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And sorry for a late update and short chapter, I have finals this week, ugh. Anyways, I'll post either Thursday or Friday to make up for it and it'll be long!
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Victor's POV

"Come on Yuri, we need to go sit down and wait for your res-" I cut myself off when I looked to my right and saw Yuri wasn't there.

"Yuri...?" I asked, turning in a full circle to find he was no where around.

"Yuri?" I called out again, a bit more urgent.

I started to frantically push through the mass of people, biting my lip.

'Where could he be?' I asked myself.

Wondering around the halls, I heard the announcer say: "Yuri Katsuki's score is 87.6. It is his new personal best and he is currently in 1st place."

(That may not be the exact number but, I can't just write the exact numbers by memory.)

My eyes lit up and I smiled, running through the halls, looking for Yuri, a smile on my face.

"Yuri! Yuri! You beat your personal best!"

'Damn it Yuri, where are you?'

I heard crying...

I slowed and started to walk. I went into the hallway I heard the crying from and saw Phichit and Yuri together.

Freezing, I hid behind the wall.

"I-I'll never make it to the Grand Prix! Victor became my coach for nothing! He'll be so disappointed in me..."

"Don't say that, Yuri. You know your ice skating is improving I love your ice skating and always will," Phichit said, smiling and brushing a few loose strands of hair away from his face.

'More like you'll love him forever,' I thought, growling slightly.

"Thank you Phichit...," Yuri mumbled, wrapping his arms around Phichit.

I gritted my teeth together and mentally cursed his name as I walked away, shuffling my feet towards the rink again.

Leaning against the wall that lead to the hall I was just in, I waited for Yuri to come out of it.

As soon as I saw Yuri, I jumped out in front of him, causing Yuri to jump in fright.

"V-Victor!" He exclaimed in shock.

Running a hand through my hair, I placed the other on my hip.

"You got 87.6, a personal best." I watched as a smile lit up across Yuri's face.

I grabbed his arm and dragged him into the back of the hallway, were it was pitch black.

"That means...If you end up on top, you get your reward," I whispered in his ear, moving his skating costume so his neck was revealed.

Bending down, I sucked on a spot on his neck.

Yuri's eyes widened and he tried pulling away.

"No! You can't do that...Not here," Yuri muttered.

Keeping a firm grip on Yuri's waist, it kept him from pulling completely away and I smirked.

"Does that mean I can do it when we get back to your house?" I whispered in his ear, pressing my croch against his, earning a small wimper from Yuri.

"But not until you win." I said, letting go of Yuri and walking away from him.

Without even looking, I could tell that he wanted to win badly.
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Yuri's POV

"Why does Victor play with my goddamn emotions all the time?" I complained, watching as Victor walked away.

'I was sad because I thought I was going to loose and never see Victor again but...He acts as if it doesn't matter whether I win or not...The way he holds me close, the way he kisses me, it's as if he's telling me he'll never let go of me...'

Walking out of the hall, I walked in to see Minami sitting on a bench, a water bottle in his hand. He smiled and waved at me and I waved back, continuing to follow Victor.

Since I was walking without looking, not realizing Victor stopped walking, I ran into him and fell on top of him, his face inches away.

"You really need to stop being clumsy, this is the second time in 1 month," Victor said, smiling before leaning up and kissing me, letting go of my waist and standing up.

I blushed and muttered under my breath as I stood up as well.

"Kenjiro Minami score is: 85.9."

Looking over at Victor, my eyes widened and I gasped, hugging him tightly.

I might actually have a chance!

"You just got one step closer to getting your reward," Victor whispered in my ear, gripping my ass and I yelped.

Blushing, I decided to let him do as he wanted. I mean, I'm getting closer to winning the Grand Prix.

Just like my mother.

I hope I'm making you proud.

Mom