Yuri on Ice Oneshots and Such

Victor x Yuri - Grand Prix Free Skate

A/N: Hi guys! Hopefully this chapter turned out well and you guys enjoy it! Sorry if I get anything wrong. Enough rambling though, onto the oneshot!

Yuri's POV

"Next up, Yuri Katsuki of Japan!" The commentator announced. That was my queue. You can do this, Yuri. I told myself as I glided onto the ice, moving to the center.

With the music's beginning, I began flying around the ice, like a swift bird soaring through the sky. A quick turn here, lift an arm up here. Bend your hand upwards, put a foot in the air. I followed my choreography as my first jump approached quickly.

"Katsuki's first planned jump...a combination..." I lifted off into the air. A quadruple axel, a double toeloop, triple axel. "He landed them all!" The commentator shouted.

I swiftly skated around the cool rink, following my choreography for a bit and then jumping once again. "A quadruple salchow, double axel combination into a flying sit spin!" The commentator said into the microphone. Cheers erupted, echoing off the rink's walls.

Soon, after a but more gliding, I entered into a combination spin, careful not to mess up my speed. Only seconds later, after finishing, I jumped again, this time a quadruple toeloop, double salchow combination, then began my step sequence and ending it with a surprise quadruple flip.

"Yuri Katsuki has finished all his jumps! Will this be his performance of his life?" The commentator questioned, as the music began to end and I ended my free skate, staying in position. Gifts rained down from the crowd as their cheers melded with each other.

I skated over to the kiss and cry, where Victor was sitting, waiting for me as both my coach and fellow competitor this year. A heart shaped grin spread across his face, wider than the earth. His eyes shined with pride and with pure joy. He hugged me just as I made it to, pulling me into his chest.

"You did it, Yuri!" He shouted happily, still grinning. I wondered if his face hurt yet. "I knew you could do it!"

I blushed, pulling away from the embrace and stumbling over my words a bit, "I-I couldn't have done it without you, V-Victor..."

"Don't be silly!" He replied, "You skated on your own, I didn't do it for you!" I only nodded a bit, shrugging.

"You still are here for me. I-I'll be here too, w-when you skate next," I said quietly, averting my gaze a bit as my face heated up.

"Good to hear, now let's hear your score!" Victor replied excitedly, pulling me onto the seat.

"The score for Yuri Katsuki is..." The commentator began.

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"...221.56! A new world record and a new personal best for Katsuki! He's currently in first place! But will the last skater, his very own coach, Victor Nikifirov, take the gold medal from him?" The commentator said, but I soon tuned him out as I began to cry a bit, so happy and proud.

"I-I did it, Victor! I did i-it!" I said, overwhelmed with emotion, to the silver-haired grinning Russian.

He said nothing, leaving me confused, until he pulled me into a rushed, messy, and very heat-of-the-moment kiss. It held his excitement and happiness and his...love. My face immediately heated up, cheeks red. Gasps were heard everywhere and I thought I heard someone throwing up, and I was right, because a small blonde Russian was doing just that. I heard Chris whistle and many, many camera flashes, of course, including Phichit's.

When Victor pulled away finally, I looked away with a blush on my face and said, "G-Good luck, V-Victor..."

A/N: I felt like that was told short. I'm sorry, guys! I want to write more but it never works out! Well, hopefully it was still good and if you have any ideas, let me know because I may do them! Thanks for reading!