Aki Live! (Yuri on Ice Fanfiction)

Don't Leave Me

I waved to Otabek as he walked into his hotel. For some reason it comforted me knowing he was only here temporarily. I was happy Yura had him though. Otabek may seem cold and distant, but he's nice. I know he's gonna be there for Yura.

It was left with just Yura and I and the thick awkwardness. "Umm, it was nice seeing you," Yura said trying to fill the silence.

"Well I wish I could say that same thing," I said. He froze. He probably thought I was mad at him, I was, but I said that as a joke. "I'm blind," I remonded him, tapping the ground with my cane.

"Oh," he said relieved, "I thought you were mad at me." I scoffed as he continued to walk with me along the deserted street.

"I am," I stressed, "But why would you care? You're the one that ignored me."  I just continued walking, having him lag behind. I could feel him trying to grabbed my arm, but I just continued to pick up speed.

"Can you slow down, I want to talk," he told me, finally catching onto my arm. "Those two told me what's going on. I just want to make sure you're alright?" Oh, those two can't keep anythinf to themselves.

"Actually I am, must desire to be dead has decreased by a bit," I told him, with annoyance masking my sadness. Why couldn't I only have feelings when he was around.

"Well your sass is still intact, so your fine," it was obviously I was getting on his nerves, "I forgot how annoying you can be?"

I gasped, "Me annoying?" I turned him around as he had walked infront of me. "You are the one who hides all his emotions behind a glare. You're the one who forced me to go out after I had a full day of school. I will give you that I tease people, but you never seemed to complain. If you would have asked me to stop I would have." I was just trying to make our departure less painful. We were like tanget lines, getting closer and closer, but never meeting.

"Oh what about you constantly having an instrument on you?" That was true, I had my flute in my bag, but I don't just break it out and play it. "What of you mimic people as they talk without them noticing?" I did it to try and make him laugh whenever we were t out to eat. "What about you not hearinf a single thing said to you when you're lost in a book?"

"That's me sweety, if you don't like it, don't be around it," I told him with an obviously forced smile.

"I did!" he yelled and started to walk away. Time just froze. That was going to be the last rime I would see him. Well besides competitions, and at the rink. He would probably never talk to me again. Unless of course I said something. But did I want him to know how I feel. Would it just push him further away? I couldn't Handel living without him, that was all I knew for sure. I needed to stop him from walkinf away and put of my life.

"I'm sorry," I called out, grabbibg his sleeve, droppibg my cane by accident. "I didn't mean any of that. I don't know why I said any of that. I finally it adorable how you always try to be tough. I'm thankful you forced me out of my confort zone, no one else tries to. But I need to go get better. And if you want me to stop teasing you, I'll stop. Just don't igbore me, I want you in my life. No I need you in my life. I got depressed becuse you weren't. I'm not asking for aanythinf huge. Just reaspond to my texts if that's all you want. Just don't forget bout me." I had started crying. It was probably the most emotional I have ever gotten around him.

My hand slipped off his sleeve. Both my hands clenched together under my chin as my head tilted to the ground. I couldn't hear anything over my sobs I was trying to keep hushed. I was sure he had left at this point. I was surprised when I felt his hands cup my cheeks and wipe away my tears with his thumbs.

"I'm sorry I haven't been around," he said, with pain in his voice. "I couldn't Handel being around you. It hurt, thinking that I needed you more than you needed me. You're so independent, I didn't want to be in the way. I thought it would be better for both of us if we parted ways."

"What would make you think that, you idiot!?" I yelled through the tears. "I love you for pete's sake!" I reach up to his face. It was higher than I remembered. He probably grew, which wasn't strange for his age.

He was tense under my hands that were resting over his ears. I could feel the feet of his skin rush into my cold palms. I stood there waiting for a reasons. He was silent, contemplating what to say, and letting my imagination run into the darkness. He reached out and kissed me, surprising me with his actions.

His lips were slightly chapped, but I was sure mine were too. Even with that roughness it was soft and gentle. It was filled with sweetness and kindness and all his love. The love I hadn't noticed. I was pulled closer, or I stepped close. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and is hands looped around my waist. We were falling deeper into the kiss. When we finally pulled apart we wrre out of breath.

"Aki," he sighed my name, as I looked in his eyes. They were close enough so I could properly see them, "ai shiteru." I looked at him in wide eyes. Not only had he said I love you in Japanese, but it was a very serious from, like, I want to be with you forever, serious.

"Are you aware of how serious what you just said is?" I asked shin, thinking he hadn't done enough searching, and just used the first translation he found.

"I'm aware of the meaning behind it," he said, scratching his neck. We just stood there awkwardly.

"What do we do now?" I asked. He shrugged. We weren't really sure why our relationship should be. "Should we just go back to how things were, then go from there?" I offered, with a slight shrug.

"Yeah," he said, bending down and picking up my cane for me. "That means I can hold your hand right, my Akichka?" My face lit up t the nickname.

"Dose this gore me promition to call you Yurochka?" I asked, boincing up and down as we finally continurd our walk back to where we were staying.

"If it makes you happy," he sighed. I knew he liked it.