EDITED

Shout out to ShipsThatNeverSail for giving me the skype idea! It'll really help kick start the story I have planned.

February 12,2016

3rd Person

Victor walked into the room, a towel hung around his neck along with jeans on. His upper body was exposed and he had a water bottle in his hand.

Yuri laughed, saying "Really?! Coach did that?!"

Victor looked up to see Yuri on his laptop, Skyping a boy around his age.

"Who's that, Yuri?" Victor asked, walked over and leaning on Yuri's back, pressing his chest against him.

Victor wrapped an arm around Yuri's shoulder and rested his chin on Yuri's other shoulder.

"Ah, this is Phichit, my friend from Thailand, he's a skater as well." Yuri said, smiling up at Victor.

"Thailand? How did that happen?" He asked, wrapping his arms round Yuri's neck, resting his chin on Yuri's head as if saying 'I've claimed him.'

"Oh? So the rumors are true, your new coach is Victor Nikiforov?" Phichit asked, waving at him with a smile.

"Yuri! That's so amazing! How did you guys meet?" Phichit asked.

"Oh, we met at the Japanese Nationals a few weeks ago. The Japanese National Finals will be in a week or two." Yuri stated, looking over his shoulder.

With a started yelp, he jumped up.

"Makkachin!" He cried, running over to the dog that was wagging his tail with pillow fluff in his mouth.

Victor replaced Yuri's spot in the chair in front of the laptop.

"So, Phichit, what are your hobbies?" Victor asked.

"Shut the hell up." Phichit said, glaring at Victor through the computer.

Victor was taken aback. Where did this attitude come from?

"Excuse me?" Victor asked, shocked.

"Stop getting close to Yuri. I've known him longer and plan to make him mine. Don't get in my way." Phichit said.

Stunned, all Victor could do was sit there, mouth open in shock.

"Gomen, Phichit, Makkachin got into a pillow." Yuri said, shooing Victor out of his seat.

"That's alright, I've got to go anyways, Coach Celestino is telling me to get off my phone and practice, I'll see you later!" Phichit smiled and waved goodbye, Yuri returning the gesture before turning off the laptop.

"Oy, Victor? What's wrong?" He asked, looking over at Victor.

The look on Victors face showed that he was worried and surprised.

"Huh? Oh, nothing." Victor replied, smiling to brush it off.

But it wasn't nothing.

'Don't get in my way.'

It looked as if Victor had competition.
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"Why are we practicing on a Saturdayyyyyyy?" Yuri groaned, Victor practically dragging him to the Ice Castle by his wrist.

"The more you practice, the better you'll get." Victor replied.

"Can we at least stop at a place to get a pork cutlet bowl?" Yuri asked.

Victor stopped walking abruptly, turning and looking at him."A what?" Victor asked.

"You don't know what a Pork Cutlet Bowl is?! It's only one of the best dishes ever!" Yuri exclaimed, sparkles gleaming in his eyes.

"Come on! You need to try it." Now it was Yuri's turn to drag Victor, but this time it was to a restaurant.

The pair walked in and immediately a big man with gruffly hair on his arms exclaimed, "Yuri! Long time no see!"

He was a little bit taller than Yuri and had a round belly with brown eyes.

"Hey Kubo! Sorry I haven't come here much lately, I've been busy practicing for the Finals." Yuri explained.

"How did you get in? I heard you collapsed half way through your performance." Kubo asked.

"They saw me practicing once and knew that I would've gotten in at least 3rd place so they qualified me to participate in the Finals."

"Then this calls for a pork cutlet bowl!" Kubo bellowed.

"Oh, and please get one for my coach, Victor." Yuri said, sitting down at the long bar table connected to the small box that confined Kubo to the front desk and kitchen.

"Victor Nikiforov? As in, THE Victor Nikiforov?" Kubo asked, dropping his pen.
[That reminds me: this one time in Spanish, we did an project and one sogh a kid put up was put at a 90° angel so the phrase 'The Pen is the tongue to the mind' if you looked at it at an angle, it read 'the penis is the tongue to the mind' and I started dying laughing]

"Ye-yes." Yuri replied, blushing.

Kubo came back a few minutes later with two bowls of Pork Cutlet.

"Tell me what you think of it!" Yuri exclaimed, smiling over at Victor.

Victor put his face by the pork cutlet bowl, making a peace sign while taking a photo of him and the pork cutlet bowl.

'First time trying a Pork Cutlet bowl in Kyushu, Japan!'

Victor posted it and Yuri stared at Victor, waiting for his reaction.

Victor took a bite, his eyes widening in delight."Amazing!" He cried, eating more.
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"Vkusno!" He exclaimed after he finished eating.

Yuri smiled."I told you Pork Cutlet bowls are delicious!" He exclaimed.

"Let's go practice now." Victor said, getting a groan in reply.
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"Again!" Victor shouted at Yuri who was panting heavily.

Yuri was bent over, hands on his knees as he wiped sweat from his forehead.

"I-is this really necessary?" Yuri asked.

"Keep doing the double toe loop until you master it to the point you can do it with your eyes closed."

Yuri let out a long groan before continuing to do double toe loops.

He decided to close his eyes, trying to show Victor that he mastered it.

When Yuri opened his eyes, the last thing he saw was Victor before he landed on top of him.

"Uggghhhh." Victor groaned out in pain.

"S-sorry!" Yuri cried as he was lying on top of Victor now.

"Actually, I kind of like this." He stated, wrapping one arm around Yuri's waist and using his other to brush some of Yuri's sweaty, onyx hair from his face.

There was a small spark in their eyes as they leaned in slowly. Their lips were inches apart, their breath rubbing against each other's skin.

Then, Yuri's forehead collided with Victor's.

"Ouch......... I'll need to teach you how to properly kiss sometime. But for now, practice is over." Victor grumbled, quite unhappy that they didn't get to kiss.
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"Over there! It's Victor Nikiforov!" Yuri was blinded by the thousands of flashing lights as he and Victor arrived at Minako's house.

"Damn...I never should have told them where I was...," Victor muttered, making a path for Yuri as questions flew by his head.

"Why are you in Japan?"

"Did you really decide to stop skating?"

"Why aren't you competing for the World Nationals?"

"Who is this boy?"

"What does he mean to you?"

Yuri's eyes widened as he caught the words of the last question but didn't get to ask Victor about it before he was yanked into the house.

"I hate the paparazzi...," Victor grumbled, running a hand through his silver hair.

Yuri watched as each strand fell back into place and Victor looked over at him, noticing he was staring. With a smile, Victor winked at Yuri, causing him to flush pink.

"Victorrrrrr and Yyyyyyyuri? There's someone here for youuuu." Uh-oh, it was Minako's 'I'm drunk' voice.

The two looked at each other, questioning who it was.

Walking into the kitchen and looking at the table, both males looked at the person across from Minako, their eyes growing wide.

"Victor!"

Did I deliver or did I deliver? I told you I'd update today! Idk when I'll update next but I know it'll be sooner than 7 days XD