Why, hello there, reader! Welcome to this shitty fic, Soldier. I'm glad you decided to become interested and read the first chapter. I̶ ̶h̶o̶n̶e̶s̶t̶l̶y̶ ̶h̶a̶v̶e̶ ̶n̶o̶ ̶i̶d̶e̶a̶ ̶w̶h̶y̶ ̶t̶h̶o̶. I will try to write it well with a low number of errors and extend my crappy vocabulary. I will truly try my hardest to write this book in a passionate way!

Anyway, who's ready to stay up 'til 3 AM reading fanfiction?

Me too ~\(≧▽≦)/~

-Kitty

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~•°Yuri Plisestky's POV°•~

"Yuri Plisestky had the unforgettable eyes of a soldier."

"A soldier? Me?"

I thought back to the moment as I lied on my bed that night. I just couldn't stop thinking about that moment. Thoughts of what Otabek said stirred throughout my mind, causing my lack of sleep.

A soldier. Is that really how he sees me?

How could I be compared to something as amazing as a soldier? Am I really good enough for that title?

"I always thought we were alike. Now will you become friends with me or not?"

Friendship...

I've never looked too much into the term. It has always sounded like a waist of time to have a friend. What is even the point? Why have a friend when you can be alone. No one needs another person in their life. At least not me.

But I've had second thoughts about my past opinion. Is it really that bad to have a friend? Is it really just a waist of time to have someone to talk to and hang out with? Do I really have to be alone?

Or do I need someone, someone there to count on. Someone to talk to and be with. Do I really need it?

Perhaps I do...It's a nice thought, anyway.

Well, then

I guess today is the start of my first friendship. My friendship with Otabek Altin.

-Two Months Later-

It was the end of March of 2017 and things have changed quite a bit. First of all, I'm sixteen now. How cool is that? I feel so much older than I previously was, at age fifteen. And I've heard stories in the past on how everything great happens at the age sixteen. But I'm not sure if I should believe those stories. It sounds like just some coincidence. But who knows, something could happen this year.

Another great thing that's changed is how I've been keeping in close contact with Otabek Altin since we became friends in Barcelona. I've realized how cool of a person he is! I really admire everything about him, and I'm honored to be his close friend. I've grown quite a liking to him over time as well. And we talk and discover new things about each other every day!

Friendship is a new thing to me but I'm starting to like it a lot.

Ew, such cheesy words. Never thought I'd think such nice and upbeat things. Gross. Anyway, katsudon and Victor haven't been paying attention to me as much which has been great! I guess it was a good thing for them to move in together. Now all that they pay attention to is each other. And it gives me chills to think about what might happen at their house all day.

But It's really relaxing to have a break from those annoying lovebirds. Disgusting to have to live so close to them though.

Anyway, Today Otabek was flying to Russia to visit me. I was pretty excited, but I tried to not let it show. I'm not one to get excited over things, unless they're cat related. Because then I get really excited.

"Yuratchka! Are you ready to go? You're going to be late to pick up your friend from the airport, and we don't want that! And I don't want to miss my flight either so come down soon!" My grandpa yelled from the living room. I sprinted out of my room and ran to greet my grandpa by the door of my apartment. I quickly hid my excitement and spoke up with a poker face.

"Yup. Ready."

After we took the elevator and found the parking lot, I hopped into the passenger seat of my grandpa's car and closed the door beside me. It's a pain not being aloud to drive, but this is fine too. Oh yeah, my grandpa is waiting another year to let me start driving because he fears I'll be a 'bad driver'. Victor and Yuuri are the same as well. It's annoying and I don't understand what they're saying. Driving looks easy! But they think I'm too 'immature' to own a car. Pfft, immature my ass.

Anyway, my grandpa got into the car and started it up. Then he backed out of the parking space. (wow I'm amazing at describing things)

I guess now I should explain what's going to happen. Well, my grandpa was going to go out of town to meet a cousin- the same day I'm picking up Otabek—and Otabek will be staying at my apartment. Me and him would be alone and hang out all week.

Though, it'll be kind of weird to see him. We haven't seem each other since the banquet in Barcelona, which was all the way back in the beginning of January. It feels like a lifetime ago, but in reality, it was only a few months back.

"So while I'm out of town, Yuratchka, make sure to stay safe and don't do anything illegal or underaged, okay?" Grandpa said blankly with his eyes fixed know the road, "I know you live on your own already but there still is a chance that you'd do something crazy without me being in St. Petersburg."

I sighed and looked out my window, watching the world drift by, "Yeah, yeah, grandpa, I'll be fine. I'm not going to kill myself while you're gone. So don't worry."

When we got to the airport, my grandpa said his goodbyes to me and left to fly off to Moscow. And I was left alone.

I went off to the pickup area to find my friend.

My heartbeat raced as I searched around for my close friend in which I've been longing to see. I was super excited to meet him again, even if it had only been two months. It's just a weird feeling to see someone after not seeing them for that long.

"Oh! Yura! Over here!" Called out a familiar voice. I spun my head around to face where the voice came from.

Standing about ten feet across from me was Otabek! We stared at each other from across the room, then I came running towards him with a smile on my face.

"Beka!" I called as I ran into his arms. We embraced each other for a bit and my eyes met his.

"Yura, I missed you so much." Said Otabek with a warm smile. 'Yura' was a nickname he called me. It was short for Yuratchka, I think, "It's great to see you."

"It's great to see you too, Beka." I said with a smile. 'Beka' was the nickname I called him. His sister calls him Beka and I find it cute so I basically stole it.

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I thought it would be a good idea to treat my friend to lunch so we found a nice nearby restaurant and decided to eat out there. We were set up in a private booth and grabbed our seats. The waitress took our order and we began to talk.

"So, like it in Russia so far?" I asked him, trying my best to strike up a conversation.

"Yeah, it's pretty cool. I like it mainly because you're here though." He gave me a warm smile. I rolled my eyes with a faint sigh.

"Pfft. Shut up, idiot." I paused and got back on the topic I had started, "Yeah, it's pretty chill here. A few cons about it are the fact that stupid Viktor and Yuuri are here. And how freakishly cold it gets. But I'm kind of use to it by now."

There was a silence between us. Neither of us were very social nor good at starting friendly conversations properly.

"So...has anything changed since the last time we met up?" He asked me, breaking the silence. I thought about the question and looked up at the ceiling with a hand on my chin.

"If anything major had happened, I would have told you about it. So no, nothing is different. Same house, same cats, same height..." I trailed off and thought about height. Otabek seems slightly taller from a couple months ago, "Speaking of height, Beka, did for get taller?"

"Maaaybe..." He attempted to hide his cheeky grin. I groaned and threw my hands into the air.

"Shit, that wasn't supposed to happen! I was going to grow taller than you one day, I swore on it! But now I'm even smaller to you than before..."

I looked down at the table in front of me as Otabek laughed. He grabbed my hand from across the table to comfort me, "I'd like you better tiny, anyway."

I turned slightly red and looked off to the side, "Well I certainly don't like being a shorty."

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When the two of us left the restaurant, we debated what the we could do next to pass time. I wasn't in the mood to go back to my apartment due to my friend being here so I wanted to spend more time with him.

We finally decided to go to a park near my apartment building. It was a flawless city park with multiple trees and bright green grass surrounding sidewalk that circled around it. Me and Otabek walked along that sidewalk, quietly chattering to each other as the sun set in the distance.

"I'm really happy that you're here, Beka." I confessed with a small smile, "It was getting lonely here in Russia. Gah, it feels embarrassing to say such kind words but...I really mean it."

He smiled and reached for my hand with our fingers intertwined, "And I'm glad I decided to visit. I missed you, Yura."

We laughed like idiots as our arms were swinging back and forth. This is honestly a stupid thing to do. One, I'm not one to hold hands with people— especially like this. Two, my country ultimately despises two guys holding hands.

But I'm not gay, so I think we're fine.

Holding his hands isn't a bad thing either. So I think we'll just stay like this.

I focused on the feeling of his hand on mine. The firm grip around my hand was comforting and I didn't want to let it go. I felt the urge to hold it forever.

Disgusting! I feel like I'm quoting some shitty romantic Disney movie. Blah.

"Your hands are small, Yura." Otabek commented with a small laugh. I sighed and glared in an annoyed manor.

"Are they seriously that tiny?"

He reached my hand to his lips and kissed it gently. Then he looked back at me with the cutest smile in history.

"The tiniest."

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Ahh, so cheesy and stupid

I'm never good at making the first chapter in books, forgive me 😂😂😂

Here is an important note:
16 is the legal age of consent in both Russia and Kazakhstan so Yuri and Otabek can be together with it being technically legal. So if I end up writing smut or some shit, don't be like "But Yurio is too young and small to fuck someone!" It may be true that he is small and cute, but nope! 😂

So to explain deeper about this book: I kind of want to believe that Yurio is a lot softer and less angry around Beka because ya' know, he's his B̶o̶y̶friend. So that's how it's going to be in this book (but of course Yurio is still a salty sin-imon roll sometimes). I'm also gonna say that Otabek had a crush on Yurio since he noticed his ~soldier eyes~ and Yuri develops feelings later. ❤

I'm saying too much.

bYE

-Kitty

First written: Idk i forgot to record the date
First Published: March 28, 2017
Word Count: 1851