Hey my dudes.

I'm extra shook right now because there's a teacher at my school that looks exactly, and I mean exactly as I imagined Izo would. He has dark brown hair down to just above his shoulders and it's slightly wavy, he has green eyes, has a slightly crooked nose, and he wears like v neck jumpers and a tie and he wears this long brown coat. I'm shook. I have found a real life Izo.

Anywayyyy I want to dedicate this chapter to kittenkatter because holy shit you are like the sweetest and cutest person ever. Thank you for everything.

Enjoy this chapter! Thanks for reading!
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Yuuri woke up later that morning pressed against someone's chest and had two arms wrapped around his torso. He opened his eyes slowly and looked up to see Viktor smiling at him. The morning air was cold, so Yuuri was lucky to have Viktor because he was like a giant human hot water bottle.

"Morning." Viktor greeted as he pulled Yuuri closer to him and placed a kiss on his forehead.

"M-morning." Yuuri stuttered as he blushed before hiding his face in Viktor's chest. Viktor smiled at him and began playing with Yuuri's hair.

Yuuri let out a small squeal. He loved when people played with his hair. He just loved he feeling of people twirling it around their fingers and running their hands through it. He started blushing uncontrollably again. Viktor giggled at him. He loved he feeling of Yuuri's hair running through his fingertips. It was so soft and silky, and smelt of cherries and vanilla. Viktor would describe it as 'a very Yuurii scent'.

"W-we should probably get up now..." Yuuri mumbled before trying to slither out of Viktor's grasp. Viktor whined as Yuuri slid off the bed and stood up.

"You were warm..." Viktor whined. He stared at Yuuri with pleading eyes in attempt to try and get him back into bed with him. Yuuri just smiled at him.

"Come on lazy bones, we need to practice. We only have 5 more days..." Yuuri trailed off.

"But..." Viktor tried to protest. Yuuri just glared at him until Viktor finally gave in and crawled out of bed. Yuuri grabbed his phone off the bed side cabinet and left the room.

Yuuri turned out of the door way only to end up colliding with a short Russian ball of anger.

"Hey! Watch where you're going." He shouted at Yuuri. Yuuri just looked at him with a confused expression. Did this boy ever chill?

"S-sorry..." Yuuri muttered before turning away.

"Hey! Wait! What were you doing in Viktor's room anyway?" Yuuri questioned him.

"Uh...n-nothing..." Yuuri panicked.

"We were just having a sleepover!" Viktor yelled from his bedroom. Yuuri sighed in relief before turning back to Yurio.

"It's not fair! You get Viktor all yourself!" Yurio grumbled. Yuuri just rolled his eyes and walked up to his bedroom. He quickly changed into his training gear, and once he was done he grabbed his bag before rushing downstairs.

"Okay! Are we ready to go?" Viktor asked both Yuri's once the three of them were ready. Both nodded. "I'm going to be cycling today, so you two will have to run!"

Yuuri was pretty sure that his soul just left his body. He couldn't be bothered to run. It was more of a case of not having any motivation to do so. He was still pretty shaken up from the nightmare he'd had earlier that morning. He tried to shake it off but the images kept coming back to him.

"Okay, let's go!" Viktor smiled before heading outside and hopping onto the bike He had borrowed off Yuuri. Viktor cycled at a decent pace, making it easy enough for the two to catch up with him and stay at a constant speed. Viktor kept a close watch on Yuuri and occasionally turned around to check that he was doing okay. He was worried because of what had happened last night. He knew that it wasn't possible to get over something like that in a few hours, so he was well aware that Yuuri was probably still a bit shaken up over it. He looked so pitiful though. His eyes were so sad.

Viktor was angry though. Angry at Izo for doing what he did. Yuuri must have been torn when he found out. For over half of the relationship Yuuri had been cheated on. Viktor couldn't, and didn't want to even begin imagining the pain of finding that out. That's what tore Viktor. What did Yuuri do to deserve such treatment? Why had Izo treated him like some sack of shit? Three years. Three years was a very long time. Viktor didn't even think he could comprehend. He wasn't surprised that Yuuri had been so distant. It obviously wasn't easy for him. It just pained Viktor to see him struggling by himself. That's why Viktor promised him to support him throughout everything. And he prayed to god that he would be able to keep his promise.

They reached the rink in quite a decent time. They sat down and caught their breath for a minute or two before pulling their skates out of their bags and putting them on. Once they'd removed their skate guards and entered the rink, Viktor went over their routines with them one by one. Of course, Yurio went first because of the inpatient little shit he was.

Yuuri stood on the side of the rink, watching as Yurio and Viktor skated his routine together. Yurio put so much emotion into it. He'd definitely found his Agape. He watched as they chatted and tried again and again. Yurio was such a talented skater, Yuuri was jealous. Yurio was one of those natural skaters and just had talent for skating. People like that bugged Yuuri because he'd worked so so hard to get where he was today, and yet someone like Yurio could just put on a pair of skates and be naturally good at it. Of course Yuuri knew how much practice that he put in but he was still agitated. Again, he was second best.

He couldn't help but feel slightly jealous. Viktor and Yurio had probably known each other for years. They'd practiced under the same coach and everything. They were really comfortable and confident and around each other, and that's something Yuuri wish he had. Yuuri wanted to know what having confidence felt like, because at the moment he didn't have a single drop of it. He was trying. That's all he could do for now.

"Yuuri." Someone shaking his shoulders snapped him out of his thoughts. Viktor was right in front of him, gripping onto him like he was going to slip away at any minute. "You've been staring at the floor for ages now, what's up?"

"I-I'm fine." Yuuri replied and tore his gaze away from Viktor's eyes. Viktor's eyebrows knitted together and he began chewing on the inside of his lip.
He sighed.

"If you say so..." he huffed. He was only trying to help. Viktor brushed it off. He knew it would take time for Yuuri to become comfortable around him, and he had to respect that. "Okay, it's your turn now."

Yuuri cracked the smallest of smiles out of his chapped lips. He was finally going to be skating with Viktor by his side. His stomach was doing flips.

They began by practicing all the jumps Yuuri was going to do. Viktor wanted to make sure that Yuuri was comfortable in doing them before he wrote them down. They then progressed to skating the first half of the program. They skated side by side, and in all honesty Yuuri was enjoying it far too much than he should have been. There were a few mistakes here and there but Viktor always helped Yuuri fix them. Yuuri was lucky that he was quite a fast learner. It came in handy a lot.

After a good few hours, they decided to call it a day and finish practice. They'd worked out the first half of their programs, they just needed to learn the second half and then they could work on perfecting them. Yuuri sat down next to Viktor on the bench as he pulled his skates off and placed them in his bag before slinging it over his shoulder.

"I'm hungry..." Viktor whined. It was only 4:37. They'd had dinner just around three hours ago. Yuuri thought for a moment. He could think of a few places to go for food.

"There's a small ice cream shop not far away from here, and it's down the sea front. I-I could take you there if you'd like...." Yuuri suggested.

"Ooooo that sounds good!" Viktor's eyes lit up. Yuuri smiled and then nodded. Both of them got up to leave before they were stopped by Yurio calling them back.

"Where are you two going?" He yelled after them. Both turned around to look at Yurio

"We were just going to get ice cream. D'you want to come?" Viktor asked him. Yurio's eyes lit up.

"Hell yeah. Wait a sec." he rushed to grab his bag and jacket before joining them. Viktor got on the bike and cycled slowly because 1) he didn't know where he was going so he needed to follow Yuuri and 2) his legs were dead after all the practicing he'd done with his two pupils.

They walked down to the seafront slowly, it only took about 5 minutes before a small café came into sight. Yuuri pointed it out to them. It had multiple chairs and tables outside so that a lot of people could enjoy the stunning view. Yuuri was relived that there weren't many people there.

"I'll race you to the cafe. Loser buys ice creams for everyone!" Viktor suddenly announced before taking off on his bike.

"You bastard!" Yurio shouted before sprinting off, leaving Yuuri behind. Yuuri began to jog slightly, but knew he'd lost anyway. He really didn't feel like running. He was really nervous . He hated, absolutely hated ordering food and stuff like that. He had trouble talking to people and found it really hard not to stutter or mess up his words.

Once he'd reached where the other two were, he looked at Viktor with eyes full of fear. Viktor hadn't seemed to notice.
They entered the cafe and then went straight to the counter to decide what flavours they wanted.

"I'll have the sticky toffee one." Yuuri announced.

"Say please Yurio. Be nice." Viktor warned him

"No."

"Yes.

"No."

"Yurio."

"Please!" He shouted. Viktor just laughed. The kid was impossible sometimes.

"Can I have a mint chocolate chip one please Yuuri." Viktor told him and made sure to emphasise the please, just to piss Yurio off. Yurio just glared back at him.

"O-okay." Yuuri said shakily. He fumbled around in his pocket for his wallet for a few moments before pulling it out. His heart was beating so fast. He could feel his mouth dry up and his palm going sweaty. He didn't want to speak. He knew it was only a little thing, but he'd already been overthinking the situation. With shaking hands, he pulled out a few yen and held them in his hands. Yuuri was shaking.

Viktor looked down on Yuuri and saw his hands shaking. Viktor was confused at first but quickly caught on. He grabbed Yuuri's hand, taking him by surprise.

"You're shaking." Viktor told him while looking into his eyes. Yuuri looked away before answering.

"I'm, I'm just not very good at talking to people..." Yuuri said quietly. Viktor understood.

"What flavour are you going to have?"
Viktor asked Yuuri.

"Uh, p-probably cookies and cream..." Yuuri said quietly. He saw the cashier come over to serve them and ran over in his head what he was going to say around 2,000 times.

"Good evening! What would you like to order." She smiled.

"Oh- I- I'd like to order i-ice creams please..." Yuuri stuttered while fumbling with his fingers.

Viktor looked over at Yuuri with pitty. He knew the boy was struggling, and it killed him that he couldn't do anything to help because despite having learned a good amount of Japanese from Yuuri, he could really hold a proper conversation. Instead, he walked over to Yuuri and grabbed his spare hand. He could feel him trembling slightly.

Viktor was more than aware of the fact that Yuuri's fears and problems wouldn't vanish overnight or just leave because he was there. He knew that Yuuri wouldn't just gain all the confidence in the world just by a few compliments off him. Viktor knew that. And he respected it. He was going to help Yuuri and support him through it. Because that's all that Viktor could do for now, and he would gladly stay by Yuuri's side until he was in a better place.

Yuuri relaxed the tiniest bit when he felt Viktor's hand in his. It was his way of saying 'don't worry, I'm here for you' and Yuuri loved that so much because Viktor was the only person he'd come across in his life who seemed to realise that Yuuri couldn't be magically fixed overnight.

After he'd completed the order and payed, Viktor squeezed his hand slightly. He was proud of Yuuri because he knew how scared he was. He smiled down at the blushing boy before leading him to a table outside. They sat down and waited for their ice creams to arrive.

Yurio trailed behind them and sat down on the same table. He was so done with both of them, they obviously had something for each other but both seemed to be so oblivious. It was making him inpatient. Obviously, he'd been raised in a homophobic country and so had Viktor, so not many people actually supported LGBT couples (not that they were dating but Yurio was getting pissed off at the obliviousness of both males). He couldn't have cared less for who dated who, he just wanted to win this competition so that he'd have Viktor as his coach. He watched as the two giggled with each other and so obviously flirted.

When the ice creams finally arrived, Yurio decided to get up and move to a different table because he was being left out of the conversation that Yuuri and Viktor were currently having. He got up and turned to leave but tripped over the leg of the chair, resulting in him falling and landing flat on his face. His ice cream had gone all over his face and he was not in the slightest happy about it. He got up quickly and tried to cover it up.

Meanwhile, Yuuri and Viktor just stared at him and tried to contain their laughter because they knew they'd be slaughtered if they let out even the slightest giggle.

"Hey, don't laugh at me! I'll kill you!" Yurio grumbled at them. "I'm leaving. It's your fault for making us come here!"

Yuuri and Viktor just watched him as he stormed off. They sighed as the angry teenager disappeared out of sight.

"Aaaaaaand there he goes." Viktor commented. "At least we can be alone now..."

Yuuri chocked on his ice cream. He coughed for a bit as Viktor watched him with confusion. He wiped his mouth and turned back to Viktor with a blush on his cheeks. Viktor made sure to check that Yuuri was okay before continuing the conversation. Yuuri watched as the sun began to set over the sea, casting the same colours that Yuuri'd fallen in love with over the years. Viktor just stared at Yuuri. Of course, the sunset was breathtaking, but Viktor had his eyes set on someone far more breathtaking.

Yuuri looked over and caught Viktor staring at him. He blushed and immediately felt self conscious. He looked down at his feet in an attempt to distract himself.

"It's nice like this. Just you and me." Viktor commented. Yuuri hummed in agreement and lifted his head up to look at the sunset again. "It feels like...a date."

Yuuri looked over at Viktor with wide eyes. A date? With Viktor? Once more, Yuuri's heart swelled up and his cheeks became red. He never in his 23 years on earth imagined that those words would ever come out of someone's mouth.

"D-do you want it to be?" Yuuri blurted out. He had no idea what to do in this situation because he'd never imagined to hear that from anyone, let alone the Viktor Nikiforov.

"I...I don't know. It can be whatever you want it to be." Viktor replied and turned his gaze from the sunset to Yuuri. "Here, try some of this."

Viktor stuck his arm out and offered Yuuri some of his ice cream. Yuuri looked hesitant so Viktor gave him a reassuring nod to show that it was okay. Yuuri took a small lick of it before having it booped on his nose.
Viktor couldn't help but giggle at his expression as he wiped it off his nose.

"What was that for?" Yuuri pouted and stuck his bottom lip out. "Here, have some of mine."

Viktor leaned forward before having Yuuri's ice cream shoved in his face as a payback. It had gone everywhere.

"Yuuri Katsuki, you little shit. You better run." Viktor gave him a playful glare before Yuuri let out a squeal.

Yuuri shot up from his seat and started running down the staircase that lead to the beach. Once he was on the sand, he looked back and saw that Viktor was hot on his tail. He let out a laugh before running for all his worth. He could go fast when he wanted to. He quickly lost Viktor and began trying to evade him.

A few minutes later, Yuuri saw that Viktor was lying on the sand and wasn't moving. His heart sank.

"Viktor!" He called. No response. Shitshitshitshit he thought to himself as he began running back to where Viktor was lying. "Viktor!"

He towered over his coach once he had reached him and went to kneel down by his side. What was wrong? Why wasn't he responding? He began panicking. What if there was something serious wrong with him?

Yuuri's worries were interrupted by someone tackling him to the ground and lying on top of him. Viktor was propping himself up with both arms and was hovering above Yuuri. Yuuri felt a wave of relief wash over him. Thank god he was okay.

"Did I scare you?" Viktor asked. His face was glowing due to the sunset, and by god did he look hot. Yuuri thought he prettiest person on earth.

"A little." Yuuri breathed out. Viktor layer his head down on Yuuri's chest and listened to his heartbeat. Yuuri was praying that he wouldn't think anything of the speed it was pumping because right now, it was racing. And it was all because of Viktor.

"I'm sorry." Viktor apologised. He let out a long breath and rolled off Yuuri. "This was fun. We should do this some other time."

"Yeah. Definitely." Yuuri agreed. He couldn't help but smile. Although he was struggling and trying to figure himself out, and had his heart shattered to pieces, Yuuri pushed those things (or at least tried to) to the back of him mind when he was with Viktor. He'd taught him how to live a little more. How to find beauty in everyday life. How to believe in himself more. He'd showed him endless support and encouragement and Yuuri would never be able to repay him for that.

"You know what. I've decided." Yuuri breathed out after trying to build up the courage to speak for a few minutes. "I'd like this to be a date."

Yuuri turned and smiled at Viktor who nodded and blushed in agreement.

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Over the next days, Yuuri and Yurio put in long hours of their precious time to perfect their routines. Yurio couldn't wait to perform his short program. He'd worked endlessly on putting his Agape into the routine, and was confident that he could win tomorrow.

Meanwhile, Yuuri was terrified of performing it. He'd worked for so so long on it and didn't want to have wasted his and Viktor's time on nothing. His feet were in agony each day he came home and he'd had endless bruises from flubbing jumps. Even though it was the night before, he was already overthinking about the next day already.

It was different this time. It wasn't just Yuuri's pride and career at risk here. Viktor was too. He just didn't want to lose him. And that's what would happen if Yurio won tomorrow. Yuuri was so worked up about it. He'd hardly slept. The nightmares had returned too, and they were horrible, absolutely horrible. Yuuri was up most of the nights because he would be too terrified to go back to sleep. He would have gone into Viktor's room if he had the courage to again, but he didn't want to be a burden.

He sat up from his bed and ruffled his hair. He checked the time. 3:27am. It was the early hours of Saturday morning. In a few hours, he'd be skating to see if Viktor would stay or not. He didn't want to even fathom loosing Viktor. He really couldn't put enough emphasis on how scared he actually was.

He slowly got out of bed and threw on a warm jumper, accepting that he would probably not get anymore sleep that morning. He made his way downstairs quietly but cursed to himself when he tripped at the bottom of the stairs. He walked down the corridor and made his way out the front door. It was freezing.

He went around the back of his house and sat down on the bench overlooking the city. It was such a beautiful sight. The moon was reflecting on sea, and the stars were all shining brightly above him. He'd never get used to the sight. No matter how many times, it would always take his breath away. Yuuri began humming to himself. The city lights made him realise how insignificant he actually was. He didn't know if that thought comforted him or scared him.

He sat there for a good 15 minutes, alone and shivering, before he felt a warm presence beside him. He turned to see Viktor wrapped in a blanket and in his pyjamas. He sat down by Yuuri and wrapped his arms around him. Viktor was warm as usual. He wrapped his arms around Viktor too.

"What are you doing out here at this time?" Viktor questioned Yuuri, as he watched the glowing city.

"I could ask the same to you." Yuuri replied. He huffed before looking up at the stars. "I'm just really nervous for today."

"Of course you are. I should have known." Viktor chuckled. "You'll be fine. We've been over it hundreds of times, you'll do amazingly well I promise you. Whatever happens, happens."

Yuuri hummed in response.

"D'you come out here often when you're nervous?" Viktor questioned him. Yuuri nodded. They stayed silent for awhile, just admiring the beauty of the city.

"We should go back inside and get some sleep." Yuuri mumbled before standing up. He lead Viktor back inside and they both went to go their separate ways.

"Hey! Where are you going?" Viktor whispered loudly. "Come and sleep with me!" He whined.

Yuuri just smiled. Of course he was going to ask that. He made his way back down a few steps and walked with Viktor to his room. It could be the last time that they slept in the same bed together. Even if it was just for a few hours, Yuuri wanted to make the most of it. He never wanted to let go of Viktor.

Makkachin wagged his tail as they entered the door and they pet him and gave him the attention he deserved. Viktor spread the blanket on top of the quilt and got into bed. He signalled for Yuuri to join him a few seconds later. Yuuri was one to always wait for consent before doing something. He got into bed and Viktor immediately wrapped his arms around him. Yuuri snugged into his chest and was blushing like a mad man, but he didn't mind. He wanted to make the most of the time he had left with Viktor.

Their cuddling session was interrupted by Yuuri's phone going off. He huffed before Yuuri rolled out of Viktor's arms to check his notifications. His heart stopped. He froze. He could feel numbness course through his entire body. He went back to cuddling with Viktor like nothing had happened because he wanted to enjoy the rest of the time they had left together. In reality, Yuuri's heart was pounding out of nervousness and he couldn't seem to forget what he'd just saw.

From: Izo Suoh (cuntbag)
To: Katsuki Yuuri.

Today.

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Started: 21st of November
Finished: 23rd of November
Published: 23rd of November
Words: 4194

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