Destruction

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"Yuri, let's take a break. You've been at it for hours now." Trying to catch his breath Viktor couldn't believe the stamina Yuri had. He had witnessed it, and dealt with it for all their practices but today was a bit much. With the Grand Prix Finals closing in Yuri was trying to get in all the practice time he could and he knew he had done the same but Yuri was really pushing himself. He wanted to do a quadruple flip, and he had Viktor's full support but he wasn't landing it. They had gone over it a million times, best way to achieve the height, the rotations, the footing; his feet where killing him in his shoes. Looking over at Yuri he had this determination on his face, he admired that look.

"I'm going to keep practicing for a bit. I know I can make the movements flow better."

"You are going to overdo it before the final. We can come back later." Viktor wished he could get Yuri to listen just once. He knew he never listened to his former coach but still.

"I'm fine!" Skating back to the center of the rink he blew off Viktor. Leaving the rink Viktor watched. He could see exhaustion was getting to him as he was getting sloppy. Watching him do it two more times he had begged again for him to stop for now and rest. Being ignored Viktor couldn't take his eyes off of Yuri as he could see each step was dragging. After this he was going to pull him off the ice if he had to, Yuri needed a breather. Watching him attempt the quadruple flip he noticed his footing wasn't right when he jumped. His heart stopped as he saw Yuri fall and slide across the ice as his landing was off again. When he didn't see him move right away he started panicking.

"Yuri!" Running onto the ice Viktor raced to Yuri, his breathe caught in his throat as he slid on his knees to get to him. "Yuri! O…Oh god!" His mouth hung open as he saw blood on the ice and Yuri not moving.

"V…Viktor…" He was on the verge of screaming in pain.

Hearing Yuri say his name he reached for him seeing he was trying to get up. He was in pain he could see that all over his face, what was he doing?

"Careful Yuri. You landed hard." His heart was beating faster with happiness seeing him okay. Watching him stumble Viktor put an arm around him to keep him still while he reached for his phone to call for an ambulance. Now that he was thinking clearly he knew Yuri needed help right away. Knowing the paramedics wouldn't be able to get them in the rink Viktor called for Yuuko and her husband as well to help him get Yuri safely off.

Viktor sat beside Yuri's hospital bed glad he was going to be okay. There was something had to tell him when he woke up, he didn't know how he was going to though, he didn't know how Yuri would take it. Keeping their hands together he gave them another gentle kiss. If only he had been a better coach none of this would have happened. His inexperience caused this, if he had taught Yuri better, he wouldn't have pushed himself so hard.

"Viktor…" Hearing his name Viktor's eyes met Yuri's and his face gave his injured lover a small smile. "Viktor what happened?"

"You missed your landing…from exhaustion! You hit the ice hard from it, cut you head." Letting his one hand go of Yuri's he reached for the bandage on his head. "You didn't need stitches."

"How long will I be here?" Yuri asked, he was looking around the room. It was obvious to the other he was looking for something.

"I don't think long. The doctor didn't anything about you being here long."

"And my parents?"

"They were just here. They stepped out for a moment. Yuri…"
"I can't have this set me back for the final."

"Yuri."
"I think if I alter my,"
"Yuri!" Cutting him off Viktor looked away from his lovers face. "You have to drop out Yuri."

"…What? I'm fine. You said I was fine." Seeing someone enter the room they saw it was his doctor, behind him was his parents, what was everyone hiding?

"Mr. Katsuki, when you hit your head you gave yourself a serious concussion and further tests show you damaged your spine. If you continue to skate a serious fall like the one you had could paralyze you." Viktor could tell Yuri was looking at him, he should say something, do something for him but there was nothing. He was the worst coach, boyfriend, and person in the world.

"Yuri I…"

"Please go."

At those words Viktor looked up, the devastation on Yuri's face broke his own heart. Standing, Viktor put his arms around him to keep him close.

"I am going to help you Yuri. I promise, I'm not going anywhere."

"Just go."

Viktor's arms dropped to his side as he pulled away. Maybe Yuri just needed time. "Get some rest alright. I'll come back tomorrow." Waiting for Yuri's parents to say their goodbyes they all left together in silence. Hugging himself he wished he had some idea on what to do, some way to make this right for him. He loved Yuri more than he thought he could love anything else in this world, he didn't want to see him feel like this was the end.

The next morning Viktor came to the hospital as soon as visiting hours started. No matter what Yuri said he wasn't going to leave his side. And, once he was released they would go home and they could figure out what to do from here. He had nothing else he was good at outside of skating but he would work with Yuri's parents if he had to, or maybe he could work at the ice castle. Coming to Yuri's room he stopped when he saw it empty. Going to a nurse he asked of Yuri's where about.

"Mr. Katsuki checked himself out early this morning."

"What?!" He never went home, he didn't see him at all this morning. Turning to the doors he ran out of the hospital, there was only one other place he would go.

"Yuri! Stop!" Coming to the wall of the rink he saw Yuri standing in the center. "For the love of god stop! If you do this you may never walk again! Please Yuri!" Seeing Yuri look towards him he could tell he was crying.

"I have to do this Viktor. I have…you wouldn't understand."

Moving to the ice Viktor made his way to Yuri getting his arms around him before he collapsed in his tears.

"Yuri, your health means everything to me. Please. Just stop. It's alright, you don't have to continue."

"I just wanted to stay with you Viktor, I wanted to make you proud so you would stay." At those words Viktor lifted Yuri's head, his own eyes matching his lover's state.

"Stay?" It was something he never thought about it, staying was just what he was always planning on doing. Once he realized he fell head over heels for the younger skater he knew his heart belonged beside him. They never spoke of what came next after the Grand Prix but he always assumed Yuri knew, knew he loved him and could never leave.

"I wanted to make you proud, wanted to prove to the world that I was worth you. I've been in your shadow since you arrived and I wanted everyone to see…see how much it meant to me. Our time together…I can't let it end." Getting ready to stand, Viktor stood up to keep him from trying anything.

"Do I have to beg Yuri? I will, I'll fall at your feet and beg you to come off the ice and rest. I…I know I'm not good at much but I'll learn. I'll learn for you, for us, I'll do anything for you if it means you won't do this. Let's forget about the final, about my coaching, about everything. Let's travel the world together." Keeping his hands in Yuri's he waited for something.
"You don't get it." Letting go of Viktor's hands Yuri skated off the rink and sat on the nearby bench to remove his skates. Viktor carefully followed and stayed by his side while he put his shoes on.

"Here, let me tie them for you. You shouldn't be straining your back so much." Bending down he tied his shoes before Yuri took his hand.

"I want to show you something Viktor." Having him follow, their hands still attached, they headed back to Yuri's place in silence. Ignoring his parents they went upstairs and into Yuri's room. This was the first time he ever stepped into it. It was nice, the walls were a little too bland for his taste but they were nice. "There is a box on my closet shelf, can you get it for me?" Watching Yuri sit on his bed he did what was asked for him before sitting beside him. Seeing the lid open he noticed he was staring at himself. "I…since I was a child, all I wanted was to share the podium with you. Last year…I was so close to that dream…but I self-destructed. I was so close to you and I couldn't even say hi to you." Hearing him start to cry again Viktor put his arms around Yuri's shoulders. "Then…I do one stupid routine for a friend and you see it and…and you came here saying you wanted to coach me. I'll never get why you came here for me. Why Yurio was never you're first choice but I didn't want to wake from this dream so I believed that if I worked hard enough it would never end. All I ever wanted since I was a child was to be like you. Now…now I can do nothing. I have no dream to strive for."

Putting his head on Yuri's shoulder, Viktor lifted a picture of himself when he was a teenager from the box. "I want you to know something Yuri. When I was sixteen all I ever wanted to do was skate. I spent every waking moment trying to find ways to improve, to surprise my fans. Ten years later and I won, again…I sat in that press conference wondering what I wanted to do with my life. My skating career was close to ending, I had no social life, I had no true plan for my future. And then…I saw you as we were leaving the arena. There was something in your eyes that struck me. At the banquet you looked miserable…for a while anyway." Hoping for a smile and getting nothing he continued. "You were on my mind. I was at my home and you were always on my mind. I couldn't figure out why and then I saw it. I saw your fiery passion to convey a story. I knew there was more to you than the hot mess I saw at the final and I had to know you more. So I took you up on an offer I figured wasn't worth much considering how drunk you were, and came here. I've never once regretted that decision. At first, I thought I could make you a better skater. I thought I could make you the gold medalist I knew you could be but you changed me. For the first time in my life, Yuri, all I wanted was to spend my life with someone, spend my life with you."

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I am unsure if I make this a one shot or a short story piece. I'll leave that up to everyone I guess. Want to see more, or happy with me ending it here?

~Femalefighter~