Disclaimer:
I do not own Yuri! On Ice, nor do I claim to. My writing is all in good fun, and I do not mean to mock anyone's idea or creation regarding so.
Also, my representation of exotic dancing may be off and/or disrespectful. I mean none of what is written in any ill-mannered way, just this idea came to mind and just had to be written down.
Side note:
Victor and Yuuri will be out of character. Yuuri will obviously return to his usually blubbering, sweet self but for now has to be a cocky dick. And Victor has to be an airhead dickbag for now too.
I full heartedly ship Victuuri, but just... yeah.
Japanese Yuri is referred to as Yuuri seeing as constantly calling him "Japanese Yuri" and the other one "Russian Yuri" involves too much work.
All foreign words are curse words.
Yuuri's life— or so he sees it— is pathetic. He becomes a professional skater only to bomb his first ever Grand Prix and completely embarrass himself in front of his lifelong idol, Victor Nikiforov. After placing dead-last at the 2015 Grand Prix, Yuri planned to retire. After a year away from skating, Yuuri then proceeds to draw the attention of said lifelong idol and somehow lured him into his own pathetic life, away from his own legendary skating career. Somehow Yuuri got Victor to coach him in skating.
Well, with Victor as his coach, Yuuri won gold at his next Grand Prix and- finally with peace of mind- Yuuri retired. His coach-turned fiancé leaves him to coach Russian Yuri in their homeland. Detached and alone, he has nowhere to turn. Not wanting to shame his family anymore by his failures, he turns to dancing- erotic, pole-dancing to be exact. Yuuri uses the stage name Eros. His pole dancing career is kept hidden from his family and it isn't until his former skating rivals come to Japan for a tournament that his persona as Eros starts to come to light.
Read on as Victor tries to fix their broken relationship and as Yuuri tries to deny all that can be fixed.