Your blood 》Yuri On Ice

Mr Blue Sky

1 month later
Victor Nikiforov

When I open the door to Yuri's room the light that floods into my vision is blinding. According to his window, Londons skies are blue.

Wheeling my IV rack behind me, I walk up to the foot of Yuri's bed and admire him; the way the sun shines on the side of his resting face gives him an ethereal glow he deserves. The smile I offer him is true, I wish he could see the raw scencerity of it.

Quiet mumbling pulls my attention to the tv overhead. That's right, the winter olympics are in full swing and the human male figureskating competition happens to be on. Out of curiosity I pull the remote out of the compartenent at the foot of the bed and turn up the volume.

"This year's competition is certanly strange, and an all time low in the sport" the commentator starts, "hardly any of our favourites are in attendance. Talents such as Thailands Pichit Chulanont,  Japan's Minami Kenjirou, Kazakhstan's Otabek Altin, Italy's Michele Crispino and Japan's Yuri Katsuki are absent from competition. The likely cause is the dissapearance of Japan's dime a dozen skater; Yuri Katsuki. Although reports say he has been found there is still a grey cloud over all the competitors who knew him. Katsuki's dissapearance has had a huge impact on the words top skaters, expanding also to those in the vampire category; Mila of Russia, who said she would make a comeback, has withdrawn due to it. Canadas best, Jean Jaques Leroy has... dissapeared. Swiss Christophe Giacometti who was once Katsuki's coach and a close friend of his is not competing. Yuri Plisetsky, upcoming champion, has withdrawn without word. And of course, world champion, Victor Nikiforov will not be competing in light of his fiances dissapearance. We extend our best wishes to them all."

The television switches to footage of skaters preparing with their coaches. I couldn't put a name to any of the faces. They do remind me of Yuri and I though; the way he'd get nervous and I'd have to comfort him with a hug and verbal encouragement. When I'd get obsessive about the positioning of his costume... I will miss it.

With a melancholy smile, I switch the tv off and put the remote back. I pull the IV out of my arm as I usually do when I converse with Yuri and sit on the chair by him heavily.

"You know," I say softly, looking at he calendar on the wall, "today is the two month aniversary of your time in hospital. Soo.... why don't you wake up now? This is taking heavy sleeping to another level Yu." I reach for his hair and play with his strands. 

"The sun is shining, the sky is blue and I don't look homeless for once.  This is the perfect time for you to open your eyes" I sing proudly, smoothing back my hair and adjusting my navy dress shirt. I don't know what improved my self care,  it might be the IV, or the hope I have now that Yuri has a bit of Jewel in him that should be getting him better.

I look to Yuri but he still looks the same as he has for the past two moths. Peaceful. At that, I sigh loudly, as if it'll help him hear me, and drop my head on his belly, facing him.

"C'mon Yuri" I murmur, closing my eyes and tapping a rythm on his ribcage.

I feel myslef being taken by exhaustion when a murmur resounds around me;

"I bet you were still beautiful when you looked homeless"

Yuris soft voice. I'm already dreaming.

Then, fingers are in my hair and it feels too real.

Bursting back to life,  I sit up and look at Yuri's face.

Big brown eyes look back.

My heart lurches in my chest, my eyes open wide, and tears fall out of them all at once.

"Yuri!" I wail, throwing my arms around him. His quiet chuckle thrums from his chest to mine, warming my cold blood.

Suddenly, all the pain and suffering from my childhood,  from Yuris illness, from having to be appart, from JJ and Kolya and Yakov is all dwarfed into one brief flash of images.

"I missed you Victor" he whispers fondly.  What could I do other than echo he words back?

"I missed you so much Yuri.  Thank you for coming back to me."

♡ ~ The End ~♡

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Lord. It's hard to believe it's really over. This book has been an incredible and unique journey full of learning, love, laughter and angst but sadly all good things must come to an end. Even if this story is over I hope it'll live on in your minds the way it'll live on in mine.

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