Yuuri was sitting in the plane near the window, outside was nothing but the blue sky and clouds. He was bored, for being in the plane doing nothing for hours long since his departure from Japan. At that time, his phone vibrated and the sound of a new notification arrived was made. Yuuri checked it; it was a direct message sent to his Instagram account.
Just stay away from Victor and retire already you dirty HOE! Or else I'll slit your throat and let you die!
Said the anonymous sender, but Yuuri didn't bother to check who it was by viewing their profile. He already used to this kind of thing so it wasn't a big deal. He nonchalantly placed his phone back and resumed gazing through the window. This wasn't the first time the raven received a death threat anyway. Nothing big will happen if he chose to turn a blind eye against it.
"I really want a gold medal…"
He did win gold, but only from local competitions and never in internationals ones. He won gold from the latest Japan Nationals but to him it wasn't enough. Getting to the first place while competing with other Japanese skaters wasn't a challenge to him. Ah well, there's still Worlds and Pyeongchang Olympics, more grandiose than the previous GPF where he won silver. There's still a chance for him to win a more valuable gold medal.
"Victor, how are you doing now?"
After the GPF, Victor moved to Russia to resume training under Yakov, leaving Yuuri in Japan without a coach. That's right; he fought in Japan Nationals alone by himself without a substitute coach to help him. As a result, days of separation between the two and today was supposed first meeting of them after so long. He couldn't wait.
Yuuri had never experienced a flight very time-consuming like this before, or maybe it's just because he was too eager to see Victor again. Once he set foot to the departure hall in the airport, the first few people he saw were some Russian skaters he knew before holding the banner written "Welcome to Russia, Yuuri Katsuki~!".
Of course, Victor was one of them.
"Yuuri!"
In response, Yuuri ran towards the one who called to him. "Victor…!"
Victor spread his arms wide, for Yuuri to jump into his chest and hugging each other tight. It was so good to feel each others' warmth and presence, hearing one another's voices not from the phone once again. Yuuri buried his face into Victor's strong pecs and deeply inhaled the Russian's scent. Their height difference enabled Victor to easily plant a kiss on Yuuri's forehead.
"Victor…" Yuuri started to tear up, "I missed you so much…"
"Me too, Yuuri. Me too…" Victor tightened the hug.
"I swear to God I missed Victor so much that I can't I explain it with words."
"Only that much? While I missed Yuuri to the point I feel like I'm dying every day."
"Still, I think I missed Victor more. You have no idea how miserable I was during Japan Nationals."
"Oh really? I won't lose. I missed you more than how much you can ever miss me."
"No, Victor! It's me…!"
"Hurry up and save your stupid lovey-dovey melodrama for later dangit. I'm getting hungry," Yurio interrupted them.
Normally when these two idiots were hugging it will take ages, and not to mention their super cringey acts of intimacy without minding other people around them. Having forgotten the presence of the other Russian skaters, Victor and Yuuri immediately broke the hug. The raven afterwards showed the recent gold medal he attained, for Victor to kiss it.
When Yuuri was walking with the group while chatting with them, something went flying into his direction. It crashed onto his head with a loud thud and left Yuuri with pain.
"Ow…!"
Yuuri rubbed his throbbing forehead, it was too painful. The thing which hit his head rolled on the floor by his feet, Yuuri eyed it to see what it was – it was a bottled water. An anxious Victor lifted Yuuri's bangs to check if he was wounded, thankfully what only remained was a bump. There's no way the bottle could fly by itself. It was thrown from somewhere within the crowd.
"Who did that?!"
Victor of course, was angry. Who wouldn't? Someone had the nerves to hurt his beloved and he found it unforgivable despite unfit to be a grievous sin. No, his Yuuri shall not be hurt at whatever cost, he won't allow even a scratch inflicted on him. The Russian looked around, nobody was admitting it.
"Answer me… Who did that to Yuuri?!"
When Victor couldn't get any angrier over the lack of response from the crowd, Yuuri pulled his sleeves. "It's okay, Victor! Please don't mind it, now let's go home…"
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"Vitya, I heard somebody threw a bottled water at Katsuki this morning?"
Yakov asked Victor out of curiosity, also expecting answers from the others if they had any. All of them sat at the same table at a café while Yuuri was off to the restroom. Yakov could guess the answer was yes, judging from Victor who was in a bad mood from the airport, turned even more glum when the question was brought out. Uh oh.
"Whoever did that seriously ruins my mood for today," Victor clicked his tongue. "When I thought I will be very happy to meet Yuuri again…"
"And to think Japanese Yuri doesn't seem to care about it. I wonder why?" Mila stirred her drink with the straw, watching the ice cubes swam in the sugary ocean.
Yurio took a bite of his food, his teeth loudly scraping the fork. "Katsudon's always like that. He's barely responsive when someone's picking on him."
The blond remembered it perfectly during their first and second encounter, the first was him kicking the door of a bathroom stall where the raven was in. The second one… well, Yurio did a spinning kick to Yuuri's back and sent him flying, hitting face-flat on the counter. And trampling his face with his expensive Nike shoes where the latter should feel honoured to. Did Yuuri even fight back?
It's Georgi's turn to ask a question, "Come to think of it, has anybody seen Katsuki getting mad before?"
The group fell into silence, only the chatters of the other patrons in the café could be heard. All directed their gazes towards Victor, but the Russian seemed equally lost at words. How unbelievable, to think he was supposed to know it more than anyone else. It was not expected of Georgi to be keen enough to notice it first.
"Now you've mentioned it… I think there's a time where Yuuri yelled at me, but if I recalled perfectly it's just a "HUH?!" and nothing else?" Victor scratched his head. "Yeah, that's the only time I've seen him angry!"
"What a doormat." Yurio said while munching on his food.
Mila placed her half-eaten burger down and sighed. "Did he even read what people are saying about him in the Internet, then…?"
Victor shook his head. "He doesn't, I think. He's not really active in social media you know. Well, when he does read them he usually didn't say anything."
Everyone knew what caused the strong hatred Yuuri had received, mainly from Victor's die-hard fans. Even when now Victor had made his comeback in competitive figure skating, the hatred was going on strong much to the silver-waned man's dismay. Given Victor's position as both a competitor and a coach, he cannot be by Yuuri's side all the time to protect him this time.
Lilia who was silent all this time began to speak. "That young man surely has one hell of tolerance. Yuri, you should learn from him how to control your temper."
"You two have the same name but the difference in your personalities is like fire and ice." Yakov noted.
Georgi raised an eyebrow. "Who's the fire and who's the ice?"
Yurio just spat out the kale stuck in his teeth, pretending to not hearing anything. Victor heard his student was praised by Lilia, but he was confused on whether he should feel proud or disappointed as Yuuri's perseverance towards others served as a double-edged sword for him. They changed the topic once the person in mention returned to his seat.
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"Excuse me, may I pass?"
A group of threatening boys were lining up in front of Yuuri. Holding books in his arms, he was on his way to class from the library but stopped by these boys. From how they were looking at him, obviously they were up to something not good. What made them scary-looking was their advantage in size that Yuuri couldn't match with his lean structure.
"Hey there, girly boy."
Yuuri didn't see any chance to escape, the boys were crowding around him without leaving an opening. One of the boys snorted. "Say, I keep seeing you in television these days. Our country's hero, eh?"
"He can't be a hero! Did you see how he skates? It's too effeminate; he's not being manly at all!"
"You're right," One boy caressed Yuuri's cheek with the back of his hand. "Look at how fair and smooth your skin is. If only you're a girl, you'll be really cute. What a waste on a boy like you."
The raven clenched the books in his arms tight. He tried to not look at them; instead he stared downwards towards his shoes where it's the only direction where those boys were not in sight. At a sudden, he was pushed down, falling on the ground and lost grip on his books. The books scattered around as Yuuri painfully fell on his bottom.
"Look, he's a weakling! I'm only using one hand and he can be toppled this easily."
"I don't get what makes the girls so into you," the most intimidating of them grabbed Yuuri by the collar, "when all your girly manners make me wanna puke."
He glared at Yuuri straight into his eyes, but the raven seemed to be not faltering in any least. No signs of fear, not a hint of anger or sadness, neither a defensive act was put up in response. Instead, he was only being Yuuri – the stone-faced Ice Prince who was infamously known for his icy cold exterior to the point nobody could ever approach him.
"Why don't we try taking him somewhere and strip him, then?" One boy suggested out of blue.
Another boy snapped his fingers. "Great idea! Now we can see if he's having a dick or not down there."
"To think I also brought my sister's sailor uniform today. We should make him wear it!"
The boys howled in delight at such idea. They crowded around the trapped Yuuri closer, two of them grabbed the raven by the arm and forced him to stand up. Yuuri tried to break free from their grip, up to no avail. Yuuri opened his mouth to shout, but before he did somebody else shouted instead.
"Hold it right there!"
All averted their gaze towards the direction of the voice. The boys became panicked. "Gah! It's Nishigori!"
Takeshi was only standing there, crossing his arms and the boys fled from the scene. Yuuri was amazed, only by looking at his childhood friend here scared the bullies away. Quite a reputation Takeshi had there, though not as much as Yuuri's popularity in the school. Both of them was relieved to see each other, Takeshi for stopping them and Yuuri being unharmed.
"Yuuri, if they're bullying you again, feel free to call for my help okay?"
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During high school, Yuuri was indirectly turning down Takeshi's offer for help.
That wasn't the only time he was bullied. Yet, Yuuri had never asked for Takeshi's help during that time. Thank goodness he didn't get hurt seriously by his bullies but God knew whatever the mischief they did to him every time and how it was affecting him, which he refused to show as if nothing ever happened to him.
Takeshi and Yuuko were reading through some fan posts and social media – which they deeply regretted.
THREAD: Anti Yuuri Katsuki
bunnybunnybunbun:
You know, I could write a thesis on why Katsuki should've retired.
Nanasama97:
He's too selfish for fuckeroo's sake! First he made Victor stop skating and unable to participate in GPF, now with his comeback he still want Victor to coach him again?! How can Victor balance skating and coaching at the same time? That is too much for him! You really want to send Vitya to hospital eh, Katsuki?
MrsVictorNikiforov:
Right? He should leave my Vitya alone! Dx And the quad flip should be Vitya's signature move only!
skatinggeek:
I didn't watch this season's GPF since Victor's not competing. Any competitions without Victor should've been cancelled
Tiki Tiki:
I can't imagine a figure skating season without Victor. I mean, he is the king and nobody skates like him
h:
It makes me sadder to think Victor missed this GPF's gold thanks to him. This could've been his 6th victory orz
mclarawilsonz:
I don't get the hype around him and the relationship between him and Victor. I mean, Victor's his coach! How unethical for a student to date his own teacher!
Pomeepom:
Katsuki is sooo overrated tbh. His rise in popularity now is undeserved, unlike Vitya and Yuratchka who always work hard for the sake of Russia. What even Katsuki got? A coach to baby him around. I don't think he deserved the silver which Chris should instead.
lol lol lol lol:
#Chrisgotrobbed #silver4Chris #Katsuckyisoverrated
GrandmaFoxy777:
Speaking about Chris, I think he's the one better suited for Victor so they should end up together instead. Katsuki and Victor have zero chemistry and make a bland couple compared to Victor and Chris who complement each other perfectly and both are equally sexy
Victor'sgoldmedals:
Let's pray for Katsuki to not win any gold medals in the future even if he landed a quintuple axel, his skating is garbage. Just give the golds to either Vitya or Yuratchka as they are better skaters.
Cheese_and_Ham:
Vitya and Yuratchka can whoop his ass anytime!
AAA#1stan:
Anyway I DON'T WANT HIM IN RUSSIA! JUST GO BACK TO JAPAN AND BE A GEISHA OR SOMETHING!
"Why fandoms are so cancerous?"
Takeshi furrowed his brows and gritted his teeth. His face was red from containing his rage, or else he's going to break the phone into pieces. Yuuko sighed. She patted her husband's back, "whose fandom do you think it is, anyway?"
Of course, Victor's fans were the loudest in the figure skating community and also known for being the most vicious of all fanbases. Though there are many fans of Victor loved Yuuri as well, some of his other fans were the major contributors for Yuuri's hate groups which grew in number fast like how the plague spread.
"They really had a lot of valuable time to waste. Can't they just leave Yuuri alone? He didn't do anything wrong!"
"These guys certainly are people with the thickest heads. I feel bad for Yuuri-kun."
Loop peeped into the phone Takeshi was holding. "But we've never heard Yuuri saying anything about his haters. He's not angry at what they said about him?"
Takeshi sighed, reminded of the time he told Yuuri to ask for his help if somebody's bullying him again – which the latter didn't.
"Well, he's always been like that."