Yuri!!! On Ice Book 1

Chapter 29

**Author's Note!**

It's very quick I promise! Sorry for the blurriness of the picture above, I got it online, and Google wasn't feeling very friendly towards me. I did NONE of the artwork, I take NO credit for that beauty, but.... I did crop it! Mom be proud of me! I did it all by myself on my laptop, and this was the first editing I've ever done so I'm very excited by that! I know, I get excited too easily lol. Enjoy!

Yurio's POV 1st Person

Today's Saturday, and while normally the only day we get off training is Sunday, today and tomorrow we're free. Well, not free per say, we're still supposed to be going, but with Yakov gone for Victor's stupid little 'qualifier' no one's planning on showing up. Without Yakov there's no one to know, or hold us accountable, if we don't. It's a free day. And those don't come often. I just wonder how to spend it. Before Otabek was here I used to just goof off at home, play video games, watch movies, hang out with Potya, and do basically nothing, merely revel in my laziness. But now he's here I feel like I should think of something fun to do. Not to mention now we're.... together, god that's weird to say, I feel like I owe him entertainment of some sort. A date? Agh, that's even weirder to say! My eyes follow him as he stirs his cereal, and I don't realize I'm staring until he remarks upon it.

"Do I have something on my face?" He asks, looking up, I jump,

"No! I was just, um... zoning out." My sentence trails off at the end, turning it into more of a question than a statement, and the blush on my cheeks doesn't help matters.

"Oh okay," He responds casually, though with a smile on his face to suggest he knows I'm lying.

"So, what do you want to do today?" I ask, trying to deflect his train of thought that could so easily embarrass me.

"Um, training?" He says, looking slightly confused,

"But Yakov's not here." I point out, surprised by his confusion.

"...So?" His eyebrows knit together and he looks like he's trying, and failing, to grasp quantum mechanics.

"So when Yakov's not here we skip." I amend

"All of you?"

"All of us."

'You guys are some of the best skaters in the world, and you all just randomly skip?" He looks incredulous,

"Um, yeah. We can be really lazy when we want to be." I incline my head slightly, and he shakes his, bemused at the concept.

"Okay, I guess, so what are we doing?" He looks at me expectantly, and my cheeks heat up, feeling the pressure to perform.

"I don't know! That's what I was asking you in the first place."

"What?" He looks confused again and I sigh, Otabek just pulls out his phone and begins typing.

"What are you doing?" I question as I move around the table to look at his screen. Things to do in St. Petersburg. I scoff, "We're so not that pathetic! We can totally find something to do without that stupid list."

I get a sidelong glance from him that says Are you sure about that? But he follows my instructions, stowing the phone in his pocket. We sit there in silence for a while, staring at each other, willing an idea to come out of the air and grace us with it's presence. "Well we could- no." Otabek starts, then interrupts himself,

"What?" I ask, but he just shakes his head and I let it slide. "Ugh," I groan, raising my hands to signal defeat. "Pull up the damn list." He obeys my commands.