December of 2056:
Yuri walked in silence as he strolled down the street with his husband. It was the 40th anniversary of him winning the Grand Prix Final and Viktor had decided to take a stroll to the ninja castle in celebration. It was amazing to think of everything that had happened since the competition. Immediately after taking gold, wedding bells were ringing for Viktor and Yuuri. They decided to have an intimate wedding on Hasetsu Beach and invited only close friends and family. Even "King" JJ attended, although he was more focused on bragging about his own engagement than celebrating another.
Soon after, Viktor and Yuuri began teaching beginner skating. Given that it was biologically impossible for the two to have children, this was one alternative. The couple enjoyed watching their students learn and grow, and treated them like their own. They would attend every competition and would always cheer their pupils on. It was without a doubt that skating remained a very important aspect of their lives.
However eventually the men grew old and although their passion of skating would always exist, their bodies physically could no longer handle the strain of the sport. Though they both knew that as long as they had each other they would always be happy.
Stopping abruptly on the icy sidewalk, Viktor turned to his husband and asked, "What's on your mind my little piggy?"
Blushing from the pet name, Yuuri responded, "It's just crazy to think about everything we've done in the past 40 years," tilting his head back to watch as tiny snow flakes fall from the sky, "So much time has gone by-"
"-and I've loved every second of it," Viktor interrupts, taking Yuuri's hand and lightly squeezing it. "Our adventure isn't quite over yet my love."
"You're right..." Yuri says as he brings Viktor's own hand up to his lips to kiss his wedding ring from beneath his gloves. "We should start heading back, it's getting chilly."
"If you say so, though my home is much colder," Viktor winks causing Yuuri to blush even harder.
With their hands still locked together, the duo turned around and started to walk back home. After the death of Yuuri's parents, they had inherited Yu-topia and enjoyed living there with their standard poodle Eros, or Erochan, and spending long hours in the warm baths. In only a matter of seconds, the snow had begun to fall down harder, encouraging the couple to quicken their pace. It had been alternating between snowing and raining for a whole week now, resulting in a dirty slush to pile up on the sides of the road and ice to form on streets.
Suddenly, a loud screeching noise was heard from behind the couple. An oncoming car which had slipped on a patch of black ice and was now barreling straight towards them. Yuuri turned around just in time to realize what was happening and launched himself towards Viktor, protecting him. As if in slow motion, there was a loud bang, then Yuuri's world turned white.
Some time later:
*beep, beep, beep, beep, beep*
"Ugh..." Yuuri moaned as he shifted in his sleep.
"Wha...What is that?" Instinctually and with his eyes still closed, he turned over on his side and reached out for his husband's body, only to find empty and cold sheets. 'Maybe Vicchan is already up and surprising me with breakfast.'
Reaching over for his glasses, Yuuri shoved them onto the bridge of his nose and the room came into focus. The alarm was still going off when there came a loud banging on his bedroom door and a young yet familiar voice was saying, "Yuuri! Get up! You still need to pack for the airport!"
Shocked and hesitant, Yuuri replied, "...C-coming!" then heard footsteps walking away as an indication of the person leaving.
Yuuri then hit the snooze button on the alarm and sat up on the bed, the blankets pooling around his waist. Shaking, Yuuri brings up a hand to his face. 'My skin shouldn't be this soft... my voice shouldn't sound so young... this room is supposed to be in Detroit...'
"What is going on...?!"