Eight Days A Week (a Yuri!! On Ice nanny au)
okay but a nanny!AU where Viktor has somehow acquired a bushel of children and needs a nanny to help care for his screaming brood - enter Yuuri, freshly retired from what he thinks was a failed figure skating career, and in desperate need of money to help pay off his student loans.
Yuuri’s nervous – it’s his very first meeting at the nanny agency and he has no idea how he’s gong to pull any of this off, when Viktor Nikiforov, the world’s best figure skater (ret.), walks in. Yuuri nearly has a heart attack, but his excitement and energy quickly vanishes when he realizes that Viktor, who stood on the podium with Yuuri at Worlds two years before (for Yuuri’s first and only World medal, a bronze) doesn’t recognize him at all.
By the time Yuuri takes this in (wondering why he thought Viktor would even remember a washed-up nobody like him, anyway), a weary, weary Viktor is telling him that the longest a nanny has lasted with Viktor’s kids is a week, and the last one left after three hours, recommending that Viktor hire an exorcist instead of childcare help.
Yuuri, whose hurt feelings won’t pay the rent, swallows his crushed dreams and accepts the job.
(He tells all this to his roommate Phichit that night. “Wow,” Phichit says. “Your life sucks.”)
The next day, he goes to Viktor’s house and the door is opened by a tiny blond ball of rage, who promptly kicks Yuuri in the shin and runs off.
“That’s Yuri,” says a young boy lurking behind the hall stand inside. “He’s three. He hates you.”
“What about you?” Yuuri asks, favoring one leg.
The boy considers. “I’m Otabek. I’m five. I hate you too.”
Viktor comes up, removes the cricket bat from Otabek’s hands, and brings Yuuri inside. “The children didn’t want to come meet you,” Viktor says in way of explanation as they go into the large house. “I can usually find them.”
They discover Sara and Michele (twins, Viktor tells him, and six) in the kitchen, eating crackers under the table. Jean-Jacques (seven) is climbing a bookcase in the library. Mila (nine) is reading a book in front of the television, with the dog Makkachin at her feet. It takes a while to find the last two, Georgi and Chris, both twelve, but Viktor finally locates them sitting on the garage roof. Georgi has a guitar and Chris has a water gun, which he promptly uses to squirt Yuuri in the face.
“There they are,” Viktor says.
Yuuri takes off his glasses to dry them. He’s a little shell-shocked. “Eight children.”
“Yes.” Viktor hesitates. “I have to go. Are you staying?”
Yuuri puts his glasses back on. “Um, sure?”