No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't wrap his mind around it. While he wasn't disappointed, he was thoroughly confused and couldn't comprehend why Victor chose this out of all things.

"You don't like her?"

"No! I love her!" Yuri defended, crouching down to be eye to eye with Victor, who was holding a unidentifiable black ball of fur in his hands, with a proud grin plastered on his face.

"What would you like to name her?" Victor was staring tenderly at the thing in his hands, using his index finger to scratch the underside of the things chin. Ah, Yuri thought, it's a cat. He supposed it took him so long to figure out due to it's miniature size and complete black coloring. He never really was a cat person anyway, which is why he had dogs named after Victor, not cats.

(Although that he had anything named after Victor filled him with embarrassment. He could only imagine how Victor would react to the information.)

"What do you think of the name Mana?" Yuri caught Victor's eye as he said this.

"What does Mana mean?" Victor titled his head and Yuri felt his face go warm at the question.

"Mana means love, and I just thought..." he hesitated, debating if he should finish the thought or not, fearing how Victor would react to the confession behind the reasoning of the name. Victor continued to stare at Yuri, expression curious, silently urging him to continue, "I just thought since my whole time with you has featured the theme of love, it would make sense to name the cat that."

He didn't meet Victor's eyes knowing his face was red, and bent forward, scratching Mana on the sides of her cheeks, receiving instantaneous purring in return. He softly smiled and felt he was starting to understand the appeal of cats.

"Yuri..." Yuri looked up and met eyes with Victor, who held a blank expression with his mouth slightly agape. With the cat still in hand, he flung his arms around Yuri and buried his head into Yuri's shoulder, immediately making Yuri hope the cat was okay. That would be dearly unfortunate if the cat was killed in the first five minutes of being in its presence. But as he heard the cat mewl behind his back, he felt the momentary tension drain from him.

Yuri realized Victor was hugging him so, again confused, he wrapped his arms tentatively around Victor, wondering what could've possibly triggered Victor to hug him so enthusiastically. "Victor?" He wasn't sure what to ask exactly so he simply stuck saying Victor's name. When he didn't receive an answer he began to ask if everything was okay, but then immediately recoiled when he felt the cat scratching up his back and in vain attempting to crawl up and over his shoulder, tearing his sweater as it did so. Oh, she. Viktor would probably be upset if he heard Yuri mentally call it an it.

In a moment of chaos and angry high-pitched hissing, the two separated and let the cat run up and over Yuri and out of the room, to inevitably hide under a bed or pee on the carpet, or whatever it is that a cat does. Yuri awkwardly reached his arms around to feel the new tears in his sweater and winced as he realized the cat not only tore through his sweater but through his skin too. He wasn't sure if he was bleeding or if it was shallower than that, but he guess he didn't need to check because Viktor was already fussing over him much like a motherly hen would do so, and was already saying he'd be right back with a bandage and ointment.

As soon as Viktor left the room, the cat waltzed back into the room, mewing as it walked over to Yuri and promptly plopped itself into his lap. The cat started to loudly meow, pawing at the sleeves of Yuri's sweater, as if trying to communicate something. "What is it kitty?" Yuri knew he wouldn't receive an answer, as it (she) was a cat, but the inflection of his tone seemed to make the cat pause and stare up at him. Then the cat did something he didn't expect.

The cat fell asleep. Right on his lap. Any earlier annoyance he felt at the cat for tearing both his skin and his sweater disappeared as he watched the small cat breathe in and out, looking incredibly innocent and far more pettable than before. He could understand why Victor chose this cat, probably out of many cats, particularly if he had chosen the cat while it was asleep.

Suddenly, Yuri had the distinct feeling of being watched, so he slowly turned his head to meet eyes with Victor, who seemed to be staring at the two of them with a warm smile. "Glad to see you two getting along now!" Victor said, walking across the room with some medical supplies in hand, probably more supplies than the injury would call for. At most Yuri might need some ointment and a bandage, but it seemed Victor had brought a gauze, painkillers, and a whole roll of toilet paper, on top of a stack of bandages and a tube of ointment.

"I wouldn't really call it getting along, she really just fell asleep on my lap." Yuri explained as Victor started cleaning the wound, which thankfully, according to Victor, had bled only a little and was already closed.

"Do you like her?" Victor asked once again, this time more confident in his questioning.

"Just as much as I like you." Yuri blurted out, then paused, registering what he said, and quickly sputtered, "I-I mean, I don't like you like a cat! You're not Yurio or anything! But I like the cat, so don't think I, uh, don't like you!" He groaned and stopped himself from saying anything more, and slapped his hands over his face, smudging his glasses in the process.

"Oh Yuri," Victor said with a sigh, sending a jolt of panic up Yuri that he said something wrong, or that he had made Victor upset with his weird cat comment, until Yuri felt arms around his waist and Victor's forehead gently placed against the back of his own head, "I like you too, just as much, or perhaps even more than Makkachin."

Their moment was once again interrupted by the once sleeping cat waking up, and bouncing up from Yuri's lap and bounding out of the room, apparently having a meeting with said Makkachin along the way, leading to a loud series of hissing and barking, which immediately made both Yuri and Victor jump up after them and separate them (without a few fresh scratches of course). Maybe I like Victor a little more than this cat, Yuri thought to himself, amused as his family joined in to help pull the cat off of Victor, which was now attached to the end of his robe, claws apparently stuck in the thin cloth. Yeah, maybe a lot more.

A/N

Hello! So I plan to make a new chapter every Wednesday and Sunday, and if I can't make it on a Wednesday, I will definitely be able to at the very least on Sunday's. Also did you all see Episode 10? Jeez, we don't even need fanfiction anymore, the show is practically one itself. (Also Phicit's reaction to Yuri and Victor's little announcement is totally everyone after watching this episode).

Godddd I love Yurio so much too, and his development. But anyways.

Also I want to thank CrescentMoonTenshi for commenting so much, it was so kind of you to say what you did! I honestly think you should win an award for best compliments :'^)

Also thank you to Faery'sConfessions for commenting, I remember waking up and reading your comment and it was like the highlight of my day, love you.

(Anyways please continue to comment! Also I promise my A/N's won't always be this long).