The air was really tense surrounding Yuuri and yourself. The end of the Cup of China came and gone and it was time to head to Russia but damn a lot had happened within the span of twenty-four hours.

Viktor was normal or as normal as a man who had just kissed another man on international television could be. He seemed to be in a better mood but Yuuri was still a nervous wreck for a certain reason but you happened to notice one thing. He was only cautious about what he did and said when he was in your presence. It made you angry that he thought he had to be careful around you.

It felt as if he was closer to Viktor than he was with you and maybe you did sound jealous or something along those lines but both Viktor and yourself knew he couldn't go on to perform on the ice again until he had resolved what was going on inside of him.

Whilst under the pressure of trying to believe in himself and not let Viktor down, he had spilt some harsh things on you. Being the friend that you were, you took what he said; about you only being here for Yurio, and made him angrier- enough to stand up for himself.

Yuuri was tense because of that and he didn't know how to approach the situation, it was also probably because you had front row seats to the kiss both he and Viktor shared but you couldn't help but sigh in agitation when Russia was literally below you as you sat in the plane.

"Viktor, swap with me."

Yuuri had been against the window of the plane and Viktor was half asleep beside him, curling into his side. The seats were divided into two seats, three and then two so you were alone in the middle. Yuuri wasn't really talking to you, he was only talking to Viktor and he wanted to leave it like that as he sat somberly with his earphones in his ears.

The Russian man gave you a half smile and nodded stiffly, moving the blanket out of his way to stand and let you in his seat before he dropped himself into yours. Yuuri jumped and stared at you with wide eyes as you smiled before he turned back to the window, pink taking over his cheek bones lightly.

"Yuuri~"

He didn't hear you so you resorted slowly grabbing the earphone closest to you, pulling it and watched as it fell from his ear when he gasped lightly. He turned to look at you and smiled stiffly, "Uh-..."

With a smile full of teeth, you curled your arms around his arm as he yelped silently, "Yuuri, I'm sorry for everything- I hope you can forgive me."

Despite being surprised that you weren't teasing him about the kiss; he figured it would happen very soon, he still felt bad though as he had been the one to raise his voice at you and then you were the one to apologise.

"N-no It's okay- I should be the one saying sorry after all.."

Shaking your head rapidly, his eyes were wide at your reaction, "No Yuuri you were right, I was thinking about Yuri- I mean Yurio, a lot and I'm sorry but you know the best out of everyone how important he is to me right? And now that I've finally met him- It's different."

"Different?"

"Yeah I mean, I had only seen videos like interviews and pictures and I only had an idea of what he was like because of the fanfictions I read online. I met him for real Yuuri, my dream came true."

"I guess you're right.."

"That thought alone made me so happy.. Yuuri I still want you to win gold okay, I mean it- pinky swear it."

He glanced at your raised pinky and smiled, unvieling his hand from under his blanket to hook his finger around your own, "I'm sorry I yelled at you! I mean, I didn't mean to and I was really nervous and I know it was wrong of me to use you to get rid of my anxiousness, I just.."

"Everything is fine Yuuri, you can use me to vent anytime you want, okay? Or perhaps you'd rather Viktor, right?"

He turned red at the suggestive eyebrows raising on your face and turned his head away as he hadn't expected that so soon, "So how was it? Kissing the man you've admired since you were a child huh? You're seriously lucky actually... How did you do it..?"

"Uhh- Please, no-"

He was interrupted by the intercom in the plane announcing your arrival to the airport in Moscow and you had scowled when Viktor was on his feet before you could ask again, "I want to sit next to Yuuri."

"We're getting off the plane now Viktor.."

Looking at Yuuri when he spoke and then to Viktor, you weren't surprised to see a pout on his face, "But this is my seat! [Name]~!"

Shaking your head at his childish antics, you had moved and grabbed your phone when it rang with a new message, the one you had been waiting for.

'im landing in moscow in a few hours from skate canada'

'i need tHE EXACT TIME!!!!<3'

With a huge smile on your face, you were especially pleased to receive a reply straight away.

'around 6:45.. stop being so annoying'

Practically imagining the scowl on Yuri's face, you read the time on your phone to read 4:03 so you'd chosen to wait at the airport for the little Russian so you could congratulate him on coming second in Canada. It made you feel more excited to surprise him in his home country, "Do you think Yurio will be mad because I'm here?"

"Maybe but I think he'll be shocked either way."

Yuuri looked at Viktor as he spoke and turned to you, nodding a little, "Maybe because of how you... acted in Japan but-"

"I hope he doesn't get mad.."

Yuuri stared as you bit your nails in a way that even made he, himself nervous. He was wondering not only why you had been so desperate to come but why you had gone so far as to basically kiss the floor in front of him when you begged on your knees.

Both Yuuri and yourself were always close friends and he could always count on you to stay in the bleachers and watch him despite how nervous you became when he made a jump on the ice. Yuuri remembers how you'd scream and almost run on the ice when Yuuri didn't complete a jump and fell.

Despite basically having a phobia of ice skating, he found it ironic that you'd follow ice skaters around the world. The plane shook as it neared the ground and you couldn't help but snicker when Yuuri tensed up and grabbed Viktor's forearm for comfort. The grey-haired male perked up and grew a heart- shaped smile but stayed quiet as he knew the contact would be gone if he said anything ridiculous.

"You two go ahead, I'm waiting for Yurio."

After sneaking in a classy white button up shirt and black dress pants with you from Yuuri's home in Japan, as soon as you had arrived in Russia and out of the terminal, you had jogged to the bathroom as Viktor and Yuuri watched with shocked looks but they left nonetheless.

Changing into your clothes and wetting your hands in the sink of the public toilets, you had slicked your hair back to admire yourself in the mirror as you tucked the shirt into your pants. People watched as you fixed yourself up but they were ignored when only one person was on your mind.

You had about an hour and a half to wait but before you knew it, the moment you had stepped of the bathroom to sit on the chairs waiting for the landing of the plane from Canada, you were dozing off to sleep.

"-the hell are you doing?! Oi [Name] you bastard."

Squinting your eyes open, a yawn escaped you as your lips were being smothered by your tongue to moisten your mouth. Stretching, you stood to look down slightly at the male before you dressed in a black jumper with tiger patterns as his frizzled blond hair was messily placed over his right eye.

He was watching you as his eyebrow twitched and he looked you up and down making you do it to yourself in curiosity before remembering what was happening. Straightening your hair out in a haste, you couldn't help but ask, "Ah Yurio how do I look? Is it too much?"

"Wha-"

"Oh first things first; congratulations on your score in the Skate Canada!"

Pulling the fifteen year old into a hug, his hands were already grabbing your shoulders to put more space in between the two of you before you had let go, completely unfazed.

"Urgh- sto- what's with your hair and clothes? You look like an idiot waiting to meet my Grandpa as a future grandson-in-law."

With a wink, you answered as your hands formed finger guns, snapping your fingers as you spoke, "Well that's the idea, my love."