From Midnight On

The Wedding

Yuuri sat up from his bed, hitting his head on the broken wood from the ceiling.
Was that all, a dream? Was it a fantasy I made up to cope with living here? Yuuri wondered as he checked around his room. He heard something crunch and looked down to see the flower crown Viktor had made for him. He gasped and picked it up quickly, fixing it and hugging it, attempting to imagine it was Viktor.
As if on cue to ruin his moment, a bell rang from his siblings room, signaling it was time to do chores. He sighed and hid the flowers while getting ready, bounding down the steps so he won't be badly chewed out again.

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"Viktor, are you listening? We're in the middle of the dress fitting. At least pretend to listen" said voice, snapping him back to reality.
He looked at the boy in front of him putting on a dress made just for today's wedding.
The boy from last night still lingered in Viktor's mind. When he looked up at Yuri and imagined the other Yuuri wearing it, looking down on him with love in his eyes.
If only...
Viktor excused himself and went to find his advisor. Once he found him he immediately began ordering him to get a horse and all his men to find Yuuri.
"B-but sir the wedding is in an hou-" Viktor wasn't listening, he didn't care anymore, he wanted to be with one person and one person only.
Yuuri Katsuki
He got on his horse and began his search for his one love.

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"You missed a spot." said the young sibling as they dropped their tea onto the floor, enjoying the sight of Yuuri being tortured with hard work.
Yuuri mopped up the spill and began looking for something else to do where his siblings wouldn't follow to make his life harder. He glanced over at the clock

4:57 p.m.

He had been working for nine hours straight. Yuuri was exhausted beyond possibility but the memories of last night kept him determined.
"That was your only chance of freedom, and you wasted it," a voice in his head echoed,"You could've been with Viktor, married and happy. Away from these people that treat you like a slave. You fucked up once again, Yuuri Katsuki." He scrubbed the floor harder, feeling the tears fill his eyes.
He was on his way to the stables when he heard his step mother call him over.
"Yes ma-" she cut him off mid way,"Yuuri go to your room immediately or I'll carry you there myself." her voice was firm and stern, leaving Yuuri paralyzed. "Well? What are you doing? Go!" she snapped at him, and off he went.
He was half way through the door when he heard an all too familiar voice say,
"Excuse me is this the Katsuki residence? I was wondering if all the members of the family could come down to try this shoe on?"

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The woman at the door let him in, looking up the stairs to see if Yuuri was put away. Luckily, he wasn't there, just one of her children there locking it up so he wouldn't get out.
"Yes, please come in while I gather the children." She called them downs and they appeared in front of Viktor in the blink of an eye, excitement apparent in their fidgeting figures.
Viktor had each one try on the shoe with no luck what so ever.
"This has to be a mistake. Are you sure there are no other members in your home?" Viktor bit his nails in worry.
"No my dear, it is only us three here."
With that said, Viktor said his apologies and thanks, leaving disheartened.
"He's in the room on the roof." he heard someone whisper. He looked around to find someone but alas, no one was there.
He's in the room on the roof? Viktor thought. As he looked up he can see a figure shaking through a window.

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Yuuri was locked in, and there was no way out. His family had planned this whole thing out. They had been ruining his life since day one.
Yuuri tried banging on the door but that did nothing. he tried to open the window but found it stuck. He tried any way of escape possible and decided to give up. He fell against the door, grabbing the flowers Viktor gave him cried into them, watering them with his tears
"May we meet in another life, Vitya" he whispered as he buried himself deeper into the flowers.
As he was about to get up, he heard his door unlock and in front of him was

Viktor

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As soon as their eyes met, Viktor knew it was him. He did look slightly different than before but he wasn't complaining. Yuuri began to stand up, staggering a bit, and eventually leaping into his arms. He heard him say something but he couldn't understand him through the tears.
"Yuuri, I can take you away from this and we can live a happy life together you and I. We can go to Russia and live with my family there, we can be happy Yuuri. I swear I'll never lose-" but before Viktor could finish, Yuuri kissed him.
"Take me, Viktor." and with that, they were off.

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"Have you seen Viktor?" Yuri asked for possibly the tenth time today. The wedding was in 30 minutes and he couldn't find the Russian anywhere. Damn it all to hell, Yuri kicked a nearby chair. He had been looking towards this day since he was a little one. He had fantasized about it for years, and now that it's happening, nothing is going as planned.
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Yuri, we found out his location!" At that Yuri wiped his eyes and stood up straight. Instead of seeing his future husband at the doors, he saw his advisor, Minami, looking rather guilty and distressed.
"I-I'm sorry to tell you this, sir, but Viktor has ran away to be with someone else. I tried to stop him I swear but-"
"Not another word." Yuri ordered, voice laced with poison. "Leave me be." He yelled, and with that he was alone.
He went to where he should be standing with Viktor. He looked around into the imaginary crowd. He looked at his bouquet and tossed it backwards, pretending his husband was there, watching him with loving eyes.
"Excuse me, but if someone catches the bouquet that does mean they have to marry now. Correct?" Yuri snapped his head around to see a man waiting.
"Who are you? A creep?"
The man sighed and cleared his throat.
"My name is Otabek."

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