Ice Queen

China

Yayyyy! You're officially half way through the series. Hope you enjoy!

        Yurio's pov
I threw my phone across the room. Her dancing was beautiful, but I couldn't agree with the meaning. I don't know why this made me so angry, but seeing her dance for someone else was infuriating.
       She told of a love story. I wondered who it could be. She didn't really seem close to anyone in Japan. Maybe in America? I hope they rot.
2nd pov
Victor and you wished goodbye to Makkachin as Yuri told you both to hurry. Yuri's friends and family waved you all off as you hopped into the sleek black car which would take you to the airport.
      This would be your first competition out of the country in awhile. It was a little terrifying, but still exciting.  You checked your phone on the way their. Yurio had placed 2nd at Skate Canada. You knew he was likely pretty disappointed in this, he had really hoped to place first. It was odd he hadn't texted you though. Usually you would stir up a conversation several times a day, but he hadn't texted you since two days before. You decided to leave it alone for now and focus on the upcoming competition.
   "You made sure to book me a flight and room at the hotel right?" you confirmed with Victor.
"Yes, there's nothing to worry about my little princess."
He had started calling you that silly nickname as a joke. He thought you weren't fit to be a ruler just yet, so he called you a princess because of your age.
Timeskip
Thankfully Victor did not lie as you found a comfy room waiting for you. Then someone knocked at your door.
     You opened it to find Yuri.
"Victor said to meet him downstairs in 30 minutes." he said. You thanked him and closed the door.
         First you showered and slid on a white turtle neck under a light tannish/pink skirt.

(I think it would look like this, but as always, YOU DO YOU)
         The look for shoes was a struggle until you found some shin high, lace-up, white boots who fit the aesthetic perfectly.
       You checked your phone to see you had three minutes left. Quickly you grabbed your wallet, keycard, and phone and went to the lobby. Both Victor and Yuri were there, Victor held a black jacket your way.
"Let's be matching." he requested. You noticed the two of them had identical jackets. You put yours on and followed them to an interview.
      Halfway through the interview, Victor recognized a grumpy looking man. Only when you heard his voice did you recognize him. He was Victor's coach. Victor invited him to get hot pots with you, but the coach bitterly declined.
       After the interviews, the three of you visited a local hot pot shop. You were seated at a booth were Victor immediately started dining on just about everything.
        Victor allowed you to look at the menu until he realized you were just examining the calorie counts. He snatched it from you and sat on it so you couldn't get it.
     The three of you talked for awhile until someone Yuri recognized came in. His name was Phichit, you recognized him from a competition a few years back.
"You're name is Y/n right?" he questioned while shaking Victor and your hands.
"Mhm. Phichit?" you double checked. Phichit then invited his coach, Yuri's old coach.
      You all got to know each other quite well over dinner.
Phichit questioned you,"Are you going to eat anything Y/n?"
You responded quickly,"No." He took a few things while Victor looked at you disappointed.
      That's when the drinking came in. Victor started off with just one, but drank more and more alcohol through the night. It was combination of expensive looking wine bottles and beers. Yuri and you only realized just how much he had consumed when he took off his shirt.
      A few other people who represented America came to the hot pot place. You had seen them from time to time but weren't very well acquainted.
         Soon enough the bill came. It was well worth in the thousands( thanks to Victor) Yuri was about to pay, but you beat him to the punch.
"Oh you don't need to pay!" Yuri begged for you to remove your card.
"Nah it's all good. Just a thanks to Victor for always paying for my groceries." you reassured him, which convinced him enough to put his card away. Unlike Yuri, you were more well known, and liked, so you got more money. Now that you weren't in hiding, you had social media which made you a fair amount, plus your parents gave you large quantities of money to live off of.
     When it was time to go back to the hotel, Victor was clearly too drunk to walk. Yuri tried several methods to help him up, but none work.
       You decided to hoist him on your back and carry him to his hotel room. Although he wiggled a lot, he wasn't too hard to lift. Your parents had made sure you were able to lift, and you still kept it in your training routine to keep you strong.
        His pockets were empty.... After getting him off your back, you looked through all his pockets for a keycard.
"Do you have his?" you questioned Yuri, who had followed you the whole way back. You were about to take him to your room when Yuri offered to keep him instead. Without question you brought him to Yuri's room and got ready for bed.
      Still there were no texts from Yurio. You texted a simple," Hey." You waited about an hour until it was clear he wasn't going to respond yet. For the first time in awhile, you went to bed a little emptier than usual.