A/N I don't think I've ever mentioned Yuuri's age but he's seventeen now. He may have used to be younger or older but just tell me if you ever got something else. I've already managed to call Yuri 16 and 17 but he has now been changed to 16 and I want Yuuri to be older. Sorry if this is confusing. WELCOME TO THE REVEAL!

Side Note (God, I'm doing this a lot recently): Yuri and Yuuri are mentioned a lot so be careful to read which one is read with a single u or a double u. It get's confusing. At some points, I have put Yurio to make it clearer but that name always makes me laugh so I tend to avoid it.

'What?!' Yuuri squealed, his eyes darting around the room to see if he was the only one hearing this. He was. They were alone.

'You have a power, Yuuri!' Viktor reiterated, a gleeful smile playing on his face.

'I heard you the first time, Viktor! What?!' Yuuri was in utter disbelief. He did not have a power. He never had a power. And, most importantly, he will never have a power. 'I don't have a power, Viktor. That's ridiculous. I can't do a thing!' Yuuri argued. If he had a power, he would be the first to know...right?

'Yes, you can! Clairvoyance, Yuuri! You can see the future!' Viktor's smile never faded despite Yuuri's complaints. He knew he was right. He knew it.

'Viktor, clairvoyance isn't a registered power. That's impossible.' Yuuri argued, his eyes widening as if he saw the dots connecting- though he would never admit it.

'Neither is having no power at all. Yuuri, you're special, you always have been. This is it.' Viktor smile faded and a grave look passed over his face. 'Clairvoyance might just be as dangerous as mine, we have to be careful. But, Yuuri, you have a power. I know it. I can feel it.'

'Don't tell me that's another power you have.' Yuuri teased but was immediately cut off by Viktor's grave face. Viktor wasn't one to remain serious unless it was needed. His thinned lips were all that was needed to persuade Yuuri to shut up. Two powers weren't impossible either, Viktor very well could have another but the fact that less than one percent of the population had more than one and the gravity of the situation meant it was no time to bring this up.

'Yuuri, this is serious.'

'I know.' Yuuri admitted, his eyes falling to the floor, feeling small under Viktor's gaze. The man was taller than him, only slightly, but his thin stature made him like a tower looming over him. Viktor was one for smiles. Viktor without a smile...it almost seemed unreal.

Just like the fact that he may, by some miracle, have a power.

'How, though? I saw a needle and...I saw that teacher come in... ' Yuuri's eyes widened in realisation. Though a simple guess could have predicted that outcome, the vision was all too clear. His exact actions were replicated just minutes later. It was all becoming too true.

'I know, Yuuri. This is hard to accept but you have to. No one has ever found out their power later than ten, most have it by birth, but you really are special Yuuri. More so than anyone.' Viktor's smile had returned, though a clear sense of pride behind it rather than blinding happiness. Yuuri had a power.

He had a power.

All of the bullying was for nothing. Yuuri wanted to cry. He had spent his whole life in agony because he had never had a power and now that he finds that he does and he's a miracle...and a threat. People don't like threats. People don't like what is different. People fear easily. People would fear him easily.

His breathing had become erratic. Viktor was failing to calm him down. Everything was happening too quickly. The air had been knocked from his lungs and his body fell limp. He hadn't had a panic attack in so long, why now? This was supposed to be good news.

Why could Yuuri only see the worst in everything?

'Yuuri! Yuuri! What's happening!' Viktor didn't know what to do. He could hardly help a crying person, for God's sake, what was he supposed to be doing in front of a panic attack?

'Get...Yuri...' he choked out, his mind blurry but he needed someone who could help. Why he assume Yuri could do so, he didn't know. He just had to have someone else. He needed grounding. And, he guessed, Yuri was now his boyfriend- he needed to open up a bit more. No, Yuri couldn't see him like this. He couldn't. Yuuri wouldn't show his bad side. Only Viktor had seen him like this. Only Viktor could tease him. Viktor would never tease him, though, Yuuri had learnt to trust that.

Minutes passed, Viktor hadn't heard his request. His voice was too strained so Viktor paused. Panicking was doing Yuuri no good. He had to be calm. Viktor lost the panic and let calm flood into him, breathing slowly. 'Yuuri, breathe with me, okay?' Yuuri nodded, his breathing calming over minutes, out and in, a copy of Viktor, out and in. Yuuri's breathing finally calmed and that loose feeling of post-panic-attack hit him. He felt dazed, exhausted and all around blurred. He didn't even know what he was saying.

'Where's Yuri? I asked you to get him?' Yuuri sounded so confused, his face a representation of naivety as he found himself with his head falling in Viktor's lap, awkwardly twisted on his side. He thought he had called for Yuri, why wasn't he here? Through the haze, he didn't notice that Viktor had never left.

'Yuri?' Viktor was shocked. After all that Yuuri was asking for Yuri. 'Why Yuri?' Viktor continued, stroking a few stray hairs from Yuuri's sweat-laced forehead.

'He's my boyfriend now.' Yuuri clearly didn't know what he was talking about. It was almost as if he was drunk. No doubt, Yuuri would often fall asleep after one of these episodes. He had lost minutes worth of air and the shaking would have exhausted him. But, it was only lunch and Viktor didn't want to send him home again, nor did he feel it was safe that Yuuri stayed in school.

Viktor was not expecting this reaction. He had been underprepared. He should have known Yuuri would panic. Why had he been so naive to believe that he wouldn't? What was worse than that, though, was the realisation that him hard and heavy.

Yuri had been looking for a distraction. He and Yuuri were now going out. Yuuri was the distraction. Yuri's friend was the distraction. How could Yurio be so inhumane? Viktor had meant have a fling, not lead his anxiety-ridden friend on. It almost felt cruel.

But, Viktor could nothing about it, he realised. All he could do was help the two boys through it because at the end of the line, one would get hurt. Either a friendship would be broken or a heart. Viktor didn't want to know which one. But, Viktor didn't want to think right now. In the last week, he had made enough mistakes to last a lifetime. He wanted to turn back time.

If only he had another power.

word count: 1210

published: 19.05.17