Sberbank agency that's in the corner of 25th and 7th Street. And ... I think it's late afternoon, at 5:30 PM."

" Okay, I'll be preparing countermeasures right away. " The director says, and Yuuri's darkly tossing around on various things at her desk.

"Try to put our people inside. I'll go there as soon as I get St. Petersburg." Yuuri then says goodbye to her and ends the call.

He uses Viktors cell phone to buy a plane ticket in his name with his lover credit card info and returns to their room, where he watches the Russian sleeping soundly.

"So you lied to me?" He whispers, and lets out a sigh, again.

Silently, he starts to pack his luggage. With his phone, he sends a message to the Russian's phone, and puts it on the table beside the bed. Taking one last look at the beloved, Yuuri picks up his suitcases and leaves the room. Before leaving, he pays for their stay.

~ x ~

Viktor wakes up slowly and stretches. He sits on the bed when he notices her boyfriend's absence and picks up his cell phone, noticing the time first. It's 2:40 PM. Giving a yawn, he opens the message he received from Yuuri and widens his eyes.

...

I'm going home. Yuri P. might be in danger. Thank you for what you did on my phone. I'm very upset with you.

...

He looks around noting that only his two suitcases are there. He panics when realizing that Yuuri discovered that he lied about being allowed to travel and that he had messed up the cell phone. He re-reads the message, and understands that Yuuri had to go to St. Petersburg as soon as possible, since Plisetsky is in danger.

Not that he is bothered with Yurio. After all, they never understood each other. But Yuuri is different. Not only does he have the means to help, but he also likes everybody. Mila, Georgi, Yurio and even Yakov.

"Oh boy, now I'm screwed." He says, going back to bed.

~ x ~

It's cold and cloudy. It is 5:10 PM when a group of 8 people wearing wide black coats enter the bank agency. There were still some customers inside, waiting to be serviced by the bank employees, but it's very fitting for being near the end of today's work.

"Yura, it's your turn." One of them orders another, a long blond haired young man.

This young man walks away from the group, holding with both hands the straps of the backpack he carries on his back. Behind him, another figure goes after him and sits down beside him, watching him pull a laptop out of his backpack and already stirring it.

"Do it quickly." the person, who is actually a woman, speaks to the young man.

"Don't disturb me, bitch. These things take time." He complains, glaring at her.

The young man quickly types on the laptop, biting his lip at every time the percentage showing in the screen ups more than once. He then finishes typing, beginning to feel nauseated because he's destroying the bank's security system. Suddenly, a suitcase appears on his right side.

"Katsudon is delicious ... Excuse me, could you keep an eye on my luggage?"

He raises his face and sees Yuuri Katsuki sweaty face and phone in hand, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"What?!" The woman exclaims in surprise, moving her blond hair to tell their 'friends' that it's ok to go in..

"Thank you." The japanese man says, hurrying away from them.

Yuri watches him pass in front of the group and crosses the metal detector with the phone in his ear. Something that is noticed by a ... Redhead female security guard?

...

"Sir?" The Asian-looking boy looks at the female red haired guard, surprised. "You passed the metal detector with your cell phone."

"Eh?" He asks, clearly surprised.

Meanwhile, the group also passes by the detector, surprised by their luck to have an idiot to serve as a distraction.

"Oh God, that's true! But it didn't beep. What happens now?" The boy asks, looking at her.

"I'll have to search you." She says, approaching him.

"Of course." He says, holding up both his hands.

The group prepares to announce the robbery when they listen.

"You are a detective? Why didn't you say it before?"

And that scares them.

"I'm not working and I just came from abroad. I came here just to exchange the money I have." The asian man responds, and then looks at the group there. "But if you want, I can help you search them. What do you think?"

"It would help me a lot." The guard looks at them, smiling too.

One of them panics and picks up the pistol he holds, staring at the detective.

"Th-this is a robbery!" He exclaims, terrified.

Surprised, others also raise their weapons.

"Pass everything you own or we'll shoot! Quickly!" Another member of the group shouts, but no one there moves.

And then, they hear the laughter coming from the detective.

"Sorry, but I don't think so." He says, staring at them.

Suddenly, their guns explode at the same time, burning their hands and causing them to drop their weapons. And then, they are surrounded by customers, employees, the security lady and the detective. When everyone erects their badges, they keep their mouths open.

"St. Petersburg police, you're all arrested for the attempted robbery of this bank, illegal possession of weapons and gang formation." Yuuri declares, smiling.

"How?" One of them asks, terrified.

"We received an anonymous report that a robbery was scheduled to occur here today at this time." Yuuri shrugs, and laughs.

"Katsudon." They listen to the woman, who was also immobilized. "You were talking on the phone about Katsudon." That strange name was also in the email that Yura sent to his friend. I had found that word strange, but no one listened. "

"Ahh." Yuuri says, clapping. "Congratulations, you seem to have more brains than the others here."

"Shut up, Katsudon." Yura says, making the detective laugh.

"It's nice to see you again, Yurio! Good work sending that email."

"Good job deciphering." Yura says, watching as they force the group of thieves out of the bank.

"Are you alright?" Yuuri asks, looking at the other seriously. "They're from the group you used to be in the past, are not you?"

Yuri looks at him in surprise. Then he frowns, staring at him in anger.

"You read my memoirs." Yuuri nods slightly. "When?"

"When we were working on the Rostelecom Cup case, I touched your shoulder, and then I sent you that message." Yuuri responds timidly. "I did it with Mila, Georgi and Viktor as well, and before you start screaming at me for it, I did it because I thought I needed it, after all to you all, I'm a stranger with strange powers.

"Okay, but you should open up to everyone as well about yourself." Yura says, making him smile.

"Well, it's not as if someone who has spent much of his past stuck in a 24/7 facility to be a research experiment would have a lot to reveal." Yuuri responds, shrugging again.

~ x ~

Thanks to Plisetsky, everyone discovered the flight Viktor was returning. With the exception of the Yuris, they were all at the airport, waiting for the Russian to turn pale when he saw them there, arms folded.

"Shit." He says, frozen.

Yeah. Shit. At least when he gets home, Yuuri maybe is waiting for him with Makkachin, Vicchan and dinner ready. Maybe.

~x~

Here are the options of future disguises. 2 choices for you to choose now!

3. Victor Scientist - Focus: Drugs (1)

4. Yuuri and Yuri Gamers - Focus: Virtual Crime (3)

5. Victor Actor, Yuuri Assistant - Focus: Suicide (1)

6. Victor secretary, Yuuri deliverer - Focus: Homophobia (2)

7. Yuuri and Victor Librarians - Focus: Murder (2)

12. Victor and Yuuri Jewelry Clients - Focus: Jewelery Theft (3)

15. News - Focus: Corruption #Midia

16. TV Crew Assistants - Focus: Terrorism #Midia (1)

17. Victor as a Groom, Yuuri as a Wife. - Focus: Mariage Scam (1)