"Where the hell is that old man, he said that he would be here. If he forgot, I'm breaking his legs." The Russian accent of Yuri Plisetsky growled out as he stood at the side entrance to the banquet, his eyes searching for his future coach.

"There you are Yuri!" The joyful voice of the older man mentioned came from behind Yuri who turned around to see Victor walking over to him with a strangely happier expression. "I was afraid you weren't going to show." he added, noting the younger boy's irritation, "That should be my line you old fart!" he exclaimed in his usual loud voice which Victor had gotten used to long ago.

"Why haven't you gone in yet?" Victor said, dismissing his insult since he was far too happy to care about anything.

"Waiting for you of course. You are going to be my coach for next year's competition." Yuri said, before realizing that the other Yurri wasn't with Victor, "She's not with you, you two still having a fight?" he asked, having noticed how tense it was between the coach and his student when the pair entered the building.

Victor's eyes held confusion, "What are you talking about?"

Yuri scoffed, "Don't play dumb, I saw how the two of you hardly spoke to each other before the competition. What, did you have a lover's spat?" he asked, seeing how those two looked at each other.

Victor blushed before scratching the back of his head, "Was it that obvious?" he laughed sheepishly as Yuri rolled his eyes, "You're not as subtle as you think you idiot."

Victor's happy smile came back, "Guess you're right, you'll be happy to know that we're no longer having that 'lover's spat.'" he said, not caring how Yuri gave him his trademark scowl, "Who said I was going to be happy?" The young Yuri said, contrary to what he was feeling for his rival and coach being together, for which he glad for.

"What are you two fighting about this time?"

The two Russians turned their heads, and couldn't stop their jaws from dropping at the sight of the beautiful Japanese skater. Yurri's dress was an icy blue that reached the floor and tied at the back of her neck, showing off her back and shoulders and revealing subtle cleavage with a golden lace pushing up the bust. She wore matching gold-colored heels, bracelets and hair accessory that held her hair up into a bun.

Yurri blushed as she wrapped her matching shawl around her to keep the cold away, "Is it really that bad?" she asked, a little insecure about her dress.

"No!" The two Russians exclaimed at the same time before Victor added, "You look very beautiful, I didn't know you owned that dress." he said, blushing as he took in her curves that were accented by said dress.

"I didn't, Minako got it for me. I'm surprised she got this without consulting me, and it looks good." Yurri said, still baffled at how her ballet teacher got her size right.

Victor smiled as he took her hand in his, "Well, you look beautiful, like a Winter Goddess." he said before kissing the back of her hand, making her blush deeply.

"Man you two make me sick." Yuri said, feeling disgusted at the display but also happy that the two of them worked out their problems. "C'mon Ballerina, let's get this done before Stupid-In-Love steals you away somewhere." he beckoned the two to follow him into the banquet hall before Yakov sends a search party.

"Stupid-In-Love?" Victor said, feeling offended as Yurri squeezed his hand in reassurance, "He's only joking Victor. This is how he is after all." she said as Victor escorted her into the banquet hall where everyone was waiting. The two of them chatted with various skaters they have met as the party went on before Victor called over Yakov, Lilia, Yuri, Pichit, Mila, Celestino, Christoph, Georgi, Otabek and the Cripino twins for a picture.

"Why the hell do you want to take a picture, are you drunk or something?" Yuri asked, finding it odd that Victor wants to take a picture. But then again, random things have always been the Nikiforov way.

"I just want to be memorable. Pictures are evidence of good days whenever I want to look back." Victor said, his heart racing for what he was about to do.

"For some reason I'm more worried than thrilled." Yuri said as everyone gathered, with Victor and Yurri in the center, for the picture that will be taken by Minako who smiled, having been told of Victor's plan to set her camera phone to video instead.

"Alright, everyone ready? Look happy!" Victor said with his jovial smile as he wrapped an arm around Yurri who blushed as everyone got into position around them.

Victor continued to smile, "Okay, on the count of three, 1...2...3, we're getting married!" Victor announced, holding their engagement rings up, getting the reaction he hoped for as everyone squealed with dumbfounded faces before they congratulated the couple who laughed at everyone's surprise.

"Okay, okay, for real this time." Victor said as everyone returned to their position where Victor counted off again, "Alright, 1...2...3, we're having a baby!" this got everyone screaming in shock and surprise as Yurri blushed when Mila and Sara approached her so that they can touch her belly while Victor got clapped on the back in congratulations.

Minako laughed as she continued filming on her phone, "Oh this one is definitely going on Youtube." she said, making the Russian Yuri turn away from praising Victor when he realized this was being filmed, "Wait, is this on video? Minako, come here!" Yuri exclaimed marching up to her to stop her from recording anything else, but the older woman held the phone higher so that he couldn't reach.

It was a very comical sight watching Yuri on his tippy toes trying and failing to get the camera phone away from Minako who intended to post this on the internet. Which Yuri didn't want considering how ridiculous he must've looked when Victor made those announcements.

"So when's the wedding?" Pichit asked, tearing his eyes away from the scene to address the couple.

Victor smiled, "We'll be getting married immediately when we get back to Japan since it was the place where we first met. I've got a special wedding planned for my lovely bride here." he said, pulling Yurri closer, unmindful of the resounding 'awe' as the Japanese woman blushed at his declaration.

Yurri giggled despite herself, "Victor, why do you always have to surprise me?" she asked, already knowing the answer to that question.

"Because I love you." He said, swooping down to kiss her, earning whistles and cheers at their display of love.

"AHHH! YOU TOUCHED MY BOOBS!" Minako's scream pulled their attention away from the couple to see the ballet teacher putting the young Russian into a headlock, an extremely pissed off expression on her face.

Yuri struggled to get out of a Minako's hold, "SHUT UP, WHY THE HELL WOULD I WANT TO TOUCH YOUR BOOBS! YOU'RE PROBABLY 40!" Minako responded by tightening her hold around his neck, "WHAT DID YOU CALL ME!" she yelled as Yuri started turning blue.

"This is better than last year's banquet." Victor said, watching the scene as Pichit impulsively took photos for his Instagram.

"Should we help him?" Yurri asked, worried that her ballet teacher might kill the other Yuri in a rage.

Victor was silent before answering, "He's fine, this happens to him all the time. He's a professional at this." he said before pulling her away from everyone else so that they can enjoy the rest of their night while Yuri fought to stay alive.

Been months since I started this, and I'm quite surprised how you've taken to this story. Wednesdays are the only free time I have to write anymore considering college and work taking up most of my time. I hope you enjoyed this, the next one will be the last one, it will feature the wedding and epilogue with the baby.

Which part did you people laugh at?