Yuri

"Phichit?"

It's him. I've found him. But how? Why? WHAT!? I'm so confused. Has he been here all along? And if so why didn't Victor tell me earlier? Did Yakov know about this?

So many thoughts ran through my head. Seeing the baffled look on my face Victor clears his throat, "Um, well, have a seat, and we can talk about this when Phichit wakes up... which should be," he checks his watch, " in a minute or 2."

Silently, I sit down on the bed next to Phichit. I get the covers and pull it up over him so he doesn't get cold. I make sure that I cover his feet because he often complains about his cold toes.

Victor is looking at a timer counting down slowly under his breath. "And 39 sec, 38 sec, 37, 36, 35..." he keeps counting, and I watch Phichit apprehensively. He looks so pale and cold...

"And down to the milliseconds..." says Victor, and Phichit starts to stir. He opened his eyes, and then the timer goes off.

"Congrats Phichit, you woke up faster than Yurio when he got shot his first time!" Claps Victor.

My jaw drops. "WHAT!!!??? HE GOT SHOT!!!"

"Don't worry Yuri, it's just by the tranquilizer gun."

"YA AND THAT PUT HIM TO SLEEP FOR WHAT? 2 DAYS!!!"

"Actually, 48 hours and 27 minutes 24 sec, and 33 milliseconds." Nods Victor, "Actually, no 32 milliseconds. He beat Yurio by a milli second."

Phichit is still blinking trying to grasp what happened.

"Victor, can I at least make the poor boy some hot chocolate?! I mean he haven't eaten in 2 days! Wait but isn't the kitchen still on fire?"

"Haha fire... I'm fire... I'm so lit, I'm lit on fire... it's hot... no I'm hot... ya sexy hot... no nevermind, I'm temperature hot." Phichit can't even speak a clear thought.

"Is he ok?..." I ask cautiously... he doesn't look ok.

"Ya he'll be fine. We can water him. That's what I do with my plants."

"No! Your "watering" is dumping water on a person. If you do that he'll get cold!" I say mortified not wanting Phichit to get sick from this.

"Na bruh, I'm not cold, I'm hooott. I'm some hot stuff!!!" Phichit slurs.

"Sure..." I mumble. "I'm gonna make him that hot chocolate."

"Ok the kitchen should be done by now... oh and make a second one for Yurio."

I glare at Victor. "Sure, but maybe next time we think before we shoot?"

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Victor

Damn... Yuri got really mad... sigh... and he's mad at me, and I'm not even the one who shot Phichit!

I walk over to Yurio, and slap him. "It's all your fault Yuri is mad at me!"

I groan thinking about the angel who actually was mad...But Yuri is pretty cute when he's mad.

Phichit tries to sit up, but fails, and just ends up collapsed on the bed. A twinge of guilt runs through me. I was the ones who commissioned the guns and bullets to be made...

Yurio starts to stir. Great! An angry short midget was about to join in on this problem. That's just what I need to add to my list. Maybe I should shoot him again... playing with that thought in my head. I reach towards my gun, but then Yuri walks in.

"VICTOR NIKIFOROV, DON'T YOU FRIGGIN DARE!!!"

Quickly I let my hand fall down to my side.

I turn around to face an angry Yuri, "I'm kidding, I'm kidding!" I let the gun drop and raise my hands up in the air.

"You better be." Yuri sniffs, obviously still mad at me. I walk over to him and take a cup from him, and walk over to Yurio.

"Here" I say thrusting the cup at him. The hot chocolate spills a bit, and stains his pants. He glares at me. I shrug as he takes the mug away from me. I see Yuri helping Phichit up slowly, helping him lean against the wall. Maybe next time I should shoot myself so Yuri can take care of me like that. Yuri helps Phichit bring the cup to his lips. Seriously I should shoot myself! I plop on the coach.

Yuri clears his throat. "Soooo..."

Yurio raises his head, "Ya? What?"

Yuri continues, " Why did you shoot Phichit?"

"Ummm... well technically I'm not the one who shot him...Yurio is." I say nervously.

Yuri swings his angry gaze to Yurio.

"What? Don't blame it on someone who just woke up from being shot! Sheesh my head is still buzzing!" Yurio finally sits up holding his mug, and taking a sip.

"Well you do did shoot him, so why?" Yuri asks.

"Because I was trespassing, "said Phichit. Yuri looks at him surprised. Phichit continues, "that means I violated the peace treaty. I'm surprised not more was done to me."

"YOU DID WHAT!?!" Now Yuri's anger turned on Phichit.

Phichit falters. "Um I may have jumped the fence to get some info..."

"AND YOU DECIDED TO BREAK THE PEACE TREATY TO COLLECT SOME SOME STUPID INFO!!! YOUR STALKING IS GOING TO FAR!"

"First of all, stalking is an extreme word. I prefer to use the words, 'intense research'. Second of all, it wasn't for stalking purposes, I'm not that much of a stalker. I did it for a mission." Phichit says defending himself.

"Oh... a mission?..." Yuri says calming down. "But why would there be a mission that my dad would approve that would include violating the peace treaty?..."

"Because I may have acted on my own..." Phichit mumbles.

"Oh ok. WAIT, IM SORRY WHAT!?!" Yuri exclaims.

"Haha- funny story, maybe I'll tell you another time. Well, it's been great! Victor, Yurio, thanks so much for hosting me. See you next time." Phichit makes a beeline towards the door but Yuri and Yurio both bar his way.

"Your not going anywhere," growls Yuri, "sit your ass down!"

Wow... Yuri is really mad

"Umm... ok... well then," Phichit says as Yuri grabs his arm and dragging him back to the bed.

"Whoaaaa, don't need to bring me to bed, I'm not into that kind of stuff." Phichit says. Yuri slaps him.

"Owww? Yurio a little help"

"No way! Why would I want to help you, plus I don't wanna deal with Yuri right now!" Yuri exclaims.

"I'm sorry. Who broke the peace treaty?" Asks a voice.

We all turn around. There stood Yakov.

Oh sh*t

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