Left Behind

Chapter 2

He watched as the movers removed Victor's belongings from the room he used to stay in. Victor had been true to his word and had already left for the airport that day before Yuri even had a chance to come back, and he would have been lying if he wasn't hurt even more by this. He didn't even get to say goodbye, and he knew that he probably would never get to say hello to him again either.

He watched as the last of his stuff was taken from his room with tears in his eyes. This was all his fault, if only he hadn't let his emotions overcome him like that maybe...maybe he would have gone with Victor to Russia, at least then he could have stayed by his side...and maybe he would get to skate on the same ice as him again. He was regretting everything he did that day due to his emotions he hated the fact that he had hurt Victor....he hated himself for that.

He watched the truck carrying Victor's belongings drive away, and he felt as if a part of him was taken away on that truck as well, and he felt the tears once again well up in his eyes. He jogged towards the beach, he just wanted to forget that this had ever happened that he had ever met Victor that he had ever let him be disappointed in him...that he had ever grown feelings for him. He wanted to forget it all to save him from the pain...the pain that he had caused himself.

He watched the gray sea as it churned and crashed onto the shore, on any other day it would calm him just like the ice would, although he hadn't touched the ice since the competition with Yurio, lately, however, everything had just been falling apart.

He had totally isolated himself, he barely talked to his parents, heck he barely even talked to Phichit and he was his best friend. He knew his depression was beginning to rear its ugly head once again leaving him feeling completely useless. He hated this feeling, he hated feeling constantly numb or sad. He hated every second of it, and he just wanted to escape this feeling, these thoughts. He wanted to be rid of them.

He tried keeping busy composing music, and even dancing with Minako, but his mind would always wander there, to the place of what might have happened if he had gone with Victor. Would he have been happy? He thinks that he would, but at the same time he knew that he couldn't take any of it back now, he couldn't fix the things he had done wrong. Even if that was all that he wanted to do, and he knew that there was no way that he could go to Russia and expect Victor to ever forgive him.

After several hours of sitting on the beach, he headed back home. His parents greeted him, and he only smiled as he went to his room. There sat the costume that Victor had given him, the last thing of Victor's that was still in this house, and everytime he say it more tears welled up in his eyes, he knew it was stupid. He knew that he shouldn't he was the one who had pushedVictor away, he was the one that had ruined everything, so there was no reason for him to be upset right? So why did he feel so guilty, and sad?

Over the next several weeks his parents and sister grew more concerned for the raven haired male. He had nearly stopped eating altogether, and he appeared to not be getting nearly enough sleep. They were concerned and constantly asked him if he was okay.

"Are you okay Yuri?" They would ask him and yet the only thing he ever said was, that he was fine.

"I am fine mom, I am just going to go to Minako's to practice." They knew that this was a lie, and they didn't know what to do for him. That was until Minako got a hold of them, and they happened to agree on one thing in particular. Yuri and Victor needed to make up.

Unsurprisingly Minako was the one to call him after all the two of them had exchanged numbers so that he could check up on Yuri while he was still his coach.

"Hello, Minako! It has been a while since I've spoken with you how are you?" Victor sounded relaxed, as he always did, however, Minako didn't know how he would take to talking to Yuri again.

"Hello, Victor! I am well, and I am sure that you have been okay as well. But I am afraid that I didn't call to chat, I am calling about Yuri."

"What is wrong with him....? Is he injured?" Victor sounded concerned despite the fight that Minako suspected they had had the day of the hots springs on ice competition that they had had.

"No, it just seems that he has barely been eating, nor sleeping as of late. He has been overworking himself, and barely talking to his family, nor his friends. He hasn't touched the ice since you left, and he has been acting this way as well, and well I was wondering if you had any idea as to why he was acting this way." She heard Victor sigh over the receiver.

"After the competition, he disappeared, and so I went to the place that I thought that I might find him, and I found him sitting on the beach. I knew that he was upset, so I wanted to comfort him...but we got into a spat, and well I was upset....and even though while I was walking away I heard him saying that he was sorry, and he didn't mean it....I never once turned around...and I ended up leaving before he came back. Yurio and I took the first flight out of there...to be honest I know that I shouldn't have just left him like that but I was too upset to stop and think about what I was doing..." Minako let out a loud groan when she heard this, and from the sounds of it, they had both been pigheaded at the time and were both clearly upset about what had happened. But neither of them had thought to contact the other about what had happened.

"Victor, you haven't spoken to Yuri since this happened to have you?"

"No, I haven't..." Victor could have sworn that in that moment he hear Minako growl at him, and he jumped.

"Then you either need to call him or get your ass back here so you can both apologize to one another like the adults that I know the two of you are!" Victor once again jumped at the harshness in her voice.

"Yes, Minako!"

"Now Victor!"

"Yes ma'm!" Victor then began to scramble about to figure out how on Earth he was going to get into contact with Yuri again.