AN: Hello again. I'm a little but too tired to do my normal author note so I'll keep this brief. Thank you to all who have favorited, followed, and reviewed. Long wait was due to the obstacles of writer's block and life combined. This is originally posted on Wednesday, July 24, 2019. I do not own Yuri on ice, if I did Yurio wouldn't cuss (or curse if you prefer) as much as he does. The word count is 1,855. If you would be so willing as to leave a review it would be appreciated. OCs are mine and should not be used without my permission. Also if you have any questions please leave them in a review and I will answer them the best I can without giving spoilers. With that please read and enjoy. Reminder: italics are thoughts.

Fourth Skate:

Settling In

Minami's POV

OMG! Haru-chan passed out! Is she okay? I must be a bad oniisan for this to happen. I managed to get to her fast enough to stop her head from hitting the floor at least so she shouldn't have a concussion. I hate those things and boy are they not fun. Some of the other boys, Maehara-kun, Terasaka-kun, and Yukimura Hikaru-kun, all ran up to her as well. I guess they're her friends. I cradle her head on my lap making sure not to jostle her to much in case she hurt herself when must of her body thumped on the floor.

"What a weak, little idiot. She can't even stand up straight long enough to not be a disappointment," I just barely hear Yukimura-chan whisper. Barely known her for twelve minutes and I can already tell that she's the demon of this orphanage.

Ignoring the comment, I focus my attention back to my newly claimed imōto-chan. One of the volunteers, Judai-san got the boys who weren't near Haruhi and me and led them to a different room, the second caregiver, Todoroki-san, led Yukimura-chan up the stairs, and Ms. Isogai-san was kneeling beside Haruhi checking her over for injuries.

"She's going to be alright," Ms. Isogai-san said after a minute or two. "A light bruise might form here or there, but she's going to be fine." I let out a sigh of relief. I don't know what I would do if something happened to her just after declaring her my sister. The main caregiver looked at the younger boys gathered around Haruhi. "You should all thank Kenjiro-kun, if it wasn't for him, Haruhi-chan could have suffered a concussion."

The boys all nodded to each other before speaking as one, "Thank you Kenjiro-sempai!"

"It was nothing," I tell them, "anyone could have done the same thing." They each gave me a hug before going off in the direction the other boys took earlier.

Ms. Isogai-san smiles at me. "Well, we shouldn't leave her here on the floor. Why don't you carry her, I'll carry those bags of yours, and we get both of you to your rooms."

I smile. Then I stand up before gently and carefully picking Haruhi up bridal style. Just like she said she would, Ms. Isogai-san grabbed my two yellow and red duffel bags before leading the way upstairs. We transverse the second floor and get to a second staircase. We clime those stairs and come to a landing with only three doors.

Ms. Isogai-san opens the left door which I realize has Haruhi's name written in red on a piece of white paper inside a golden nameplate holder like those seen on a teacher's desk. Ms. Isogai-san gestures for me to go inside first, so I do. Looking around I spot very little furniture. There's a twin sized bed in the corner. A lumpy, yet comfortable looking, green chair near the window on the opposite side of the room from the bed with a clear view of the driveway. A desk is along the back wall with a dresser on one side and a bookcase on the other. The final corner was taken up by a freestanding mirror. The bed had a rose red comforter and cherry blossom pink pillows and white fitted sheets. I also saw a few things that are probably only for Haruhi, such as a purple poodle plushie, a sky blue backpack with orange figure skating patches sewn on, a pair of white figure skates with a standard blade from what I can tell, a collection of figure skating posters, and I also caught sight of a deep blue pencil case next to a stack a rainbow colored notebooks.

While I had a look around, Ms. Isogai-san untucked the comforter and sheets on the bed. Turning around at the sound of a throat clearing I saw that she was going to put Haru-chan to bed. Ms. Isogai-san got out the way when I laid her down on the bed, but instead of letting her take over, I just put her to bed myself. Carefully, I put the poodle plushie I spotted earlier under her arm before bringing her covers up to her chest where both her and the plush could be seen.

A small smile graces my lips but I don't even try to hide it. Ever sense my family died I felt like I was in a daze. Playing a role I could no longer fulfill, but when imōto-chan called me Kenjiro-sempai before I even introduced myself. I felt like a part of my heart was healed. Just a tiny bit, but I felt more like myself than I've had in weeks. I don't know what possessed me to declare her as my own little sister, but I don't really mind it. May be if I can convince them enough Victor-san and Yuri-san will be willing to adopt Haru-chan too!

"We should probably get you settled in now, don't you think?" Ms. Isogai-san says softly so as to not disturb Haruhi. I nod before following her out the room quietly shutting the door behind me. She led me across the landing to the door right opposite of Haruhi's that had no name in the golden nameplate holder. She opened the door and let me inside placing my duffel bags at the foot of the bed before sitting in the brown desk chair in front of the desk. I look around and notice that the set up for the room is a flip of the set up for Haruhi's room with a few differences. The chair near the window is yellow, the bed only has a white fitted sheet, the bookcase is empty instead of completely full, and there was a simple packet of papers on the desk along with a red pen. Over all it was practically a blank slate, which, in retrospect, makes sense. I decide to sit on the bed so that I'm facing the caregiver for the conversation that I'm positive is going to occur.

"So as you can no doubt tell this will be your room," she says. I nod. "Good. So there are a few things that you need to know before I can leave you to unpack, okay?" I nod again. "Wonderful. There are three main, mandatory meals that can not be skipped unless sick. If you do so happen to be running late to an early morning activity, then as long as said activity is on the calendar by the door a week ahead of time and you remind me or one of the other caretakers here the day before, skipping breakfast will be forgiven as long as you at least grab a fruit or slice of toast on the way out. There is a curfew for all occupants of this orphanage and yours is ten o'clock pm, should you be playing with the younger children between the ages of 4-10 you should be aware that for the four and five year olds the curfew is eight o'clock and for the six through ten year olds the curfew is nine o'clock. The packet is a basic guide to life here featuring terms of Internet use, what to do if you wish to purchase something from online, and a list of extracurricular activities that I encourage you to select at least one from so that you're not cooped up here all day. There is a bathroom on this floor and I'm sure I don't need to tell you which door correct?" I nod again mentally laughing at the joke. There's three doors two I know for sure are bedrooms so the last door must be the one to the bathroom because there aren't any other rooms up here. A beep went off and Ms. Isogai-san took out what looks like an old school pager from her pocket. "Looks like I'm needed down stairs as soon as possible, so if you need anything else or have any questions I'm sure Haruhi-chan will be more than happy to help you. Now I hope you settle in well. Have a good day," she calls out as she leaves.

I take a moment to just lie back and get my thoughts together. I must have fell asleep because it was four o'clock when I checked the time on a small black digital clock again. I stretched before opening the first duffel bag. It was filled like a normal suitcase. It had a few outfits, some limited addition merch of my favorite skaters that I would die if any of those said skaters saw them, a few extra pants, some spare shoes, a toiletries bag, my favorite fluffy red towels, a Griffindor red comforter, yellow pillows, my custom fan made chicken nugget pillow, my red laptop, my yellow digital camera, my red DSi XL, and my chargers and cords.

I make the bed first making sure that the two yellow pillows are on first before putting the chicken nugget pillow in front of them. I place the cords, chargers, and electronics onto the desk with the shoes placed in a neat line by the door. Then I sort the clothes and put those away making sure to put the bag if toiletries on the desk as well. Once the duffel bag is empty, with the fluffy towels being on a shelf in the bookcase, I place it under the bed.

Then I tackle the second one. This one has my figure skates that I hang up on a hook I found above where I placed the shoes. It also contains a family photo that I place on the dresser along with photos of me with my skating friends. The bag is also a holder of my favorite trophies and medals that I display around the room wherever I can and my autographed posters which I tape to the walls. It duffel bag is also emptied of the rest of its contents, the complete Harry Potter book and movie series, a few DS games, a variety of other movies, and all of Sims 3 and 4 with every expansion and stuff pack, before being shoved under the bed. Said content is organized and placed on the bookcase.

Checking the time again it's almost six pm, a quick look through the packet on the desk told me that dinner would be served soon. So with that in mind, I leave the room. I was tempted to go check on Haruhi, but I figured that being late to the first mandatory meal I have here probably isn't a good idea. I'll just bring her up a plate later if she doesn't make it down to dinner.

AN2: I hope you had a nice read. If you did leave your thoughts and comments in a review. See you next time ~lumigo