Disclaimer: I own nothing. Yuri! on Ice does not belong to me.


Viktor was on top of the world, well on top of the skating world. A prodigy is what they called him and when he set foot on the ice everyone watched his performance in awe. Viktor won his first gold medal at the age of 20 and he was on top of the world, but he was also young. Young enough that he still believed that he would always be the best, that it did not matter what he did or said he would still be on the tallest podium with a gleaming, golden medal around his neck and nothing could drag him down.

This illusion that Viktor had constructed soon collapsed when his ex- girlfriend, Anna Plisetsky, called with the news that she is pregnant. Viktor almost dropped the phone in his panic and surprise but was able to regain his composure quickly.

"What do you want to do?" He asked through the phone. "That's why I was calling you, Viktor. I do not want to raise this baby, but I don't want to abort it. So, I thought I should ask you if raising this baby is something you'd be interested in; if not I need to make plans with a social worker to set up the adoption procedure." She said almost clinically.

"Anna, is this because you're afraid of what I'll do? We can raise this baby together; we can get married and be a family. I won't abandon you in this." I pleaded down the phone.

"This isn't about you Viktor." She angrily said. "We do not love each other nor do I want to be the cliché woman who gets pregnant and marries the father out of duty. I don't want a child, I am only 21, I have a career that I love and I'm not giving that up for something that I don't even want. I need an answer soon Viktor. You have a week to decide." Then she hung up the phone, Viktor slowly lowered the cell phone from his ear. His once bright future seemed all to dim and far away at this moment.


There were only three days left in the deadline Anna set and Viktor had been distracting himself with training. Now, as he watches a group of children play on the jungle gym on his way home a thought popped up; Will the baby be a girl or boy?

Once the flood gates opened, Viktor couldn't stop thinking about his child in the most random occasions, when he was grocery shopping he thought, would the baby be allergic to bananas like Anna? In the middle of a routine, would they like to ice skate? The one thought the pressed the most on Viktor's mind though was, would I even make a good parent?

These questions circled around in Viktor's mind until he found himself lying in bed the night before he had to give Anna an answer. As he stared at the dark void of his bedrooms ceiling, the only thoughts in his head were there reasons why he should not raise the baby. He was only twenty years old, he was too young to be a father. His career had just started and if he trained hard enough he had a high probability of winning another gold. A baby would be a distraction. He wasn't even sure if he could continue skating with a child to look after. Dating would be out of the question as well, no one wants to date a single father.

As these thoughts swirled in his brain, Viktor decided he knew his answer and was going to call Anna in the morning to tell her that he cannot handle that kind of responsibility. He then turned on his side determined to sleep peacefully the rest of the night. But as Viktor drifted off to sleep a single thought bubbled to the surface that would change his mind. I want to know my child.