A few things before we start:
1) I think I confused people with the ending of last chapter so I'll explain: the point of view was unknown and, the person was speaking as if Yuri and him were enemies in a game of chess that represented their lives. The white king represents Yuri and the black the mystery person.(but, if you think hard, you'll know who it is) the knight represents the kings closest friend and servant.
2) I'M SORRY I DONT WRITE ABOUT YURI PRACTICING!!!! I wish I could but, then there would be too many chapters and sadly, we are close to the end of the book where, there is a possibility of a second book depending on everyone's thoughts.
3) If you're interested in a yaoi/gay book with realism and that is more sophisticated and, you are a BTS fan, I just recently posted a new book called "Pink Peony" And an update goes out today so, please check it out!
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Yuri's POV
It had been a long two months of painful practice. I woke up early to practice with Victor and then stayed up late dancing with Minako. It was an endless loop that went on for two long months. Mine and Victors relationship improved a bit but, I fear he may loose interest in me.
"Yuri, you look so tense. Don't be, everything will be fine, you'll get gold for sure." Victor said reassuringly, placing a hand on my leg and gently patting it, deciding to tease me a bit as he rubbed the inside of my thigh, causing me to roll my eyes and look out the airplane window, trying to hide my red face.
"You're blushing." Victor said smuggly, snickering a bit.
"S-shut up!" I replied, crossing my arms and leaning my head against the glass window, a small smile snaking its way onto my face
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"Ah, it feels nice to be home!" Victor said, stretching a bit with a smile as we exited the plane.
"You've been too busy with me." I replied, going over to the luggage check, waiting for my suitcase."And, you haven't been giving much attention to Makkachin." I pointed out, causing him to sigh as I picked up my suitcase.
"Let's go." Victor said gloomily, grabbing his suitcase as we headed for the hotel.
"Though...... couldn't you have just brought Makkachin with us because it's his homeland?" I asked, attempting to hail a cab.
Victor shrugged a bit."Its not like we're not coming back again." He replied, mangaging to stop a cab, looking down at me with a smug ass face, causing me to roll my eyes.
"I hate you." I muttered as Victor ruffled my hair.
"I love you too." Victor teased, kissing my forehead lovingly as he opened the door for me.
I slipped into the backseat of the cab with Victor in tow as Victor gave the driver directions to the hotel we were going to stay in. It was honestly exciting to be in Russia for the first time ever, especially getting to see Victors home country. The people were friendly and very kind, not like the movies, in which most Russians were grumpy people who only cared about vodka.
"You're schedule isn't all that buisy so, would you like to go out on the town later?" Victor asked as I looked outside the window at all the different shops.
I nodded furiously and Victor chuckled, ruffling my hair before turning and looking out of the windshield. It was snowing in Russia and the days got shorter, the sky having already darkened and the shop lights bringing the city alive.
As the driver pulled up to the hotel, Victor unbuckled and looked over at me with a smile."What are you thinking about?" He asked.
I turned my head towards him and returned the smile."Nothing." I replied, getting out of the car and grabbing my luggage from the trunk of the cab.
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"Phichit, long time no see!" I exclaimed, going over and hugging my best friend.
Victor grumbled a bit and said he was going to go check us in."I wonder what his problem is." I said, Phichit shrugging in reply.
"I hear that there is a pool here, we should go together sometime." Phichit said, smiling as he grabbed my hand.
I looked at him in confusion at the action but nodded."That'd be great, we haven't had any time to hang out ever sense Victor became my coach." I said with a smile and squeezed his hand softly.
A few minutes, Victor walked over and nudged me softly."Are you ready to go out on the town? I can show you this place that sells amazing Pirozhki." Victor said as I released Phichits hand, replacing it with Victors.
"I'll talk to you later, Phichit." I said, waving at my friend who smiled and waved back.
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Phichit's POV
This was annoying.
Very annoying.
Seeing the person I love going off with another man. My phone rang as I waved goodbye, a fake smile plastered on my face.
"Hello, this is Phichit." I said into the phone.
It was silent for a few moments before a voice came through the other end, loud and clear.
"I know about your and Chris's want to break up Victor and Yuri........ and I would like to help. Of course, there may be a few tears shed along the way but, a broken Yuri is better than no Yuri, Yes?" The voice asked.
I hesitated as I watched Yuri lean his head on Victors shoulder as they slowly began to fade out of sight, their hands intertwined. I didn't want to hurt Yuri purposefully or see him in pain but, the offer of help was tempting.
"Okay........ what's your plan?"
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Ice Fire~ Victuri
FanfictionThis is an AU so it is not based that much off of the episodes of Yuri on Ice -------------------------------- When Yuri Katsuki was 10, the Hot Springs was burned to the ground, taking his mother and father with it. Since his mother was a Japanese...
