He and Phichit were together in the airline company shop, working, when someone approaches them, ignoring the queue of passengers and hits a paper on the table.

"Can you help me?!" He says loudly, panting a little, startling Yuuri, who had his back to him.

"Ah ... a moment." The Japanese says, moving quickly on the computer. "What is the problem?"

He then finally sees the person who had approached and is surprised to see a tall, silver-haired man with beautiful blue eyes. He was in a black suit and tie with a white shirt on the inside and a long light blue cloak open at the front and a suitcase on his left side.

"There's an error in my passage." The man says, looking at him with some curiosity and holding the paper out to him.

Such a paper is his ticket. Yuuri picks it up and quickly types in the computer the passenger's name - Nikiforov, Victor - and when he finds it, he glances quickly at the data in the system. Victor extends to him a cell phone, where he realizes that he sees an email from a travel agency with the same data, but with a disturbing difference: his destination is different.

"Not again." He whispers, accessing the system of flights to the city that is on the cell phone and notices that there are vacancies on the flight from here to ... HALF A HOUR?!

"Mr. Nikiforov, I will cancel and redo your ticket and I will guide you to check-in,a the gate and the plane as quickly as possible, for the flight is in a half hour." He says, surprising the silver-haired man. "Is any other information wrong?"

"No." The other man just responds, tilting his face and making the fringe that hid his left eye slide and reveal it.

Yuuri prints the page with the old information, cancels the passage and re-creates it, quickly typing all the information on paper and the new destination for his trip. He finishes in 6 minutes, prints the ticket and gets up, raising his radio.

"Katsuki speaking." He says, taking a deep breath and jumping from the counter to the passenger side, surprising not only him but the others as well. "Leo, paralyze a little the check-in luggage and open the flight system is 3225, name Nikiforov, Victor. Yuuko, reopen the boarding gate and wait for me. I'm arriving there with passenger who was victim of the mistake of 'that' tourist agency and I need to move his luggage immediately. Celestino, ask the pilots to delay the take-off of the plane a bit and ask them to open the back door, so our passenger avoids embarrassment, also ask to reopen the luggage compartment and check his suitcase urgently . "

" I'm ready for it." Leo of the Church responds.

" Boarding gate open and waiting. " Yuuko Nishigori responds.

" Pilots and commissioners informed, they are waiting for the passenger with an open luggage compartment and Charlie is waiting for his. " Celestino, their chief, responds.

Yuuri then looks at Victor.

"We have no time to lose, give me your luggage and I'll check you in. Go to gate B23 and wait for me with the clerk." When you get to the metal detector, approach the seated guard and tell Katsudon, he will give priority to you with that. " He asks and Victor nods, handing the silver case to him and pulling away.

Yuuri approaches Leo, apologizing to the waiting passengers and dispatches his suitcase. He rushes to the emergency stairs and quickly climbs two floors, leaving right at the boarding gates area. He ran to the gate in question, noting that Victor was also approaching.

"Mr. Nikiforov!" He calls it, next to Yuuko, who is already with the passage of him, releasing him to the flight.

Victor looks at him and hurries. Beside him, Yuuri accompanies him to the passenger tunnel, extending the plane ticket.

"Here it is.I apologize for the inconvenience and wish you a safe travel." He says, stopping walking when they arrive at the door of the open plane and with the flight attendant waiting for him.

"Can you ... tell me your name?" The passenger asks, to his surprise.

"Yuuri Katsuki, Mr. Nikiforov."

"Yuuri, call me Victor, please." The passenger, Victor, says and opens a wide heart-shaped smile.

And then he gets on the plane. Yuuri watches the stewardess close the door, and lets out a sigh, returning to the store.

"Leo, Yuuko, Celestino, passenger on board. good job, everyone." He says on the radio, deciding to go to the bathroom to wash his face before going back to work.

" Good work for you too, Yuuri. " Celestino responds, making him smile.

~ x ~

Days later, Celestino and other managers will talk to the tourism agency's owners, who note that the error comes from an clerk named JJ Leroy, who is always distracted looking himself in a mirror. Yuuri, who accompanies Celestino, recognizes the man and takes a deep breath.

"I see you have not changed anything." He says, using his index finger to push the mirror, causing him to fall from front to table.

JJ panics when he sees his fallen mirror and freezes when he sees Yuuri sitting at his desk, crossing his legs and arms. The Japanese, with his back-slicked hair removed his blue-rimmed glasses from his face to wipe the lenses back and forth, smiled at the sight of his flushed face.

"You're making too many mistakes in life, you know? You're still an irresponsible narcissist who thinks too much about yourself." Yuuri continues, noting that everyone there looks at him in surprise. "What was it you called yourself at the University? Ah, King JJ!"

People present there look at each other and laugh.

"But you know, I have to repeat the same thing when I turned you down at the University." Yuuri laughs, looking back at Leroy. "You are not, you never were, and you will never be a king." A king must sacrifice himself for the sake of his people and his kingdom. Can you do it? Or does your narcissistic pride keep you from seeing the reality in front of you? "

He then leans to the side, leaning on the table with his right arm, staring at Leroy.

"You're in luck, because if I were your boss, I'd fire you now, after seeing so many airline complaints your agency works." He whispers, moving away from him and out of that room.

Well, he's not his boss, but even so, Jean-Jacques Leroy was fired that evening.

~ x ~

"Yuuri!"

Yuuri is scared to see that the next customer to dispatch suitcase is none other than Victor.

"Hello, Mister... ah ..." He coughs, his face flushed. "Hi, Victor."

Victor smiled at him, holding out the ticket and the luggage.

"You work here too?" He asks, watching the Japanese register his luggage and take it to the mat.

"Yes, I work in the company shop, here at check-in and also at the boarding gate." Yuuri responds, returning the note to him. "Have a safe travel."

"Are you here every day?" Victor asks, curious.

"Except Sundays." Yuuri responds, watching him with his face bent, confused.

"Great." Victor says and walks away, making him even more confused.

~ x ~

Victor returns with a new ticket and a bouquet of flowers two weeks later, and delivery to Yuuri, who was in the baggage check-in.

"I want you to accept these flowers in appreciation for what you have done for me." Victor says, seeing him accept the flowers in surprise.

"I just did my job, Victor." He says, with a shy smile on his face. "But thank you anyway. I love flowers."

"How nice." Voctor says, face flushed.

Yuuri then picks up his luggage and returns the note, wishing him a great trip.

...

"Oh my God, Yuuri! He gave you flowers! He must like you!" Phichit says, next to him.

Yuuri looks him through the flowers.

"Is he? He said they were his thanks. " He asks shyly.

"Let's see if he shows up in two weeks' time to talk with you again. If so, and he shows up with a new gift, I want you to come and work like this." Phichit picks up the phone and shows Yuuri sitting on Leroy's desk.

Yuuri is scared to know that his friend got this picture. He looks at himself and then at his best friend.

"You mean ... My hair?" He asks, getting a nod from his best friend. "Deal."

Yuuri then handed him a card and a paper with 6 digit numbers, scaring him.

"You can use my meal card." He says, looking at him. "And you can always go home to dinner with me and my family."

Phichit hugs him, sobbing.

~ x ~

When Victor appears exactly on the same date combined, he does not bring a bouquet of flowers. It carries a large paper bag from a famous bakery. Yuuri looks at him with surprise.

"I came a lot earlier and wanted to know if you would share it with me." He says, and notes that Yuuri looks at the package with frowning brow.

"Victor, I'm glad you bought all this for me, but ..." Yuuri interrupts, and Victor decides not to say anything. "You would not mind if I gave my friend Phichit everything, he has a sick sister and he helps his parents with medicines and consultations, and since he shares the apartment with other friends of ours, he barely has money to feed himself."

Victor is scared by what he listens to and understands the reason for Yuuri's hesitation. In fact, he would hesitate and probably would not even ask if he were in his place. Victor smiles at him, and nods.

"Yes you can." He says. "But you'll have to think of a way to apologize to me."

"OK." Yuuri says, relieved. "This I can do, but not today."

"What?" Victor asks, surprised.

"You'll be surprised." Yuuri says, looking at him with a smile on his face. "Now, since the movement is very weak at the moment, Phichit can handle this alone. So if it's all right with you, can we have some juice and talk?"

Victor cheers, his eyes glittering and again opening his heart-shaped smile.

"Of course!" He says.

Yuuri picks up the package and shuts it, picking up the cell phone and typing a message for Phichit to buy a large cup of orange juice for him. It does not take much time and the Thai appears carrying the juice.

"Oh hi." He says, looking at Victor. "My name is Phichit Chulanont."

"Victor Nikiforov." Victor answers, leaning on the counter with his right shoulder.

"Phichit, two things." Yuuri says, and points to the package. "This juice is for you, because I know you have not eaten today and just use my card to buy coffee and a sandwich." Now, I'm going out with Victor. Call me on the radio if you need me. "

"Dude, you're the best best friend anyone can have, you know that?" Phichit hugs him, and Victor just smiles at the scene.

The juice actually became a full lunch. And they both talked about each other, discovering that they have similar tastes. Both love to cook and eat. They love pets, especially poodle dogs. They have a poodle each. They love figure skating and can skate on ice. Both are foreigners who have come to the United States to live a better life.

"By working at an airline, I was able to bring my parents and my sister from Hasetsu here with great discounts on the tickets." Yuuri says, and looks at the clock from the food court. "Victor, I need to get back to my job. It was nice talking to you."

"I really enjoyed talking to you too, Yuuri." Victor says, getting up from the table with him. "I'm looking forward to the surprise you mentioned earlier."

"Have a good trip, Victor." Yuuri says, smiling at him.

~ x ~

It's Sunday, the day Victor returns from the trips he makes all month to Los Angeles. Wearing a pair of black jeans, a light blue shirt, with his hair slicked back and with Vicchan in his arms, he waits for Victor to land. When Phichit looks at him, he whistles at him.

"Dude, you're hot."

Vicchan is the center of attention, but Yuuri just smiles politely and keeps his gaze focused on the gate, he is happy to see Victor, but the smile falls apart when he sees him hugging a woman with short red hair. She looks at him and he turns, walking back to the garage, where his car is parked.

"I knew it was impossible for someone like him to like me." He says, hugging the dog, who licks the tears that flow from his face