"[Name]-kun, please take care of me." Narumi-san smiled and batted her eyelashes towards you, her head tilted in a way to appear cute. It had no effect on you as the tear stains had dried on your face. She had completely disregarded the utter dullness of your eyes and the way they were drooping, void of life when you stared at her in a way that begged for mercy.

She only held onto your arm the way a love rival would hold onto your crush right in front of you to spite you. It disgusted you, it revolted you to the core as this woman sat so close to you, willing to become apart of a fake 'marriage' as your father attempted to make you what you clearly weren't.

Yuri was boarding a plane. Yuri was leaving the country and here you were, locked away in your house as your father eyed you with no intention of letting you escape.

You only had to deal with this for a small while, maybe a month tops as Yuuri had to perform at, and win, the Chugoku, Shikoku, and Kyushu Championship. He had to nail it and believe in himself- you would have to place all of your faith in him and Viktor. You knew he could do it because from there you would accompany them to the Cup of China and then to the place you had to be at the Rostelecom Cup in Russia.

Where Yuri Plisetsky was. Where he lived and skated, there you could be with him and stand by him. There you could assert yourself as his friend- hell even his acquaintance if that was what he wanted. All that would matter to you was the fact that he was happy. But your own happiness mattered heavily to you as well. Fear was an emotion and a state of wellbeing for you to get used to now.

With a shaky breath, Narumi looked towards you as she smiled again, "Sorry, I need to take a leak." She grimaced and let go as if she had been touching something gross, the reaction you actually wanted. She sat back and let you stand when you hurried down the hall to the bathroom, shutting the door with caution as you whipped your phone from your pocket.

There were messages from Yuuri, Viktor and Yuri, it made your heart swell.

'are you okay? please let us know soon, why didn't you come to the competition?'

Without answering Yuuri, you skipped Viktor and went straight the Yuri.

'oi im heading back to russia.. guess ill see you soon, whatever'

Despite the chill you felt through the text, a crooked smile still took place over your face making you rub your eyes and tap the screen to text him back.

'Yuri-chan~ im sorry i couldnt make it to the competition, i bet i wouldve cried! Despite being really, rea~lly sad about you having to leave, ill always support you so i cant wait to see you in russia. 

Please stay in contact with me.. i love you Yuri.'

Only a few more weeks to go, no once had to know about what was happening within the confines of your home. No one had to know of the struggles you had to endure, you were perfectly fine with throwing everything under the carpet and hiding it all behind a smile. All that you needed to keep going forward with the strength you had left, was your love for Yuri.

Sorry for the filler guys, i really hope you're enjoying this so far.

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- Oriana__3