Yuri on Ice!!! My Lover Forever and Always

Chapter 2

Yuuri's POV

     I lean against the walls of the rink and watch Victor practice with such graceful moves, it made me want to get on the ice and move with him. Yurio and Otabek interrupted my thoughts, "Oh, look at the little Piggy watching Victor practice, so cute!" He teased.

     "Yurio! D-Don't distract him!' My face heated and Victor spotted us after landing a triple salchow. He skated over to us with a big smile on his face.

     "Aw, why are you blushing?" He gently gripped my nose and moved my head. Yurio rolled his eyes, he was straight faced until Otabek gripped his hand, then he blushed. I squeaked when Victor thumbed my lips, Yurio was pinned to the wall by Otabek, causing him to make a weird noise.

     Victor smacked my forehead lightly and pointed to the ice. "Let's see your jumps."

     I cringe from failing so many times in a row... Victor taps a graceful finger to his jaw line. The beautiful male skated over to me and gently smacked my head enough to make a small 'smack' sound. "Oh Yuuri... what's on your mind now?" he smooths down a loose strand of hair and he points again. "keep doing it until you succeed... remember to loosen up abit and clear your thoughts."

     (That last part would be me though XD... anyway ignore that last bit) Victor claps as I notice that Yurio and Otabek left, probably to make out or something. "There you go Little Piggy!" I smile and he taps his jaw again. "Show me something funny... maybe something from your past figure skating failed routines?" I freeze but solemnly nod.

    the music had just flowed through me, I used to fail all the time at the quad flip, and quad toe but with Victor's help I was able to do it. "That is why you always failed, the routines were too complicated for your experience you had before I became your coach. You could probably use that in the up coming season... if you loosen up a little and keep your arms straight during some of the spins, you should be tough to beat." I collapse on the ice harmlessly with sweat trickling down my face.

     "Victor... did you ever have a lot of trouble?"  He squat down next to me and he puts his finger in the center of my forehead.

     "Of course I did at first. I wasn't born ice skating you know. But i was born to do it." He helped me up and skated to the other side of the rink. he pushed me onto a bench gently and ordered me to take off my skates.

     "What?! Why?! It isn't even noon!" he ordered me again and I grumbled right when a blazing head ache hit me.

     "You have a fever... I felt your forehead when you were on the ground." So that's why he put his finger on my head. "No more skating until you heal."

     "I'm fine Victor... it's just a fever, it won't kill me" a wave of heat hit me joined with the headache, "Kuso" Victor scolded me.

     "Don't curse Yuuri."

     "How did you-"

     "I know you. Don't curse." i grumble and stand up with skates in hand. "Come on. I'm driving." i roll my eyes and follow him out of Ice Castle. Yurio and Otabek were coming back in and they look at my pale face. "He's sick..."

     Yurio held up a hand cross that he formed with his hands. "No, stay away, I don't want to get sick!" He bolted into the Ice Castle and Otabek high fives Victor, following the Russian punk. 

     "Is he always like that around sick people?"

     "Da. He'll get over it. As for you, you are not allowed to leave your bedroom until your fever goes down, do you understand?"

     "Hai." I nod. 

     "Say something in Japanese... a sentence maybe." I sigh, "I'll do one in Russian if you do." I puffed my face out.

     "Watashi wa anata o aishiteimasu... Watashi wa anata o aishiteimasu bikuta." My face flushed a deep red and Mari showed up outta no where and laughed at me.

     "Wuss... just tell him!" I shake my head furiously. Victor tilted his head in a cute angle.

     "Tell me what?" I shoo Mari away and when she wouldn't i bowed and begged her to leave. her face got red of embarrassment.

     "Yuuri you don't have to beg now cut it out I'll leave I'll leave." and she did.

     "I love your Japanese gesture things. It's amusing and quite interesting." I rub the back of my neck sheepishly.

     "N-Now you."

     "Ty moy mir, Yuri... YA khochu skazat' tebe, no ya slishkom napugan tvoyey reaktsiyey." His face became a deep, deep red. another wave of heat and pain washed over me, he picked me up bridal style and put me in the back of the car laying me down. He put a thermometer in my mouth and where he got that I have no idea. "104.8, you're going to the hospital... no ice skating for a month at most."

     "But Victor-!"

     "No buts, no Ice Skating and I'm saying that as your coach and your friend." I groan and he closed the door. He picked up the phone and his expression turned serious. I'm curious, but not curious enough to sit up and nearly vomit. He got in the car, started it, and drove to the hospital.