Our Sweet Yurio - A Yuri on Ice AU Story

Chapter 11 - Like You

A/N: Hi guys, I'm not dead. Sorry for the hiatus, its been what, a month? Yeah, I've been busy. I'm really, really sorry about that...

Anyways, I'm out of school for the summer now meaning I most likely won't be busy very often. Soo...I will be hopefully writing more often. Anyways, here is today's cha[ter and I hope you all enjoy! Also, I think I might've switched the way I spelled "Yuri" to "Yuuri" last chapter so sorry if you're confused. I can't make up my mind, I guess. I'll just go with it.

"Yurio," a voice came from beside me after we were set free from the carpet, "Come on." I turned and looked at the boy, which was Otabek. He tugged on my sleeve trying to get me to stand to my feet.

With a groan, I stood up slowly. "Where?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow. Otabek shrugged, his arms crossed..

"I was just thinking we could go sit on the bench and talk or something." He pointed over at the bench that we had been sitting on pretty much everyday since I got here. "Its better than sitting on the floor, right?" He asked rhetorically.

"Yeah, sure, whatever," I said, making my way over to said bench. Sitting down, I watched as Otabek did the same. We didn't really say anything. We sat in comfortable "silence." We were silent, but nobody else really was. The Thai kid was having a photo shoot with teddy bear smoocher. There was Georgi, who I had recognized because they had been at the rink sometimes. He was bothering a girl named Anya. Ridiculous. I thought, shaking my head.

I looked over and saw Mila, who was also often at the rink, attempting what appeared to be a double toe-loop. She's not at an ice skating rink, what is she doing? I thought, smiling ever so slightly.

There was also the two similar looking kids who I found out were siblings, Mickey and Sara. The latter appeared to be arguing with her brother's wishes. Or she could just be angry. I thought, shrugging.

My gaze returned to the boy beside me just as he began to speak. "We have a weird group of kids here," Otabek stated, breaking the silence and watching as Chris kept posing for what looked like hundreds of pictures.

"Yup," I said, watching the kid who had agreed to take said pictures in the first place. He has to be out of his mind. I thought."Hey," Otabek looked over at me, "I saw you get dropped off by someone else this morning. Who were they?" He asked curiously. "They couldn't have been your parents. You didn't walk in complaining about them like usual."

"They're not much better. They're friends of those idiots," I told him, rolling my eyes as I thought back to the horrible weekend I had.

"That's not very nice," Otabek said, not seeming to really care about what I had said.

I shrugged. "It's the truth." I noticed that he cracked a smile, and couldn't help but smile a bit as well because he did so. I guessed smiling must be contagious, after all. "I'll go back in a few days. They're professional skaters, so of course they get busy."

"I see."

"One day, they'll teach me too. When I'm older, you know..." I trailed off, smiling. "I'll be better than that pig and that old man some day. I know it." I felt determined to do so. I felt a flame burning in my heart that could never be put out. I knew that'd be what I'd do when I was older. I'd never give up on it.

"Its good to have aspirations. Without them, we'd all be unmotivated, with nothing to work for or live for," Otabek said, smiling right back at me. "I would like to be like you some day, Yurio."

"L-Like me?" I stuttered, my eyes a bit wide as I pointed at myself in disbelief.

"Like you." He smiled, reaching up and pushing my hair out of my face for a moment. "You're amazing even at this age. I can see it in your eyes."

A/N: Sorry this chapter was shorter than pretty much everyone previously. I apologize. I feel bad that I'm returning finally only to bring something so short! I'll try to make the next one longer! Hopefully you all enjoyed it anyways!