A Heartbeat - A Yuri On ICE fanfiction

Chapter 1

It's a hesitation to say it is an impossible year. The ice beneath the skaters shone brighter than all the years before. It brought a feeling of hope and also wonder. How am I even supposed to win with the contestants from last year? It had been about two or three years ago, but I remember it. The fear of failure over for my own standards. I had been nominated five times for the world championships. First time I had been sixteen years old and got bronze. It was now ten years ago. Viktor Nikiforov had won back then. He was two years older than me and besides for being my first world championships had I done a great job. Against Nikiforov did I not have a nice ballet dancer movements and didn't dance with grace and beauty. I was rough, hardly shaped and even though I had skated since I was seven had I focused on jumps. What I couldn't earn on grace and beauty did I earn on jumps. I mastered most jumps by then. Second nomination was a failure - sorta. I hit a 5th place and got nothing to take home even though I had been on 1st place in both the European and Danish championships. When I was nineteen had I gotten my 3rd nomination. I won another 3rd place and again had Viktor been number one. When I was twenty-two years old had I won 1st place - fourth nomination. I had practiced many hard and technical jumps that year. Fifth nomination was I twenty-three years old. Won 2nd place after Nikiforov again. The year after I was close but came on 4th place in the European championships. And the year after I came second in the Danish championships. But now I was nominated again. I had won the Danish championships. I was scared to produce another silver medal from the Danish championships but my rival Kei De'Lehan failed a jump of his which was enough for me to win over him with small five points. I had smiled bright anyway but something still felt wrong. Was it right of me to win? My jumps can't give me another first place in world champions, and I even should survive a few rounds yet. 2 rounds where I should skate against other. But before that I should fight in the European Championships. After that I should fight in the two six men battles where we are six people against each other. I don't like it anymore. Something have hit this year and it scares the inner of me.

"Geir, are you okay?" the voice of a male in his forties resounds into my ears. It's my coach, Per Gaardmand. I look over him with big eyes. My smile has faded and I'm just sitting here. People have begun to leave. I nod and find my phone to check the news already. Aalborgensiske Geir Reiger vinder Danmarks mesterskabet I figurskøjtning. More like, Geir Reiger from Aalborg wins the Danish championships in figure skating, for you who don't know Danish.

"You seriously look like you have seen a ghost..." my coach seemed angry on me. I stood up to follow his leave.

"Well... this may be my last year and since last year's world championships is the contest harder than ever before. Thinking over it, I still have to survive the European championships first and then I have to fight in the two fights so I know whether or not I'm in the world championships... I am just filled with worry... nothing else, sir," I was more relaxed again and my little tired smile had found its place on my lips. Elicia came running against me from the side. She was happy and she had been cheering on me. I had been together with her for about four years now. I told her last year that our relationship was an open one. I needed that when I travelled so much. I don't really care if I'm together with a male or female. I just want to be the dominant so I don't care for much else. I'm engaged to Elicia, not that I really think we will get married. No. Getting married isn't me. Engagement just looks great in the news. Nothing else.

"You were great today Geir!" Elicia said happy. We were getting out in the hall where tons of men from the news stood with their cameras and took pictures or recorded a video. Here were tons of questions.

"I should do the program harder if I want to win," I told Elicia.

"Mr Reiger, how do you feel after you have won again for first time in two years?" I walked over to the side allowing them to take a picture of me in my white and red Adidas sponsored shirt and also sponsored by Nordea and Copenhagen Club of Sports. Well the last two sponsored me skating in general, paying out my bills most of the time.