AN: You can probably tell that I'm not the most creative person. But I do love writing and I couldn't get this out of my head so here it is.
The light was fading as the sunset casting shadows off the tall city buildings. Yuuri had once been quite scared of the city. Hasetsu his hometown was so much smaller than Detroit. But of course he'd eventually grown used to it and he was also no longer alone as he walked homeward.
"I don't see why I've got to walk with you idiots."
"No one forced you to Yuri, besides we all live in the same general direction." Phichit Chulanont, a boy from Thailand, he was Yuuri's best friend. The first kid he'd met after he moved. He'd been so terrified and anxious but Phichit had shown up and he was everything Yuuri needed. Since then his group of friends had grown.
"Hmph." The blonde Russian sulked and Yuuri tried not to laugh knowing it would just set the boy off. Yuri the boy who shared his name, at first they had hated each other, or more Yuri had hated Yuuri, but the grumpy teen had slowly grown slightly fond of the ravenette not that he'd say it out loud, but he didn't scream nearly as much anymore so Yuuri took that as a good sign.
Christophe had assured the Japanese boy that it would be fine, after all, there was no one who couldn't love Yuuri, he was adorable. Though Christophe said that about a lot of boys. In fact, he was currently gushing about his latest love and practically skipping.
"Shut up you Perv."
"Ugh. Yurio ("Don't fucking call me that") you know nothing of love." He sighed "We're in high school the time for love is ripe and it's calling for you."
"Moron! You're the worst, the bane of existence."
"Hmmm." Chris looked at Yuri out of the corner of his eyes still texting away talking to his latest beau. "I thought that spot was reserved for Yuuri."
Yuuri looked at Chris slightly betrayed.
"I guess if you put it that way, I'd have to say it a spot reserved for my cousin."
"Cousin?" Pichit asked curiously
"I don't really want to talk about him, he's an annoying piece of shit,"
"You should mind your language Yurio." Christophe was laughing as he said it. He turned his attention to the silent Japanese boy beside them. "What about you Yuuri, do you have a crush on anyone?"
"Yuuri seemed to contemplate the question and he smiled good-naturedly "There's no one who'd ever fall in love with me."Everyone looked at Yuuri and he blushed, thankfully Chris saved him.
"Ah geez, you're all so boring, live a little!"
Yuuri was the last one left in the classroom the next day. He was always the more avid studier and his friends had learned long ago to leave him to it. The door slammed open and Yuuri jumped his pencil lead breaking on the paper and creating a rather ugly mark over his previous notes.
Yuro had kicked open the door his hands stuffed into the pockets of his hoodie. Yuuri had often scolded him about his kicking habit but it did nothing to deter the blonde Russian. He sat down in front of Yuuri turning to face him glaring hotly. "I need your help."
"What?" That was certainly something new.
"Are you free tomorrow?"
"Ummm… yes….?"
"Good, my stupid cousin has decided to visit, I don't know why his grandparents are indulging him but whatever."
"The one you were talking about yesterday… wait from Russia! He just traveled halfway around the world on a whim!?"
"I should have known not to speak of him, what that saying… speak of the devil." Yuuri glared at the ceiling for a moment. "He got here this morning and he wants me to introduce him to Chris." He made a disgusted face and Yuuri laughed.
"Chris catches another one." He laughed
"Yeah well, I told him I would, but... youshouldcometoo." There was a slightly pink tinge on Yurio's cheeks as he rushed the last bit out.
"Huh? Why would I go?"
"Because it would be stupid if ti was just me him and Chris."
"So bring Pichit."
"Why so he can gush over the two morons. No way in hell. Just show up ok."Yuri was up and out of the room before Yuuri could call him back. His head hit the desk and he sighed loudly. His phone buzzed a second later telling him when and where they were meeting. Great.
Yuuri was beyond frustrated. He looked at his phone once more and sighed. He was a bit early but wasn't that normal. And to think he was the one reluctant to come… well perhaps less reluctant than Yurio but still.
He walked further into the park and he could hear laughter and the sound of a dog barking. He looked around and shrugged going toward the noise. They were playing street hockey. They were all very young except for one, Yuuri's eyes were drawn to him instantly as he threw his head back and laughed. He had silver hair that was windswept the thin wisps dancing on the breeze. He was the only one not wearing skates but he had no problem keeping up with the children, his movements were graceful as he ran or more like danced around the kids.
Yuuri didn't even realize himself moving closer, nor did he notice the large brown poodle bounding toward him until he was tackled. Yuuri gasped but then grinned as the dog just licked his face. He reminded Yuuri of his old Poodle Vicchan.
"Makkachin down." A voice commanded and then the handsome teen was in front of him holding out a hand to help him up and smiling apologetically. "I'm sorry about him, he was just excited, I promise he's really very sweet. Yuuri was entranced by the ice blue eyes that sparkled and he blushed shaking his head slightly flustered.
"No no, it's ok." He let the older boy pull him up and dusted himself off still blushing.
"Hey you damn jerk, we told you we'd meet you at the gate." Yuri Plisetsky stomped forward, Chris trailing behind him looking relaxed.
Yuuri glanced between the two and it hit him like a truck that this was Yurio's cousin. They didn't look alike at all and he didn't seem nearly as bad as the blonde had made him out to be.
"Pleasure to meet you, I'm Viktor." He smiled at Christophe. The green eyed Frenchman was grinning hearts in his eyes as he approached Victor. Yuuri watched them as they seemed to get along almost instantly. It was quite a spectacle. Both incredibly handsome and almost too bright to look at, Yuuri felt almost ashamed of being entranced earlier.
"And, not that it matters, but this is friend A, Yuuri Katsuki."
"Yuuri and Yuri, kind of confusing."
"We just call Plitsetsky Yurio."
"Don't you dar-"
"Yurio! How cute!"
"Fuck you!" Yuuri did his best to hold the blonde back as Viktor laughed.
"Let's not fight here." Yuuri tried to calm him, Yuri turned on him "Don't fall for his charms, he's the devil." Yuuri held up his hands in surrender "Besides it's Chris he's after remember."
"Dang I'm going to be late."
"Hmm?" Chris looked confused. "For what, where are you going?"
"There" Yurio pointed to a building just beyond the small park Yuuri froze as he stared at the familiar white walls. Viktor slung a bag over his shoulder and smiled.
"I'm a figure skater."
All the air in Yuuri's lungs seems to be sucked out and he stared at Viktor in both awe and horror.
"Incroyable! Viktor you are full of surprises."
"Let's go Yuuri."
Being addressed snapped Yuuri out of his shock but he took a hesitant step back "I think I'll pass." He said looking down at his feet. Viktor walked forward grabbing his hand and getting far too close to his face blue eyes shining "You come too." He all but demanded Yuuri's eyes widened and before he knew it he was being pulled along.
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