Reverence (Yuri Plisetsky x OC)

Where It Began

She's pulled it off! Haruka Katsuki is officially the first skater to ever land a quadruple axel in competition and at only 15 years old! I see a gold medal for Japan in the girls future if she can pull that off at the Winter Olympics this year!

I sighed, staring out my bedroom window as rain thundered against the pane. Now is not the time Haru; Yuri will be home any minute after his disaster at the Grand Prix. Now was not the time to feel sorry for yourself. You had to be there for him.

"Haruka! That's your brother home!" My mothers voice yelled up the stairs

"Coming!" I called back, heaving a sigh I pulled myself to my feet, exiting my room. I could see Yuri putting his cases down and getting hugged by my older sister.

"Yuri" I smiled gently and he turned; there was an awful silence in the room for a moment. This was the first time we'd seen each other since I'd been away

"How about I make some tea?" Mari said with a smile that was too big and left us alone.

"I'm sorry, Haru" Yuri said quietly

"What for?" I frowned

"I wanted to win; for us both" he muttered

"Yuri" I sighed, grabbing his shoulders and pulling him into a hug, he burst into tears on my shoulder as he clutched my waist. I 

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry" he repeated

"Yuri, stop it" I sighed, running my hand through his hair "it's not your fault, you did amazing - I'm so proud... there's always next year" He hiccuped as his tears soaked into the shoulder of my jumper as we stood in silence for a few minutes "how about we go to the rink?"

"O-okay" he pulled away, his face gone red. He always was an ugly cryer, I pulled the tissue out of my back pocket and wiped his nose.

"Blow" I sighed and he did what he was told. I swear I babied my 23 year old older brother when I'd only just turned 17 "I'll just get my skates" I smiled reassuringly, turning away and ignoring my knee as it twinged; walking up the stairs to my room. I sighed as I entered my room; skates discarded in the corner, my poster of Mao Asade falling down, bed messily made. I picked my pristine white skates off the floor - staring at them with some comprehension before grabbing my leg warmers. Don't over think. Yuri needs comforting. I pushed any doubts into the corner of my mind as I walked down the stairs. Yuri stood sniffling and biting his thumb. I hadn't seen my brother in months. He'd been home that whole time after flunking out of the Grand Prix but I'd been studying abroad to be able to speak English fluently. I now noticed he'd put on some weight.

"Lets go" I smiled and he followed me into the cold. I zipped my jacket over my chest and puffed out a breath, it condensed in the air in front of me.

"You're not disappointing?" Yuri asked as we made for the ice rink

"Of course not" I rolled my eyes "of course I want you to win, Yuri, but don't get so down on yourself - you can try again"

"yeah" he said vaguely "how's your knee?"

"Same old same old" I waved away the question as the rink came into view. We walked inside in silence and I brushed a lock of my dark hair off my face and behind my ear as we walked up to the desk, I realised it was after hours but Yu-chan always let us on the ice when we wanted.

"Excuse us" Yuri spoke

"Our regular hours are over" the girl replied, moving to hang up a pait of skates from behind the counter, she turned and her eyes widened as she saw us both there.

"It's been a while, Yuko-san" Yuri said awkwardly

"Yuri-kun? Haru-chan?" she beamed, running over to the counter "you came to skate?! Go ahead"

"We can?" Yuri asked

"You just wanna skate the two of you? Of course you can!" she smiled "I'll protect you!"

"Thank you" I smiled and followed Yuri towards the rink, as the doors opened we were hit with the blast of cold air and I breathed deep through my nose. I always loved the clean, cold air of the rink. But now all I wanted was to cry at the site of the ice, my fingers clutching tightly to the laces of my skates as I sat next to my brother to pull them on. I sighed as I pulled my lucky scrunchy from my wrist. I'd worn it to every competition. Well, all but one. I pulled my long, chocolate brown hair up off my shoulders.I was very similar to Yuri in most ways, especially physically. Except, Yuri had a heart of glass. I had one of lead. most figure skaters were fragile. But constant ridicule had made me the strong skater I used to be.

"Would you wait here?" Yuri asked, holding his glasses to me as stood with Yu at the side of the rink "I want you to see this"

"Okay?" I frowned, tucking his glasses into my bag.

"I've been practising this since the competitions ended" he said before skating on to the ice

"Yu, can you film this?" I asked quietly, she looked over and nodded - seeming to know why. She pulled out her phone as Yuri started, I instantly recognised it as Victor's free skate. Growing up I'd never idolised Victor as much as Yuri. Of course, I admired him as the truly breath taking skater he was. However, I'd always looked up to female skaters. I was all for girl power and watching girls win competitions was empowering.

My eyes widened as Yuri flawlessly moved from move to move, pulling off every single one with flare and perfection. I smile tugged at my lips; I'd never look up to any skater more than I looked up to my big brother. I found myself tearing up as he finished his combination spin.

"Yuri that was beautiful!" I grinned as he looked over, I stepped out on to the ice. My ankle wobbling slightly as I was out of practice but I glided over easily.

"You think?" he smiled sheepishly

"It was wonderful" I smiled "I.. I thought you'd be depressed longer.."

"I got bored of feeling sad" he sighed "I wanted my love of skating back"

"That's great" I grinned "teach me that combination spin, will you?"

"Of course" he chuckled

"We gotta do something about that pudge" I teased, poking him in the belly "so lets skate lots - okay?"

"You got it!" he grinned and I plastered a fake smile of my face as my knee gave another twinge and I tried not to wince.