Yuris Secret!! (YurionICE!!!)

-6: Slump-

The next morning came and I was awake when I heard  Yuuri and Victor wake up and get their things. Quickly I step out of my bed, get dressed into my training outfit and slip out of my room. I nearly run into Victor, when I open the door.

"Oh! Good morning Yura!", he says cheerfully.

"Morning."

I walk down to the kitchen where I meet Yuuri. He's making some breakfast and snacks for during the training.

"Good morning Yuri. You're awake quiet early. What's the matter?", he asks.

"I'll come along to the rink today. I'm done with sitting around here! I need to be on the ice!", I say casually and grab a banana. I sit down at the table waiting for a reaction.

"You sure that you're ready? Didn't your Doc said something about four weeks?"

"Sure I'm ready!", I exclaim before I leave the kitchen again. I wait for Yuuri and Victor to be ready and then we make our way to the rink.

When we step into the ice castle, Yuko welcomes us with her usual smile. "Yuri! Nice to see you again!"

"Yeah.", I mumble and rub my neck with my right hand. I was still a little embarrassed when I think about how she held my hand a few weeks ago. I look at her.

"What do you need, Yuri?", she smiles, reading me like an open book. I hate when that happens.

"Well, I thought.. maybe.. I could borrow some skates from your inventar?"

"Borrow? None sense. You can come and take a look, if there are skates that you like it will be our present to you for coming back and returning to training.", she smiles.

"Uh..Ok. Thanks."

I follow her and after some advice from her I decide for a common pair of black skates. I try them on and they fit perfectly. I stand up from the bench. It feels strange, new and still so familiar.

"Do they fit?", Yuko asks, looking around the corner.

I smile at her and nod. "They are perfect."

"Nice."

I turn around and leave the waiting area and step into the cold air ofthe ice rink. I hesitate a second before I step out onto the ice. I would never admit it but I was kinda scared. Scared of what might happen when I start to skate again. Carefully I start to slide across the ice. Slowly at first but soon I get faster and more confident and steady. Out of instinct I try some different steps and smile when everything is working. Nothing hurts. My fear is gone and I'm only aware of the quiet scraping of the blades over the ice, my pounding heart and my breath coming out in small clouds.

*a few days later*

Now that I was finally back on the ice I just couldn't hold back any longer and soon the light skating turned into real training – stepsequences, spirals and figures. Thought the Doc warned me that to much training to soon would be dangerous, it felt so good to be finally moving on the ice like I did before. The familiar surroundings, the cold air, the black soft leather of the skates against my feet. No pain.

"Yuri, come take a break.", Yuuri calls form the side. "You've been out on the ice for hours."

"It's fine. I need to train.", I shout and concentrate back on the ice, even thought my body tells me to stop. There is a slight pain that shots up my leg every time I put to much weight on it. It fells like soreness or cramps or whatever.  Nothing important enough to stop me from training. I ignored my body. Instead I was gaining some momentum and took of for one of the easier jumps I've been training in the last days. Only a second later my left feet came in contact with the ice and I suddenly felt the muscles in my leg cramp up causing me to loose my balance and crash painfully to the ground. My left knee taking most of the fall. Holding back a strangled cry instead a string of fast russian curses leaves my mouth.

"YURI!", Yuuri calls, stopping next to me, while I push myself into a seated position.

"I'm fine!", I spit out and start to stand up. Putting weight onto my left leg hurts, the cramp still burning through my muscles. I feel my left leg give out under my weight. It's thanks to Yuuri that I keep standing. He holds me tight until I get my balance back.

"Let go! I can stand on my own!", I yell at him and start to skate slowly to the exit. Every move was agony. My muscles were trembling and hurting and screaming for me to sit down. With quivering fingers I put my skate guards on, when I hear Yuuris skates scraping over the ice.

"Don't you dare to follow me, pig! Just leave me alone!"

As fast as possible I make my way to one of the locker rooms and fall down onto the bench with a pained groan. It fucking hurts. Why the fuck would one fall hurt so fucking bad?! I couldn't remember if falling always hurt this much. Slowly I turn my body and lift my left leg onto the bench and lay down to try and get the pain back under control. I try to massage the cramp out of my thigh. It fucking hurts and my heart was beating furiously in my chest and didn't seem to calm down any time soon. After all I should have listened to the doc. I was stupid. Everything. Maybe I should have never come back. It only have been a few days and there wasn't much time until the qualification for the Grand Prix. After all it probably was impossible. It was and always will be my stupid childish dream. Lost in my thoughts I lost track of the time. Tiredly I close my eyes not even realizing how spend I really was I doze of.

When I suddenly hear a soft knock on the door my eyes snap open and I nearly jump of the bench groaning at the pain in my leg. Frustrated that it was still there.

"I told you to leave me alone!", I scream not wanting to talk toYuuri.

"Yuri?", a female voice ask and I stiffen up when I realize who is standing infront of the door.

"Come in."

Yuko opens the door and comes in.

"I.."

"Why are you still here? I thought you went home a few hours ago with Yuuri?"

"No, I didn't.", I stated and suddenly started shivering. Still wearing my sweat drenched training clothes.

"Why?", she asks and sits down next to me.

I look away, not wanting to talk about anything regarding my physical condition. "I don't want to talk about it."

"That's ok. Did you fall? You've got a slight bruise." Slowly and just barely her fingers brush the skin just under my hairline. Barely I remember the second my head had collided with the ice. That would also explain the growing headache I got. For a second I hesitate before I slowly nod.

"Why don't you change into something warm and dry and I call Yuuri to come and get you ok?", she says and smiles at me.

While Yuko was calling Yuuri I tried to sort my thoughts. I need to tell them. I shouldn't wait any longer. There was no way I will be strong enough to do this alone. Slowly I change out of my clothes. My muscles weren't cramping anymore, but they felt sore. Especially my left tight. I flinch at the various bruises already growing. After I pulled my hoody over my head I slowly bend down to pull my skates of and carefully stand up. After pulling my pants down to my knees I sit back down, when suddenly the door flies open. I stare at Yuuri like a deer caught in the spotlight.

Shit.