On Love: Agape!!!

Chapter 4

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Yurio to tossed the rocks into the ocean. After wandering around a bit, he ended up at the shore. He had finally broken down and took off the sweatshirt, and the top 3 layers of clothing, which left him in his practice outfit, black fingerless gloves, a tight fitting black t-shirt, and pants. He had bundled up the clothes and left them in a heap in the sand behind him. Wth no intention of going to the inn and no clue where else to go, he had just decided to take out his anger by throwing rocks. He had often done the same thing in St.Petersburg when he had no other outlet to express his rage.

Plop! How could Viktor and Yuuko lied to him!?

Splash! Why did he have to cross the globe to be able to skate?!

PLOP! Nothing about him had changed!

SPLASH! WHY DID ANYTHING HAVE TO CHANGE!?

"AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGG!! Yuri screamed as he threw a large rock into the water. It felt good to yell. He was so busy throwing rocks and stones that he didn't notice Viktor walking up to him.

"That's quite a temper tantrum," Viktor remarked, smiling slightly. Yurio looked up, then back away. "I'm sorry, I had no idea they were going to do that, I mean it"

Yurio still didn't say a word, but just kept throwing rocks.

"Avoiding me huh? Wouldn't be the first time. Like when Makkachin ate your skate guards, remember that?" Viktor giggled. Yurio still didn't respond.

"You didn't talk to me for a week. But then we skipped practice and went to a hockey game, remember?" Viktor recalled.

Yurio threw the rock with even more force, silently hoping the wind would steer the rock of course and smash Viktor's face in.

"Yurio. I can't change how Yakov reacted, but I-" Viktor started before Yurio dug his foot into the ground and spun toward him.

"DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY I CAME OUT?!" Yurio screamed.

"Да, if you want to tell me," Viktor responded. Yurio sat down on the bundle of clothing, and Viktor sat on the sand next to him.

"After your wedding, Otabek had to catch an early flight. weren't ready to say goodbye, so we ended up in some cafe. The more we talked, we realized, that since competition season was over, we weren't going to see each other for months, so we...we..." Yurio paused, and took a deep breath." We kissed. It was nearly 1:00 in the morning, so I didn't think anyone was watching. But I was wrong. Someone, I have no idea who, took a picture and sent it to Yakov."

"Let me guess, he was irrationally angry?"

"It was like I had summoned the devil himself. He went ballistic. I swear I haven't been yelled at that bad since I lived with my mom." Yurio divulged, shuddering.

Before he was born, Yurio's father had deserted his mother, so she was forced to live with her father, Yurio's grandpa, in an extremely poor part of Moscow. She often worked long shifts, and was rarely around for yurio, although that was most likely for the best. She would openly blame him for her financial struggle, and more often than not, would take out her anger on the small boy. Just thinking about the abuse would make yurio want to massage his cheek as if it still burned from his mother's hand. The only way he had been able to get away was through skating. Yakov had discovered him when Yurio was at a public skate held for poor kids, and with help from his grandpa, was able to convince his mother to let your go to St.Petersburg.

"That bad? I'm sorry. If I had any Idea, I would-" Viktor started

"It's not your fault. I just didn't think coming out would change the way people treated me. I mean I've always felt this way, I've just put it into words." Yurio scowled.

"Then what do you want from me? I can't tell if I'm treating you in a way that makes you upset if you don't tell me what you want." Viktor asked.

"You've always acted as if I'm your little brother or something. Yurio admitted. Viktor smiled.

"Alright then, братик. Are you ready to go back?" Viktor offered. Yurio smirked.

"Да" the skater replied. Viktor took the bundle of clothing and the pair walked back to Yu-topia, ready to explore what the future may bring, together.