Through A Mirror Darkly || Yuri On Ice || Viktuuri

Behind Closed Doors

Notes:

I really like dark mirror AUs where the characters can meet but not touch! I'm actually not sure how I cam up with this one but the idea has been dancing in my head for a while now so I hope you will enjoy it. I hope I can keep to updating this around every 10 days.

It doesn't start particularly dark but will get more angsty later on. However, I am planning a happy end for this so no matter how much they hurt, they will (probably) be happy in the end!

The title is inspired by a quest name from the game "Dungeons&Dragons Online" where you have to cross through a mirror to access different worlds in the same dungeon \o/.

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Yuuri could still remember the exact day when it had happened for the first time. He had just turned 13 the previous month and his life had turned significantly busier afterwards. He had come home from his usual training at Ice Castle Hasetsu and had felt especially tired that day, having trained on his jumps ever since school had ended. He had been about to go into the hot springs to relax when his sister, Mari, asked him to fetch some supplies from the old storage room behind the unused banquet hall.

"Do I have to?" Yuuri had sighed "I just came back and I'm all sweaty."

Mari had rolled her eyes at him while putting her hands on her hips.

"At least like that you won't have to get all sweaty after washing."

Yuuri sighed and pleaded to just be left alone but his sister insisted that he helped at least a little every now and then. Knowing her resolve, Yuuri eventually gave in. It was true that he didn't get to help a lot due to school and ice skating training afterwards so how had he been supposed to argue against her?

Making up his way to the banquet hall, he grumbled to himself while he dragged his feet. Despite not being used, the banquet hall had been kept clean in case there was a sudden need for it. The storage room, however, wasn't in such a great state. It had been stuffed with boxes and random furniture that his family wasn't sure what to do with.

Yuuri had been rummaging through some of the boxes to find the items Mari had asked him for when he spotted the mirror in the corner of the room. It shouldn't have been odd to see a large standing mirror in a storage room, seriously, but there was something about it standing there that had made Yuuri stop in his tracks to approach it.

The mirror had the shape of a large rectangle and was framed in elegant brown wood. Small carvings were framing the sides and each of the four corners had an eloquent wood pattern run over the reflecting surface, as if separating part of it from the rest of it.

Yuuri stepped closer to the mirror and looked at it with a strange feeling welling up in his stomach. It didn't look old exactly but he couldn't remember ever having seen it anywhere in the house before. As if in trance, he ran his fingers over the carvings, feeling the patterns against his fingertips. When he reached one of the corners, he suddenly felt a stinging in his finger and a small drop of blood fell from his hand down to the middle of the mirror. He cursed and had just been about to clean away the drop with the sleeve of his shirt when he saw the surface of the mirror rippling and the drop of blood disappearing in it.

Yuuri rubbed his eyes and blinked but the blood was still missing. He looked at his finger but the cut he had felt only moments ago had disappeared as well. He stepped back from the mirror as the uneasy feeling in his stomach got even worse. He grabbed the items for his sister and darted out of the room, slamming the sliding door closed behind him with a loud 'thud'.