"Drag me down?" Yuri on ice SOULMATES AU

4. Cold and solid as ice, but can be broken

Viktor's pov:

I am at my home skating rink owned by my uncle. 

I was practicing my short program for this season. It was called 'Love; Eros, and it was something I thought of for a long time. I noticed everyone in my life has a soulmate, and I would tell them my soulmate is...gone. Because he is.

"Hey, Viktor!" Yuri's voice calls out. 

"Oh! Hey, Yuri. What are you doing here? It's around 10." I said, but why is he here? His grandpa wouldn't even let him leave home without a lecture. Maybe it's because Yurio's family has been through a lot, even though I know nothing about them I can tell Yurio's history among the few people around here. It was a gift of mine to read people, and I did it so well. 

"I accidentally left my phone here, when will you be returning home?" He says as he leans on the wall. Truth was I wasn't planning on going home, I was gonna stay here all night. Makka's with my mom because she needed company and I had practice so I couldn't spend time with her.

"Uh...I don't know, honestly." I shrugged and skated to the exit of the rink.

"You don't know anything." Yurio snarked.

"Yeah...I won gold medals because the judges pity me." I joked, Yurio walked over to me and then asked something I never would want to hear again.

"So you're 27 years old, now going to 28. When will you plan to meet your soulmate?" Yurio says as he looks concerned.

"I see you skate and you're unhappy, I know you have no one to come home to besides Makka." He continues, I didn't want to say anything. 

"When I am ready." I lied.

"When is that then? I am tired of you just mourning around. It hurts everyone to know how much   everyone pities you." He continued. I couldn't take this. I have to leave.

I shoved him away and I felt weird. My chest felt empty, like it was infecting my health or thoughts. I then felt Yurio's hand on my wrist. He stopped me from walking away and yelled.

"I know why you're depress!!" Yurio yelled. I turned around and gave him a glare like a warning.

"You don't. Let me go, otherwise--"

"Otherwise what? I know Yuuri is gone but it doesn't mean you can be alone! I am worried about you, Chris is worried about you, Mila and Yakov and the fucking rest are worried about you." He says. His grip on me grows tighter, and my fingers felt cold like he was stopping the blood.

I felt tears exiting out on the side of my eyes, then one tear made it way down. I was crying, and shit...I haven't cried since...since Yuuri, and it was 8 FUCKING YEARS AGO!!

"He's...I-I...Yuuri...he's gone, he is gone and I am alone!!--wait--who told you?!" I yelled in frustration, confusion, anger and...defeat.

"Chris...uh...he told me, when I asked about you." He says as his grip on me releases. 

Why would Chris tell him?

Why would he play me like this?!

This was our secret!!

"Why the hell would you ask about me?" I said, my tone sounded more angrier than I intended to be.

"You have no colour!" He shoots back as soon as I asked that, he then hugs me tights.

"You and grandpa are all I have...I-I hate to see you like this..." He cries.

I had to go.

I wanted to go,

But how...?

Yuri is so...alone right now.

Like I am.

He is more vicious than I am, and why is he showing distress?

"I...I am sorry, you, Yakov, Mother and Makka are all I have left." I cried too. While crying I hear myself thinking of Yuuri, and how I never even met Yuuri or seen his face along with how I'll disappoint my mother.

She'll understand that he is gone, but she'll be mad that I haven't even considered meeting him when I longed to.

But he is...dead.

Yuuri...is dead.

Yuuri's pov:

"Hey Phichit! I have a surprise!" I exclaimed through my phone. Me and him talked about my birthday and stuff, I thanked him for the ice skates and he told me jackpot about his funny encounters with his soulmate, Seung gil Lee. 

"I will skate with you!" I laughed, his face expressions drops and I got worried. I may get screwed like my skating will fail me but....it shouldn't matter. Even though it should matter to me, it doesn't faze me.

"Phichit! Are you okay?! Did I-Did I say something!? Do-Do you not want me too?!" I panicked, then he screams.

"YUURI!!!! I SERIOUSLY LOVE YOU!" He yells. He then calls Ciao Ciao over.

"Yuuri! I am happy for you! My offer still exists. Do you want me to coach you?" He says as he leans on Phichit to be visible through my phone so I can see him.

"I'll take it!!" I laughed in excitement as my now passion and career will be focused on the one thing I love the most...skating.

"Uh...if you take me." I questioned myself.

"Of course Yuuri, you'll always have the talent and the ability to inspire others." Ciao Ciao compliments me, I smiled and continued speaking to Phichit about competitions and what or where I'll be.

"I've seen your skating. Viktor Nikiforov will be replaced." He says. I then froze and came into realization.

I will go against Viktor Nikiforov. 

And he won more times than I can remember. 

I am a big fan of his, but I always end up upset because of his success. The one I'll never have, and the one that shouldn't exist for me.

"Yuuri?" Phichit says.

"Oh! I zoned out, sorry." I apologized.

"It's okay, it just means you're tired!" Phichit points out and we say our goodbyes. He knows what I am thinking honestly, he only said that because if he'd pointed it out that I was doubting myself I'd get angry.

Also...skating may screw me over but it doesn't faze me. Which is weird, I don't fear for my life at all.

I ended the FaceTime and layed flat onto my bed. I put my hands up like I was touching the sky, waiting for planes and clouds to pass. But...why do I feel like falling? It then felt real, like I was actually falling. I got up and I was fucking scared.

I stood up and went to the bathroom, and gazed into the mirror. I looked into it and smiled, my reflection...it is... just me. Me.

I am happy with myself.

Only myself.

No one else.

Just My walls.

(THE END...NOT.)