I won't say I am in Love..
The familiar scenery of Ice Castle was displayed on a computer screen. Light green eyes stared, and studied inside his darkened room the familiar skating form of someone he had barely trained with for a month alongside Viktor. "That noisy Yuko…why did she send me this…" muttered a rather disgruntled Yuratchka Plisetsky, also shortened to Yuri among his fellow rink mates, but Yurio according to…his now more than familiar acquaintances in Japan.
A slender hand, went back to the beginning of the video. After the fourth and fifth view, Yurio kept watching the Eros short programme. The intensity those dark brown eyes held, faint shivers quivered along the 15 year olds body, Yurio's green eyes widened. But soon his face could easily, match the darkest of red beet soups.
"Argh! Stupid Japanese piggy!" it was a quick shout of frustration as the blonde teen buried his head into the cat themed pillows on his bed. Green eyes glanced up at the computer screen just in time to see that final smirk, Yurio's mind stilled as he felt his entire body go still. Curdling bursts of what felt like heated flames across his pale complexion, Yurio curled into himself and finally tore his gaze away from the screen. Green eyes closed, but that did not stop his psyche to pull forth. What Yurio had been able to see, at the Japanese onsen Yu-topia.
*The Japanese Yuri,had gotten in shape so quickly. And while they had been meditating under the waterfall. Yurio had first thought of his grandfather, but one peek at the soaking wet yukata clinging to Yuri's body, a faint flush erupted upon his cheeks. Quickly closing his eyes again, and not long after Yuri had taken his hand and suggested they get back to the onsen. Before either of them caught a cold, Yurio caught the sudden surprise flickering across Yuri's features, and Yurio decided to keep quiet, it was not normal for boys and especially not with their age difference.
*To be holding hands in such a way, but Yurio felt somewhat safe, holding that hand...Yurio felt his cheeks heat up again as he sneezed, and all of a 's forhead was so close to his own "Well it seems that you haven't gotten a fever, would not be fair if you caught a cold before our show off." Yuri gave Yurio one of those gentle smiles, as they strolled back to the onsen. He was immediately ushered into one of the more secluded baths at Yu-topia, allowing Yurio to ponder this flickering heat that kept traveling up to his cheeks, but the same heat seemed to travel further south in an attempt to ignite. But Yurio quickly shook his head in denial. "I am not in Love..I am not in Love.."*
The warmth stayed long minutes playing a cautious game of igniting the embers that at times seemed to have gained a breath of air against his usual ^Russian Punk^ and ^Russian Fairy^ personalities. A faint knock on the door, tore Yurio out of his personal battle, as his eyes met the ones of his mother. "Mum you are back from work?"
The older woman smiled fondly with her own pair of green eyes at her son. As she replied "Yes Yuratchka, factory shift is over for today. But they will need me to stay later tomorrow" Yurio's shoulders sagged with the weight of his responsibility. Even when most of his price money as a rookie and when he now had, a debut as a senior skater went straight to his mother's account. Just moments ago he had allowed his thoughts to wander, away from skating. Which was what made Yurio's and his mother's lives a bit easier, the younger blonde walked over to his mother's open arms.
Into a soothing hug as he muttered apologies against his mother's coat. Vassilya Plisetsky, was aware that her own boy felt pressured to continue skating simply because it gave them a more stable income. Vassilya had only seen some recorded clips, of her son's progress courtesy of Yakov Feltsman. Even if the man looked gruff, he was a coach that cared for his students, she rubbed comforting circles around her fifteen year old's back. But the next words that came out of her son she had not expected at all, so very vulnerable and insecure. She held both her hands against Yurio's cheeks his green eyes tethered to what Vassilya recognized as a new part of her sons life. Yurio's lips quivered at that searching, yet warm gaze from his mother. "Mum, I know I need to support us both. But recently..I…I..don't know what is wrong with me, I can't think properly, not even practicing my routine.."
Absently Vassilya swept away, moisture that had just barely begun, to collect alongside her sons green eyes. A fond smile at her own Yuratchka, as she said softly; "It would be that Japanese skater you saw in that internet video?" Yurio's cheeks flared in a cautious heat. His green eyes widened in utter horror, it was not normal…everyone else said so. Especially not normal liking someone of your gender, it did not matter how far away from Moscow they lived.
The law was clear…"Yuratchka listen to me!" It was strange to hear his sweet mother raise her voice, but his internal fight temporarily stopped. "As long as you feel happy with yourself, I do not care of whom you may get feelings for in the future. The law or not, things are very different outside Russia" Yurio could only nod numbly, as his mother said he should try and relax a bit more before they ate dinner. Yurio let out a heavy sigh as he lay back down on his bed, he felt lighter. But he felt a tug around his heart strings, green eyes glanced to his left. His left hand stretched out, and clasped firmly within the sheets, Yurio's choked whisper echoed in the fifteen year olds room. "Not fair, that you can't be closer to me..I can't say it…"
AN: My first YurixYurio fic. I decided to start with Yurio's point of view. I reckon I will eventually write some more about Yuri's own troubling thoughts about this, and how they may react to seeing each other again.
A few minor notes; In Russia it is in fact a very strict law concerning same sex couples. If they are "caught" they will be sent to jail, some need to pay fines etc. And not to mention the very dominant russian orthodox church. Which have older christian views concerning this dilemma as well. A bit of angst, and tantalizing hormones just begging to reach out. Far too few fics about these two around. Either way I hope you enjoyed this one, and if you want feel free to review or send me a pm!