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Chapter Six – Secret Revealed

"I knew it was going to happen and I'm still annoyed by it," Yuri said as he and Otabek made their way through the stores, the young blonde man attempting to ignore the fact that they were being stalked. Or rather he was being stalked since the majority of the rabid fan base was his. A fact that he was so overjoyed about that words could not even describe it.

And sarcasm didn't do it justice.

"I know," Otabek said quietly, the slightly older man wrapping an arm around Yuri as the two of them continued to gather up all of the things that they absolutely could not live without right now with the new baby. The other stuff they would just have rush delivered, cost be damned. "We're almost finished though and then we can go home and figure out how to do damage control."

If there was any hope of that at this point.

Even before Yuri and Otabek finished their shopping trip the internet was set ablaze with the posting of the pictures and the speculations of what it meant to see the pair of skaters with a baby. A baby that looked suspiciously like current world champion figure skater Yuri Plisetsky.

The rumors started to fly immediately.

And the pictures and said rumors went viral in record time.

This was not a record that the blonde Russian wanted to break but unfortunately he didn't really have a say in it, this was out of his control.

As luck would have it, or perhaps not, Viktor was looking at his phone as he waited for his group of students to arrive at the rink, his blue eyes flicking over the random things that appeared on his twitter feed. He was pretty bored with this but then something caught his eye that almost made him drop the phone.

"Yuuuuuuriiiiiiii!" he called out, his hand clutching the phone as his eyes remained glued to the screen.

Yuri Katsuki was just tying up the laces of his skates when he heard Viktor yelling for him as if he were dying or something and he was quick to run toward the rink. Running in skates, even when they had those guard things on the blade, wasn't the easiest thing in the world but he managed to not break his leg, his gaze going to his husband when he reached the half wall of the rink. "Wh-what is it Viktor? What's wrong?" he gasped, his gaze going to Viktor, the Japanese man immediately taking note of the fact that Viktor was gaping at his phone.

The sound of Yuri's voice seemed to snap him out of it and Viktor immediately skated over to the spot where his husband was standing, the slightly older man practically thrusting the phone into Yuri's face. "Look at this!" he exclaimed as he held the phone out. "Do you see this?!"

"I mean I might be able to if you weren't trying to shove the phone up my nose," Yuri said mildly, the man shifting Viktor's hand, and by default the phone, a little so that he could actually see what it was that his husband was trying to show him.

And then he gasped in complete shock as his eyes focused on the picture.

"Is-is that Yurio?" he questioned as he stared at the picture, squinting as if he were trying to look at it without his glasses even though he was currently wearing them.

It was just too hard to believe what he was seeing.

"Yes!" Viktor said, pulling the phone back and once again staring at the picture. "Yurio, Otabek and a baby…why do they have a baby? WHEN did they get a baby?!"

"I have no idea," Yuri said, thinking about that and now he was curious as to what was going on as well. And why Yuri hadn't called them if he and Otabek had decided to start a family. Based on the appearance of the baby he would have thought it was actually Yuri's were it not for the fact that he knew the blonde Yuri and Otabek had been an item practically forever.

To his knowledge Yuri had never even dated anyone else.

Of course the rumor mill was producing any number of potential scenarios to explain this but that didn't mean that any of them were accurate. Yuri already knew that you couldn't believe most of what you read on social media so he was going to wait until he heard exactly what was going on from the source itself.

"I'm going to kill him," Viktor announced after a moment, the man closing out the social media app and then immediately calling Yuri.

"You can't kill him over the phone Vitya," Yuri said mildly, watching his husband with an arched brow. He was a little bit amused by the way that Viktor was acting right now, easily able to tell that he was upset over the fact that they had been left out of the loop on this.

"Okay I'll arrange a meeting and then I'll kill him," Viktor said as he listened to the sound of the phone ringing.

Yuri was standing beside Otabek, Nikolai in his arms, as his boyfriend packed their purchases into the trunk of the car and he groaned rather loudly as he heard the sound of his phone ringing from his pocket. "…and that's Vitya," he said, having set up the phone so that Viktor, the other Yuri, and Otabek all had their own ringtones so he would always know which of them was calling.

So he could figure out whether or not he wanted to answer the phone.

And right now the answer to that was a definite no.

"I'm going to guess those pictures everyone was taking have already been posted and that Viktor saw them," Otabek said as he managed to get everything into the trunk by some miracle.

"I don't want to deal with him right now," Yuri said with a sigh, knowing that he was going to have to because he really did want his surrogate family to know about Nikolai and to meet the little guy. He just didn't want to deal with Viktor asking him, or more likely demanding to know, why he hadn't been told immediately.

Even though it had been heinously early in the morning when he'd met Anya and taken custody of little Nikolai.

"Your call but he's probably not going to stop," Otabek said, turning to focus his gaze on Yuri.

His boyfriend was right and Yuri did realize this but that didn't really make him any more inclined to answer the phone that was still persistently ringing in his pocket. "He's really not gonna stop," Yuri groaned, looking at Otabek and then gesturing toward the baby he was holding with a nod of his head. "Can you take him so I can answer this?" he asked.

"Mhm," Otabek said, reaching over to take Nikolai from his boyfriend, the man balancing the baby on his hip and then once again looking at Yuri.

Who still seemed to be hesitant to answer the phone.

"He's not answering…" Viktor grumbled as the phone continued to ring and ring. It had already gone to voicemail twice and he just kept calling back because he wanted to speak to Yuri in person and he was not going to stop until the blonde answered the phone.

"Maybe he's busy," Yuri suggested as he stepped onto the ice and made his way over to the spot where Viktor was standing. "I mean he has a baby…"

Probably not the best thing to say to Viktor right now but the words were out of his mouth before he even thought about how his husband might react to them.

And by the time that he did think about it, it was much too late.

"Eventually he'll get tired of hearing the ringing and he'll answer," Viktor said, the man once again hitting the redial button on the phone after it went to voicemail for a third time.

"Or he'll turn the phone off," Yuri sort of muttered, thinking that was what he would do if he were in that position.

That was a possibility that admittedly Viktor hadn't thought of and he gave Yuri a look when he heard the slightly younger man's words but since that hadn't happened yet he was thinking that the younger Russian was unlikely to do it. Or else, like Viktor, he hadn't thought of that as an option just yet and would do it the moment that the thought occurred to him.

Or, since it was Yurio that they were talking about, he could always just get mad and throw the phone.

"Are you going to keep avoiding it Yura?" Otabek asked after watching Yuri pull the phone from his pocket only to stare at it as if he were having an internal struggle with himself on what to do. He started to suggest to the younger man that he could just turn the phone off if he was that keen on avoiding the person that was on the other end but something stopped him from doing that.

He wasn't even sure what.

For his part Nikolai had been listening to the phone ring and at this point he wanted it, the little one reaching out for the device that Yuri was holding in his hand.

"Mine…" the little boy said as he reached out insistently for the phone.

"No Nikolai, that isn't yours," Otabek told the child, his gaze still focused on Yuri even as he spoke to the baby that he was holding.

Those words eliciting a whine from the child.

He did not like to hear the word no.

That was his least favorite word.

"Yes…no…maybe…" Yuri said when he was asked about avoiding the call, the young man taking a deep breath and then finally hitting the accept button on his phone. "Vitya…"

It seemed like forever before a voice finally came over the other end of the phone and Viktor was actually so shocked that he didn't say anything at first when he heard Yurio calling him by his nickname. After a moment he recovered and then he remembered why it was that he had been so insistently calling in the first place.

"Yuratchka…do you have a love child?" the man asked rather bluntly.

Causing Yuri to make a choking noise as the slightly younger man looked over at his husband, not having expected that question.

An identical choking noise came from the Russian Yuri as he heard that question from Viktor, that pretty low on the list of things that he had been expecting. It took him a moment to recover from that and he actually refrained from yelling at Viktor for how he'd chosen to ask about Nikolai. That was a pretty big thing for him but he had managed to mature at least a little bit in the time that he had known Viktor and the other Yuri.

"No Vitya, that would be kind of impossible," Yuri said in a blunt tone of his own. "Beka and I are adopting Nikolai."

Viktor looked over at his husband when he heard the snort, an almost identical noise coming from the other end of the phone and that caused him to shake his head. And the response that he gained from Yurio for his question caused him to roll his eyes though he of course was aware of the fact that the younger Russian couldn't see him or the faces that he was making.

He made a mental note to use face time next time just so that he could make these faces at the blonde.

"Adopt? Since when?" he asked, having to fight really hard to keep his voice from being demanding as he posed these questions. This really did seem sudden to him and he wanted to know what exactly had possessed the pair to do something like this.

Especially given the fact that Yuri was still a competitive figure skater with a very busy schedule.

True Otabek had retired the previous year because of an injury but the man still always traveled with Yuri and having a baby to take care of was definitely going to make things harder for the two of them. Which Viktor found himself wondering if they had even thought of or talked about with one another.

This had been a question that he was expecting and Yuri sighed softly before he said, "Look Vitya, how about we just come over to the rink and I'll explain everything to you and Yuri in person? I mean we're literally standing in a parking lot right now and Nikolai is mad cause I won't give him the phone…"

As if on cue the baby issued another whine, Nikolai still holding his hand out in a 'gimme' gesture.

Which Otabek thought was cute.

Viktor was a little surprised when Yuri offered to come to the rink to talk to them but after hearing that they were standing in a parking lot with a cranky baby he realized that it was probably the better option. "Okay…Yuri and I are already there so just swing by whenever. We have a class to teach but it's only a half hour long and then we're free."

They were teaching the beginners and those were always short classes.

"It's a deal," Yuri said when Viktor told him that they could meet up at the rink. "Talk to you then." After saying that he pressed the end call button and then shoved the phone back in his pocket with a sigh. "Well that could have gone worse I guess," he said as he turned back to Otabek. "Looks like we're taking a detour before going home, Vitya and the piggy want to meet Kolya."

Otabek chuckled softly in response to those words, nodding his head and then moving to get Nikolai settled in the car before the somewhat cranky baby decided to have an all out tantrum over the fact that he was denied access to the phone. "I'm sure they'll be thrilled," he said with another chuckle, picturing how the pair of older skaters were going to react to the newest addition to their rather odd little family.

"Mhm…I might be less thrilled," Yuri said, trying to imagine how he was going to explain things to Viktor and keep him from flipping out about it.

He might have to recruit the other Yuri, whom he had developed a close bond with despite the fact that he still referred to him as the piggy sometimes. That had turned into a rather strange term of endearment for him and since Yuri never complained about it he assumed that the Japanese man didn't really mind.

They did have a weird bond after all.

"It'll be fine," Otabek said as the two of them moved to get into the car now that Nikolai was settled. "We should just get it over with…like pulling off a band-aid, best to do it quickly."

That was his attempt at a joke and it did actually get a chuckle from Yuri.

A/N – And that's another chapter finished and the secret is out! Hope that you enjoyed the chapter, please leave a review and share your thoughts. And if you have any scenes that you would like to see feel free to message me about them.