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I know I just published a chapter yesterday, but I got really invigorated to write and publish a new chapter! Pleassseee review, I'll love you forever!

So this chapter is directly after ep. 10, and they went back to Japan for a short bit (let's just imagine there was like a 2 week period between episode 10 and episode 11) to check in with Yuri's family before they set off for the Grand Prix, and Yuri's mother notices something interesting about Yuri...(this is set in the P.O.V. of Yuri's mother, Hiroko, on the progression of Viktuuri)

Hiroko Katsuki, the mother of one very cynical but honest Mari Katsuki and one sensitive but determined Yuri Katsuki, was a lot smarter than she seemed and far more intuitive than she often let on. She believed she had gained the ability to sense and pick up on things most others can't during her first trimester of her first pregnancy, but her parents say she has had this intuition since childhood. She wasn't going to argue with them, but when it came to her children, her intuition was the strongest and seemed to pick up on things in an instant. Especially when it came to Yuri, who was the more emotionally sensitive one of the two.

So when Viktor Nikiforov came into their life, specifically Yuri's, she could tell after a few months of grueling practice that the two had feelings for each other, that Yuri especially seemed less keen on admitting. Viktor's feelings were obvious from the beginning (really, who would fly to Japan just to train an admittedly poorly placed Grand Prix skater? There had to be some feelings there). Not that Hiroko considered herself all that invasive, it's just when you live around two people enough, you figure things out pretty quickly.

Soon enough she figured they had actually started to date, and then everyone knew where her son and Viktor's relationship stood when they publicly kissed, and she felt warmth surge inside of her at seeing her son truly happy, and seemingly proud of himself for the first time in a year or two. Viktor was clearly a good influence on her son, and any worries she had about the Russian was dispelled when she saw how happy they made each other.

"Mama," Mari groaned, sinking into a chair, "Yuri's being weird again."

Hiroko laughed at Mari and took a step away from the stove top to go check on Viktor and Yuri who had just arrived home, to check on whatever 'weirdness' Yuri was doing.

She walked into the living room and saw the Viktor had just entered the bathroom, with Yuri standing stock still in the living room with his hands folded into his armpits, despite it being fairly warm inside the house, "Hello Yuri! Dinner is ready if you'd like some!" She'd hope over dinner they'd talk about whatever was on Yuri's mind, as food tended to help ease Yuri out whatever tension he was feeling in the past.

"Alright, thank you mom, I'll let Viktor know. Meet you there." Hiroko smiled and walked back over to the stove, efficiently ladling soup into four bowls (Yuri's father, Toshiya Katsuki, was upstairs sick at the moment), and with the help of Mari, set each down on the table. She adjusted her glasses and sat down next to Mari, leaving the two seats across from them for Viktor and Yuri, which both filled shortly after.

Yuri still had his hands shoved away and seemed almost determined not to show them much to Hiroko's curiosity. "Are you cold Yuri?"

He looked up at her as if she had grown an extra head and stuttered a no, and took out his left hand and began to eat, which Hiroko thought odd, since he had always done everything with his right hand, but she decided to leave it alone for now. "Are you nervous for the Grand Prix? You did an amazing job in China and Spain!" Hiroko complemented cheerfully, noticing Mari was already done.

"Ah thank you! Yes, a little," Yuri said, laughing nervously as he slurped out of his spoon; something he had done since Hiroko could remember.

"Thankfully we will practice a lot until then." Viktor pitched in, his now ungloved hands resting on the table, Hiroko assumed him just waiting for his soup to cool down. She then noticed something interesting - a modest golden ring on Viktor's right ring finger. She wasn't one to talk much about jewelry or fashion in general, but it looked new and probably had a story behind it, so she was curious.

"Viktor dear, what's the ring for?"

"Oh this?" He asked, now smiling with his right hand raised, "Yuri gave it to me."

"I - yes. We have matching ones." Yuri said, slowly raising his right hand to show he indeed had a matching one on a matching finger - which set off alarm bells in Hiroko's head.

Before Hiroko could ask the meaning behind the rings, which she already had an inkling about, Viktor was volunteering the information, "They're engagement rings."

Engagement rings.

Oh. Of course.

Mari did a spit take, using Hiroko's soup to do so, and Hiroko froze on the spot, deeming on both ecstatic and upset - upset she did not witness this supposed proposal herself! But she guessed it was an intimate affair, and she knew with her husband she would not have wanted anyone intruding when she got proposed to all those years ago, so she decided to let herself instead be only ecstatic.

"I, well, they're also good luck rings!" Yuri spluttered, his face now red, "It was really just in the moment kind of thing!"

"Yuri!" Mari shrieked, now standing up, "Why did I only find out you're going to get married now!? A sister is supposed to know these things!"

Hiroko grinned and took both Viktor and Yuri's right hands into hers, examining the rings and wondering how much they cost, not realizing she had asked her thought aloud.

"Almost 800 euros," Yuri said, nervously laughing, "but I put down payments on it."

"Oh my," Hiroko said, looking up to meet eyes with Yuri, then Viktor, "when are you two planning the wedding?"

Yuri sunk into his chair, mumbling something under his breath that Hiroko couldn't hear, and Viktor side-eyed him and said, "After he wins the gold medal." Viktor then looked over at Yuri and whispered something into his ear which immediately made Yuri look sickly, much to Hiroko's amusement. She wondered what Viktor had said but again left it to their privacy, not wanting to seem like an overbearing mother, and instead focused on finishing her soup.

"Wow, Yuri getting married before me." Mari said, with an air of shock, but quickly shook it off. She shrugged and congratulated them, then went to go get seconds of the soup, lounging off into another room to presumably read or watch T.V. with her seconds. Now it was just Hiroko and her son - 2 sons? - son and future other son she supposed, enjoying the rest of their meal and Hiroko couldn't be happier, feeling so proud of her Yuri and all that he's accomplished, and that he and Viktor seem surely to be fated together.

Not that she had expected this of course - since Yuri idolized Viktor as a child and well into his adulthood, him likely thinking they'd never interact, but surely they were destined to be with how the sequence of events played out.

After dinner, Hiroko pulled both Yuri and Viktor aside, and pulled them both in for a hug, wrapping her strong arms around both, and said (not without watery eyes), "Good luck, I'm so proud of both of you." She knew she was squishing them into her hug akin to a very stout bear, but she found she could not care, especially since she considered Viktor just as much of a son now as Yuri - he'd have to get used to her tight mama bear hugs eventually.

As Hiroko hugged them, Yuri looked over at Viktor and mouthed with a sheepish grin, 'Welcome to the family'.

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(This ending was so cheesy oml) I know, a lot of my fics so far have been rather uncoventional ideas, I promise I'm going to start writing actual cute fluff for Viktuuri, and whatever else comes to mind that anyone likes - I actually have a lot of ideas planned! I tend not to write mature, not that I can't, it just doesn't occur to me. But if you'd like me to write that, then please let me know!

If you read this after any episode past episode 10, and if any information is incorrect, blame the studio producing this show for not releasing all the episodes fast enough! (I kid, I kid...)

Also pleasssseee review, it'll save my cold, dead heart from the merciless grips of finals weeks. You don't want me to die do you?