**Yuri**
Yuri let out a growl of disgust when he heard the voice. That voice belonged to the most annoying wannabe out there. He lifted his fist off of Victor and then to glare at the boy. Standing there was Chris, who was only two years older than him.
"What the hell do you want Chris?" He sneered, his hands clenching into fists. Chris smirked at his reaction and walked toward. "I just wanted to see who your new boyfriend was. Jeez, you can be a little nicer in front of guests." Chris responded. Yuri was very pissed now. "He's not my boyfriend, just some kid who followed me from school, and now that I think of it, who the fuck are you calling a faggot? I saw you making out with that boy earlier, let me tell you that was disgusting. I think you're the faggot here." Yuri rambled, trying his best not to punch the boy in front of him.
"Jeez, why did I let you talk that much? It's really annoying. No wonder your mother-" he was cut off when Yuri punched him in the gut. "Don't. Bring. Her. Into. This." He snarled, his eyes filled with hatred. Underneath that hatred, however, was sorrow and pain.
Chris fell backward and glared at Yuri. "Do you want to fucking fight? I can do that if you want." He said. Before Yuri could reply, Chris lunged at him. Yuri nimbly doged, and sent a kick into Chris's back. "Fuck off, you could barely hit me if you tried." He sneered. Chris smirked at him, and Yuri could see the want for revenge in his eyes. "See ya around Katsugay." He sneered, and Yuri wanted to laugh at the lame excuse for a name he just got. He rolled his eyes and walked towards his house, leaving behind the silver haired boy.
He heard footsteps behind him, and in an instant, Victor was right beside him, walking. Yuri was used to these fights he kept getting in, and most of them he didn't consider fights. They were just people thinking they had the strength to hurt him because he was a scrawny nobody. He glared at Victor. "Why are you following me? Don't you have somewhere to stay?" Victor shook his head. "Nope! I usually stay with one of my friends, so I decided to stay at your place tonight!"
"What?! You just invited yourself over the night?" He asked, pissed off. Victor nodded, smiling. "Ugh. Isn't it Friday?" Yuri asked, trying to figure out whether or not he should allow this boy he just met to come into his home. Victor nodded, and Yuri let out a sigh. "Fine. I don't want you to be out in this weather at night, especially around here." He said, remembering the many times he had a bad encounter around here. And a boy with long silver hair, who looked very feminine, would probably not make it through the night. "Okay lead the way!" The boy said in a chirpy tone.
Yuri nodded, and they walked in silence. He knew the best pathway to his house that avoided all the people, yet there was always a chance someone would be there. They made it through without any encounters thankfully, and Yuri walked through his door, leaving it open for Victor to follow. If it wasn't night, he wouldn't be doing this, but someone as innocent minded as Victor didn't deserve to go through this type of life.
Victor looked around the place. "Wow." He said, smiling. "Whatever. Do you want something to eat?" Yuri said, and Victor shook his head. "No I'm good to thank you, I have something in my bag." He said. "Suit yourself," Yuri replied before walking off to the kitchen. He knew Victor had followed him, the boy's footsteps were annoyingly loud against the wood floor.
"So this is your house?" Victor asked, his eyes wandering. "No, I just lead both of us to a death trap that I'm eating food from, what do you think?" Yuri said sarcastically in his pissed off tone. Victor put up his hands innocently and smiled. "It was just a question. So I'm guessing this is your house." He said giggling. Yuri rolled his eyes and went back to looking through the snack cabinet. "What are you looking for?" The boy asked from behind Yuri, and Yuri let out an annoyed sigh. "Poison Ivy." He replied, in an annoyed tone."I'm looking for food dumbass." He said, and Victor chuckled.
After Yuri had eaten a bag of chips and a sandwich, Victor was obviously tired. They both agreed on going bed, and after Yuri showed Victor the guest room, Yuri headed to his own. He closed the door and let out a relieved sigh. He took off his shirt, since he felt uncomfortable sleeping in it, and laid down on his empty bed. He was alone, just like he liked it.
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Yuri was woken up by a nudge on his shoulder, and he opened his eyes confused. He was facing his clock, and it said 3 am. Yuri was about to go back to sleep when he heard a voice.
"Yuri I know you awake! Come on, watch the stars with me!" Said the Russian voice. Yuri let out a growl and sat up. "What the fuck are you doing in my bed!" Yuri snarled, pissed that he had been wakening up so early. He hated being woken up early and was a fucking monster when he was. "I want you to watch the stars with me! Besides, I got lonely in that room." Victor said a smile on his face.
"So let me get this straight. You stalk me, invite yourself into my house, then sneak into my bed while I'm sleeping, and now you're waking me up at fucking three in the morning to watch some fucking stars?" Yuri asked, pissed the fuck off. Victor nodded. "You are so lucky that I don't want to get put in jail for murder because I'm so tempted to strangle you right now," Yuri growled and Victor laughed. "Awe, thanks!"
"Idiot."
"So want to watch the stars?" Victor asked, a smile on his face.
"No, but there is something I want to watch." Yuri said, and Victor gave him a confused look. Yuri grabbed him by the arm, pulled him off the bed, and threw him into the hallway. "You leaving my room," Yuri said before shutting the door and locking it. Letting out a sigh he went back to bed.
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Teen FictionYuri Katsuki, Age 16, Freshman, and the school asshole. Victor Nikiforov, Age 18, Senior, and the school prince Yuri is used to switching schools, usually being expelled for some reason or another. At each school he would get the reputation of bei...