Icy Love~Victor Nikiforov x Reader

Chapter 11- Battles

"Wow Victor, this is where you used to skate? It's so cool!" You exclaimed, eyes lighting up like a child. Victor chuckled, his arm draped around your waist as you walked into the Russian rink, Yuuri following close behind.

It was 2 days after the Chinese Cup, and the three of you (Minako was back home) were in Russia for the Rostelecom Cup. You were wearing your hair down, with a thick jean jacket and grey t shirt, maroon skirt, and black slip one with black socks that reached to your mid thigh. You had on a long golden colored necklace with a large circular pendant and a baby pink knitted scarf to tie it all together. You had a free day before the competition, and after some begging from you, you were all headed to the rink where Victor used to practice. You hoped Yurio would happen to be there the same time you visited.

You reached the area around the rink, and you gasped as you saw the beautiful sight of the architecture. It was a lot different to the warehouse like conditions of the rink back in Hatsetsu. Yuuri seemed impressed as well.

"Woah..." Was all you could say as you looked around. Victor rubbed your waist with his thumb as he leaned his head on yours.

"You like it that much, eh?" He said, a playful smile on his features. You and Yuuri simply nodded as you continued to look around.

"Well, then how about we skate?" He said with a grin. You blinked, but came back to your senses with enthusiasm.

"Yes, please!" You said exasperatedly, marching off with your skates in hand to the locker area. Yuuri and Victor shrugged at each other, before following suite.

Soon you were gliding along on the pristine ice, eyes glued on your feet as you watched the blades create scratches in the surface. You, being the excited person you were, ended up lacing up much faster than the boys did, so you were currently on the ice alone. You performed a quick double toe loop, just for the fun of it. As if on cue, when you landed you heard the slam of a door and an angry yell that could only bring to one person.

"Oi! What are you doing on my ice!" Yurio barked, hands balled up into fists as he marched over to the rail. You came to a slow stop, before placing a hand in your hip.

"Oh, I don't know, skating, maybe?" You replied, your eyebrows raising at the fuming blonde. Victor and Yuuri came out just in time, Yuuri flinching but then giving an innocent smile to Yurio.

"Yurio! I see you're still trigger happy with the yelling, eh?" Yuuri sad, his head cocking to the side as he smiled. Victor walked further out into the area, taking his blade guards off and stepping into the ice himself, heading towards you. He rested a hand on your back.

"Neh, Yurio. Be nice, ok?" He said with a chuckle. You kept your eyes on Yurio, a mischievous look in your eyes.

"Is there something wrong, Yurio?" You said innocently, only for you to pick your foot up, and then slam the corner of your blade into the ice. You dug the tip into the hard surface, a large scratch forming as the shavings sprayed everywhere from the force of your foot. You honestly didn't know why you were messing with him like this, but it was kind of fun. Yurio growled, his knuckles going white as he clenched his fists. You heard laughing behind the door Yurio had come through, a laugh you didn't recognize. Your teasing face turned into one of curiosity as the door opened, revealing a girl with red hair and blue eyes, wearing a black crop top and leggings, her purple bra straps hanging around her neck, matching her gloves. She was still laughing as she walked through the door out to the rink area.

"Looks like this girl got you good, hasn't she, Yuri?" She said with a giggle, wrapping her arm around the teen. He groaned, prying her arms of him.