Kirito has just been stabbed and has only a few minutes to live. With millions of thoughts overwhelming him, what will he decide to do with this painfully small amount of time? I'm back at it again with a quick one shot that literally took me an hour to write. I hope no one expects much of this, as it was just an idea I decided to make as soon and as quickly as possible. Nevertheless, I hope you all enjoy. :)

"Victor... I love you." I sob. I can't believe how lucky I am. I hug him even tighter than before. "Please don't let go." Katsuki Yuri is casually skating on his home rink when he is greeted by a man from Russia called Victor. Yuri feels as if he has seen this Victor person before, but he shrugs it off and grows to love Victor as the person he met on his home rink, not of who he remembers him to be. They grow together and attend the Grand Prix, but during their pair skate something horrific happens. Will Katsuki Yuri ever figure out who Victor really is? This is my first fanfic so sorry if it's a bit bad. Please give feedback, I'm thirsty. Also, credit to @strangerphans for making me write this story and for making the cover.