Endless night {yuri! On ice}

Accident

The two boys bent over to untie their skates, having received their results and having nothing else to do. Sweat clung to the backs of their necks, sticky and uncomfortable. Alfie pulled off his costume, changing into a pair of slacks and a loose T-shirt instead. There were available showers, but he preferred to wait until they got to the hotel.

Sam pulled out a pair of black jogging pants and a tank top, layering a thin coat on top of that. Alfie cleared his throat, catching Sam's' attention. He turned his head slightly, raising his eyebrows.

"I have something to tell you," Alfie began, feeling slightly nervous.
"What?" Sam asked, turning to his twin brother fully. He leaned his weight on one leg, propping himself up on the wall.

Alfie allowed himself a small smile before continuing, "Cathy is pregnant." He practically whispered it, seemingly nervous. Sam leapt around the room, crowing that he would be an uncle. "Hey! Sammy-"

"I'm going to be an uncle! An uncle! That's so amazing-"

"This means I'm quitting ice skating!" Alfie yelled over his brother's shouts.

Sam suddenly stopped. "What? You can't... right?" His voice cracked, face reddening as tears began to well up. Alfie bent his head, muttering an apology. "No! We're a team! We skate together!" Sam seemed to just be trying to convince himself. It wasn't true- it couldn't be. "Alfie, please, say something!"

Silence.

Sam ran, his feet pounding on the floor. Sam sped through the building, ignoring camera flashes and cries as he pushed people aside. He could only hear his heartbeat, his breath, his anger. He couldn't hear the noises of the street, nor those of his brother calling after him.

He suddenly collided with another. Sam was struck by the surprise in the man's chocolate brown eyes, black hair glinting underneath the lights and glasses askew. They fell in a pile of limbs.
"Sorry." Sam got up again and looked over his shoulder. Alfie wasn't too far behind, shouting at him to stop. Sam faced forward again and shot out of the building, leaving his unfortunate victim behind.

The icy wind cut through Sam's thin jacket and bit at his skin. He shivered immediately after bolting through the doors, wishing he had brought a thicker jacket. His trainers slapped against the cold pavement, Alfie's cries just behind him.

Back at the ice rink, Yuuri stared, dazed, at the door the twins just ran through, a light dusting of pink covering his cheeks. He suddenly spotted his idol, Viktor Nikivorof, offering him a commemorative photo. He turned his back on him and left the ice rink, feeling what little confidence he had left crumble to ashes.

Meanwhile, Sam continued to run, his brother keeping up easily until he took a sharp turn. He jumped over the railing separating the street from the pavement, hurtling over it with uncontrolled speed. He rolled upon landing, feeling a bruise blooming on the side of his hip even as he stood again, unsteady and disoriented.

He still couldn't hear anything, blood louder than the honking of a horn. It didn't register until he was already slamming into the asphalt once again, an awful ringing sounding in his ears as his head smacked into the ground. He slowly brought his head up, slowly adjusting to the spots swimming in his vision. His right foot felt something wet inside his shoe. It was warm, slick and fresh. Blood.

He gagged, spewing all over the road. His brother, his identical twin, lay in the middle of the road. Alfie was struggling for breath, limbs splayed in directions they were never meant to go. His eyes were wide open, staring up at the sky even as they became dull. There was blood soaking into his clothing even as Sam dragged himself toward his brother.

Sam shook his brother's shoulders, his own quivering. The driver called an ambulance, tears running down his own face at what he had done. Why am I such an idiot. He knew that the two of them were going to have to stop skating sooner, or later. He just thought it would have been later, when they were both far older. Sam fell unconscious just as police arrived.

***

It had been two months since the accident, one month since the funeral, and Sam wasn't coping well. The funeral had been small, only family attending. The twins had cried, burying their heads into Sam's trousers.

"I'm sorry," Cathy had told him, placing a hand on his shoulder. Sam hadn't said a word, shaking his head instead. Speaking was taxing. "Do you want me to take the girls? You're leaving in a week, correct?"

"No, big bro, you can't go!" Sadie cried, more tears and snot running down her face than before.
"Who's gonna make us cheese toasties?!" Asked Samantha.

Sam bent down and hugged them both. He whispered, "I'll miss you, girls." He had wanted to just let it be but he felt like expressing it verbally would put them at ease a little more. They both nodded and grabbed hold of Cathy's hands, leaving to go home with her.

He packed up quickly, heading to the airport for his flight at 2 a.m., and brought a small carry on with him. This was it. He was leaving. Hopefully, it would end up better than he thought it would.

Bello ^^

Ok that was harrowing to say the least jeeze. Hope you guys are enjoying it! Leave a comment? Vote? Sorry I sound desperate. Thank you to NekoAisu for editing the chapter! Love ya! ^^

Ja ne

~ Charlie-chan