Did you know that Yurio's auto corrects to Yuri's?
Disclaimer: I don't own Yuri! On ice
Viktor was on the side watching my every move, making me feel like I'm captivating, elegant. I turn my body and glide on the ice softly scratching my life story into it. I smile and let my skates control me letting them push me into the air to perform a triple axel. I pivot and extend my arm towards Victor, reaching for him, my yearn for him shown in my chocolate eyes. His ice blue eyes seemed to return the feeling. I knew he didn't.
"Ha ha ha!" Viktor clapped a hand over his mouth, not wanting Yuri to hear him. Oh Yuri, how wrong you are! Victor thought. Yuri was at the ice skating rink, practicing hard so that he could get Victor that gold medal. Meanwhile, Mr. Victor is reading Yuri's diar-, excuse me, journal entry from a month ago in the locker of room the skating place. Yuri, you couldn't be farther from the truth, my love for you is as strong as yours is for me.
You make my heart flutter like rose in a winter's wind. You push me to do my best, to etch my emotion into the ice, the beautiful blue ice that resemble your eyes. Ice, the thing that brought use together, that let's you be graceful, made me fall in love with you, your touch of humor may have had an effect on my too.
"Hm, interesting, very interes-"
"Victor?"
"Yurio!"
"What the hell are y- what's that?" Yurio was pointing at the diary journal thingy.
"N-nothing!" Viktor jumped up and attempted to run, but Yurio *clears throat* Yuri, grabs him and snatches the book out of his slender fingers. He flips to a random page that just so happens to be about him.
The Russian Yuri is beautiful and graceful, when he danced to On LoveAgape,it pushed me to tears, his lithe body is elegant, I could never be as good as him. Viktor probably loves him, not me, how could anyone love me.
"Viktor!" Viktor cringes at his sharp tone, waiting for the lecture to follow, "This is supposed to be private, you are so stupid, dumbass! Would you want someone to read your journal!"
"I don't have one." Viktor said more to himself than to Yurio.
"Well, um, well, if you did, would you want someone to read it!"
"Well, I wouldn't mind, really."
"Ugh, your so stupid, journals are supposed to be private, Viktor." Yurio hissed his name.
"Do you have one?" Yurio's already flushed face turned deep red.
"That's irrelevant!" Yuri ran in after hearing Yurio scream that.
"Wha-" his eyes screamed fear as he rose a shaking hand at the journal in Yurio's hands, "is that my-"
"It's not what it looks like!" Yurio screeches.
" I think it's exactly what it looks like, Yurio, we've been reading that book Yuri wrote." Viktor says innocently. Yurio's eyebrow started twitching violently.
"VIKTOOORRRR!" Yurio lunged for Viktor, but Yuri held him back looking at his feet and asked
"How much did you read?" Yurio looked at Yuri with sympathy, that's the first,
"Uh-"
"I love you too!" Viktor pulled Yuri in an embrace, Yuri stood there frozen, then returned the hug.
"Really?" Yuri whispered softly. Yurio rolled his eyes.
"Yuri, I love you, I love you with all my heart." Viktor moved to look into his eyes, them pressed his lips to his sending electricity all throughout Yuri's body. Yurio stuck out his tongue and left silently.
Viktor's tongue traced Yuri's lips, but Yuri pulled away and said
"There's going to be a class soon." Viktor whined, but left reluctantly.
Reviews are like food and I love food, please give me food! I am going to write a side one of all the entries in Yuri's diary it's called Yuri's Diar- Journal! Read if you want.