Once the two got back to Russia, Lucy Ivanov was waiting there impatiently, she took a drag of her cigarette as she glared at the two teen. Ariana held her head down as Yuri glared at her mother. As the two got closer to the women she dropped her cigarette an crushed it under her foot as she pushed her glasses upon her head. Ariana stood in front of her mother, Yuri behind her. The two women stayed silent for a moment, before Lucy shot her hand forward and grabbed Ariana's blonde hair.

"Ungrateful little shit." She mumbled as she pulled her hair, Ariana winced as she dropped her bags and placed both her hands upon her mothers, in attempt to get her to let go of her hair.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing you hag!" Yuri yelled.

"Shut it kid." Lucy said as she turned her attention back to her daughter as she pulled on her hair, "You know how much money I spend on you, so that you can skate under Yakov, then you go to Japan to get tips from Nikiforov! You owe me...so let's go." Lucy said as she let go of her hair, Ariana rubbed her head as she picked up her bags, she turned to Yuri, who was currently burning holes into her mothers head, and gave him a small smile before she followed after her mother, and he waited for his Grandfather to arrive.

^~^~^

The two teens were now at the skating rink stretching as they were on their phones.

"Huh? That little piggy's producing his own free program?" Yuri read as he was leaning on the wall as one of his legs was in the air.

"Really?" Ariana mused as she was doing the same as him.

"Is Yuko trying to scout the enemy? Damn it." Yuri mumbled as he read Yuko's text.

'But producing his own program, huh?' Yuri thought as he put his leg down.

"Something on your mind?" Ariana asked as she placed her leg down and scouted closer to him, but before he could answer Mila threw her arms around the two, as she leaned her head onto Yuri's shoulder.

"Oh. Yuri, did you and Ariana go to Japan for a date?" She asked as the two blushed and looked away,

"No. Get off me Mila." Yuri said as he tried to shake her off.

"This is embarrassing." Ariana mumbled as she detached herself from Mila, leaving Yuri in her grasp, Mila pouted.

"So mean, Ari." She whined as she leaned her head onto Yuri's, and Yuri continued to try to get her off.

"Are you horny because you dumped that hockey player? I wouldn't put myself in that situation. I won't get myself almost killed just for going on a date with another girl." Yuri said as he looked at his phone and Mila smiled as she suddenly lifted him up above her head, causing Ariana to burst out into laughter as she began to take a video.

"I've been practicing lifts lately, too." Mila smiled as Yuri struggled.

"Let me down, hag!"

"I'm only three years older then you."

"Yuri. Ariana. Mila."

Ariana quickly stopped the video as she shoved her phone in her pocket as she straightened up.

"Coach Yakov." Mila said as she looked at him.

"Put me down already! Come on!"

"Are you two switching to pair skating?" Yakov asked as Ariana suppressed a laugh.

"S-sorry." Mila said as Yuri still struggled in the air.

Ariana sighed as she was in-between Mila and Georgi as they watched Yuri skate.

"I wonder what happened to Yuri in Japan? he used to hat practice." Mila said.

"A lot." Ariana replied as she watched him.

"He was arrogant about his abilities because no one in his age group rivaled him." Yakov said as Ariana glanced at him, "In the males division." Yakov added as Ariana nodded her head before focusing back on Yuri as Yakov continued, "I think his face-off with Yuuri Katsuki in Japan was his wake-up call. This makes things interesting." Yakov said as Ariana watched a woman approach them, "Thank you for coming, Lilia."

"So which one his he? If I don't like what I see, I'll go home." Lilia said, her Russian accent very heavy.

"Who's this hag?" Yuri asked as she suddenly grabbed his face.

"No cavities." She said as she opened his mouth, she then stretched his leg up, "Physically, he's abysmal."

"Ow, ow, ow!"

"We start from square one with ballet lessons."

"Do what you want." Yakov said.

"What the hell!" Yuri yelled.

"I will choreograph your free program. First, I've decided on your next goal. Become this season's principle--" Lilia said as she placed her hand on his cheek, "No, prima ballerina. If you are willing to sell your soul to win."

"P-prima ballerina?" Mila asked as Yuri reached up and grabbed Lilia's hand moved it down.

"If selling my soul is all it takes to win, I'll give you my whole body, no holds barred." Yuri smiled.

"I am Lilia Baranovskaya. Go home and pack your things. You'll be living with me from now on to practice." She said as she shook his hand as Yuri and Yakov freaked out, "You too, Yakov."

"Lilia!"

"Don't get me wrong, Yakov. I don't intend to get back together with you."

"Huh?" Ariana asked.

"What?" Yuri asked.

"I...I wasn't hoping for that at all!"

"Which one is the girl?" Lilia suddenly asked, as Yakov pointed at Ariana, who stood dumbfounded.

"Me?" She asked as Lilia asked as she walked over to the blonde.

"You wish to win in the Senior Grand Prix Finals in the women's division, no?"

"Y-yes! More then anything!"

Lilia hummed when she opened Ariana's mouth, causing Ariana to wince.

"Good teeth." She then pulled on her blonde hair, "Healthy hair." Lilia then pulled on her leg and made it go up.

"Hey!" Ariana said.

"Could use some work on her flexibility, but not half bad." Lilia said as she dropped her leg and crossed her arms over her chest, "I will also be choreographing your free program and we will be starting with ballet as well, you will also be moving in with me, so pack your bags."

"Huh?!" Ariana freaked out.

^~^~^

"No! No! Not like that at all! Throw yourself away! Your past self is dead! People who can be reborn as many times as necessary are the strong ones." Lilia said as Yuri spun and leaped around, while Ariana was working on her footing.

"Your footing is off! No! Wrong! More grace, you look dead!" Lilia said as Ariana sighed and tried to move more gracefully on her feet.

^~^~^

Yuri skated on the ice and leaped into the air as he landed, he jumped again and landed it as Lilia and Ariana watched.

"It's no good at all. Even the king crab we ate yesterday had a better free leg then you." Lilia said as Yuri panted as he bent down, "Do it again, starting from the same place. Your response?"

"Yes, ma'am!" Yuri said as he stood straighter and whipped his sweat.

"Ariana."

"Yes, ma'am?"

"Go out there."

"Okay." Ariana skated past Yuri as she tied her hair into a bun, Ariana skated a she jumped and preformed a triple Salchow, but landed a little off.

"That landing was awful!"

Ariana skated backwards as she turned and glided around the ice, jumping her and there and leaping up as her leg were apart.

"Needs work." Lilia said as Ariana panted.

^~^~^

"Yuri. Ariana." Yakov said as he opened the door and saw Lilia on the coach, drinking coffee, "The assignments are in!"

"Where? Where'd the little Japanese piggy get assigned?" Yuri asked as he opened the bathroom door, his hair still wet, and a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Already?' Ariana asked as she walked out in a large white T-shirt that covered her shorts, and was using a towel to dry her blonde hair. As she averted her gaze from Yuri as a blush crossed her face.

^~^~^

Another day at the rink and Ariana stood with Lilia as the two watched Yuri skate.

"Okay, from the beginning." Lilia said as she clapped her hands together and Yuri took her hair down as they all gasped at his determination.

"That's right, Yuri...That's beautiful."

"He was so reluctant at first, but he's becoming more and more like a prima ballerina." Mila said as Ariana hummed in agreement.

'I only have a short window before my body changes. I'm going to take advantage of everything I can right now to win.' Yuri thought as he opened his eyes, that were full of determination before he skated gracefully again. Ariana had her hands over her mouth as she watched Yuri skate, a few tears falling from her eyes.

'You've come this far, Yuri....and I couldn't be any more proud.' Ariana thought as she smiled softly.

To be continued