Chapter 3
Yuuri's P.O.V
A hand covered my mouth, silencing it. I looked up, immediately placing a face to the unique voice. Viktor. Fucking. Nikiforov. He saw the pure terror and embarrassment in my eyes as he glanced down upon me, "Sorry," he purred, "I didn't mean to startle you." Reflexively, I jump back. Whispering to myself, I say, "Oh God in heaven, please tell me what i did to deserve this?! Please be a dream-he can't be real."
"Oh hunny, I'm very real," he replies with a wink, "want me to prove it?"
"W-why are you even here?"
"Ah, about that," he stood up, holding out his hand, "Yuuri, starting today-I am your coach!"
I hold up my index finger, "W-wait a second."
Standing up, I try to leave the room as calmly as possible. It worked! Except for the part when I fell through the door... Now that I'm alone, I can do what I need to do.
Viktor's POV
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" I hear from the hallways. I chuckle to myself, "Well, I guess that could've gone better." Yuuri tobbles out of the hallway into his room, leaning on the wall, "Yuuri Katsuki, nice to meet ya."
"The pleasure is all mine, I'm Vi-"
"Oh, trust me I know who you are." (AN: *looks into the camera like I'm on the office*)
I shrug, looking around at the walls. My hand covers my mouth, as I'm trying not to laugh hysterically. My face is plastered all over his room.
Yuuri's POV
THE POSTERS. OH SHIT.
OH NO OH NO OH NO OH NO OH NO OH NO OH NO OH NO OH NO OH NO
VIktor's POV
A look of terror spreads across Yuuri's expression as he realizes the situation. He tries to explain himself before I cut him off with a simple, "don't." Holding my index finger up, I exclaim, "Ah!! As your coach, I have my first order of business!" I point to Yuuri, smiling. "You, my darling, are a skinny little piggy! We need to get some pork on those bones." He tries to decline but I interrupt him, "I am hungry, what do you recommend?" He responds with a pork cutlet bowl, or katsudon. I go into the kitchen, asking his mother if she would make them for us. Once the meals are ready, we sit down. He states, "I can't eat it. I only get to eat katsudon when I've won something."
"Well, you've just won me, haven't you?"
"Not exactly, you have only been here for a few hours, you might leave soon. Everyone else does."
Well, operation 'FattenYuuriUp' is gonna take a while. I shoot Hiroko a questioning look. She answers my look with a 'yes, he is always like this' glance. He groans, "Fine, I'll just eat the vegetables." I shut him up with a glare. "No, you are not setting foot on the ice until you gain 5 kilos."
Yuuri's POV
I have to gain 5 kilograms before I can skate again. That seems easy enough, but what if I can't stop at 5 kilos? What if I keep gaining weight until I become too fat to skate anyway? What the hell have I gotten myself into?
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Lucky. (Victuri/Victuuri)
Fanfiction*AU where Yuuri quit skating* Yuuri has never been of the fortunate. Trials were faced daily: his sexuality, his Father's death, and their money problems, just to mention a few. When his Mom says they can't afford for him to skate in competitions...
