This is an AU so it is not based that much off of the episodes of Yuri on Ice
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When Yuri Katsuki was 10, the Hot Springs was burned to the ground, taking his mother and father with it.
Since his mother was a Japanese...
So sorry for A LOT of grammar issues last chapter! I was using a different device than what I was use to so, yeah. I'll go back and fix the grammar unless you guys like it because I've noticed people like to comment funny stuff on incorrect grammar.Sorry this is 2 days late.........I'm really depressed as fucking shit so,yeah........Anyways, Pt 1 out of 4! Let's see what Yuri does today.......... -------- Part 1: Kiss and Cry
February13,2016
Yuri's POV
"Are you ready?" Victor asked.
I nodded in reply.
"Today, you'll be finding out if you'll go first or not." Victor said.
My head still hurt from the night before and my eyes were so sensitive, I had to wear sunglasses.
Victor stood next to me as we were introduced, I was shaking with fear.
'Please don't get number 1, please don't get number one!' I begged.
Turning my head to the side, I plucked the sheet of paper from the woman's hand.
Peeking and looking at it, I nearly fainted, but someone's firm grip grabbed my waist.
"Be careful, you don't want to get a concussion the day before the Tournament." Victor said, helping me stand back up properly as he was standing in front of me.
I blushed slightly. "I-I got number 1...," I mumbled, rubbing the back of my head.
Victor's hand still rested on the curve in my back as he took the paper from my hand, looking at it.
Smiling softly, he leaned in."Then make your performance a memorable one." He whispered, pulling me closer with the hand that was on my back.
"And later...," He said, running a hand over my back, sending chills down my spine, "You can tell me more about this scar." He whispered, his lips close to my face as he leaned in further.
"Yuri?! Yuri Katsuki?!?!" A child's voice exclaimed.
As soon as Victor saw the teen, he let go of me without warning, causing me to land on my back.
"Ouch...I thought you DIDN'Twant me to get hurt...," I mumbled, I rubbed my now sore ass.
"Here! I'll help you up!" Looking up, squinting my eyes as the Ice Rink's overhead lights were blinding me, even with my sunglasses on.
A small boy stood there, about a head shorter than me, with dark blond hair, almost orange, his bangs were colored red.
I grabbed his hand and he squealed."Y-you're actually touching my hand! I'm never washing this hand again!" He squealed as he helped lift me to my feet.
"Um...Excuse me but, who are you?" I asked.
He froze, looking heart broken."I've always competed with you! Don't you remember me? I've never got a chance to talk to you or even get near you till now but, here I am!"
"And you are...?" I repeated, still not knowing who he was.
"I'm Kenjiro Minami, your biggest fan!" Minami exlaimed, blushing.
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