Yakov is beyond done.
Surely, he is one of the best coach in Russia as he manage to make Viktor Fucking Nikiforov became a Figure Skating Living Legend that was also the five time gold medalist in the Grand Prix Finals. And surely, he manages to make Yuri Plisetsky, the Russian Fairy to become the gold medalist in the Junior Grand Prix Finals but he is beyond tired and done.
Why you ask?
Because his accomplishes is also hard to coach! Viktor Nikiforov happens to be the King of Not Listening a Single Shit while Yuri Plisetsky happens to be the Prince of Anxiety that has the most fragile heart in the whole goddamn world!
But the main problem is Yuri Plisetsky! He's too fragile to be handle. He easily being intimidated scared and he often cried after his competition.
He needs help and Yakov took a drastic measure and he never thought about asking for help.
It's time to call for the Japanese Punk.
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Yuuri Katsuki is the Japan top figure skater and was well-known for his punkish attitude yet quite popular with both male and females.
He was labeled as 'The Japanese Punk' for his punkish attitude, though Phichit prefer to label him as 'The Cinnamon Rolls that someone baked using salt instead of sugar'.
Yuuri has no idea what to do right now as he doesn't seems to be able to find an inspiration to skate which was kind of bullshit. Because he is Yuuri Katsuki and ice is basically his life. He spends most of his time on ice and he knows how to enthrall the audiences but yet, he can't seem to find an idea of any of his programs which was very fucking frustrating.
He's a 23 year old dammit and he has like 7 years before his retirement.
"Still can't find something for your programs?" Phichit asked as Yuuri glared at the Thai boy but the Thai just laugh, "I take that as a 'yes'."
"Phichit, I swear if you mocking me right now. I will slap a bitch." Yuuri snarled as Phichit just laugh at the threat. "Why would you slap yourself Yuuri?" He said as he crossed his arms.
"Why you fucking little – "
Before he could finish his sentences, Phichit cut him off, "I think you should take a season off Yuuri." He said, "As your best friend and also, your Ultimate Wingman – "
"Since when you are my wingman?"
"– I think it would be nice for you to… Uh… You know… Take a nice break and maybe cool your head. I think your stressing out."
Yuuri lean at the wall as he scoffed for a moment, "What's make you think of that?" He asks.
"Probably you haven't won the gold against Viktor Nikiforov in the Grand Prix."
Phichit could swear he could feel the dark murderous aura dancing around him and knowing his best friend, he knew that he would flip off and probably prefer to throw something at somebody, preferably Phichit.
But then, Yuuri just sigh.
Phichit could swear that this is the sign of the end of the world… Yuuri Katsuki, The King of Flipping Shit doesn't flip a shit!?
Yuuri took off his glasses as he ran his hair through his messy black hair, "You're right… I guess I'm kind of stressing out…" He said.
"Okay, who are you and what have you done to my son?" Phichit ask seriously as he gripped Yuuri's shoulders.
Yuuri rolled his eyes, "Since when I become your son? I'm practically older than you." He said, "Look, I know you're worried about me and I'm grateful for that so this time, I'm going to take your advice and maybe chill out and watch Netflix at the apartment with Vicchan. Preferably, watching all of 'Supernatural' seasons for a year…" He said.
Phichit smiled, "Good, I love you for this bro!"
Yuuri smiled, "I love you too."
"Yuuri, someone is calling you!" Celestino said as he handed him his phone. Yuuri frown for a moment as he put the phone on speaker, just in case he need Phichit for apologizing for his stead (so that he won't spend another week listening to Phichit's rambling on NOT being so rude at people).
"Hello?"
A sigh has been heard, "Is this Yuuri Katsuki?" A gruff old voice with a strong hint of Russian accent asked.
"Yes, I am."
"Thank goodness… *sigh* Listen here, I'm Yakov Feltsman and I am desperately needing your help. You see, my student, Yuri Plisetsky have anxiety that high enough to reach Mount Everest and I need your help to make him to become confident and have faith in himself."
Phichit gave him a questionable look while Celestino raised an eyebrow as Yuuri just shrugged, "Why me?" He asks.
They could hear an exasperate sigh, "He happens to be your biggest fan and you also his inspiration to skate… When I said biggest, it mean huge since he has so many posters of you on his room and won't stop trying to imitate your programs every time he felt nervous or having a mental breakdown."
Phichit look like he about to laugh as he tried his very best to hold his laughter, "Oh my god, that sound disturbingly cute Yuuri…" He whispered and tried his very best to hold his laughter but in the end broke down and laughing oh so goddamn loudly.
Yuuri's eye twitched in annoyance, "Why are you my friend again..?"
"It not like you any better Yuuri…" Celestino pointed out.
"Touché."
"So what do you say Katsuki? I don't care how much you want but please, I'm begging you, help me with this child and try to stop him from having a mental breakdown…" Yakov said.
Yuuri look dead, he was about to say 'no' but watching Phichit still laughing, he considerate it. "Sure, but two conditions."
"I'm willing to do anything, so please have mercy."
"First, I need a place to stay and two; I want to bring my dog."
"You can stay with me and Yuri and I don't really mind if you bring your dog." Yakov said.
Yuuri smirk, "Consider it done, don't worry about the bills though, I have them after Yuri win in the Grand Prix Finals."
"Thank you very much, I owe you my life." Yakov said. "Send an email to me when you coming to Russia so I can pick you up. Ask Celestino for my email by the way. And Again, I'm forever grateful, thank you." And Yakov ended the call.
Yuuri smirked devilishly at Celestino, "I'm taking a season off that you been trying to force me to have ever since I'm taking the senior division."
Celestino just smiled and sigh, "Do what you like; I can't force you to let me choreograph your programs anyway…" He said.
Phichit, who stopped laugh but still having this huge dorky grin on his face hugged him, "I'm going to miss both of you and Viktor."
Yuuri frown, "For the last time Phichit, I never intended to name Vicchan after him. Hell, I didn't know he even existed that time." He said as Phichit just laugh it off. "I know, I'm going to miss your shouting and screaming at me."
Yuuri hug him back, "Yeah, see you at the competitions Phichit."
"So much for chilling around while watching 'Supernatural'…."
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Yuri Plisetsky is nervous.
No, screw that. He is afraid and he thinks that he's going to vomit every single thing inside him, including all of his internal organs which would be nice since he probably won't have to see so many people at the competitions.
People… Soo many people was cheering for him last year and he wanted to crawl inside a hole so badly, if not, it would be nice if he was on a frozen pond so he could 'accidently' break the ice and drown inside it.
He have no idea on how he can win the gold and sure he was glad and proud but the idea on preparing for his senior debut is scary since he need to live onto people expectation like how Yuuri Katsuki does.
Yuuri Katsuki… When he first saw him in TV, he was still a child. Yuuri look soo strong and flawless in there and the way he skate… It was beauty and grace, so passionate, so full of life. After that, he began to follow up all of his competitions and he even begged his grandfather to let him to take on figure skating.
He tried to imitate Yuuri's steps and even tried to copy his skating technique but of course, it wasn't good as Yuuri does. Hell, he even tries to learn on speaking Japanese so that he could speak with him when he shares the podium with him one day.
Yuri was nervous with his senior debut as it would mean that he's going to meet Yuuri Katsuki at the competition if he manages to advance to the Grand Prix Finals. His dream is to be on the same ice with Yuuri and share the podium so he could actually stand next to him.
It would be hard since Viktor and Chris is in there but he will try.
He will.
Yuri sighs as he finishes his stretching. He opens his Instagram and scroll down to see any random picture. Only to see Yuuri's post about going to… RUSSIA!?
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[Picture of Yuuri's selfie with Phichit at the airport. Yuuri look annoyed while Phichit was happily hugging him]
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yuuri-katsuki To Russia on a break, without Phichit (THANK GOD) phichit+chu
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Yuri liked the photo and immediately opens his Twitter and frantically search for Yuuri's Twitter.
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Katsuki Yuuri yuuri-katsuki
I'm taking a season break and heading to Russia for someone. And by the way, blame phichit+chu for this.
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Yuri had to read it over ten times to confirm this but this is too good to be true and at the same time a horrible nightmare as YUURI TOOK A SEASON OFF AND HE'S IN RUSSIA!?
"Nope, I must be imagining thing…" Yuri nervously laughs.
He closes the Twitter app for a moment and opens it again. He read the post over and over again as he felt like wanted to jump off from the highest building or maybe even better, get eaten by a tiger.
Looking dead, he slump down as a very depressing aura start to surround him. "I knew it; I'm never good enough to get onto his level…" He sulked.
Viktor who was practicing on the rink notice Yuri as he skate toward him, "Hey, what's wrong?" He asks.
Viktor knew about Yuri's problem on his self-esteem and anxiety. Okay, everyone who knows Yuri knows his cripply depression and anxiety. Who doesn't anyway? He often breaks down or vomits every time it gets too intense for him and Yakov had to calm him down every time he cried.
Yuri Plisetsky is a very pure cinnamon roll. No one can deny that, he's too pure and precious for this world.
He always stutter and he is extremely shy and often ran away when he meet with stranger. Viktor could still remember when he first met him. He was clinging with his grandfather for his dear life and look like he was about to faint or die when he first met him.
Viktor pity for Yuri to be rather honest since Yuri is very talented in figure skating but sadly, he often flubbed his jumps when he became nervous. God knows how he manages to win the gold last year at the Grand Prix Finals.
Oh god, Yuri looks like he's going to have another mental breakdown. Where's Yakov when he truly needs him!? Viktor isn't good at comforting others to be honest and he isn't comfortable on seeing Yuri crying.
Viktor frowned, "Yuri, let's skate together~" He said, trying to be cheerful.
"No…" Yuri said and he sound so dead. "I'm making my senior debut only to find my life-long idol taking a season break… I guess there's need only one 'Yuri' on ice and the one who should be on the ice is Yuuri Katsuki, not me…"
Yuri's tears start to falls.
Viktor froze as he quickly took Yuri's phone and read the content inside.
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Katsuki Yuuri yuuri-katsuki
I'm taking a season break and heading to Russia for someone. And btw, blame phichit+chu for this.
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Phichit Chulanont phichit+chu:
yuuri-katsuki Hey! You said that you agreed on my OPINION!
Yuuri-Katsuki yuuri-katsuki:
phichit+chu sometimes, we need to blame others on our own choice
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Viktor frowned again, "Oh c'mon Yuri, he might have some reason!" He said, trying his very best on comforting the poor boy.
Yuri nodded as Viktor gave him a hand. He took it and stood up as he sat down at the nearby bench and put on his skating shoes.
Suddenly the door was slammed open by a man with blue rimmed glasses who aggressively kicked the door open. He look obviously pissed off.
Yuri knows who that man very well.
It's Yuuri Katsuki…
"Now, where the hell is Yuri Plisetsky!?" He yelled as Yuri immediately flinched.
"He's right here~" Viktor shouted cheerfully as he pointed t Yuri.
Angrily, he stomped his foot and walk straight toward Yuri. He slammed his foot next to Yuri on the bench as he put both of his hand on his pocket. He glared at the poor blond. "From now on, I am your coach for this season. You better be prepared for my training and I will make the gold medalist out of you Plisetsky! I won't go easy on you." Yuuri growled.
Yuri stuttered out as he let out a scream. "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!?"