Got Me in Quicksand

Lose Me

Part 1 of 4

Yuuri's P.O.V.

It's only me tonight. Usually, Yurio or Viktor will join me for late night practice, but they decided to skip out.

I'm practicing extra hard because the Japanese Nationals are in a month and I'm not about to let my country down because I can't give an adequate performance, which I can.

After a clean triple toe loop landing, I throw myself into step sequences from years past. It's quite fun to watch myself evolve and do it right in front of the human eye so they can see how much I've grown since my senior debut.

The ice and are two half of the same card, we're both one thing split into two separate beings. It's quite beautiful, really.

Forget what others have said about Viktor and me's relationship It's not like what they say has any effect on me or anything like that... They don't matter, just like how if you lewd the dragon loli, you're still going to jail regardless.

I chuckled at my own little joke. It was uncommon for me to lose character like that in public unless I was drunk or something, but when I was alone, I could do things like that (In my head) and not feel disturbed or be disturbed in the slightest bit. I was in Detroit with Phichit, I had picked up quite the rainbow of a vocabulary from being there.

I halted where the kiss and cry would be and slid my skate guards back on. I had been here since 8 in the morning and is here until 11 at night. I think It's about time I leave but need to stop and look presentable so people don't look at me like I'm some type of threat when I'm walking down the street.

There were other skaters that came in for late practice, but tonight they didn't seem to come. And even if they did, it's not like we acknowledged each other except for some applause and some slight comments here and there with joking undertones. But other than that, we barely disturbed each other because we were busy trying to do their own thing.

As I headed to the men's room, I heard some laughter from in the direction I was heading in.

"Looks like they did come." I thought fondly "Maybe I should greet them before leaving."

As I turned the corner, I did notice two things. One, these were skaters here for night practice, and Two, these skaters looked sort of familiar, but very unfamiliar."

"H-Hello?" I stuttered out, ashamed at my own meekness and stutter.

They all turned to me with wide eyes, and one had his phone in his hand.

"Is that-?"

"I think it is..."

"It's Yuuri Katsuki!"

"Fanboys?" I thought tilting my head slightly to the left.

One rushed up to him in enthusiasm, his phone clutched tightly in his hand. He seemed to be the youngest and most innocent looking one out of the bunch.

"Can we take some pictures of you with your hair down?!" He yelled in a fanboyish tone.

"E-Eh?!"

See, being asked to take pictures with fan usually wasn't uncommon, but they barely ever made any specific requests because they knew how uncomfortable it made me, but I persisted onwards anyway.

"My hair down?"

"Look at what you've done Alexei! You've made him uncomfortable!" The more mature one said. "We're sorry for him."

"No, No! It's ok!" I say reaching for my ponytail holder. "It's alright..." I say, quieter this time.

"Oh, ok."