"Ladies and gentlemen, we are arriving to our destination, Hasetsu Japan, please, put on your belts, and thank you for flying with us"

Ready, this was my last stop before returning to my native country, Russia, and with that, going back to school, with my parents and with people which few of them I would consider worthy of being missed ...

Was it worth? Every moment of my trip was worth it, even in the smallest detail ... I will tell you my trip.
I always loved art, no matter how it was represented; painting, digital design, dance, photography, sculpture, music, singing, theater, musical theater, any musical instrument ... whatever you want. I appreciated it if it was made with all the love for art ... and in the program of painting where they taught me, those who could pay would be assigned 4 different countries and from those four countries they traveled to, they will have to paint the most beautiful things they saw on their whole trip or what inspired the person. I was assigned to France, Canada, Tanzania and Japan. The things that I saw in France changed my life, and so did the things I saw in Tanzania and Canada but ...
The question is, what could I find in Hasetsu?
I would see that later, although it was not the very capital of Japan, Tokyo, I always wanted to go to Japan. Of course going to Hasetsu was not on my schedule but I had heard about some Japanese ice skater, called Yuri Katsuki that attracted the very Viktor Nikiforov with a choreography that the second had done, and I felt that I could draw a lot inspiration out from that situation of hope for the young Japanese who, as I had heard, obtained the last place in the Grad Prix Final last year. Yes, it would be something very interesting.

(Narrates Yuri Plisetsky)

That damn ... there's no doubt that I'm going to pull him back to Russia, before if I do not kill him on the clear path ...

— Wow, what an ugly statue,— and I took a photo of it... What? It was a really strange statue! And as you know, yes, I was just about to upload it in my instagram account, but then I remembered— No, Yakov can't know that I'm in Japan, the bald will get angry,— Oh! Then I saw a an AWESOME SHIRT WITH A TIGER IN IT!! I tried to ignored but just before I knew, I was already wearing it and with that, a picture of me using it uploaded in my Instagram account, aaaaaand with thaat, a f**king call from Yakov. - YURIII!!!!! WHY ARE YOU IN HASETSU????!!!!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING THERE??!!!! YOU SHOULD BE THINKING ABOUT YOUR NEXT PROGRAM!! COME BACK RIGHT N —"LISTEN YOU OLD BALD!!!! I'M NOT GOING BACK TO RUSSIA UNTIL VIKTOR COMES BACK AND CREATES A CHOREOGRAPHY FOR MY FIRST SENIOR YEAR AS HE FU**ING PROMISED!!!!!! SO DON'T DISTURB ME!!!!" — (end of the call) "Ugh, that bald can't leave me alone, right?"- and I continued searching and shouting the sh**ty name of Viktor.

I just could not believe it, the guy who promised me that he will make choreography for me, ran away to Japan for a fat loser, the worst thing is that I always thought of that promise, wishing that the same idiot Viktor Nikiforov would create for me a choreography that will guarantee me the success in my first year as a senior ... tsk, I could still remember well.

...............Flashback..............
There I was, just another fight with the stupid bald of Yakov, who screamed that I could hurt myself if I continued trying to do a Triple Salchow because my body was still developing, you know, sh*t I don't actually care about, but then...

—Hey, Yakov, don't be so hard on him, even though I bet he could win the Grand Prix Junior without any of those jumps,— with that words I just felt like if he was challenging me, so I took the opportunity as quickly as I could, —Then! If win in the Grand Prix Junior without using any of those jumps, you will create a choreography that makes me  win when I'm in the Senior Grand Prix Final.— That's a promise.— and we shook hands, promising me something great, something that I deserve, something that he forgot.

............End of the flashback.........
Then I noticed that I lost my way and I began to shout Viktor's name again but then, an old man told me that he was in the Hasetsu's ice rink.

I continued my way but I was so into my own thoughts that I almost didn't noticed something, and by that, I mean a girl.

She looked of my age, maybe a little younger than me, she had my height, I didn't see her face since I was seeing her from the back, her hair was (you select a hair color, but it can't be your real hair color, so select a color that you like, red, blue, pink, idk), since I'm not that stupid of course I knew she painted her hair, she was wearing street style clothing. It seemed she was looking down at her... phone? And she was about to cross the street.

NOW, you are probably saying, "well well, yeah yeah, you saw her and you think she is the most beautiful girl you have ever seen", well NO, because:
1. I was only seeing her back.
2. What I saw was how that stupid girl was about being rolled up by a freaking truck since she was distracted with her phone!!!
I don't know how I got to her so fast, but as soon as I got to her, I grabbed her by the backpack she had on, and run back as fast as I could as I grabbed her but I tripped and fell down so did her, the difference is that she fell above me.

If you only knew how much it hurted...

___ Narrates

I promise I was walking happily through the street, I was walking to the ice rink, and I was looking at some memes that were so freaking good, jajajajajaajajajajajajajajajaja... sorry.

But then, I just felt how someone pulled me back by the backpack in a very rough way, the movement was so quick that the next thing I knew was that I was laying in the street's floor and the worst part? I was above a guy, my head on his lap, and of course, since I'm an adolescent, my face a little red. And then shit rained...
I couldn't see the guy, or girl? No no no, I'm sure he was a guy, I couldn't see him clearly since he had a hoodie, sunglasses and a face mask.
He kicked me away from him so he could stand up. — Hey, What the hell is wrong with you?! You almost get killed idiot! You are lucky that I saved you, you should thank me! — "well I sorry your f**cking majesty!!" Okay, I know I shouldn't have been in the phone while I crossed the street but, let's say that I'm a really proud person and that someone as proud as me begins to shout at me like that makes me want to kill everyone, and it's not that bad to ask a person if he or she is okay after almost getting killed and being thrown to the floor... even though he or she saved him or her.
— Hey! First of all, calm the shit down dude! It was an accident okay?! I'm sorry, really! But stop shouting at me like that! — You want me to calm down?! You almost ruined my favorite jacket jerk and you almost broke my sunglasses!, — "Okay okay, I should try to calm down, don't kill him ____, he just saved your stupid life, yeah..."
— I'm sorry, Okay? I- "calm your pride ____!" — I will repay to you okay? I- — "uff, now I feel less angry," —  I'm really sorry and thank you for saving me, jeje, — You better repay to me b**tch— "oooookay I tried I tried, but NO ONE calls me B**CH" — Waaaaaiiit , What?! Okay, I tried to calm myself down, I tried to be nice to you just because you saved me but... — in this moment of the conversation I took him by the shirt and pulled him near to my face, — ...No one calls me "b**ch" and gets away alive or at least doesn't go away without being traumatized forever.—

Narrates Yuri

Okay... our faces were WAY TOO CLOSE and let's say that I didn't like a stranger like her being near me and her eyes flashed in some sort of satanic way that gave me goosebumps, Wait! I will not let anyone do that to me unless it is grandpa! So I slapped her hand away from me, — You can't talk to me in that way when you are the one who started the whole thing because of being on the phone! And I could have been killed too while trying to save you, so, is that the way you thank your f**king hero? — hahaha, her face was some kind of thing between 😐 and 😒, but she didn't took long in answering me, — I said "thank you" but it's just that your ego and your "so ruined" clothes thing didn't let you hear me since you are so loud, my diva friend.— Now I was the one that was quite, "don't punch her, not in public Yuri, remember what happened the last time you did that."

—Tsk, however, you should be more careful idiot— "it's all I could say, f*ck, she is good responding shit," I continued my walk, yeah, I decided that I didn't want to waste my time with her anymore so I continued on my way to the ice rink following the directions that the old man gave me, I didn't have to see that idiot again...
Oh wait! I wouldn't see her again... UNLESS, she followed me..

And that was exactly what she was doing!
I tried to continue on my way ignoring her but I still could feel her nasty presence behind me, AND SHE WAS LOOKING AT HER PHONE AGAIN!!!!
I thought she would turn around and continue her way but no, it was as if we were going to the same place. It was like that for 5 minutes. And she was still behind me.

"Okay! I can't take it anymore!"

Narrates Tn

That boy just ughhhhh... "what a nasty person," I was happy that he walked away, if he continued in front of me for one more second I would have punched his pale face.

I continued walking to the ice rink, with my phone... okay okay... I know I shouldn't do that but I just didn't care if I got rolled up, if I got rolled up I got rolled up, sorry not sorry... jaja, no, it's just that my sister sent me a message so I had to reply and then she just began to write me more and we ended up having a conversation and I didn't want to be b**chy with her since I appreciated her a lot and she was very nice to me.

We chatted more asking each how was the other and what we were doing and stuff like that. (Your sister's name is Valerie but you like to call her V)

(Tn and Valerie's conversation)

V: ...The point is that
all my friends got drunk and began dancing and all I could think was "Why did I come?" Haha

Me: hahah!! I told you that
Jace was that kind of guy sis.

V: NO YOU DIDN'T!!!
And for your information
I didn't want to go to
that party, it's just that
when he invited me to his
house he told me that it
was going to be just him,
me and his friends, he
didn't told me it was him, me
And HALF OF THE
UNIVERSITY!!
And then when everyone got drunk, that bastard
tried to kiss me!!!
😡😡😡

Me: ... wowow..
HE TRIED TO KISS YOU??!!
THAT BASTARD!!!
You better do not tell Viktor 🤭

V: 1. LANGUAGE MY CHILD
2. Haha!! I'm not planning
to tell Viktor until I die,
I'm not that kind of angel 💁🏼‍♀️

Me: EXCUSE ME??!!
I'm not a little kid I'm just
like 11 years younger than
you, old lady!

V: I'M ONLY 27 years old!!
and I act like a 14 years
old so I'm like an adolescent

V: However, I gotta go now, Yakov is calling me because
of Viktor's stupid escape
to Japan, see ya luv.💕💕

Me: See ya V🖤

(End of the chat)

— Hey! What do you think you are doing?!— I heard that nasty voice again, "What??!! He has been following me all the way to the ice rink" —
What the hell dude??!! Stop freaking following me!!— I shouted at him, but then he made me a look like "really b**ch?" Then I began to think that maybe we were going to the same place.

— Excuse me?! You are the one who is following me! What a stalker!— What?! No! You are going to the ice rink, right?!— How do you know?!— Ugh, I didn't know, I'm going there too, my brother is there so don't worry, no one is stalking you, blondie,— I replied to him pissed.— You are just jealous! However, then let's go.— we began walking to the ice rink.— but stay away from me for at least 2 meter,— he said while he pushed me away, "ohoho, you f**cking diva," I thought as I planned some kind of vengance for later.

(Time skip of like 5 minutes)

So, we reached the ice rink and as expected in the door were lots of photographers and paparazzi being pulled back from the door by... three little girls? Ok... the blondie and I made our way through the people, and for some reason the girls let the boy and me pass and all the photographers began to shout a name but since everyone talked at the same time and I was using my EarPods with the whole volume up, I couldn't understand what they were saying and they began to take photos to us.

We were about to enter when a guy with glasses ran to the door.

—Ahh... finally I'm in form again, now Viktor will let me skate,— that's all I heard before the blondie diva kicked him so hard that he literally flew like a bird, opening the door with his body and crashing at the desk.

—Wow... Please someone tell me that you recorded it!!!— I shouted while I tried to hold my laughter and quited the EarPods from my ears, but my will for laughing went away when the stranger squashed the Japanese boy with his sneaker in his face. And because of that movement the strangers glasses and face mask fell down.

—Apologize!!!!— was all I heard from the blondie guy, but them I saw the blondie's face, "holy shit, no way,"— Oh my god! Yuri Plisetsky kicked Yuri Katsuki!— I heard someone shout.

Yeah... all this way I've been walking with Yuri Plisetsky, "H-how?! No shit, I'm so fucking dumb, how I couldn't notice that it was him?!-," my thoughts were interrupted by the Japanese guy. Apparently he finished having the "conversation" with the blondie boy.
— Hey! Are you okay? — Wh-what?? Y-yeah, s-sorry for entering that way, jeje. — It's okay, by the way, I'm Yuri Katsu-. — Hey! The presentations for other time! Now, Where is that bastard of Viktor? — Hey! Ugh, whatever, I'm also searching for Viktor, do you know where he is?— Sure! Come with me.—
The Japanese guy walked us inside the rink, while we entered I asked him if he was okay and he told me he was fine, aaaaand there he was, skating another choreography that he created, trying to get inspiration. — Wow! — He is beginning to fall .— I heard the blonde one say. — Wh- what are you talking about?— Ever since the last Grand Prix, Viktor has been losing inspiration, the public has been noticing it as well, Viktor has always wanted to impress the public with his choreography but everyone says that he is beginning to lose strength, that's why I want him to create a choreography for me, I know that I can impress them even more.— the blondie said before shouting to Viktor.
— IT'S SEEMS THAT YOU ARE HAVING AN AWESOME TIME JERK!.— Ah... Yuri, I can't believe you came all the way from Russia to Hasetsu, does Yakov know that you are here?— wow it seemed like the blondie diva was about to kill everyone in this room,— Wait... ____!!!!!!!!! Hi!!!!!— I heard as Viktor ran to me getting out of the ice rink to where we were.— I missed you so much my little sister!!!!!— he said as he hugged me, I returned him the hug since I also missed him, and the funny thing was that both of the other guys looked shocked, I guess they didn't know I was his sister.— Why are you so surprised? Oh! Yeah, Yuri, Yuri, I want to present you one of my sisters, this is my little sister,— He said with his hearted form smile while he hugged me.— WHAT??!! You never told be that you had another sister apart from Valerie, bastard!— shouted the blonde Yuri.— I didn't know either.— said the Japanese boy.
— Really? Oh... it's because she doesn't like to go around shouting that she is my sister, and she doesn't like to attend to events with me because it's not "her style".— he said remaking the words "her style",— Hey! That's not true, it's just that I don't like to be known as "Viktor's little sister", so there's only a few people know that I'm his sister.— I replied,— Oh! I see. Nice to meet you _____, I'm Yuri Katsuki but you can call me Yuri,— the Japanese guy said as we stretched hands,— Ohhhh... so you are the boy that caught Viktor's eye. Well Viktor, you have a good eye on men.— I said while I winked at Viktor and the Japanese Yuri began to have a red color in his cheeks and began to stutter,— Eh-eh.. No no no! He just came here to coach me, I-it's not like that,— he tried to explain himself as I just laughed a little,— and I guess you already know the other Yuri, right?— Viktor said as he pointed the blonde one with his finger,— Yeahhhh.... we could say that we know each other, we met on our way here,— I said hopping that Viktor followed my lie as I looked at him with poppy eyes, "Please Viktor, I don't want him to know, the past in the past," I didn't want him to remember, not now at least. — Oh... I see,— he replied with a smile while he winked at me, —thanks,— I whispered.

— However I don't care, Viktor you are coming back to Russia right now! You have to do what you promised me!— Yuri said angry, — Eh... What are you talking about? Oh.... sorry, I forgot about that, haha, I usually forget things.— Viktor replied with a smile,— O-oh... You just forgot, huh?— the blondie replied as he (apparently) tried not to kill Viktor, I looked at Viktor with a poker face.

—Viktor, you can't just say that you forgot it and don't do it, and I don't know when you made that promise but you have to do something,— it's not like I liked the blondie asshole, after what happened he was the last person that I wanted to see, but it's true and it seemed really important to the guy,— B-but What will happen with me then, you also told me that you will coach me.— said the Japanese Yuri with a nervous and scared face, "poor guys, Viktor has to do something, he can't just stay with the Japanese and making Plisetsky' s travel useless, but he can't just leave Japan leaving Katsuki's hopes in the ground," this was a little complicated.

—Oh! I have an idea, I will make a choreography for the two of you, there will be a competence and the one who gets more cheers wins.— Viktor said cheerfully,— hm, that's not a bad idea Viktor, What do you guys think?— I asked the others,— Wh-what?! I-I have to compete with him?!— the two Yuris asked shocked,— Come on guys, and the one that wins, will get Viktor to do whatever he wants to.— Oh I love this!— Viktor replies excited with that heart-formed smile of his.

— Fine! If! I win, you will come back to Russia and be my coach!— Yuri said,— Okay, Yuuri, What do you want me to do if you win?— Viktor asked to the Japanese one,— I-I... I want to eat lots of Pork Cutlet Bowls with you Viktor!— Yuri said in a determined way, both of Plisetsky and I were with a "What the hell?" face because of what the Japanese said, but Viktor just replied,— Sounds good to me.—
He said it in a mischievous way that made me uncomfortable, "Gay gay, that's gay bitch!," my brain kept shouting while I tried not to burst into laughter.
— We will help!— the little girls shouted out of nowhere, "okay, I was correct, this will be interesting."

(Time skip of 4 hrs)

Okay, we were having dinner and everything seemed fine, and by "fine" I mean that the Russian blondie hasn't killed the Japanese pork... sorry, I know those are terrible nicknames but whatever.

Plisetsky tasted the Pork Cutlet Bowl... he ate like three of those... okay okay, I ate one and a half. It's just that they are GOOOOOOODDDD SH*T!!!!

As we continued eating with our kimonos, a woman entered to our room.— Yuuri! I won't let anyone sleep in my room ok?.— She seemed like 28 years old, her hair was brown and blonde and she was using a red kimono and a purple bandana.— Huuuuuh?!— Plisetsky said as he turned himself to see who said that, and for some reason the woman just froze,— OMG! He looks just like the guys of my program, you are so beautiful! What's your name?.— said the girl with hearts in her eyes.— Tsk.— I said as I turned around, he acted like one of Plisetsky's the fans. What were their name? Yuri's Angels, I didn't hate them, it's just that some of them were really crazy in the worst way.— His name is Yuri.— Viktor said with a smile.— Ugh, it will be confusing with my brother, I'll call you Yurio.— said the girl as he pointed at Plisetsky with her index finger.—UGHHHHHHHHHHHHH??!!!— I tried to not spit the water that I was drinking when I saw the now called Yu-ri-O 's reaction, and I got to drink it before I spitted it out of my mouth.— Hahahahahahajsskksdjsjs!!!!!!.— I began to laugh as I kicked the table with my hand.— Oh my god! You should see you face, dork!! Hahahahah!.— Shut up jerk!— he shouted as he turned to me.— But that's not my real name!— Calm down Yurio.— Viktor said happy with the new nickname.— That's not my name!.— we continued discussing and talking when Viktor got up.

— Okay! I guess we should go to sleep, tomorrow you start your training so you need to be ready.— Viktor said.

(Timeskip)

Yuri narrates:

I was heading to my OWN room, since I didn't want to share rooms with anyone.

As I prepared myself to sleep someone knocked at my door.— Ugh... What do you want now Viktor?.— But as I opened the door I discovered that the one who was knocking was no one more that the jerk that almost gets me killed today, aaaand Viktor's little sister.— Ugh, you again.— Yeah, me again.— "jerk", that was the only way I could describe her, a total jerk.— What do you want now? Or do you need someone who protects you from getting killed while you sleep since you are that stupid?— I replied with a smirk.— Haha, no shit, but let's say that, Ugh... Can I sleep in your room tonight?— "What?! No!," I didn't know what was she thinking but there wasn't any way I would let her sleep with me.— Why should I let you?! You almost get me killed today you know?!— Congratulations! You sounded just as a girl who sees her ex boyfriend! Now, can I come in?— I looked into her eyes pissed off— You don't have room or what?— No, let's say that your strange fan was so focused on you that she didn't even saw me and now that I asked her where was my room she apologized and told me that the only place where there were two beds was here... listen, we are both tired, you have training tomorrow and I have to do research, so, why don't we do each other a favor and just continue our paths without disturbing each other?—she seemed really tired, and to be honest so was I, I thought about it for a moment,— heass, fine. But don't you dare to touch me, jerk.— Ha! I'm the one who is supposed to say that, asshole.— she said as he entered, I rolled my eyes.

She made herself comfortable in her bed after preparing herself to sleep and so I did.

I was about to close my eyes when I heard.
—_____, you didn't ask my name before Viktor shouted it. My name is ____.— she said to me as she turned herself around to sleep.

I'm Yuri Plisetsky, just so you know.— I replied.
— No, you are Yurio.— then she began to laugh.— then you are Jerk.— I answer kinda pissed but had to admit that was a good one.— Nice to meet you asshole. I'm. Jerk.— then we laughed a little.
_____, hm? And Viktor's sister, That was the last thing I thought about before falling asleep.

4383... Well, I hope you liked it, I will try to do my best.