A/N--- I had an idea, but it was set really far in the future, so just bare with me alright? Also I wanted add someone to the story... If you wanted to be in it, please comment a name and a description (appearance, personality) and you might get a role in the story! Thank you!
THREE YEARS IN THE FUTURE.
Yurio POV
That day, three years ago still bothered me. Nothing bad had happened since that day, with the divot in the ice. The GP final that year was good. I won gold, Viktor and Yuuri tied for silver, and Phichit got bronze. Vikor and Yuuri had both retired from skating, and the now owned an ice rink in Russia were they coached figure skating. Otabek had asked me to marry him about a year and a half ago, and obviously I said yes. About a week ago, we filled out the adoption paper for a 14 year old girl named Alois. "Why not younger?" Otabek had asked.
"I don't like small children. You've seen Loop, Axel and Lutz right?" I had replied.
Today we were going to pick her up. Otabek had attached a cart to the side of his motorcycle (the cart thingy? You know what I'm talking about right?). "We're here." Otabek said, as he stopped his motorbike. The house was rather large, with red brick and a black roof. We knocked on the door. An older woman opened it. "Hello! Come in, come in." She gestured for us to come inside. We entered. "You boys must be here to get Alois, right?" She asked.
"Yep." I said. The woman turned around and yelled up the stairs:
"ALOIS!" Otabek raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"What?" A voice called. When thyere was no answer from the woman, the one who must've been Alois came stomping down the stairs. She wore a black zip up hoodie with a leopard print shirt underneath. Her jeans were black, as torn at the knees. She had shoulder length red hair, and piercing blue eyes. She glared at the woman. "I said what" she snapped.
I liked her already. She reminded me of me. She was 5'5", with me being 5'6" and Otabek being 5'9" now, it seemed to work perfectly.
"These are your parents. You may go now." The woman said to Alois, as she opened the door.
"Gladly." Alois smirked. She pranced out the door and down the stairs. She stopped and yelled "Freedom!" We followed her outside.
"So uhm I'm Otabek and this is Yurio." Otabek said.
"I'm Alois." She said turning around. "Thanks for saving me from this dump. Where's your car?"
Otabek gestured to the motorcycle. Alois' eyes lit up.
"Holy crap that's amazing!" She exclaimed
"Don't say crap" Otabek warned.
"Eh, let her. It's a way to express emotion." I said. Alois climbed into the cart. We drove home. We had moved to Russia a few months back to train at Viktor and Yuuri's rink.
"Hey Alois can you skate?" I asked when we were inside.
"Yeah. I train at some rink. Yuuri's my coach." She answered. "What's for lunch?"
Yuuri was her coach?!
A/N-- I am Alois btw. We're different ages, but we look the same.
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Ballet on Blades
FanfictionTHIS IS GOING TO BE LONG Yurio's grandpa passed away shortly after Viktor and Yuuri's wedding. Now social services are after Yurio as he is too young to live on his own. What will he do? Social Services want to take him back to Russia, so he couldn...
