Your blood 》Yuri On Ice

Digging

Victor Nikiforov

Somethings not right.

I put my phone down on the nightstand and rub my eyes exhaustedly.

This is at least the 5th time I've called Chris and at least the 5th time he's given me an excuse as to why Yuri can't speak to me.

I get it. Yuri thinks I don't love him anymore and is therefore mad at me.

Which is exactly why I've decided I'm going to fly to Switzerland and try to sway his heart into forgiveness and love.

And I won't just try; I'll succeed.

It's all already planned out; I'll fly there, get on one knee and return his ring to him, singing songs about how much I love him, how sorry I am, I'll pour my heart out until there's nothing left; and if that doesn't work I'll pour the nothing. 

And naturally he will start crying happily, he'll embrace me and tell me he loves me and that he wants me back and that we'll be together till death do us part.

I need some sleep.

Chuckling sadly at my own fantastical and vivid imagination, I tie my hair into a bun with Yuri's purple ribbon and get up to look for my passport.

The reality of our meeting may not be so theatrical; it may be quiet and intimate and slightly bumpy.

Or it could be a hail storm.

He could scream at me for breaking his heart, I'll have to tell him I did the very thing I told him I wouldn't do, he may start crying not due to happiness but due to pain. This could be it.  He may have had enough of my antics. It could be over.

But no need for thoughts like that; I can only hope for good and to not drive myself head first into depression and insanity.

I'll tell you what will make me insane though;

I can't find my passport.

Searching frantically in the last possible place it could be, I still come up with nothing.

Shit.

I used my passport to get to Russia, they took it. They kept it.

Fuck you Kolya. Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you.

I viciously kick the chest of drawers, ignoring the pain in my toe as I grumble angrily to myself.

How could I be so stupid?

I need to move on. It's no use dwelling on my idiotic mistakes.

"Ok Google, How long does it take from start to finish to get a new passport in Japan?" My phone processes my words as I clutch it desperately, eager to hear the reply;

"The time period is variable; for a Japanese national it takes an average of one month. In the occasion that the subject is not a national they will have to undergo proceedings at their respective embassy and it could take up to three months"

"Well fuck you then!" Without thinking it through I hurl my phone across the room. However as it's mid air I realise I have a very useful phone number in my contacts that could be my only hope.

Time seems to slow as I vault over my bed and preform a forward roll to catch my precious device before it hits the ground.

I did not know I was that fast.

It takes little searching for me to find the number I need.

"Hello sir. It is nice to hear from you at such an early morning hour" The incredibly British accent brings me inner peace even if only a little.

"Hello Sebastian, my favourite butler" I coo. He is a man of little words but he will speak when he is needed to.

"What is it that you need?" His voice sounds a little more serious, I'm glad he's caught on.

"I know you know a lot of people"

"I do indeed, if you need someone of the dark and dodgy nature I can help. However if you need a day walker try Edwin. He seems to favour you more too." The butlers antics bring a smile to my face. Back when I was at the castle Edwin was the butler full of energy and affection while Sebastian would just watch.  Intently. And of course carry out orders. He is one hell of a butler. Anyway, I noticed Sebastian has this quiet resentment toward Edwin, so they didn't see eye to eye on anything at all.

"It's dark and dodgy Seb." I nod as if he can see me.

"Go on" I can immediately tell he's interested, a fire burns in his eyes when it comes to mischief and his voice has a small sprinkle of excitement to it.

"I need a passport. Do you know anyone who can get me a passport fast?"

"Do you mean bending the rules to get a genuine one quicker or a false one sir?"

"It's need a real passport real fast" Don't want to take any risks, afterall I am a good boy.

How I am my fathers son I really don't know. 

"Right; I do know somebody. Give me your adress in Japan and I will send a passport form. You need to complete it accordingly and send it back to the palace. I'll take it from there. You'll have an new passport on a matter of days"

"You are a life saver Sebastian"

"May I ask what it's for?"

"Love"

"What a disgrace. This is why I should have cared for you; not Edwin. He and Jewel have poisoned your mind with foolishness" when others say things like that I tend to loose it. Sebastian is different, I know he doesn't mean it in a bad way, he just doesn't understand emotion.

"Aww, so touching"

"Disgrace" his last line is short and snappy before he hangs up.

Oh how he makes me laugh.

Letting my giggle wear off, I text him the adress and fall like a starfish onto my bed.

Now I have time to wonder; I wonder what Yuri is doing right now... Maybe having something containing Cheese with Chris, or giving Valentino new ideas... I wonder if he's over me... I hope he misses me and Chris is only doing this to protect his good friend.

Nah... its not like Chris to do that. He wouldn't betray our friendship like that.

Hope saved me in childhood. I pray that hope saves our love.

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Idk wtf this was. It was lyk the most goofy internal monologue ever.

Q:What's the funniest thing Victor has said/done in Your Blood?