Ballet on Blades

Going to make it?

Yurio POV

Viktor took off on me, so I was forced to follow him or just be alone. I chose to follow, but I had to catch up to him. I kept my eyes on the back of his head as he ran through the crowds of people. Eventually I lost him, so I took a break to catch my breath. I leaned against a wall and panted. Viktor was fast (apparently). "You alright?" Someone said to me. I knew that voice. "Otabek! Yeah I'm fine. What are you doing here?" I asked. 

"I should be asking you why you're running around like that." He replied.

"Viktor took off on me."

"Where to?" 

"Home."

"Well something must be wrong... Let's go." He said and grabbed my hand, causing me to blush. We ran toward the house. My legs felt like they were going to give out. I stumbled. Otabek stopped. He looked at me for a moment. I was sweating and panting. He hoisted me onto his back with ease. "What the hell are you doing?!" I yelled

"Is there something wrong? Don't like it?" He asked. I said nothing. "Alright then let's go." He ran. I felt free up here. I spread my arm. Otabek took a sharp turn, and I almost fell off his back. With a sharp scream I wrapped my arms around his neck again. His hair. It was... Soft. Like a cat. I really really like cats. Suddenuly Otabek stopped. "We're here. Would you stop petting me? It's weird." He said. I hadn't even noticed I was touching his hair until now. With a gasp I hopped off his back and blushed profusely. The front door was open and it looked like Viktor had just gotten here. He stood in the door way. He looked as if someone had just ripped his heart out of his chest. I knew something bad happened. I took out my phone, prepared to call 9-1-1. Slowly, I walked toward the door. "V-Viktor? Are you alright?" I asked. He started crying. "Yuuri!" He said and fell to his knees beside Yuuri, who was passed out o  the floor. "Holy. Shit." I said a I dialled 9-1-1 on my phone. Viktor pulled Yuuri's head onto his lap. Yuuri opened his eyes, reached for ceiling, then his eyes rolled back into his head an his arm went limp. "Yuuri..." Viktor sobbed, holding the raven haired boy close. 

"9-1-1 what is your emergency?" The operator said.

"Someone is passed out on the floor at my house." I said

"Okay where do you live?"

I told her my address. 

"Alright emergency crews are in the way. Do you know this person?"

"Yes he's my... Legal guardian." 

"Okay what is his name?"

"Yuuri Katsuki."

"And yours?"

"Yurio Plisetsky."

"okay Yurio emergency crews should be coming to the address you gave us any minute now."

"Yes I hear the sirens. He hasn't.... He hasn't moved in a while."

"Is he breathing?"

"I... I don't know." 

"It's going to be alright. Just remain calm. Is the ambulance there yet?" 

"Yes..." I felt myself begin to break down inside. I hung up the phone as the emergency crews pushed past me. Otabek pulled me away from the doorway and into a tight hug. I didn't struggle. I began to sob into his chest. He was warm. Comforting. He smelled like lavender. I didn't realize how long I had been there. Yuuri had been loaded into the ambulance. Viktor was going to go with him. Otabek and I sat on the couch. He went upstairs and got my favourite cat plushie. I let him put his arm around me. I rested my head on his chest. "I'm here for you." He said. I sobbed. Then cried. I cried and cried. My tears soaked through his shirt. Years of built up stress, just came flowin out of me. Eventually I fell asleep. So did Otabek. I guess we slept for a few hours. We woke to the sound of my phone ringing. I picked it up. "Hello?" I said.

"Yurio? It's Viktor." 

"Is Yuuri alright?"

A/N--  I'm writing this while listening to music and right now "My heart will go on" is on and I'm like crying and writing this omfg

"He...." Victors voice cracked."He nearly flat lined. Their doing everything they can. I don't know..."