Your blood 》Yuri On Ice

Secrets and lies

Victor Niforov

When we're finally back In Japan,  Yuri and I drop our stuff and collapse onto he sofa symmultaneously. Usually I'm the type that can be up for two days straight and not be tired at all. Not today. Today I'm worn out.

"Victor what's up?"

"What do you mean?" I turn to Yuri who's observing me with a concerned expression. Do I look as tired as I feel?

In response,  he leans forward and presses a finger between my thin brows;

"You've had a frown glued to your face since last night" I have? I know why but I didn't realise my emotion was showing on my face. I'm worried. I'm concerned. About the things Chris said... all of them.

"Yuri... Chris said he wants to coach you"

"Really? That's nice of him" he removes his finger from my face and retakes his original position on the sofa with a calm expression.

This is not how this is supposed to go.

"What do you mean?" He isn't supposed to be happy. He's supposed to ask for me to coach him next season.

"Its good to know I'll have a coach for next season" doesn't he want me for the season to come? Aren't I his idol? Isn't it me that's all over his bedroom walls? Shouldn't he be begging me to take him on again?

"Ehem" I clear my throat loudly and point at myself, clarifying that I exist.

"What? Are you willing to coach me for another season?" He frowns as if he's absolutely sure that I won't coach him after the Grand Prix.

"Would you prefer that Christopher did?" I frown even harder than him. I don't get it, doesn't he want me to coach him? 

"Yes and no..."

"What!?" I reflexively raise my voice, startling Yuri in the process.

"Victor I say no because I've always looked up to you, you've been everything to me before and after we met but I say yes because you need to defend your titles rather than waste your time coaching a meadiocre Japanese skater you felt sorry for..." Yuris almost non existant self esteem usually makes me feel sad for him but this time it's making me angry. How can he possibly think those things? Does he know anything at all?

"How dare you!?" I furiously bark; "it offends me that you think you're a waist of my time! It offends me that you think you're a mediocre skater! How did this shit even get into your head!?" I know I should calm down but I just can't; "I admire Yuri Katsuki and you're talking him down! How do you think that makes me feel!?" Yuri looks completely taken a back. He stares at me in shock with wide, wet  eyes. I may not be convaying it with the right tone but he needs to understand his worth. His worth to me.

"You're a brilliant skater! just grow up and admit it to yourself!"

There's a long pause pause before Yuri gets over his shock and speaks;

"You don't need to say it like that Victor" his Voice wobbles as he looks down at his lap.

Victor your vampire side is showing