The Secret That The Ice holds

Chapter 1

Important information:
Yuri = Japanese Yuri (24 years old)
Yurio = Russian Yuri (15 years old)
Victor = (27 years old)
Others are what they were at the middle of the anime, after the part where Victor and Yuri exchanged rings. (Btw they were not engagement rings, they were just a lucky charm)
Story takes place in Barcelona, Spain, before the Grand Prix Final.
Yuri POV:
I groaned as I rolled over to my side, smacking my hand on my alarm clock.
*crack* *thud*
My eyes widened and I shot up from bed, shocked from how much force that "smack" of mine was, because now my alarm clock lay, broken, on the hotel floor. I groaned and flipped back down onto my bed.

-45 minutes time skip-

Crap crap crap crap crap crap crap!!!!! What am I, an idiot?!
I yelled at myself as I quickly dressed and sprinted out of my room. I just had to break the alarm clock and go back to sleep, didn't I?! Ugh! Victor is going to kill me!!
I ran as fast as I could to the ice rink nearby, where Victor asked me to meet him today for practice before the big event.

I ran into the building and slammed open the door, then immediately collapsing onto the floor to catch my breath.
"I see you slept in again, my little piggy?" I heard Victor laugh, and blushed at the nickname. I quickly stood up and bowed deeply.
"I..I am so sorry for b..being late!!!" I shouted and looked up as I heard another laugh.
"That's quite ok, I've gotten used to this now." Victor smiled at me, and I blushed again.
It's stupid, I've spent like, what, more than half a year with Victor, and I still get super flushed and embarrassed when he comes close to me or says things that he usually says. Why? I don't know. It's annoying though. (Hey that rhymed!)

I set my bag down onto a nearby bench and got my skates on quickly. This ice rink was reserved only for the skaters that are going to attend the Grand Prix Finals to practise, but the others didn't want to come today because they all went off sightseeing or something, so me and Victor had the rink to ourselves to practise. Honestly, thank goodness. This way I can calmly skate without having extreme anxiety.

I jumped onto the ice, which was a bad idea because I lost my balance and fell down, painfully hitting my head on the ice.
I groaned and stood up again, skating over to Victor who seemed to be smiling at something on his phone.
I peeked over his shoulder, miserablely failing though because he was way taller than me, and after 3 failed attampts I huffed and crossed my arms. Victor turned around to me, smiling.
"Well well, look who's trying to peek over people shoulders to look into their private life."
I blushed again, in embarrassment. "Ah! S..sorry I d..didn't- I mean... I never.. I- I.." Victor then laughed and put his phone away.
"Don't worry Yuri. Anyway, let's start practise shall we? We're getting ready to score a gold in two days!"
I nodded and we started our practise.

I'm going to win a gold at the Grabd Prix Final, and nothing can stop me and Victor.

Practise was over, so me and Victor decided to go sightseeing. We spent 3 hours walking around to different shops, and famous places, taking photos and buying stuff. I bought myself and Victor two good luck charm rings to help us win at the big event.
Finally, we both collapse at a bench, sighing heavily.
"Ugh, I'm so tireddddd." Victor whined. I chuckled.
"Me too. We need to head back to our hotel." I said, glancing his way, then immediately looking back down. Victor groaned.
"Ughhhhhhh fineeee." He said, but remained seated. I sighed, but then realised I needed the bathroom.
"Uhm.. V..Victor I..I need the..the bathroom so.. uh- I'm gonna.. g.. go b...but co-come back s..soon... so just w..wait here." I mumbled, and once he nodded, I set the bags I was carrying down and ran off to a nearby public toilet.

Once I did my thing, I stepped out of the toilets, rubbing my hands together, in an attempt to warn them up after the cold water I used to wash them. I walked down the path, when suddenly something grabbed my left arm and pulled me into an alley way. I squeaked in surprise, holding my breath in as the cold back wall of the alleyway met my face.