What is Agape?// YURIO PLISETSKY

I Am Happy

"We're here at Ice Castle Hasetsu, venue of the Hasetsu Exhibition; Hot Springs on Ice" I think the reporter's names was Morooka? "Right off the bat, we have skaters Katsuki Yuri and Yuri Plisetsky. Both your new short program were choreographed by Viktor Nikiforov. You'll be presenting them today in competition. Tell us how you feel going into the event?"

   I had to tiptoe to see Yuri and Yurio (but I don't call him that I don't wanna get yelled at). Yuri's face was obviously super cautious, "Um, it'd be great if you'd try the hot springs afterward"

 "Hey! we're not asking you to promote tourism! Promote yourself!" then the camera was turned to Yurio.

   Yurio managed to keep that straight and disgusted face, "We don't need two Yuris. I'll crush him---"

   Rayven butted in and stood in between the two Yuris, "Well other than my brother 'crushing' Yuri... PLEASE SUPPORT ME THIS GRAND PRIX" she waved happily at the camera. I sighed, at least she was used to audiences. She's just as Otabek described her.

   "Yes, that's it! Thanks for giving us what we wanted to hear!" the reporter cheered, "Spasibo, spasibo. Let's hear from Viktor Nikiforov as well... who switched to coaching out of the blue!"

   "Hasetsu is a great place. Come and visit at least once!" Viktor started with that.

   "What are you doing, Viktor?" Yuri approach him with a worried face.

   "Stop that!" Yurio scolded Viktor, "It makes today's face off look cheap! You'd better be ready to evaluate our battle!"

   "You'll grant the wish of whoever one of us wins, right?" Yuri asked.

   Viktor made a blank face, then said, "Of course"

   "You forgot, didn't you?" Yurio bluntly asked.

   I just laughed at this, but I caught myself--- "Alia Altin is here with us too!"

   "HUH---" I took a step away, I wasn't good with cameras. And I just gulped. 

   "Just get over here, cowa---" Rayven shot Yurio a look. Yurio sighed as he rolled his eyes, "Just. Get. Over. Here"

   I smiled at him, I kinda saw his face trying its best to form a kind smile. "Oh. K. Sure"

   "Alia Altin, what brings you here in Japan? To support Yuri Plisetsky?"

   "HUH---" I covered my mouth, damn that was too loud. "Uhm, why would you say that?"

   "Well we've been reporting here in Hasetsu since we've received news that Viktor Nikiforov has decided to coach Katsuki Yuri. We saw you a few days before this day"

   I mentally face palmed, oh yeah RIGHT. I've been hanging out with Yurio, and even watched him train when I wasn't training (I guess I'll be cramming my programs then). We would jog from the ice castle Hasetsu to and from the hot springs.

   "So Alia, are you supporting Plisetsky?"

   I gulped, I wouldn't want to offend Yuri and Yurio.

   "She's supporting ME" Yurio pointed to himself.

   I sighed in relief, "I guess so"

   "Guess so?" Yurio's face was saying, what-the-fuck.

   But luckily the event had to start and I got to get back to the shadows.

Well Yurio's Agape was nice, but I wouldn't tell him 'nice' because I guess he expected something like... a deeper word or something.

   But I think Yuri's Eros was better, because his idea was funny but sincere at the same time. His Eros was Katsudon. Well I bet my Eros was Katsudon too, it does taste like heaven.

I stood beside Viktor with a satisfied smile, but then I saw Yuko... or Yuuko-san running out as if looking for someone.

   Then I realized, where is Yurio? I walk away from the rink side and exited the ice castle, where the hell was that kitten.

   "Meow..." I muttered, "Meow" I repeated, "MEOW"

   "Alia-kun?"

   "Yuuko-san!" I turned to find her alone.

   "Are you looking for Yuri---"

   "WHERE'S YURIO?!" I knew I scared Yuuko, "I'm sorry! But I just wanted to kick his butt for not saying goodbye!"

   "He might be at the train station by now"

   "WHAT?!" again, I knew I scared Yuuko.

"You ASS" I managed to kick high enough to reach the back of Yurio's head. I did taekwondo before. I did ballet too, but I didn't enjoy it so I tried Korean martial arts instead.

   "You BITC---"

   "You didn't even said GOODBYE"

   "Oh..." he fell silent, he stared blankly at me, "Oh..." he said yet again.

   I took his hand and shook it, "Goodbye" then I frowned, I looked at his hand. Oh, he was holding his phone I thought his hand was deformed or something. I let go of his hand, "Nice phone case"

   He looked at his, it had a tiger on it. "I can get you one and I'll give it next time"

   I shook my head, "Neh, it's fine. I can get one for myself"

   His face darkened.

   "Did I say something offensive?" I eyed him worriedly, "OUCH"

   Yurio just flicked my forehead, "I'm trying to say, that I wanted to see you again"

   "Wow really"

   "You don't want to see me again?" damn he was like 'I can buy you one' then all of the sudden he had a look that said he wanted to punch me.

   "I have high pride" I explained, "But I want the phone case"

   "That means you want to see m---"

   "LOL NO" I covered his mouth, he pushed it away.

   "Not your filthy hands!"

   "Wow okay" I rolled my eyes, "Hey..." I made him look at me, "I still want---"

   "To see me, got it"

   I decided to just go with the flow, "Yeah, I might see you when the Grand Prix starts"

   "Where will you be?"

   "In Korea, I liked the coach there best. And I'm going to have a rink mate too"

   "Yeah, okay. Tell me your assignments as soon as possible"

   I nodded, "Why not?"

   Yurio roughly shrugged and turned away, "Yeah see you"

   'I still remembered how we started talking' I waved him goodbye, 'It won't matter how far we are from each other; I'm just here for you'

Dear Otabek,

   there was this showdown between Yuri Plisetsky and Katsuki Yuri. Katsuki Yuri won. My coach here was okay, but I've decided to stay in Korea with Coach Min-so Park. I'll just write again when I get there.

Love,

   Al