Warning for homophobic and transphobic language and slurs. Don't worry too much. Our smol angry son is a tough cookie.

The last week had been stressful, to say the least. The trio spent time making the house feel more like a home. Viktor and Yuri spent hours in the basement making a display of ALL their medals. After 3 hours of meticulous work, their "Wall of Fame" was up and looking very shiny. As well, in a very lucky turn of events, they managed to book in regular rink times at the local rink. Once the rink owner realized who they were they got the greatest time slots. On top of this Yuuri and Viktor were invited to come work and teach the younger children once their police checks went through. At least now they would have a steady income and not have to depend on their winnings, sponsorships, and advertising like they did before. Plus Viktor was enamored with the thought of his fiancé skating around the ice with a gaggle of small children. During this, Yuri was gearing up for his first day of school. He was nervous but he wasn't about to let people know that. Really the only person who knew how he was actually feeling was Otabek. At last, after a week of cleaning and unpacking and paperwork, it was time for Yuri's first day of school.

Yuri's alarm started blaring precisely at 7 am. He rolled out of bed and began to shower, letting the water wake him up and prepare him for the day. Yuri then got dressed in his usual attire; black skinny jean, back tiger shirt, and team Russia jacket. He walked downstairs and was greeted to the warm smell of oatmeal with berries. He sat down at the table and began to eat while his parents talked about their plan for the day. By 8 o'clock the family was piled into the convertible and on their way to school.

When they pulled up in front of the school there were student everywhere.

"Have a good day Yura! Tell us all about it when we come to pick you up."

"And don't cause trouble."

"Ya fine. I'll see you after school."

With that Yuri got out of the vehicle and was greeted by stares from various student. Yuri just kept walking as he entered the school and got out his timetable. He had received it the week prior and was all set for class. He was greeted to the sight of a large white sign above the front doors of the school. "Welcome To Dr. E.P. Scarlett High School, A Place Of Humane Learning" Well that was a bit ominous. Were other institutions inhumane? Yuri just kept walking ignoring the whispers of; "I've never seen him before." "Is he new?" "What's with the Russia jacket?" "He doesn't look nice. Maybe he's mafia" Yuri didn't pay them any attention and kept walking down the back hallway to his English class in room 122. The week before he had been shown around by his vice principal so as not to get too lost. Yuri stood outside the door waiting for the teacher to let him in. Other students began to mill around the door, all taking side glances at the new kid. This remained for a few moments until one brave soul walked up to him. He was tall. Very tall. Like at least 6ft, with brown hair and brown eyes. He was wearing a greenish brown shirt with a leather jacket, jeans, and boots.

"Hi, my name is Thomas Norton. You must be new. What's your name?" He thrust out his hand. Yuri took it gingerly.

"Yuri Plisetsky."

Thomas was just about to ask more questions, when their teacher, Mrs. Donavan, came and unlocked the door. The class piled in with Yuri standing off to the side, unsure of what to do. He saw an empty desk in the front left corner and decided to take a seat there. The final bell rang and Mrs. Donavan walked up to the front.

"Good morning class. Now you may have noticed that we have a new student here today. I expect all of you to treat him with respect." She looked at Yuri, "Why don't you come up to the front and tell us a bit about yourself."

Yuri looked a bit shell-shocked but he put on a brave face and made his way up to the front. He was used to talking to the press, so why was a class of 35 fifteen and sixteen-year-olds intimidating him?

"Um, my name is Yuri Plisetsky. I'm 16 and I moved here from Russia 2 weeks ago. And um… I'm a figure skater. I won gold at this season's Grand Prix, silver at the European Championships, and bronze at the World Championships."

His classmates looked on in awe, not sure how to respond. Then Thomas started clapping. Yuri looked a bit confused as most of the class joined in. It was strange to be surrounded by people his own age and not have them be crazy fans.

"Wow, that certainly is impressive Yuri. Why don't we pull up a video on the SMART Board and show the class." Mrs. Donavan beckoned him over to her laptop so that he could pull up a video. He pondered for a moment as to what skate she should show. He eventually settled on his gala skate from the GPF, Welcome to the Madness. His classes' jaws dropped as they watched the skate. This must be new for them. When the skate was over people clapped and Yuri took his seat back at the front next to Thomas.

"Well, that was certainly entertaining. Thank you, Yuri. Now, class, I want you to get out your copies of Romeo and Juliet, get into small groups and read act one."

"Yuri you can work with us." Said, Thomas, as he gestured to a small group of people. They all began to introduce themselves.

"Hi, my name is Samantha." A girl with curly brown hair, deep brown eyes, and skin the colour of the sweetest chocolate shook his hand.

"Bonjour. My name is Olivier. Nice to meet you." A boy with bleach blond hair and blue eyes gave him a fist bump.

"The names Chris." A boy with spiked green hair and green eyes smacked him on the back in such a way that it reminded him of JJ.

"Um, why's your hair green?" there were a series of snickers from the group.

"He tried to dye his hair blond and it backfired on him." Giggled Samantha. After the introductions, the group began to read the act. They finished in half an hour and had 15 minutes to spare so they spent the time talking and getting to know the new kid.

"So, what's high school like is Russia?" Olivier asked.

"I don't know. Because I skate full time I had someone come in and teach me."

"That's cool." Said Thomas. "So how do your parents feel about all of this? Like obviously they support it but, like, how do they feel about all the traveling and stuff?"

"Well seeing as they're my coaches and they compete themselves at the same competitions they really don't have a problem with it."

"Wow! That's cool man. So what made y'all decide to move over here to Cow Town?" asked Chris.

"Um… safety reasons."

"Probably left cuz he's a fucking fag. I hear Russia's not taking too kindly to you fuckers." The group turned around and were faced with a medium sized muscular kid with his brown hair in a man-bun.

"Fuck off Daniel. Nobody cares." Chirped Samantha. Yuri just scowled.

"Shut up Sam. Besides, skating is so gay. And who was the weirdo on the ice with ya? Your boyfriend?" taunted Daniel.

"Ya so what?" Yuri grumbled. "Why does it matter so much to you? Are you just jealous of the fact that I'm a way better athlete than you?" taunted Yuri. Daniel looked like he was about to blow up but he went back to his seat before the teacher caught him.

"Wow… you actually lashed back at Daniel! That's a first." Said Thomas with his eyebrows raised. "Yo you should totally hang out with us at lunch. Meet us at the alcove beside the guidance office." And with that the bell rang and everyone went their separate way to their second-period class. Yuri ran to his locker to grab his dance shoes before making his way to the studio. When he walked in he was greeted to a bunch of girls in leggings and half tops. They all looked at him as he walked in.

"Ah, you must be Yuri. I'm Ms. Lavelle." An older woman in a black leotard and black hair in a bun spoke to him. "Go down the locker rooms and get changed then we can start." Yuri ran down to the locker room and got changed into his leggings and tank top and made his way back upstairs.

"Well, girls you may have noticed we have a new student. Would you like to introduce yourself, Yuri?"

"Uh, sure." He cleared his throat. "My name is Yuri Plisetsky, I'm from Russia and I'm a figure skater."

"Thank you, Yuri. Everyone get on you jazz shoes so we can start across the floor." The class changed shoe and spent the majority of the class going across the floor with a bit of time spent brainstorming music and costumes for the dance show that would take place in June. After a bit, everyone went to get changed and the lunch bell rang. Yuri made his way to the alcove by the guidance office like Thomas told him to.

"Hey, Yuri. Wow. Did'ja just have gym class?" remarked Thomas.

"Net, dance."

"Cool. So welcome to The Cave." He gestured to the area. "This is normally where we hang out at lunch and flex time."

"Um, ok."

"You seem a little apprehensive. What's up?"

"Normally when people my own age talk to me they're my crazy fans."

"Wait… you have a fanbase?! That's so cool!" exclaimed Samantha

"They call themselves Yuri's Angels. My boyfriends' literally had to rescue me from them." Thomas, Samantha, Chris and Olivier started laughing.

"Wow man that's crazy!" laughed Olivier.

"Dude earlier you said your parents skated too. Can you show us?" asked Chris

They all sat down against the red brick wall as Yuri pulled out his phone and opened YouTube. He pulled up the Duetto skate from the GPF.

"Wow, dude that's tight." Said Chris. "So which ones your dad?"

"They both are. I'm adopted."

"Wait. Hold up. So you're saying your parents are these legends like the video said?" shrieked Samantha.

"Basically. But I'm gonna be better than both of them someday!"

The five grade 10's spent the lunch break watching Yuri's skates from the season. They all lost it when Yuri showed them his gala from the worlds. He would have to tell Beka that that skate was still pissing people off. They all ended up exchanging phone numbers and they added Yuri to their group chat. When the bell rang Yuri followed Thomas and Olivier down the change rooms to get ready for gym class.

"Just be careful," said Thomas "Daniel is in our class and it's the flag football unit." Yuri had no idea what flag football was but he assumed that having Daniel play it was a bad idea. They entered the change room and began to get ready for class. Yuri was just opening his locker when he ran into trouble.

"Hey I don't want this fag in my change room." Shouted Daniel. Yuri grabbed his gym strip and began to make his way to the bathroom to change. Just ignore him, just ignore him, just ignore him, don't get in trouble, just ignore him. Yuri repeated that mantra in his head as he began to walk away. That was, until Daniel grabbed his arm.

"Where ya going fag? If you're a real man you'll get changed out here with everyone else." Daniel sneered at Yuri.

"Let go of me." Yuri wrenched his arm free. "For someone who's so homophobic, you seem to be in a hurry to get me undressed." Daniel pushed him against the wall of lockers. Yuri's eyes widened before looking on in anger.

"You scared fag?"

"Why would I be scared of you." And with that Yuri took his shirt off, and promptly got punched smack dab in the middle of the face. Yuri fell to the floor with his hands on his face as his nose bleed.

"You're not even a real boy you fag. I'm telling Coach Spielman that's there's this sissy in the change room." Daniel snapped the bottom of Yuri's chest binder for good measure before storming upstairs to tell their coach.

"Yuri! Are you ok?!" Olivier and Thomas ran to his side. Yuri said nothing. His nose was bleeding profusely and you could see the beginnings of a black eye starting to form. Olivier ran to the bathroom to grab tissues to help absorb the blood. Yuri had tears streaming down his face as he sat crouched on the maroon tiled floor. Thomas sat with him and kept his blond hair away from the blood. Nobody said anything until Coach Spielman burst in. He took one look at the boys on the floor before shouting;

"What on Earth is going on here?! Jason, run and grab me a first aid kit from the sports med office." A boy with black shaggy hair ran out the door. "Daniel told me there was a girl in the change room. So, where is she?"

"Right there on the floor coach." Daniel pointed at Yuri who raised his head and looked on in tear-stained anger. Blood ran down his face as Olivier shoved another paper towel in his hand.

"Daniel, there are no girls in this change room. Now I'm going to have to report you to the office for punching another student. Go up to the gym office NOW!" Daniel stomped upstairs and Coach Spielman crouched down next to Yuri, Thomas, and Olivier.

"Thomas, can you tell me exactly what happened?"

"Yuri was just getting his stuff out of his locker and walking to the bathroom to get changed. Daniel grabbed him and taunted him and made him get changed out here with everyone else. When he saw Yuri's binder he punched him and snapped the bottom."

"Yuri get changed and we'll put some ice on that nose of yours. Then we can call you parents." Coach Spielman stood up. "I want all of you changed and running laps upstairs in the next five, got it. Olivier, Thomas, stay and help him out." With that, the other students rapidly got dressed while Thomas and Olivier helped Yuri whose cheekbones had begun to puff up with bruising. They made their way to the gym office in silence. Yuri sat down in one of the office chairs and waited for their coach to come back. Thomas tried to distract Yuri by playing cat videos on his phone. Yuri wanted to smile but that hurt too much. Yuri had decided that school sucked, but his new friends were cool. The evidently didn't care if he was trans. They could see coach on the phone, most likely talking to Viktor and Yuuri. Daniel had already been shipped off to the office so it was just the trio and the coach. Yuri could sort of hear the conversation going on.

"Ya, right in the nose. No, you don't need to come down right this moment. After school in my office works fine. Yes, by the gym. Ok, I'll let him talk to you know. Yuri come over here I got your dad on the phone." Yuri walked over and took the phone from Coach Spielman and was greeted to frantic shouting on the other end.

"Yuri are you ok? Your teacher told us what happened. How bad are you hurt?" Viktor was almost panicking with worry.

"Papa my nose is bleeding and I think I'll have black eyes. It fucking hurts. Papa, where's Chichi?"

"I'm right here Yura. You going to be able to finish the day or should be come get you?"

"If I leave Daniel wins. I'm staying. I'm strong."

"Ok Yura, just let us know if you need anything. We'll see you after school alright. We love you."

"Luv ya too. Bye." Yuri hung up the phone. Thomas and Olivier went out to go run laps while Coach taped and cleaned up Yuri's face. Because he took a head injury Yuri got to sit this one out. Once class was over they all got changed and made their way to their last period classes. Yuri said goodbye to Thomas and Olivier at the top of the stairs as he made his way up the hidden staircase to sports med. At least he knew someone in the class as he saw Samantha walk up the stairs.

"Dude! What happened to you?"

"Daniel happened." Yuri looked pissed.

"That's not cool. Did he get in trouble?"

"He's in the office now." Yuri smirked.

Luckily Yuri didn't have to go through the whole "introduce yourself to the class" rigmarole. Their teacher, Mrs. Goodmile did that for him. He and Samantha spent the class looking at and taping structures in the foot. After the last bell rang me got his things out of his locker and made his way down to meet his parents and Coach. When he saw Yuuri and Viktor he ran straight to them. Yuuri gave him a hug. He pushed his hair back and took a good look at Yuri's face. Viktor joined the hug and they walked together to the office to discuss what happened. They all sat down with Coach Spielman, Daniel and his parents, and the principal. You could feel the tension in the room between parents. Even though they were Canadian, you could just tell that Daniel's parents were Trump supporters. This would be an interesting meeting.

"If we could please start soon. I'd like to get my son's nose looked at before we have to be at the rink." Commented Viktor.

"Yes let's move this meeting along shall we." Remarked the principal. "So coach Spielman had filled me in on what happened but I would like to hear it from the boys."

"That's not a boy, she's a girl and has no business being in the boys' locker room."

"Stop calling me a girl! I'm not a girl!" retorted Yuri.

"Yuri isn't a girl. Yes he currently has a female anatomy, but he isn't a girl." Interjected Yuuri. "He competes in the senior mens division in figure skating and is currently on testosterone. Yuri is as much a boy as your son."

"Your whole family goes against God!" shouted Daniel's father.

"Mr. Rodgers may I remind you that this is a public school and everyone here has the right to be here and to not be discriminated against. As for Daniel, he will face consequences for his actions. Daniel will face a month's suspension and once he returns he is not allowed to be near Yuri." Stated the principal.

"Well, if you're going to let that kid stay here than I won't be letting Daniel return to this school." Said Ms. Rodgers. With that they left and didn't look back.

"I'm terribly sorry for this incident Mr. Katsuki and Mr. Nikiforov. I hope Yuri will continue to come to school."

"I want to stay Papa, Chichi. I'm making friends who don't care that I'm a famous athlete. They just think I'm cool." Viktor and Yuuri looked at each other and noded.

"I guess you can stay Yuri." Said Viktor

"If you're making friends I'm down for you to stay." Said Yuuri "Now let's get you to the doctor before we have to be at the rink."

The family thanked the Principal and Coach Spielman for their help in the situation as they walked out to the car. As they drove to the walk-in clinic Yuri sent a message to the group chat letting them know what had happened. He would tell Otabek during their skype call later. His new friends were relieved that he was staying and that Daniel had left. Chris said that he had been terrorizing them for years and that Yuri was officially the coolest for getting him kicked out. Once at the clinic Yuri got cleared to skate. No broken nose or concussion, just two black eyes that would last a few weeks. Ok so no press interviews. Fine by me. Thought Yuri. At the rink they all were working on step sequences. Nothing too crazy for Yuri's sake. After a few hours they drove home and Yuri made up soup for dinner. Yuri's face still hurt and he was thankful for the easy meal. They all sat down to eat and Viktor and Yuuri asked him about his other classes. Yuri talked about how Thomas introduced himself. About English class and Samantha, and Olivier, and Chris. He told them about his dance class and how they would put on a show at the beginning of June. After dinner we went up to his room to skype Beka. He was extremely concerned when Yuri told him what happened, but he was happy that he had people to depend on. It was a long day and Yuri fell asleep during the call. Beka blew him a kiss and closed the call. Yuri slept on.

Hello friends, this was a tough chapter to write. So some fun facts about this chapter. 1) Olivier said Bonjour not just for a Canadian stereotype, but because my old school has a French immersion program. I was in that program and it's crazy. 2) The locker room bit was inspired by some real shit that went down when I was in grade 10. I'll write about it on my Tumblr Lupinthealchemist. The tag is #On My Love: Family. I hope you all enjoyed the chapter. And yes the sign to the school really says that.