Viktor's Terror

Chapter 4

It had been several months now since Yuuri came to stay in Russia, Viktor had started skating again and now, it was time for his come back, he had entered into the Grand prix of male figure skating, and now was in the finals.

Viktor stood by the edge of the ice in his red and white jacket which covered his costume.
Watching the others preform actually made him excited, he knew he would win gold for the 6th time in a row. He noticed someone new out of the corner of his eye, a boy with short brown hair, styled the same as his own was.

Viktor turned to his Coach and pointed the boy out "Yakov, who is that?" he asked not taking his eyes off the young skater. Yakov turned and looked "ah that is Luke, he is an Italian skater. This is his senior debut, he has guts to compete against you"

Luke glared at Viktor and silently signed the words 'You WILL lose' he took off his jacket and stepped on to the ice stopping in the center as the announcer spoke about his junior records. As soon as his music started he moved gracefully and very elegantly.

Viktor couldn't take his eyes off him, seeing him skate and do complex quads and spins that took him years to perfect made him feel angry and jealous and competitive all at once "tch...whoever you are...I can promise you one thing...I will not lose!" he turned from the ice going to stretch he was up next, and with this new mix of emotions he was hell bent on winning and wiping the ice with this new competition.

Luke soon finished using a pose Viktor had used the previous season, he smirked looking directly at Viktor who stood by the gate to the ice glaring, he knew the pose was his, and he knew Luke was issuing a challenge.
When Luke walked past him he grabbed his arm lightly and whispered to him "I do not take your challenge lightly. You may be new to this division but keep in mind...it belongs to me and I will never allow someone such as you to take it from me on their first try" he let go and stepped on to the ice handing Yakov his jacket and skated to the center.

The lights made his shirt shimmer and sparkle, the left side had a spot that looked like it was torn, but had netting there. He took his opening pose and started skating as his music started.
It was a classical piece by Bach, he was well known for the programs he created to classical music.
with each spin he gained more and more speed, once he had enough he started skating backwards and then jumped into a quad which had 6 spins before landing on his toe pic and spinning to a stunning finishing pose.

The crowd of course went wild , cheering and screaming his name,blue roses were tossed on to the ice and he smirked glancing at Luke he scooped up a few flowers and held them up before stepping off the ice and going to get his scores.

Luke Glared at the Russian man , his eyes full of anger and hate. He looked at his own score

he got 219.5, then he looked up at the bored to see Viktor's score, his eyes widened "he got 820.9?! how is this possible! I took gold in every competition in my junior seasons!"

Yuuri smiled at the Italian and took off his own jacket "Viktor is the best there is. I was surprised he even accepted your challenge, normally he won't acknowledge those he doesn't think have the skills to beat him, you should feel honoured" he then skated and started his own program.

Luke made a fist and punched the brick wall angry then went to Viktor "how dare you! How dare you make a fool of me on my own territory! I won gold in every competition in my junior seasons!"
Viktor just smiled and looked at him "listen, I didn't make a fool of you, you did that yourself. You picked a fight with the top skater and lost. The only thing making you look foolish is the simple fact that you are a sore loser. If you can't handle losing, then I suggest you quit now"

Viktor walked away going and waiting for Yuuri to finish, he glanced at Luke who hadn't moved, his hands balled into a fist. He knew Luke wouldn't dare quit, but he also knew Luke would push himself well past exhaustion in an attempt to take his title. He was snapped out of his thoughts by Yuuri touching his arm "You were great Yuuri..." he pulled his lover into a hug and kissed him not caring if they were on national television.

Yuuri's eyes widened then closed as he kissed back, this act enraged Luke even more, Like Yuuri he wanted Viktor all to himself but he refused to let anyone know that.
Luke ran off and hid in a room, he glared at a small TV in the room as it showed Yuuri and Viktor's Kiss

"I will not let you keep him Yuuri Katsuki" he grabbed a water and returned to do an interview with his coach about his challenge to Viktor.

A reporter looked at Luke and smiled "Luke, this is your senior debut as well as Viktor's return, what made you decide to issue a challenge to him?"
Luke smiled and looked at her "Viktor has been my idle for many, many years, he's the reason I started skating in the first place. As a child, I was completely obsessed with him. I even went out and got a poodle just like his. I challenged him because I wanted to test my skills against the best. I lost but now I know where I stand."

The reporter smiled again "and am I right to say that next season you will issue him another challenge to test your skills again?" she watched him carefully as he nodded "yes and I will continue to do so until I beat him and take the title of top skater for myself"

Yuuri stood there shocked at what he had heard, fear had a grip on him now, he was scared he would lose Viktor to Luke.

Viktor grabbed his hand "I'm not going anywhere Yuuri. The devil himself couldn't take me from you" little did he know, he would not be Yuuri's forever like he planned.