A/N: My first Yuri on Ice fanfiction and I don't know if it's good or not XD. So yeah, grammar errors and mistakes can be seen so please bear with it ;-;
So the ships in here are
Viktuuri vs Yuuri X OC (nyahhahaha)
Seungchuchu of course~ ❤❤
Otari/Otario
Anyway, enjoy~ *hides*
-/-/-
-Yuuri's P.O V-
I was still shocked at the events last night to be honest. I wasn't expecting for Viktor to say that he's engaged to me. I mean, I'm just a dime a dozen figure skater while he's a Russian Legend, the Prince on Ice.
I don't know if I should be happy or scared. He's so amazing and so hot...
Ugh, I just don't see myself being his fiancé. If my I tell this to my past self, he would really not believe me and may even faint from shock.
I'm just lucky that the man I idolize and love is the man who also loves me.
I looked at my shining golden ring. I smiled and gave it a kiss. It's more than a goodluck charm now. It's a promise that Viktor and I made.
"Yuuri~"
The bubbly voice knocked me out of my thoughts. I turned and saw Phichit with Celestino walking towards me. He hugged me and smothered me even more.
"Yuuuuriii~ why didn't you tell me earlier that you and Viktor are engaged already?"
I blushed and fidgeted, "E-eh!? It was a good luck charm at first! I was also surprised when he said that it's an engagement ring..."
Phichit faced me as he held my shoulder. He showed his bright smile, "I'm happy for you Yuuri. You finally found someone you love and love you back. I'm sure Viktor would take care of you."
I nodded, "Yeah..."
"But just because you're engaged doesn't mean I'll go easy on you."
I chuckled and patted Phichit's shoulder, "I wouldn't dream of it."
Celestino then put his hand on our shoulders and smiled, "Now, now Phichit, we should start warming up. The Short Program would start in an hour."
"Oh yeah!" Phichit exclaimed, "Goodluck, Yuuri. Let's now warm up."
"Goodluck to you too, Phichit."
Phichit caught up with Celestino who went first.
But Phichit looked back at me and shouted, "I should be the best man to your wedding, Yuuuriii~~"
"PHICHIT!" I exclaimed and pray that no human in this place heard Phichit. God that was embarrassing. I don't need another paparazzi flooding me.
I then realized something. Viktor is not here.
"Viktor?" I called out. "He's still not here?"
Viktor was called by someone half an hour ago. I thought that it wouldn't take long, but it seems that I was wrong.
I saw Yurio and his coaches walking towards me. He's still showing his scowl at me but I'm unfazed by it. I'm kinda used to it by now.
"Oi Katsudon, where's your coach?" Yurio asked.
"That's what I also wanna ask. Someone called him when I was warming up half an hour ago." I said as Yurio clicked his tongue.
Yakov seemed to sigh and shook his head, "Vitya, such an irresponsible coach. Leaving his student... I apologize, Vitya is always like that."
I waved my hand and smiled, "I just wonder if any of you have seen Viktor."
"Oh, I saw him going towards the restroom." Lilia said as she pointed the direction of it.
"Oh, thank you, Lilia." I said as I bowed at her. I was about to run when Yurio held my sleeve.
"Don't disappoint me, Katsudon. I wanna kick your ass and win that gold medal."
I smiled and nodded, "Goodluck, Yuri."
"I don't need luck, Katsudon. Now go find that idiot before he goofs off."
-/-/-
I ran towards the restroom as I called for Viktor's name.
"Viktor! Where are you? The program is almost starting!"
I called out to him and finding no sign of my silver haired coach. I sighed and rubbed my forehead.
"He sure is late as ever." I whispered to myself.
Then I heard giggles and laughter by the left turn way. I peek a the corner and saw Viktor laughing. I was about to call him but I saw two women talking to him.
Before they even notice, I retreated my head and stood here in the corner. Yep, I'm eavesdropping.
I don't know why I stayed in there, hiding in the corner as I was waiting for Viktor. He was called by two women who seemed to be his acquaintance, I guess.
They laughed as they exchanged jokes.
I was about to leave when my name was mentioned.
"Hey, about your student... Yuuri Katsuki is it?" The first woman asked.
"Yeah, what about him?"
"What's this whole coach and love thing that we've been hearing about?" The other woman asked.
"Something new to try, and he did caught my interest."
The girls hummed.
"Knowing you, you're planning something, huh..."
W-what...?
"Anna is right, Viktor. Your relationships never last long. You usually just test things out."
Test? So you've been dating from the past too?
Viktor hummed as he put his finger on his chin.
"Well, he is quite a charmer. But he seems so easy to trick. " Viktor chuckled.
I was about to call his name... I have a bad feeling...
"Playing around with him seems so fun and entertaining."
Viktor...
"So I'm ending this boring game right now."
"Woah, Viktor. That seemed harsh." The girl named Anna said as she laughed.
Her friend laughed too and so as Viktor.
All of this... Is a game...?
Our love... Every story of our programs... Every detail on our steps...
A game...
"You could do better. From what I heard from rumors, he's fat and failed his jumps too much. You're just wasting your time."
"Eva is right Viktor."
My eyes became blurry as I felt my chest tightening. Not good... My anxiety...
Not good...
Not good...
A game...
A stupid game...
I covered my mouth to stifle my voice. I couldn't hear what they all said next as I ran away.
My chest tightens. It hurts... It hurts...
Everytime I ran, I could feel the pain in my chest.
-/-/-/-
-Third Person's P.O.V
Yuuri ran away from Viktor as fast as he could. He couldn't care less if he bumped any of the staff. Right now he needs a place to hide and to try to calm down.
He's breathing heavily but he continued running.
He looked at his left and saw his own changing room. He quickly went in and lock the door.
He couldn't take it anymore. He collapsed on the door and cried out.
Yuuri was breathing heavily as his eyes were wide open. Tears were continuously falling as he tried to calm himself.
Playing for fun...
Yuuri choked a sob.
Boring game...
He grabbed his head.
Game...
He tried to block every voice that enetered his head.
"Playing around with him seems so fun and entertaining."
"W-why...?"
"So I'm ending this boring game right now."
He tightly clenched his head. He tried to cry silently, but his voice betrayed him.
"Why... Why... Why... Why..."
He suddenly bumped his head at the door. He couldn't control his voice as his silently sobs became a heartbreaking cry.
"Viktor... Why..."
-/-/-/-
"Yuuri! Yuuri!" Viktor called out as he roamed around the backstage.
He returned to their usual place but found no sign of the Japanese skater.
Viktor sighed and rubbed his temple, "The program is about to start, yet Yuuri is not here... Where is he?"
Viktor looked at his right and saw Yurio with Yakov and Lilia. He called them to get attention and went towards them.
"Yurio, have you seen Yuuri?" He asked.
"Huh? Katsudon also bumped onto us and asked where the hell you were." Yurio said.
"I just talked to some aquaintances. When I returned to our usual place, he was not there." Viktor sighed.
"That's what you get for being an irresponsible coach, Viktor. Leaving your student..." Yakov grumbled.
Lilia then gasped, "Is that Yuuri Katsuki?"
From where Lilia pointed, they saw Yuuri walking towards them with his skates prepared.
"Yuuri!" Viktor ran towards him but Yuuri flinched.
"Yuuri?" Viktor noticed him flinching.
Yuuri hesitantly held the hand on his shoulder. He smiled, "Just trying to clear my mind and focus on our... The short program."
Viktor smiled, "Good! We wouldn't want you to get your head out of the game!"
Yuuri nervously chuckled.
"Oi Viktor, be prepared because Yuri will win." Yakov said.
"My protégé will surprise the audience, Yakov." Viktor answered back.
But for the first time, Yurio was silent. He didn't retort back or say some snarky comment.
His focus was on Katsuki Yuuri himself.
He was trying to calm down Viktor who kept on saying that his protégé will win, but he noticed something hollow in Yuuri's brown orbs.
"Oi Yuuri..."
They all stopped and faced Yurio when he said Yuuri's name and not the usual nickname.
Yuuri looked at him. Yurio looked away and clicked his tongue.
"Anyway, goodluck too." He said as he walked away. Yakov and Lilia followed him.
"Woah... That's the first time Yurio didn't say some snarky comment at y-"
His eyes widened.
Yuuri is just looking down. But his orbs didn't contain that familiar glow.
"Yuuri..."
Yuuri faced him and smiled, "Let's go. It's almost the six minute warm up."
-/-/-/-/-
"And now, Yuuri Katsuki is the last skater remaining on ice."
Yuuri was the last one on eyes for being the first performer. Their warm ups ended and the skaters left the ice.
He looked away from Viktor as he took a drink from his water. His thoughts still cloud his mind from what happened hours ago.
Viktor seemed to notice Yuuri's tension, "Yuuri."
"Y-yes...?"
He held Yuuri's hand and clasped his onto Viktor's lips.
"His coach is empowering their matching rings in a prayer for victory." The commentor said.
Yuuri stared at him out of shock and his eyes widened. He quickly took his hand away from the sudden kiss.
"Um, yeah... I'm off." Yuuri quickly said as he skated towards the center.
Viktor noticed something is off. He tried to call onto Yuuri but he went off.
'Something's not right here.'
Viktor noticed but he reached out too late.
'Yuuri...'
-/-/-/-
"And now he's greeted by the roaring crowd, Yuuri Katsuki of Japan!" The commenter called out.
'I never thought that this is your intention, Viktor.'
He skated towards the center.
'Playing around with me? Just what are you after?'
He couldn't hear the cheers of the crowd.
'Viktor...'
His vision blurred, he couldn't see any of the crowd, the judges, nor Viktor.
"One year after he finished the final at last place, he's now starting his short program."
Yuuri hides the way he clicked his tongue.
-/-/-/-
The music starts with the rapid guitar strums and with his first first steps. He flexed his hands down and took a seductive sway of both his arms as his posture prepared.
He faced Viktor, but with nothing more than a frown of frustration.
Viktor's eyes widened.
The rapid step sequence started releasing his seductive steps on ice. They were quick and complex, but still managed to execute them perfectly. Raising his arms, the on beat clap, and then moving into a fast tight camel spin.
Viktor almost shrugged noticing nothing wrong with Yuuri. But he noticed the slight change in Yuuri's facade.
The second program started and so as the now difficult jumps that Yuuri will execute.
From a spread eagle... He jumped.
"A triple axel!" The crowd cheered as Victor also cheered.
"Yuuri Katsuki has changed somw of his jump so he could get a higher mark." Oda said.
"Now he's going for the quadruple jump combination."
Yuuri now glided around in a graceful arc as he prepared for a combination jump.
He jumped.
"Quadruple Salchow!"
And jumped again.
"Triple toe loo-"
But he missed the landing.
"Ah! He missed the landing, but managed to get back on his feet!"
Viktor continued to stare at Yuuri but his eyebrow scrunched at the failed jump.
"Yuuri..." He caressed the ring.
Now it begins with the choreography. His moves were still quick but Viktor noticed that it lacked something.
Viktor could see it.
-/-/-/-
'Calm down, calm down...'
Yuuri's thoughts continued like a mantra. He danced flawlessly but he knows that he's not feeling it.
'I'm not feeling Eros anymore!'
He still continued dancing and showing his steps towards the entire crowd.
When he did the flying spin before the second half of the program. He's noticing that something was off.
'I can't feel it...'
His hand was hiding his face like a mask. He is showing frustration and confusion. The mix of the events that recently happened, the pressure of the Grand Prix, his anxiety...
'Shit!'
The second half begins. He scrunched his eyebrows, trying to focus on nailing his jumps.
He jumps his triple axel, he landed it flawlessly.
He tried the combination. He lands his Quad Salchow, but he missed his Triple Toe Loop.
He panicked.
'Calm down... Calm down...'
He kneels and glides on ice.
'Calm down...'
He prepares for the Quad Flip.
'Calm down...'
He jumps.
'CALM DOWN!'
He lands but with support from his hand.
'Fuck!'
The music swells and quickens as Yuuri went for the last steps. Then finally, he finishes his program with his arms around him and his head tilted back.
Yuuri panted heavily, trying to regain his breath. His eyes widened when he recalled his failed jumps.
'I missed... Two jumps...'
He slowly kneels down on the ice. He could feel the tears in his eyes.
'Being like this right now...'
He hid his face on the ice as he clenched his fist. His shoulders and hands were shaking as he lets out a choked sob.
'...it's like I'm proving to them that they're right about me...'
He didn't want to face Viktor or anyone. He just wanted to go somewhere dark and try to release his frustration.
'Damn it!'
-/-/-/-/-
Phichit noticed the way his best friend performed. It was not the way the he always saw to Yuuri.
Phichit may not be a genius like Viktor Nikiforov but he knows his best friend for so long that he recognizes anything that Yuuri is feeling right now.
He could see Yuuri skating out of frustration and confusion. The way his eyebrows were scrunched and his unnoticeable façade. Yet Phichit could see and feel all of it.
He watched as Yuuri went to the kiss and cry with a hollow look.
Even when Phichit entered the ice, he just hoped that his best friend would see him perform. At the least, he could make him smile.
-/-/-/-
"The score board for Yuuri Katsuki is..."
He heard it and remained to look down.
97.83
That was his score. They said that it was still high.
But Yuuri felt like he didn't deserve that score.
He noticed that he focused too much on his jumps, forgetting the presentation and the true story.
In his own story, the woman seduces the playboy. But now, it seemed that the seductress was lost in thought, forgetting her true purpose.
Because she saw the man that she seduces, toying with her all along.
Yuuri stood up along with Viktor. He never sneak a glance towards the silver haired man as they continued walking.
"Yuuri..."
"You go to the seats and watch the performance. I'll just change my shoes."
Yuuri walked away without sparing a glance towards Viktor.