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I'm sorry I've been really busy over the past few days so I've been unable to update. Sorry for the crappy ending I couldn't think of anything good to end with. Thank you so much for everything so far too. I hope. This chapter is good enough.

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That night, Yuuri didn't sleep at all. He was still in shock. He couldn't believe that he'd kissed Viktor. Viktor Nikiforov. The Viktor Nikiforov. It was also the first kiss he'd had with Viktor too. After all of Yuuri's fantasies about Viktor and after years of dreaming about him, noting could compare to what had happened just a few hours ago. His heart swelled up whenever he thought back to it. Kissing Viktor under the stars was the best thing he'd done. He was never going to regret it.

Viktor was still awake too. He was so happy. He never in a million years thought he could get Yuuri to kiss him. Since his failed attempt last month, he'd been going crazy over him. He knew only too well that he had feelings for Yuuri. And they'd been growing and growing as the time went on. He was pretty sure that Yuuri had feelings for him too. Yuuri probably didn't want a relationship right now though because he'd just come out of a long term one, and he'd been cheated on and abused in that one. Viktor knew that it would take time for Yuuri to rebuild his trust and gather himself together after what happened. Viktor was willing to wait though, because it was Yuuri who he was waiting for. And god, he'd wait a lifetime if he had to.

Viktor got out of his bed and threw on his dressing gown. He made his way outside, despite it being 5am. The cold air instantly hit him and his nose and cheeks turned slightly red. He walked around the back of the house to the spot that Yuuri had showed him a few times before. He sat down and huffed. Yuuri was right. The city lights looked absolutely stunning. He could see in the distance that the sun was beginning to rise. Viktor loved the sunrise. Especially in Hasetsu. It was so beautiful. Just like Yuuri.

Viktor stared at the sight in awe. Sometimes he doubted that coming to Hasetsu was the correct thing to do. He'd caused so much trouble for Yuuri. He'd broke his heart and made him cry, but that the end of the day, Yuuri had drawn Viktor to him. He'd skated so beautifully that Viktor felt the need to coach him and protect him. He never thought he'd leave St Petersburg, but it was moments like these that he was happy he did because he'd failed to appreciate the beauty around him before, but now Viktor appreciated every little thing.

He heard shuffling behind him and turned his head quickly. His heart skipped a beat when he saw Yuuri trudging towards him. Why was Yuuri up at this time? What was he doing?
Yuuri sat down on the bench that Overlooked the city with Viktor. He made sure to leave a small gap between their bodies because Yuuri was still flustered from earlier and would probably explode if he touched Viktor again. Viktor looked over at Yuuri and smiled. He could see the sparkle in his eyes as he watched the sunrise.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Viktor spoke. He scooted slightly closer to Yuuri, closing the gap there was before between them. Yuuri's heart flipped but once he had calmed down slightly, he placed his head on Viktor's shoulder.

"Yeah." He replied simply. They were silent for a while. No words were needed. They just sat there with each other watching as the sky was painted with hundreds of different colours. Yuuri loved this sight. He loved it even more this time because Viktor was there with him to experience it.

Yuuri closed his eyes. He was really tired, and Viktor was so warm. It was probably a bad idea because within ten minutes he had fallen asleep. Yuuri was lightly snoring and Viktor looked down at him.

"Yuuri-?" He whispered. Nothing. Viktor combed his hair back and realised that he'd fallen asleep on him. He blushed. He pulled his phone out and took a picture before uploading it to his Instagram

V-Nikiforov: ❤️

Viktor smiled before shutting off his phone and placing it back in his pocket. He then shut his eyes too and rested his head on Yuuri's. He too ended up falling asleep. They both dreamed about each other as the sun rose and another day of them being together started. They had each other and that's all that mattered to them for now.

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"Yuuri, that was beautiful." Viktor ruffled Yuuri's hair after he'd skated over to the side to have a drink. They'd been working on the free program all day and Yuuri was exhausted.

Yuuri just blushed as he gulped down his water. Viktor smirked before squeezing the water bottle, causing Yuuri to choke and spit it back out over Viktor and himself. Yuuri coughed and spluttered for a minute before wiping him mouth and looking up at Viktor.
He didn't look pleased.

Oh shit, Yuuri thought to himself before turning away and skating away.

"Yuuri." Oh shit "why are you going?"

Yuuri turned back around and skated back to Viktor. He looked at him in confusion before Viktor grabbed the water bottle and squirted it all over Yuuri. Yuuri just stood there, his hair dripping wet and his clothes damp while Viktor couldn't contain his laughter. Yuuri frowned and crossed his arms. Viktor took a while to calm down and wiped a tear away from his eye before looking back up at Yuuri.

Yuuri stood there for a minute, trying to think of something to do. Despite Yuuri being shy and anxious most of the time, Viktor forgot sometimes that there was a side to Yuuri that he'd never seen. And Viktor was about to be blown away by it.

"I want to practice Eros." Yuuri announced and skated over to the middle and waited for Viktor to turn on the music. Viktor just stared at the boy.

"Why? We're in the middle of practicing your free skate." Viktor tilted his head at him. Yuuri just glared at him until Viktor gave in and skated over to the CD player.

It was time to get Viktor back

The music started and Yuuri began moving his body to the music. He found it hard to try and express this so called Sexual Love that he was supposed to. Was it wrong that he was dancing to seduce Viktor? Was it too obvious that his was for Viktor? Was Viktor even okay with that (Yuuri guessed he was because he'd kissed the man the previous day)?

Yuuri threw his head back and bit his lip and stared straight at Viktor. Viktor could feel himself blushing as he continued to watch his boy skating to the music. He was starting to drive Viktor crazy. Yes, he'd told Yuuri to try and seduce him, but this, this wasn't fair. He never thought that he'd see Yuuri like this, skating with such Eros like his life depended on it.

Yuuri was trying to hard to pour everything, every remaining bit of energy and emotion into this routine he was skating. Yuuri knew that Viktor liked this step sequence, so tried his very best to perfect it and pour everything he had left into it. The seconds half was coming and Yuuri was already thinking about flubbing the jumps. It wasn't as if this counted towards anything, but Viktor was watching which meant that he had to make sure everything was perfect. Viktor deserved nothing less than perfect, so that's what Yuuri would give him.

Viktor watched as Yuuri nailed the second half too, landing all his jumps perfectly. He was so proud of his Yuuri. This was just practice. He didn't even want to imagine what he'd be like in competition. Viktor couldn't take his eyes away from him. He'd told Yuuri to try and seduce him, and hell had he done his job. Viktor was completely smitten on the man. He was drawn to him. He wanted him to be his, and his alone.

Yuuri finished and Viktor pressed the stop button. None of them said anything. Yuuri skated slowly over to where Viktor was again, and took a minute to catch his breath. He then grabbed the water bottle and took a sip before splashing some over Viktor's face. He'd taken him by shock. Viktor ran his hand through his now wet hair and glared at Yuuri.

"How was that, Viktor?" Yuuri asked his coach. Yuuri probably sounded really confident but he honestly wasn't. He was terrified that his routine wasn't enough. What if he'd failed? It was only practice, but it was for Viktor, so it meant more to him than any other competition would. This was a competition for Viktor's love. Attention. Time. And Yuuri prayed to god that he'd Win because he knew from the moments their lips had touched yesterday that he wanted to stay with this man for as long as he'd let him.

"Practice is over. Good job." Was Viktor's reply. Viktor skated passed him and exited the rink. There was something different about Viktor. Yuuri couldn't put his finger on it, but Viktor was acting strange. Had Yuuri's seduction worked? He hoped it had. He waited a minute before exiting the rink himself and going to sit by Viktor to un tie his skates. After they'd packed Everything up, Viktor was about to leave before Yuuri called him back.

"I-is there something wrong?" Yuuri stuttered. Viktor's eyes were full of something. Yuuri didn't know what emotion, but it was one that he'd never seen before.

"No." he replied simply before turning around again. He walked off leaving Yuuri confused and stunned in the ice rink.

Viktor practically ran back to the house. He didn't know why. His legs just seemed to be carrying him there. He felt guilt about leaving Yuuri alone, but Viktor needed some time alone to think for a few minutes. He down once he entered the house and immediately went to his room. He flopped onto the bed and buried his face into the pillow. He didn't know what to do. He really didn't.

Viktor didn't know what he'd just seen by Yuuri, but he knew that he wanted to protect and care for that boy for as long as possible. He was intrigued by him. He needed him. He wanted him for himself. He wanted to care for him. And the only way Viktor could do that was to ask him to be his boyfriend.

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A few weeks past, and now it was coming towards the end of June. Both Yuuri and Viktor were training hard, and the routines were coming along great. Yuuri had gained some confidence, and Viktor was starting to see a change in him. A good change Obviously. Yuuri had come out of his shell a lot since the hotsprings on ice competition, and was beginning to build up what he'd lost over the past years.

Yuuri was still scared though. He was aware of how easy everything he'd been building up could come down. It was only too easy. He'd been going strong for a few weeks and actually developed some self confidence, which felt amazing because he'd never had confidence in himself before. It had been three months since Viktor had arrived in Hasetsu to be his coach, and he could safely say that it had been the best three months of his life so far.

Yuuri wasn't quite sure of what he was to Viktor. They were coach and student, so why, why on earth did Yuuri want more from him? Was he being greedy? They were best friends too, but that still wasn't enough to Yuuri and he didn't know what to do about it. He wanted something, but he wasn't quite sure what. He wanted to hold onto Viktor, and Viktor was the first person he'd ever wanted to do that to. He wanted them to stay together for as long as possible. He'd only known Viktor for three months, but it had felt like a life time. Viktor knew Yuuri so well, and that scared him because if Yuuri didn't win the upcoming competitions that lead to the Grand Prix Final, then Viktor would go back to Russia and forget about him.

Yuuri needed to make sure that Viktor remembered him. He needed to make the time they spent together unique and memorable. The thing was, Yuuri had no idea how to. But he could try. That was the only thing he could do.

Yuuri had been tossing and turning in his bed all night, his body tired but his mind awake. And it was torture. It was nights like these that made Yuuri's confidence plummet and question who he was. It was horrible, and Yuuri always ended up in tears by the end of it. He wiped his eyes and got up. It was 5:47am, so decided that it was time to get up and watch the sunrise. He didn't think he could survive going back to bed anyway. He wrapped his scarf around his neck because it was probably going to be cold, despite being summer. He made his way downstairs and then outside. He walked around the back of his house and to the bench, only to see someone else sitting there instead. Viktor.

Yuuri froze up and started panicking. Why was Viktor out here? Was he having a bad night too? What was he going to think of his dog pyjamas? Yuuri's thoughts were interrupted when Viktor called him name. He was starting at him and calling for him to come over. Yuuri blushed before walking over. He sat down on the bench and brought his knees up to his chest.

"You've been crying." Viktor said. Yuuri turned his head swiftly and stared at him. How did he know?

"W-what?" Yuuri looked at the man. He never failed to surprise Yuuri.

"You always sit like that after you've been crying. What's up?" Viktor leaned on Yuuri's shoulder. Yuuri often forgot that Viktor could read him better than anyone else. Yuuri just sighed.

"I'm- I'm just scared..." Yuuri muttered.

"Of what?"

"Loosing you."

Both Yuuri and Viktor blushed and turned their heads at each other. Yuuri regretted opening his mouth.

"I'm not going anywhere, my love. I'd much rather stay here with you. We've got a Grand Prix Final to win anyway, haven't we?" Viktor nudged Yuuri. He sighed.

"I guess so...but what if they don't like me? You know I'm not a talented skater and everyone else is just... is just better than me." Yuuri cried. Viktor immediately grabbed Yuuri's face gently and turned it towards him.

"Yuuri, don't you even dare say that after what you did to me a few weeks ago. I don't think you understand how talented you are. You seduced me, Yuuri, you never fail. You are an amazing skater, and yes, maybe you're slightly older than the rest of them but Yuuri, don't you even think about saying that again when I'd gladly give up my career for you." Viktor rambled.

"But no one is ever going to remember me." Yuuri muttered.

"Then make them remember you"

Yuuri locked eyes with Viktor and he could see in Viktor's eyes how worked up he was about this. Yuuri took Viktor's hands from his face and laced their fingers together. Yuuri blushed. Viktor's hands were warm. Yuuri's were cold. Yuuri felt really guilty. He didn't say anything, he just stared back at Viktor.

He didn't know why, but he has the sudden urge to kiss Viktor again. Yuuri couldn't put into words how much Viktor had helped him and how grateful he was for him, but he could with his actions. But he knew he couldn't. It wasn't fair on him or Viktor. He wasn't sure that Viktor actually thought about him in a way that was more than friends. Yes, they'd kissed and Viktor flirted 24/7, but it didn't feel right because they weren't a couple.

Yuuri turned his head away and watched the sunrise. It had become a common thing for them to find each other watching he sunrise on beautiful mornings. And it was great because it was a reminder for Yuuri about how grateful he should be for having Viktor. Maybe nobody else cared about Yuuri's point of view, but he couldn't put enough emphasis on how glad he was that Viktor had chosen to give his time to him.

"So is this like our thing now?" Viktor turned his head towards Yuuri.

"I guess so." Yuuri answered after a short pause. Viktor reached over and gently grabbed Yuuri's hands. They were cold.

Viktor ended up wrapping both of his arms around Yuuri and pulling him under his coat like before. Yuuri loved the warmth, and the smell and just everything about Viktor. They didn't say a word to each other, they just stayed there in each other's arms as the run rose and casted thousands of different shades of beautiful colours.

Yuuri looked up at Viktor and caught him staring down at him. Viktor immediately looked away, his cheeks dusted with a light pink colour. Of course Viktor was embarrassed. Only slightly though. He was just embarrassed at how undeniably attractive Yuuri was.

"Why did you choose me of all people?" Yuuri suddenly asked. Viktor tilted his head slightly at Yuuri. Was he doubting himself again?

"How could I not? You skate like your body's creating music. You have that unique ability and it's absolutely beautiful. You skate with so much pride and emotion. Yuuri, I've never seen anyone skate like you before. You're...you're incredible..." Viktor rambled. He looked over at Yuuri, who was still looking unconvinced as he watched the sunrise.

"There are so many better people though who actually deserve you. I- i just don't get why you didn't pick them instead..." Yuuri admitted. Yuuri was beginning to be a little more honest with Viktor now, and had started to find a relief in being able to let out his emotions out to him. It was a much better feeling than bottling everything up inside.

"Yuuri." Viktor said and grabbed his shoulders. He swiftly turned Yuuri  so he was now facing Him. Yuuri tried to avoid eye contact but ended up staring straight into Viktor's beautiful blue ones soon enough."I wouldn't trade you for the world. I'd never leave you for anyone. Heck, I'm the one who doesn't deserve you..."

Yuuri could feel tears beginning to form. He wasn't going to cry and made sure he didn't. He wanted to look away but his eyes seemed glued onto Viktor's. Viktor could see that Yuuri still looked unconfident and unconvinced, so suggested another way to get the message over for him.

"I'm- I'm just so scared that I won't be good enough for you...." Yuuri trailed off. Viktor moved his hands up to Yuuri's face and grabbed his cheeks ever so gently. Their faces were nearly touching, and Yuuri could feel himself burning up.

"Yuuri, you'll always be good enough for me. Whatever you do. I just want a little bit of your time, that's good enough for me. You mean so much to me, Yuuri. Anything we do together is good enough." Viktor began rambling on. Yuuri looked up from his fingers and looked straight into Viktor's eyes

"Prove it to me then."

What that a challenge?

No, it wasn't.

Yuuri wanted Viktor to prove to him that he was good enough. Viktor wanted to prove That Yuuri meant more to him than words would ever be able to express. That he wanted to spend every second by Yuuri's side. That he wanted him to win gold with him at the Grand Prix Final. That he would happily give his career to protect Yuuri.

He only knew of one way that the could properly express his emotions.

Viktor looked into Yuuri's eyes before pressing his lips onto Yuuri's. He closed his eyes and gently brought his hands back up to cup Yuuri's face.

He poured everything into that kiss. Yuuri could tell. He could feel how much emotion Viktor was putting in. Yuuri was in shocked, but kissed back, and tried desperately to give it everything he had to.

Yuuri could taste the mint on Viktor's lips. They were soft and warm. He never thought they'd do this again. It had only been a few weeks since his first kiss with Viktor, but oh how he'd missed the feeling of his lips on his. Yuuri didn't need anymore words for now. Viktor's actions spoke louder than his words. And hell was Yuuri enjoying this.

They pulled away slowly after a good few seconds. They took a moment to catch their breaths. They just stared at each other. Once both of them had regained their breath, they walked inside without saying a word to each other. There wasn't any need for words. What had just happened was more than enough for Yuuri. He'd been proven a point. And he was glad he had been.

Yuuri touched his lips. He couldn't believe Viktor had his kissed him again. He couldn't help feel that it was wrong though. They weren't even a couple. Yet. Yuuri knew it would take time for him to fully get over Izo, but as the lingering taste of mint was on his lips, he definitely knew who he had his eyes set on for the future.
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Viktor had noticed something different about Yuuri in practice today. He didn't know if it was Because of what had happened earlier that morning, but assumed it was. Viktor couldn't stop replaying it in his head, and thinking about how Yuuri's lips felt on his. It felt so right.

Yuuri was skating with much more expression than usual today. He really wasn't holding back. Yuuri was anxious that he was going over the top and scared that it wasn't good enough for Viktor, but as he skated though his free program, he decided that he was the only one who could show the audience how much Viktor meant to him, so he poured every emotion into it. Yuuri was making it harder for Viktor to take his eyes off him, and it took every ounce of Viktor's self control not to pounce on him.

Yuuri landed his last combination jump as the piece ended, and began to come to and end when the music slowed down. He reached his arms out for Viktor and finished he routine. He then skated over to Viktor to get a drink.

"There's something different about you today Yuuri." Viktor commented.

"Is there?" He blushed. Viktor nodded his head. They talked about areas that Yuuri couldn't improve in, the only one for now being that he could try and practice his combination jumps a little more to make sure the landings were perfectly executed.

"Okay, again from the top!" Viktor announced and clapped. Yuuri pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and fumbled around with it in his hands.

"Is there something wrong Yuuri?" Viktor asked when his student didn't skate to his starting point.

"Oh no- it's just...I've decided on a theme...." Yuuri looked up at Viktor has he fiddled around with his fingers and the slip of paper.

"Oh! That's great! Let's have a look!" Viktor clapped his hands and bounced excitedly.

Yuuri handed him the piece of paper and Viktor unfolded it. Yuuri's heart was doing flips. Viktor looked down and smiled at it once he'd read it

"Yes, Yuuri. That's perfect." He smiled at him.

Yuuri felt he could melt now. He'd never felt like this about anyone ever before. And he prayed that this feeling wouldn't go away because he was enjoying every second of it now that he'd labelled it. Viktor folded up the piece of paper and placed it in his pocket. They both smiled at each other and they both knew that they were on track to achieving great things each other. Neither of them had ever been happier.

Love is the theme I'll be skating to this season.

Please teach me

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Started: 30/11/16
Finished: 3/12/16
Published: 3/12/16
Words: 4107

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