Angel

I question everyday what Yakov told that 12 year old. I wonder if everything could've been prevented if I'd just known. Sadly no one would ever know, no one but Yakov.

He probably told the kid a lie, making him stay away from me. He took advantage, it's not everyday you see the legendary Russian figure skated, Viktor Nikiforov, turned into a 12 year old. Heck, much less anyone ever.

Not even a year later was Viktor found, beaten badly, in Yakovs basement, as his adult self. He was found only a month before whats to be my last Grand Pre Final. They'd rushed him to the hospital, but there was never enough time.

Yakov had taken something from me. That something I can't live without, Viktor was my everything. It started as idol worship, but I grew a sort of love for him. After my first Grand Pre was a complete failure, he had come to Japan, to be my coach. What was once a student-coach relationship, turned into something more, we called it love. We got rings, he claimed we'd get married after I win gold at the next GPF. We still did even though I landed second, that was three years ago. We both competed in Single and Pair divisions for the next two years, then he disappeared.

What surprised everyone was the routine that entered on its own. No skater was listed, just a song name. And at the start, no one had been on the ice, that is until the chorus played a second time.

If I die young

An angel,

Bury me in satin

long silver hair flowing behind.

Lay me down in a bed of roses

Bangs covered his left eye.

Sink me in a river at dawn

Viktor,

Send me away with the words of a love song

it was Viktor.

Tears streamed down my face, I doubted it.

I've never known the lovin' of a man
But it sure felt nice when he was holdin' my hand
There's a boy here in town
Say's he'll love me forever
Who would've thought forever could be severed by
The shock life
Of a short life

It was beautiful, an angel gliding on the ice. I didn't even notice the piece had ended until I felt a warmth embrace me, "Don't cry," it consoled me. I buried my head into his shoulder, as he rubbed the back my head, laying his own on mine.

I snuggled into his warmth, comforted. We both agreed to do the routine we never could: Clarity .

Honestly the two of us could never life without each other. It was known between us, I was dead to the world without him. I only competed this season in honor of him, then I never would've again. He fought my fears, my insecurities. He told me once, he had planed to quit that year, if he hadn't ended up coaching me, he would've never returned to the ice.

Viktor, you are
my angel.

Viktor, I need you, I love you.
Yuri, stay by me forever, I love you.

Songs:
~ Nightcore - If I Die Young {nightcored by koyonicNC} [original by The Band Perry]
~ Nightcore - Clarity {nightcored by NightcoreReality} [original by Zedd (feat. Foxes)]