Newest story is an Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamic Story based around Yuuri Katsuki and Viktor Nikiforov! The end game is Viktuuri with slight Chris x Yuuri towards the beginning. There will hardly be any angst with this piece cause the next YOI Story I'm working on is full of it.

This is for my fluff needs :'D

Basic Summary:

Katsuki Yuuri, a dime a dozen skater from the small town of Hasetsu located in Japan, had just moved to Detroit, Michigan with the hopes of becoming Japan's leading ace skater. His training under Celestino comes to an abrupt stop as his body decides to finally present his secondary gender a few months before his eighteenth birthday.

Distraught, nervous, and anxiety ridden, Yuuri is transferred to another coach in Switzerland who has taken other omega's under his wing and let them shine on the ice, including one Christophe Giacometti. Yuuri begins his newest adventure in a world so vastly different from both Japan and America, with a friend he knew from his junior days.

Yuuri learns and grows beneath Josef, a well respected beta who takes care of his students with any challenges that they face. Especially when a certain hair-headed, silver-haired alpha comes strolling into town that seems to have his sights set on his newest student.

INTRODUCTION:

Yuuri hadn't known what to do the moment he presented. Like with most things in his life, he presented late, later than normal for someone his age. His eighteenth birthday was coming up in a few months and he had yet to present. His parents had hoped he would before he left for America, but that chance left them when he arrived in the states a few months ago in mid-March.

He had always figured it would happen, his presentation of his second biology. Or maybe his body just hated him and wouldn't give him a second biology. Not unheard of, and he wouldn't exactly be opposed to it. He, like most of his family and friends from home, had guessed he hadn't presented yet due to the fact he was a beta. He had all the signs to being one, especially with two beta parents and an alpha sister. Growing up around them had structured it into his head that he would be just like them, like his caring mother and father. Or maybe he would shock them all and he would present as an alpha like his sister.

Or maybe the world would just hate him and make him an omega…

He had only known one omega in his life, Yuuko, his dear friend and old childhood crush who presented at the young age of fourteen. Her and Nishigori, his other childhood friend, were mates in every sense of the term. Married, mated, bonded, and had three children, triplets, due to omega-females and their amazing fertility. Nishigori was an alpha, the only other alpha he really ever had contact with besides his sister and his mentor Minako before he came to the states.

Yuuri never really cared for secondary genders, never really agreed with the universal thought that these genders are what describe you, make you and where you stand in life. He never really minded much about what exactly he would turn out to be… not like his body ever gave him much of a choice. When thinking about it now, he should have realized what was coming long before it ever hit him in the rush of presenting…

Like he said - he was late to most things, including his morning practice he definitely couldn't miss again or Celestino would have his head. His mind was blurry, his body overheated and screaming at him to relax, but he shot out of bed anyway even with the dull pain radiating from his center. But he was here in Detroit to train, to get better, not to lay around in his cozy bed surrounded by his blankets and accumulating pillows.

He hadn't noticed the influx of scents and sounds that surrounded him in his rush out the door and onto the early morning streets of the college campus. Or the onslaught of hormones that raged within his body as someone looked his way on his jog to the rink. He should have taken notice, but his mind was still foggy with sleep even as he stepped onto the ice with Celestino yelling commands.

The first clue with what was to come was the onslaught of heat that lit across his face and pooled in the deepest parts of his belly. He knew what to look for when presenting, but his muddled mind was set on his step sequences and not on the way his body was reacting to the deep voice of his coach nearby. Or the eyes that seemed to watch him closer that caused his body to twirl and twist tighter than normal.

He had just begun his first school year in Detroit, his training to become Japan's leading ace figure skater was a never ending process. He had no time to rest, had no time to truly let his mind focus over the facts that were laying themselves out in front of him.

Due to Japan's different school system compared to America's, he had been in the US since mid-March, training with Celestino as he officially became his coach when he agreed to start school in the fall in Detroit. Celestino worked him into the cold surface everyday, his muscles aching and screaming for relief from the grueling practices.

It was a common stress put on his body, so he thought nothing of the fleeting feelings and signs his body was giving to him with his history of nerves and anxiety. As the practice dragged on, Celestino's other students slowly left the training facility for classes or other duties as Yuuri stayed behind. He had been the only one left on the ice, Celestino watching over him with critical eyes, always calculating on where Yuuri could improve himself.

The second sign hit him then. The eyes following his body made him feel more flustered, like a fire was spreading across his body as eyes followed his movements. Normally his coach's eyes weren't a problem until he failed to continuously improve on his steps or jumps. This time, it sparked a tingling sensation along his skin, down his spine and caused his heart to race in... excitement. He didn't understand the sudden overwhelming joy but pushed on, this newfound courage pushing him to do better.

The heat began to pool again, his body lighting up with flames sending his body into overdrive. His mind started to go blank, his nerves coming back as he finally realized something wasn't right. He flubbed a jump he knew all too well, his favorite Triple Axel, and Celestino barked at him for a water break, clearly seeing the strain on Yuuri's face.

Yuuri moved towards the edge, skidding to a halt to hold onto the rink's barrier to drag deep breaths into his heated lungs. His body shook, his core on fire with what...? He couldn't place the feeling.

He didn't like the feeling.

The moment Celestino's scent hit him, he knew he was presenting. The overwhelming scent of the alpha next to him caused his body to buckle down on the ice. His legs giving out and his hands gripped the top of the barrier until his knuckles turned white. He could hear Celestino's concern in his voice, but he could smell it even more.

It terrified him. The scents consuming him fully to bring to surface what was happening to him. The smells of concern and confusion from his coach, and the lust from the onlookers still within the rink all hit him at once. His overworked body and brain brought to light what was happening just before he fell unconscious on top of the ice.

He was going into heat.

He was presenting on the ice, in front of not only his coach but his fellow skaters and strangers as well.

And the worst of it all...

He was presenting as an omega.