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Striker and russian top scorer Victor Nikiforov gets ankle injury before major game in the world cup.
By Alexia Volkova
Loved by the Russians and feared by adversary teams. Victor Nikiforov could play a key role for the Russian team to go far in this World Cup. But unfortunately, the striker was injured in a training session this afternoon in Sochi colliding with his fellow colleague Alexander Orlov. Orlov, who is Nikiforov's reserve, will replace him in the match against Croatia for the Quarterfinals ... Read More.
#Meeting You #
Russia. Quarterfinal of the World Cup in Sochi. Russia and Croatia play penalties for the semi-final spot. Team principal striker Victor Nikiforov is on the bench after hurting himself in training the previous day with one of his team-mates, his boyfriend and also a striker Alexander Orlov. No longer able to keep watching, Victor decides to get up, using a crutch for support and leave the stadium.
"Vitya?" The team's coach, Yakov, calls him as he notices his movement.
"It hurts, Yakov." Victor says, and the coach allows him to leave the field.
Leaving the corridor, Victor stops when the whistle of the judge and the noise of the fans declares another goal. Head down and staring at the plastered foot, Victor limps toward the uncertainty of his future as a football player. He knew he should be on the field, shining like his idol Pelé and helping the Russian team get closer and closer to a title. But because of a stupid training accident, the doctors prevented him from playing for at least 6 months.
"Are you giving up, Nikiforov?" Someone asks in English and Victor looks up and sees himself looking at a young man with Asian features, with messy black hair, big brown eyes behind blue-rimmed glasses and wearing a black coat with the Japanese flag in front.
"That's nobody's business." Victor responds sharply.
"It's a shame because I could help you improve before the first game of Barcelona, even when your doctors have given to you 6 months of recovery." The man holds his forefinger on his face and tilts it into reflection.
"Who are you?" Victor asks sharply, already hating that whole conversation.
"Yuuri Katsuki, Physiotherapist of the Japanese Football Federation." He says, making the Russian frown.
"Mr. Katsuki." They both listen to a female voice and look at the woman graciously approaching them. "I see you've met your new patient."
"Madame Baranoskaya." The boy named Yuuri bows down to her, and Victor frowns at her.
"What do you mean by that?" He asks, seeing the former Bolshoi dancer and Yakov's ex-wife bow back to the boy.
"Vitya." She says, making the Russian look. "Meet Yuuri Katsuki, the official physiotherapist of the Japan Football Association, assistant coach of the Japanese team and FIFA Assistant Physician for this World Cup, I personally hired him to be his physiotherapist and help him recover from his injury."
"What?" Victor asked, not believing what he was hearing.
"Now that you have been introduced properly, you must go with the team to the hotel and pack your bags, Vitya. Your flight to Japan leaves at 9:15 a.m. I want you both at the reception at 7 o'clock." Lilia orders, turning her back and away from them.
What the hell? Victor wonders, confused by all that is happening.
"Scary as always." Victor listens to Katsuki and looks at him in surprise before starts laughing.
Yuuri laughs too, and Victor finds himself finding his presence enjoyable. But they shut up when they listen to the crowd going crazy.
"Looks like the game is over." Yuuri says, looking at the passage from where Victor came. "I think soon enough the teams will come here when they leave the field."
"Do you accompany me to the exit?" Victor asks, seeing the Japanese look at him in surprise.
"Of course." And with a single word, both walk inside the stadium, Yuuri accompanying him side by side even though he slowed down because of the crutch.
Victor stops walking when he sees on a big television that his team lost to Croatia, thus eliminating Russia from the World Cup.
"If I were on the field, we would certainly have won." The Russian player comments, lowering his face to the injured foot.
"That's true, you're a very talented player and sure enough, your presence there would make the difference." Yuuri Katsuki says, looking from the television to him. "But unfortunately this is not the present and nothing can change it. But ... Nothing prevents us from working hard to build our future."
Victor looks at Katsuki in surprise, watching him finish the sentence with a smile on his face.
"Katsuki, what do you want to do now?" He asks, not wanting to say goodbye to the Japanese now.
"I'm going to have dinner at the hotel restaurant and study your case before bed." Yuuri responds, looking down the streets for something.
Laughing, Victor picks up his cell phone and uses an app to call a taxi.
"Would you mind if I joined you? I would like to talk some more and get to know you, since it seems that my future on the football fields is in your hands." Victor says, watching the man look at him in surprise.
"I-I don't mind." He says, with red cheeks. "I also wanted to talk to you more, but I did not want to impose so soon."
"It's ok." Victor says, raising his arms as he sees the taxi parked. "Our transport has arrived."
"Oh." Yuuri just says, laughing again.
In the taxi, Yuuri opens the door and helps Victor to sit in the back seat, sitting in the front seat shortly after. Victor talks to the driver in Russian, determined to make a joke with the Japanese man, who obviously does not know the Russian language. When they arrive, Victor pays the driver, to Yuuri's surprise.
"This is not the hotel, where are we?" Yuuri asks, getting out of the car and looking around.
Victor gets out of the car with difficulty, and almost falls, but Yuuri holds him tightly in the arm, with a smile on his face.
"So you wanted to go on a date with me?" He says in Russian, seeing Victor look terrified and starts laughing loudly about it. "Do not worry, Victor, I'm joking."
Victor then laughs together, realizing that he is the one who was the target of a joke. He is then surprised, as it is the first time in so long that he has laughed so much in less than an hour. Even Alexander can not do that. Despite being surprised, Victor finds himself not caring so much. Maybe Yuuri will not just cure his ankle. Maybe.
Both enter a small restaurant, where Yuuri notes having a total of 7 people sitting at 3 tables. As they sit down at a table, Victor finds himself smothering a laugh as he watches the Japanese look curiously at the restaurant.
"This place serves wonderful food, but it's not very well known. Trust me." He says, when Yuuri looks at him in surprise.
"Very well, Nikiforov, but I will pay, since you seem to be responsible for our transports." Yuuri responds, smiling at the Russian.
"Fair enough. And you can call me Victor." The Russian says, smiling too.
"Then call me Yuuri, if you want." Yuuri says, and they both look at the approaching waitress.
"Good evening, Victor, I see you brought sa cutie one this time." She says, extending the menu to them.
" Spasibo, " Yuuri says, embarrassed.
"Hi, Nina, how are the kids?" Victor asks, and Yuuri watches him talk to the waitress closely.
"So if that's no problem, I'd like to start by talking about myself first, since I'll be the person who will take care of you until I recover properly." Yuuri says after the waitress leave, looking at him seriously. "My name is Yuuri Katsuki, I was born in the small town of Hasetsu, Japan, I am a physical therapist, I like good food, dancing, ice skating, listening to music, playing video games and my dog."
"You have a dog?" Victor asks, surprised. "I also have one!"
Soon he picks up the phone and opens the gallery of images, soon showing pictures of Makkachin for him.
"So cute!" Yuuri says, his eyes shining.
"Her name is Makkachin." Victor says, and cheers when Yuuri pulls out his own cell phone and is surprised by the blue poodle cover of the device. "Oh my god, how cute."
Yuuri giggles, showing him the pictures of Vicchan and seeing him praise the little poodle. Soon their meal arrives and they eat, talking about dogs and sports. Victor takes advantage and talks a little about himself. A little bit because there is not much to talk about. And the next day, they leave for Japan.
# Being With You #
Soccer Player Victor Nikiforov disappears after leaving the hotel.
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Russian Football Federation, coach of the team and Fifa claim that he is safe in recovery from his injury.
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Mysterious man who appears leaving the hotel with Russian player is Yuuri Katsuki.
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Find out who is Yuuri Katsuki and why Victor Nikiforov is in excellent hands.
~ x ~
Victor loves Japan. He only regrets not being able to enjoy the trip. At this precise moment, he is in Hasetsu, in a inn called Yutopia Akatsuki, belonging to Yuuri's family. Victor is sitting on the bed, his foot plastered on pillows and checking his social networks on the phone when he hears two door knocks.
"Come in." Victor says, smiling as Yuuri enters the room. "Yuuuuuri!"
One of the things that the Russian realized in Hasetsu is that he loves to call the name of the Japanese. Such a man always laughs when he hears his name from Russian lips.
"Well, Victor." Yuuri says, placing a mini chainsaw on the nightstand beside the bed. "Before we start, I need you to make two important choices."
From his jacket pocket, he pulls out 2 white papers and extends it to him, who looks at him in surprise.
"I know I said I could heal you until your game for your European team. I can do it, but ... Do you want it or do you want to retire from soccer?" Yuuri asks, leaning his face at him. "If you are in doubt, take one of these papers and we will continue with the choice you make. If you make a decision later, don't hesitate to tell me, I am here to help you with everything I can."
"Thank you, Yuuri." Victor says, raising his right hand and taking the paper from the left, which is saying: 'Special Recovery.'
"Do you agree with that?" Yuuri asks, smiling as he sees the Russian nod.
"Yes, I want it."
"Great, then we can begin by removing that atrocity on your right foot." Yuuri says, waiting for the papers back in the jacket. "It's common plaster to be used to treat bruises, because it's the best form of immobilization. Everyone knows that, but it's not always the ideal treatment. The one who performs the entire process of recovery is the human body itself, but this can take weeks or even months depending on the injury.
"Well ... You're the doctor." The Russian player says, scared.
Yuuri tries a lot, but seeing the player there, covering his face with his hands and screaming as the chainsaw breaks the plaster in half, makes him laugh. It ends quickly, and uses hands to open and remove the plaster of his foot. He takes advantage that the Russian is still with his eyes closed to analyze and take pictures with the cellphone.
"I'm done." He says, watching the Russian look between his fingers on his foot.
"My foot!" He exclaims, excited, but then frowns at the purple spot on his ankle.
"It's going to hurt a little, but I need you to stay strong." Yuuri sits on the bed, wrapping his foot in a black ankle support and adjusting it with a zipper.
Victor bites his lips, tolerating the pain and doing his best to not move.
"This ankle support is made of a special material that makes it more rigid, allowing you to immobilize your foot without any discomfort and is easy to take off and put on." Yuuri says, getting out of bed. "I have things to do now, so if you need anything, just send me a message, okay?"
"Thank you, Yuuri." Victor says, smiling at the Japanese.
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In his bedroom, Yuuri Katsuki studies the photos taken, the medical examinations made on the injury and the testimonials of the players present at the moment. In an open drawer, two white papers with the words 'Special Recovery' are lying there.
# Healing #
Exclusive! Player of the Russian soccer team opens the game and reveals: Victor Nikiforov is gay and Yuuri Katsuki is his new partner.
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Victor Nikiforov is gay, says anonymous player of the Russian team.
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Russian player still does not pronounce on allegations. Lawyers for the Russian Football Federation and the player himself file suits against magazines for moral damages and want to know: Who was the player who 'opened the game'?
~ x ~
The day-to-day life of the Russian player begins like this: he wakes up at 6am, with Yuuri already entering his room with a traditional Japanese breakfast for him. Then, with his help, he stretches all his body so he doesn't lose any flexibility. With an ointment that the Japanese claims to be special, he receives massages all over his foot. Yuuri helps Victor to go to the Onsen, where they both relax in the hot springs. Victor does more stretching with Yuuri's help, trying not to drool over his body. Victor had noticed on the first day that there were stretch marks on his belly, hips and back, and a strange scar on his right shoulder. Then Yuuri lets him rest in the room until lunchtime. Yuuri leads him into the room where Mama Hiroko Katsuki serves lunch, Papa Katsuki discusses football with him and Mari ... Mari just watches him out of the corner of her eye. In the afternoon, Victor accompanies Yuuri in the ice rink and in the studio of Minako Okukawa, where he teaches and supervises children to ice skate and dance ballet. Back at the inn, they dine along with other clients, plunge back into the hot springs, again doing stretching. The night ends with Victor back in the room, talking to Yuuri until he falls asleep.
"Oyasuminasai, Vicchan." Yuuri says, touching his face and walking away, leaving the room.
The days go by and Victor realizes that not only the ankle is returning to normal skin color, but also the pain is also disappearing. Immediately, Yuuri passes more exercises for him, starting with running, going up and down stairs and dancing with him.
"Your body, before the injury, was accustomed to heavy exercises. With all the exercises of stretching that you have done since you arrived here, your body didn't suffer so much from the sudden change of movement because of the injury. Let's gradually begin to return it to the state it was before and further improve your physical fitness. " Yuuri explains to him.
Soon, both are running on the sands of Hasetsu beach, along with Makkachin and Vicchan. In addition, they both work out at the gym that sits inside the ice rink under the supervision of Takeshi Nishigori, Yuuri's childhood friend and owner of Hasetsu Ice Castle along with his wife, Yuuko Nishigori.
And then, Victork makes the first mistake.
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posted a photo on Hasetsu Castle - Hasetsu - Japan.
[Photo: Victor making a victory sign with his right hand. In the background, a large eastern castle.]
I am so happy! My wound is practically healed. I can not wait to get back to the fields. #AlmostHealed #ImBackBaby #BarcelonaFC #ThankYouJapan
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TrashNikiforov: Is he going back to the fields? But didn't he said he was going to retire?
EatShitKatsuki: Don't believe that. It must have been Katsuki who posted about his retirement, and with that, make Victor's return stand out.
: No one noticed that he even mentioned Katsuki in posting and thanked Japan instead?
VityaIsMine: Of course he was not going to say anything about a stupid japanese who only knows how to be famous at the expense of others.
: EatShitKatsuki I've known Yuuri Katsuki since he was small kid and one of the things I'm sure of is that he would never do anything like that. I closely followed Nikiforov throughout his recovery, and they always talked about his return to the fields.
: VityaIsMine before you talk shit about someone you obviously do not know, do me the big favor of researching Yuuri Katsuki on Google. Thank you.
VityaIsMine: And who are you, ?
: please research about Minako Okukawa as well.
Phichi + chu: I'm very upset to see one of the best people I've ever met being criticized for something he didn't do it. I have lived with Yuuri for four years while he was studying in Detroit, and Yuuri has always been a person who does not like social networking.
: The Yuuri I know is a shy, kind, polite, and glass-hearted person I've ever met. It was not easy for him to retire from the ice and dance after the aggression he suffered four years ago. But he would not take advantage of others' success or failure. Never.
MinamiKen: Katsuki-sempai is my idol and I'm proud of it. It doesn't matter if he can no longer skate on ice. He will always be #JapansAce .
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VityaIsMine: #HolyShit
~ x ~
#Betrayed? #
The result of Victor's post was immediate. Hasetsu invaded the world media to the surprise of the small, quiet little town. Doors, glass and objects are broken, people are pushed and trampled, they would scream all over the corner. They find Victor and Yuuri on the beach, playing with the poodles, who soon notice the approaching crowd.
"Mr. Nikiforov! What about the allegations that you are gay?"
"Mr. Katsuki, are you both dating?"
"Is not it too early to be recovered from your injury?"
"Are you going to retire or are you going back to the fields?"
"Why are there two different posts on your Instagram?"
"Victor, go to Minako-sensei's studio and wait for my message. I'm going to Ice Castle, hiding there." Yuuri whispers.
"Right." Victor says, running along with the dogs to the studio.
When he gets there, only Makka arrives with him, which makes him panic.
"Don't leave." Minako says, locking himself with him.
"But Vicchan ..."
"Vicchan must have gone back to Yuuri. Don't worry." Minako looks at him, and he sits on the floor.
"What the hell is going on here?" He asks, sliding his hands into his silver hair.
"You don't know?" Minako asks, surprised.
"Yuuri will not let me use my cell phone, except to make phone calls. And I don't know Japanese to understand the news on Katsukis Television." Victor reveals, startled. "Why? What do you know?"
"And yet you still posted that picture? Are you crazy?" Minako asks, surprised that he listens.
"What is the problem?!" He exclaims, irritated.
"The problem is that you tagged Hasetsu, you idiot. That's why the media is here, making a fuss over you." She answers, holding her hand to her head. "I'm removing your banishment. Use your cell phone and see what they say not only about you, but about Yuuri as well.
And Victor obeyed. The news he finds is shocking. News about his sexuality, about his 'disappearance', about his involvement with Yuuri, about his post on Instagram saying he was going to retire ... Wait a minute. What do you mean by post on Instagram?
Victor immediately opens the app and accesses his account. There is a post 10 days ago, in which his retirement is announced.
"I did not ... I did not post this. Why the hell was I going to post this?" He exclaims, startled.
"Actually, it turns out your fans are accusing Yuuri of having made this post." Minako says, folding her arms.
She watches Victor uses his cell phone at the same time his hands shakes. And then...
"It makes sense. He might as well have picked up my cell phone and posted it."
"What the hell?! Yuuri will never ..." But Victor walks past her and leaves the studio.
He arrives at the inn, ignoring everyone's surprised eyes and noticing that Mari has just left Yuuri's room. Furious, Victor enters the room when he realizes she is distracted and sees the laptop closed and several papers on the table. He approaches and notices the half-open drawer and in it, the two papers used for him to choose. Papers with the same option.
"So that's it?" He says, putting his hand on his face and laughing.
Immediately he picks up his cell phone and buys a plane ticket to St. Petersburg. Without wasting time, he packs his bags and says goodbye to the Katsukis.
"Are you leaving without talking to my brother?" Mari asks him coldly.
"He lied to me." Victor says, looking at her with hatred. "He forced me to be treated and then posted on my social networks that I was going to retire. I'll bet he must have made a big money with me."
"I see that nothing will change your mind." She says, with a lit cigarette in her hand. "A little suggestion, you asshole. Before you speak ill of my brother to me, please remind me who Yuuri Katsuki really is."
Victor ignores her and leaves, back to Russia. What he does not understand is because he feels a strange pain in his chest. No. Not in the chest. In the heart.
~ x ~
"Vitya." He is frightened to see Lilia Baranoskaya and Yakov Feltsman there, waiting for him landing wing.
"Lila, Yakov, how good to see you again!" He says, excited.
But it freezes at the sight of their serious expression.
"Disappointing." Lilia says, frowning at him. "Absolutely disappointing."
"I expected more from you, Vitya." Yakov says, furious. "Come on, we have a press conference tonight."
"Ah, of course." Victor says, getting grumpy. "Finally the audience will know how stupid I was to believe in Yuuri Katsuki."
"You really are a fool." Lilia says, but Victor ignores her.
# Truth #
In the building of the Russian Football Association, Victor, Yakov and Lilia are seated at the main table. To the surprise of the Russian striker, young Yuri Plisetsky, Georgi, Alexander, a few other players of the team and the president of the Association also sit at the table, all facing the reporters, who begin to take photos and record.
"How much did the Russian Association pay Katsuki to treat Nikiforov?"
"Nothing." Ivan Ilyanovich, President of the Association, replied. "There was no contract involving Dr. Katsuki and us."
"Indeed." Lilia responds, folding her arms. "I have known Yuuri Katsuki for a long time, after all, I was one of the judges who awarded him the Benois de la Dance competition 10 years ago.
Loud noises takes over the room. Victor looks at her in surprise.
"Please, make silence." Ilyanovich orders, coldly.
Soon the room is silent. A reporter takes the time to ask.
"Nikiforov, what do you have to say about your sexuality?"
"Why does it really matter? I am who I want to be. If I'm gay, I'm gay. If I am straight, I am straight." Victor answers, and widens his eyes, because that's what Yuuri said that to him in one of his conversations.
"What about your Instagram posts?"
"In fact, I posted the photo in Hasetsu Castle, but I never posted it talking about retirement." Victor responds with a forced laugh. "Yuuri did it."
Suddenly, almost everyone looks at him in surprise. And then, Yuri Plisetsky stands up, making the chair he was sitting on the floor. He approaches Victor and punches him right in his face.
"Are you out of your mind, old man?" He asks furiously. "You don't know anything, so don't accuse Katsudon like that out of nowhere."
"Katsudon?" Victor asks, surprised to hear the name of one of Mama Katsuki's meals coming from the Russian's mouth.
"Remember when I hurt my right wrist? At the beginning of the world cup?" When Victor claims with surprise, Yuri continues. "Katsudon, or rather Yuuri Katsuki, found me and took care of me. Even though I knew who I was, he did not hesitate. Thanks to him, it was nothing serious, and he even cooked Katsudon when he learned that I was going to spend the night alone, saying things like 'You're only 15, Yuri. You should not be alone.' I'm accustomed to being alone, but I can't deny that I had a lot of fun with him that night. When my grandfather got worse and no one cared with that, Yuuri Katsuki bought tickets for us and went with me to the Moscow hospital, where I stayed with my grandfather until he was treated by the doctors."
"In addition, investigations carried out with the help of Katsuki and the Russian police, pointed out that the post was made here from St Petersburg at the exact time both Katsuki and Nikiforov were in Japan." Yakov says, leaving Victor terrified.
"Are these the investigations Katsuki had mentioned when he and Nikiforov were approached?"
"That's right, but before going into detail, let's review that interview, as it is something of very importance for this press conference." Ilyanovich says, raising a control and pushing a button.
On the television beside them, everyone can see Yuuri saying something to Victor and the Russian player moving away. Several reporters start to go after the Russian, but are stopped by Yuuri, who says.
" I can answer some of your questions, but please don't go after him. "
Soon, it comes into focus. He looks ahead, beginning to cringe at being surrounded by reporters.
" Mr. Katsuki, what about the accusation of the fans, who say that Nikiforov's posting about retirement was made by you? "
"Me and Nikiforov have worked together to ensure his improvement so that he can come back healed and strong in the fields. Nikiforov had the chance to retire yes, but he even decided that he still wants to return to the fields and continue to be one of the best Russian soccer players. "Yuuri responds, looking at the camera seriously.
As if looking directly at Victor.
" Why doesn't Nikiforov put it on his social networks anymore? "
" First of all, he's here to recover from the injury he suffered, not for pleasure, and for that I persuaded him not to use social networks, after all, a single post from him was enough and you're here, messing around and destroying my city and hurting people "Yuuri responds sharply, tilting his very pissed face to then. "Any more questions? "
From the camera, you can watch the reporters looking at each other.
"Mr. Katsuki, do you blame Nikiforov for the accident that made you retire from dancing and ice skating? " Someone asks, and Victor feels he does not breathe anymore.
To everyone's surprise, in that room, Yuuri opens a sad smile.
"Finally someone who did their homework," he says, clapping his hands. "No. I don't blame Victor for what happened to me. After all, he and I were the victims of someone else. "
" What are you talking about? "
" Exactly four years ago, I was in Sochi, getting ready to perform in the Grand Prix final along with the mentorship of Madame Lilia Baranoskaya. Unfortunately, I did not get to that point because a few days before, I accompanied a friend inside a bar and I ended up realizing that there were four Russian soccer players present, including Victor Nikiforov and Alexander Orlov, who were drunk, but I soon realized that there was something wrong with Nikiforov. It was then that I noticed one of the players putting a pill in his drink, which made me think it was a drug. I acted quickly and, pretending to be quite drunk, I went up among them and took Nikiforov's glass, dancing while pouring the drink on the ground .There, one of the players grabbed me by the shirt and I, with that, fell awkwardly and hit my shoulder in one of the tables. "
Ivanovich notices that Alexander and two other players present listen to the pale Katsuki interview. Victor is crying, horrified by what he was hearing.
" Apparently, it wasn't enough. I was kicked and kicked by 3 of the four soccer players, mainly on the shoulder, the displacement became serious fractures, and I spent 8 months between surgeries and therapies, because every night I had nightmares. Several doctors said that I could no longer dance or skate, and for me it was as if I had died. Because dancing was my life. And when false news about me began to emerge in the media, I decided to give up. But thanks to important people in my life, like Thai skater Phichit Chulanont, volleyball players Christophe Giacometti and Guang-Hong Ji, my mentor Minako Okukawa and my pupil Minami Kenjirou, I found my new path: Physical therapy." Yuuri stops talking, and takes a deep breath, his eyes filled with tears. "Answering your question. That night, Nikiforov was fainted when I was beaten, so he should not remember much of what happened. He is not to blame if people who claim to be his friends actually want his evil. This is also one of the reasons why Nikiforov went to Hasetsu. After all, his own injury was not an accident. All details will be announced at a press conference that will be held in Russia …"
Yuuri stops when he hears a sharp bark and turns away, his eyes widening. But the scene freezes at this very moment, because Ilyanovich paused it with the control.
"All things said by Katsuki are true. We checked the bar's security cameras and the bartender's testimony, and in fact, one of the players had put something in Nikiforov's drink. The police investigated the three at our request and indeed, with the help of Katsuki, who studied Nikiforov's ankle in detail, we were sure that this was not an accident but a cowardly act that may have cost us our World Cup continuity. " Ivanovich explains, attracting the attention of almost everyone present.
"I heard Orlov talking to two other players before training that day." Yuri Plisetsky says coolly. "He was bragging that he would finally have his space on the team, because he would take care of Nikiforov. 'A kick with the 'new' soccer shoes would be enough', he even said."
"That's a lie!" Orlov screams, already rising and going up to Plisetsky. "All you and the Japanese scum are saying are lies! "
"What are you talking about, Orlev?" Yakov asks, looking coldly at him. "Only Plisetsky accused you directly. Are you going to tell me that you're also guilty of Katsuki's injury and trying to drug Nikiforov?"
"Shut up!"Orlov screams, terrified.
"How did you feel, by playing, trampling, and kneading someone's dreams? How did you feel when you took the best of what happened in his life? How did you feel when you tortured a person who, despite not repenting for what he did, cries every night because he can't dance or skate like he used to? Do you know that Yuuri Katsuki was not only a danseur, but also a World Figure Skating Champion and an Olympic medalist?" Lilia says, and Orlov grows pale. "What about Vitya? Did you even care about him? Or did you pretend to be his boyfriend, waiting for the right moment to end him too? Do you still not realize that it was your narcissistic selfishness that brought you here to be humiliated worldwide?Maybe you should know, but this press conference is appearing all over the world and even if he does not compete anymore, Katsuki still has a great legion of fans and friends who certainly will go to great lengths to take revenge for him.
"We have nothing to do with him! He forced us to obey him, otherwise he would do the same thing to us with Nikiforov."
"It's true! Even in the bar we tried to stop him from drugging Nikiforov and knocking on Katsuki."
"You liars!"
While the collective focuses on the confusion, Victor leaves the room unnoticed. He was shaking a lot, and went to the bathroom, vomiting in the toilet the snack he had eaten on the plane. He cries a lot, unable to hold back the anguish, the pain, the hate, the loneliness he feels. At that moment, all he wants is just one thing. One person.
# Love #
"Yuuri!" He screams, sitting on the floor with both hands in his eyes. "Yuuri, Yuuri, Yuuri!"
"Yes?" He listens and raises his frightened face as he sees the Japanese man there, panting and looking at him with concern.
"Yuuri?" He whispers, lifting his hand and touching his face, which is also with streaks of tears that still fall. "You are really here?"
"Yes, you idiot." He responds, closing his eyes and letting himself be touched by the Russian. "Who do you think called Madame Baranoskaya to tell that you were traveling back to Russia? Who do you think warned Mr. Ivanovich to schedule the press conference for today? I planned to tell you all before that, but you run away from me."
"But I found the papers! You deceived me and forced me to accept being treated." He accuses Yuuri, who looks at him seriously.
"I did deceived you, but I never forced anything on you. I asked if you wanted to be treated and you agreed."
Victor looks at him in surprise, now remembering about it.
"Oh my God, it's true!" He exclaims, shedding more tears. "Forgive me, Yuuri, please forgive me."
"It's all right, Victor, I forgive you." And the Russian throws himself in his arms, which in spite of being surprised, sits and welcomes him in his arms, massaging his back.
"Yuuri, I remembered you, World Figure Skating Champion, which took place in Moscow, we took a selfie along with the other medalists and you congratulated me for winning the Champions League." Victor says, calming down slowly.
"Hmm." Yuuri continues to massage his back, with a smile on his face. "I thought you were cute that day, but when I realized that you did not remember me, I was a bit upset, and I was afraid if you remembered, you could remember what happened at the bar."
"That's right! You saved me, and I was so rude to you." Victor says, embarrassed to have been called cute by the Japanese, who looks at him with a smile on his face.
"Victor, it's okay." Yuuri says, touching his face with his left hand. "Don't worry."
"Hey, Yuuri?" Victor asks, watching him bow his face. "I know the place and the situation is not appropriate, but now, after I've thrown it all out, I feel I have even more things than I should say to you."
"What kind of things?" The Japanese man asks, and Victor gets up a little, getting to his knees and his face close to his.
Both breaths become the only sound for a while, while both just look at each other.
"You could take care of me ... Until I retire?" The Russian asks, noting Yuuri blinking twice at him, surprised.
"That is so ... boring!" Yuuri exclaims, to Victor's surprise. "I'd rather take care of you forever."
Victor gets scared by what he hears, making the Japanese laugh.
"What is it, is it so hard to believe that I want to be by your side forever?" Yuuri asks, lifting his hands and touching his face. "I love you, Victor Nikiforov."
And then, suddenly, Victor kisses him right there,on the floor of a toilet.
"Want to leave?" Yuuri asks, his face flushed.
"Don't need to say twice."
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Shocking Truth! Learn everything about what happened to Yuuri Katsuki and Victor Nikiforov.
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Photos of Alexander Orlov taking part in Orgies, using drugs and participating in illegal gambling leaks through the internet.
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Male and female teenagers accuse Orlov of rape and abuse.
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Nikiforov returns to the fields with glory, and Katsuki accompanies him to Barcelona, where he opens a clinic and uses the internet to give free classes about health and dance.
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Two years later
posted a photo in Barcelona - Spain
[Photo: two right hands side by side with golden rings on the ring finger]
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