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Fights

Yuri woke up, confused about the person who was leaning against him. He finally remembered who he was, and gently shoved the boy off of him. He let out a sigh and stood up, his hand running through his hair. He had fallen into something he promised that he wouldn't, and this annoying platinum-haired senior had made him break that promise. He growled as he looked at the peaceful sleeping beauty, and marched into the kitchen. He got a bag of chips out of habit but he couldn't eat them. His mind was focused on other things. He grunted and put his head on the table.

Why him?

Why was it that annoying pest that had done this to him? His hand clenched into a fist. He had become soft around the boy who had practically stalked him, and that was something he couldn't have. He quickly got up, grabbed his bag, and walked out of the house not leaving a note or any reason of his sudden disappearance.

As he walked down the sidewalk that led to Ice Palace, he let out a sigh. Victor had him confused. There was no way in hell that he could love that idiot, but something inside of him said otherwise. Yuri kicked a rock the was in his way, and it went flying to who knows where. Maybe Yuri was just overthinking this.

He entered the ice rink, and he looked out over the ice. It didn't seem inviting to him now, and he decided to take a walk instead. He took off his skates and put them away, and then put his backpack over his shoulder. He smirked and his hands clenched into fists. Maybe he could find someone to pick a fight with.

Luckily, that person found him. He was wondering down the alleyway when he had felt two pairs of hands grab him and push him into a wall. Standing in front of him was Chris and a girl that he had never seen before. She had black greasy hair, dark gray eyes, and pale skin. She wore black leather clothing and he snickered. She looked like the definition of a wannabe emo. He got up, his back swore, and smirked at them. The girl kicked him hard in the chest, and he grabbed her by the foot, pulling her own with him. Chris immediately intercepted and kicked Yuri in the jaw.

"Come on Katsugay! I know you can fight better than this!" He sneered, picking Yuri up by the collar of his shirt. Yuri smirked, and kneed the boy in the stomach and then sent a punch flying at his head. Chris, taken off guard, fell, his head bruised. Yuri suddenly felt two hands on his neck, and his eyes widened. He had forgotten about the girl, and now she was strangling him with a deadly smirk on his face. His vision was going blurry, but he managed to send his elbow into her stomach. He felt his elbow hit something sharp and did his best to hold back a yelp of pain. She winced, and her grip around his neck loosened. That was all he needed. He broke out of her grip and sent his fist flying into her head, and she fell to the ground. He stood there, gasping for air. He looked over at the now unconscious girl. She would've killed him if she had the chance. Just the thought angered and frightened Yuri.

After he caught his breath, he took off. No way was he going to stand around there and wait for them to wake up. As he walked, he forgot where he was going and about the places he should avoid. That was until he felt a hand grip his wrist, and he knew he was officially screwed. He felt his head bang against something cold, and he stared into the eyes of the older man in front of him. The man was terrifying, but Yuri made sure his expression didn't show fear. The man snickered at him, and it was obviously filled with rage. "How many times have I told you to stay away from boy? You have now just crossed the line."

Oh boy, this was going to be bad.

**Victor**

He had woken up about an hour ago, and he was extremely worried. Yuri hadn't returned, and Victor didn't know what to do. He had checked the rink, but Yuri wasn't there. Victor slammed his fist down on the table in frustration. Here he was, useless, while Yuri could be out there in danger. Yuri himself had said that being alone out there was like signing a death warrant. He silently willed for that door to open, revealing an unharmed Yuri.

But that didn't happen. Yuri never entered that door. Victor sat alone on the couch, scared and concerned. He cares so much about Yuri, and he couldn't bare the fact that Yuri might be out there hurting.

Then he remembered what had happened when Yuri had caught him, and a hopeful smile tugged at Victor's lips.

As long as Yuri kept himself together, Victor knew he would be fine.

**Yuri**

He fell to the ground, bleeding badly. He kept his expression neutral, however, and that pissed the dude off more. "Get up coward!" yelled the man and Yuri smirked, his eyes setting fire with a new kind of rage. Yuri got up quickly and before the man could react, Yuri sent his foot right into the man's weak area. The man yelped in pain instinctively bent over to stop the pain. Yuri took his chance and sent his foot right into the man's head, and the man looked at him surprised before he fell to the ground, unconscious. Yuri picked up the bloody knife the man had held, and frowned, glaring at the man who laid sprawled out on the ground. He chucked the knife into a dumpster. "He won't be needing that anymore," Yuri growled before turning on his heel and leaving the area.

He finally found his way home, and thankfully he hadn't encountered too many people after the encounter. He had cuts and bruises up his arm, and his head was ringing, the pain almost unbearable. Yuri had been through many of these, however, and was used to the pain. He entered the house and was met with two arms embracing him from the other man who was in his house. Shit, he couldn't let Victor see him like this.

Oh well, it was too late now.

Victor pulled away and looked him over, a shocked expression appearing on his face. "Yuri! What happened?" Victor yelled in concern after pulling Yuri into the house and shutting the door. Yuri just looked away, his expression emotionless. "Just got in a small fight, that's all," Yuri said in an even tone. Victor sighed. "If that's a small fight for you, then I don't want to know what a big fight is. Now come one, let's get you bandaged up." Victor said, and suddenly his eyes narrowed as he looked at Yuri's neck. Victor approached him. Shit, Yuri had almost forgotten about being strangled. It must have left marks because Victor looked absolutely scared and concerned.

"Yuri, tell me what happened. Now."