"Yuuri!" Viktor called out to the teen once again, but the man didn't turn he just kept running. He went to run after him, but a hand jabbed his arm yanking him back. "Do you really think that's a good idea, Viktor?" Yuuko asked, Viktor frowned then shook his head.
"What Do you feel for Yuuri?" She asked, viktor blinked then looked up.
What do I feel for him? Do I.. love him? No.. I can't! Yalkov will kill me!
"I..I don't know.. I just feel some sort of connection.." Viktor choked out, making yuuko nod. "Let's go back now."
As they made it back, Aleron basically lept on him. "VIKtttOr" the Man howled, "Allie?" Viktor blinked, the man was crying? "Your dog Is so cute!" Aleron yelled. Viktor nodded "She is!" He then pushed past, and made it up to his room. He laid down on his futon. He held his hand up, extending it out as if he was reaching for something, he imagined yuuri taking it and let out a soft hum. As he began humming the tune of "Love Iike you"
He smiled, writing down ideas on his skin. He heard bangs coming from down the hall, he looked up, Yuuri must've fallen. His smile grew larger, as he got up and walked to the door. He knocked, "Yuuri? Are you alright?" A purr sounded in his voice, as he heard a snort from the other side. "I'm fine Mr Nikiforov."
He frowned. "Just call me Viktor.. Can I come in?" He pressed against the door.
"Hum, no thanks. And I'll be calling you Nikiforov." Viktor went silent, It hurt. He found himself sniffling and rubbing his eyes slightly. "Alright." His voice crackled slightly, a star he walked away.
[Yuuris Pov]
Yuuris eyes widened when he heard the sniffle, he imediatly looked up from where he was siting. He wanted to chase after him, stop him and hug him tight.. But he didn't move.
Why am I like this?
Yuuri sighed, as he got himself back onto the seat. He sounded so upset.. Did I somehow offend him by not calling him by his first name?
I'm stupid..
Yuuri opened his door, as a small poodle lept inside. He shut the door and kissed the poodles head. he giggled. "Vicchan! I love you" he hugged the dog closer, as he heard some hums come from the he other room. Viktor is humming again..
This time he knew the song, so he sang along slightly.
"I like me better when I'm with you.." he got to hear a surprised gasp from the other side, as he began singing along with the hums.
"I might get to too much talking.. I might have to tell you something."
He the new stopped, beginning to regret it. Viktor probably hated him. The humming eased to the end and he got into bed.
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Yuuri opened his eyes, it was barely light. He got up and got into his sports uniform. He left his room, he could hear snoring. Hmm.. so you snore Mr Nikiforov!
he walked down the stairs, and caught the time. '6:47' Yuuri Wrote it on his arm, then grabbed a leash, attaching it to vicchans collar, he saw Viktors dog look sad. Yuuri couldn't resist, he grabbed his collar and strapped it to the other pupper to. They left home, and walked around for a while, he stopped outside a store, the man was nice. They gave him a free banana. He ate it in the park, as he sat with the two poodles, they seemed to get along.. unlike him and Viktor.
He walked home, Viktor thanked him but he just shrugged. He went to his room and wrote away. He heard a knock on his door.
Ignore.
He felt the door slam open, he looked up to see Phichit. He was flustered, and screaming like a hyena. "Um..?" Yuuri just blinked, as phichit hugged Yuuri. "You missed it!"
"Um.. missed what?" Yuuri blinked slowly. "Our day out!" Phichit yelled, making Yuuri gasp.
"I'm SO sorry! I completely forgot.." phichit edged onto a smile. "Now, I'm getting you drunk for this. YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO REFUSE!" Phichit threw his hands into the the air.
"You just want me to pole dance." Yuuri glared, Phichit nodded. "I don't need to be drunk to pole dance!" Yuuri spat back.
"Eros yuuri Is drunk Yuuri!" Phichit yelled. He grabbed onto his bed, as phichit dragged him into his common room. Somehow, he had managed to pry yuuris hands away from the bed.
"Chris! Got the pole?" phichit asked, Chris replied with a nod.
The last thing he remembered was being forced to drink..
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He woke to soreness. He felt a thumping in his head, as he got up. Gah! I'm almost naked!
he got changed, took some painkillers as he put contacts in. He smirked, pushing his hair back. He heard a whistle, he turned to see Viktor. He pushed past the Nikiforov. He obviously looked hurt.
Yuuri went out on his walk, he hummed to himself as he walked down the streets. He froze when he saw the man everyone knew. Jean-Jacques Leroy.
He stumbled as the Man walked over to him. "Ah, a katsuki!" He smiled, all Yuuri could see was death. Jean would definitely at least beat him up.
The man punched Yuuri, Yuuri felt the stone path. He felt feet on him, And pain through him. He saw red. As he heard the familiar Russian tone.
"Let. him. Go."
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The silver wing
FanfictionViktor Nikiforov is the last of his family, as everyone thinks. His father left, his mother died. His family is known for getting rid of the evil in the world, mostly around hasetsu. Nobody in the Nikiforov family tree had been there, so Viktor did...
