I don't own Yuri on Ice, just having some fun while I can.

Here is a new story for you to get your teeth into. I will update when I can on all fics now.

Mixing Pot

Chapter One

Yuuri groaned as he woke up. His head was pounding and there was a nasty taste in his mouth. He moved and pain shot through him. Eyes flew open in shocked realisation as he knew what that pain meant. Yuuri shook his head, frantically trying to deny the truth that was causing the pain. He'd had sex with someone. Tears formed in his eyes as he thought of the betrayal he had done to his soulmate. He pressed a hand to the soul mark that was on his chest, not even looking at it. He rolled onto his side, embracing the pain as his punishment for what he had done.

Yuuri knew that not everyone refrained from relationships while waiting for their soulmate to appear. But he had been brought up with that belief, and he had stuck to it, not even saying yes when someone asked him out on a date. His phone rang on the bedside table. Yuuri fumbled with an arm reaching out behind him, knowing a few things onto the ground as he found it and pulled it to him. But at that moment his head was hurting and so was his heart. He wanted everything to go away, so he could just curl up in a ball and stay there. Yuuri wanted nothing to do with anyone or anything.

"Ciao, ciao," Celestino greeted his skater as Yuuri answered the call.

"Celestino," Yuuri said, his voice sounded far away to himself. It was tired, pained and full of regret.

"Yuuri?" came the concerned voice of his coach, he could hear the tears in the young man's voice, "What's wrong?" he asked, his voice taking on a soft and coaxing tone.

"I…" Yuuri said as he began to sob.

"I'm heading over all right, come and open the door for me," Celestino ordered as he ended the call and headed towards Yuuri's hotel room. Which was a few doors away from his own.

Yuuri got up, putting on some clothes when he realised he was naked underneath the covers. His eyes burned with shame as someone knocked on his door. He went over and peeked out, almost collapsing in relief as he saw Celestino. He let the Italian in and then closed the door. He stood there, feeling ashamed of his actions, looking to the floor beneath his bare feet.

Celestino turned and faced the young man, "What happened?" he asked, his voice was coaxing and gentle as he led Yuuri back over to the chairs in the room and let him sit down. Celestino took in the limp, the wince of pain and the dejected look on Yuuri's face.

"Wh… What did I do last night?" Yuuri asked hesitantly. He wanted to know the answer, but a part of him just wanted to leave the night as blank.

Celestino shook his head, "I don't really know. I got talking to one of the sponsors about you. I ended up having to leave and have dinner with him and a few other coaches and sponsors."

Yuuri winced, "I… I did something I really shouldn't have," he cried as he hid his face in his hands.

Celestino knelt down before him, moving his hands away so he could look into the sad brown eyes, "Yuuri, tell me what you know? Maybe I can help?" he asked softly.

"I slept with someone. I know I got drunk, but I don't know what I did and who… who it was," he said hiding away again.

"Oh Yuuri," Celestino sighed. He knew why Yuuri was acting so distraught now, considering he had overheard Yuuri and Phichit talking about this subject a number of times over the last couple of years. Especially when someone would ask Yuuri out. Phichit was all for being with people before settling down with his soulmate. But Yuuri was the opposite and couldn't understand how Phichit could date people that weren't his soulmate. "It's going to be okay, but we have to leave soon," he reminded him, wincing at how callous that sounded, "Why don't you have a shower and I'll pack your things away," he said, coaxing his student up from the chair.

Yuuri gave a nod as he slowly got up, grabbing what he needed for a shower and some clean clothes he walked into the bathroom. Celestino watched him go, shaking his head as he pulled out his phone. He knew it was going to be early in Detroit but had a feeling that Phichit would be able to help better if he had warning that something happening.

"Caio caio, do you have any idea what time it is?" came the mumbled answer.

"Sorry Phichit," Celestino apologised, "But I think you need to know that something happened here."

"Oh god," Phichit said, Celestino could immediately hear the worry and fear entering the nineteen year old's voice.

"Nothing like that," he said quickly reassuring him that nothing that drastic had happened. The two of them had talked when the final scores were in and both knew that Yuuri was going to be down about his results and how he had done.

"What then?" Phichit asked, sounding more awake than he had done moments early.

"During the banquet, I had to leave, dinner with sponsors and other coaches. Yuuri became drunk and slept with someone," Celestino answered him, wincing at his own bluntness.

"Fuck, that's going to…" he was cut off when a scream was heard from the bathroom.

"What the…" Celestino's eyes went wide as Yuuri burst into the room, half naked, a trembling hand over the right side of his chest. Celestino knew that the young man's soul mark was there, he had accidentally seen it a few years ago when Yuuri had been changing after training.

"It… I… It…" Yuuri stammered, he was pale and shaking as he stood there, staring wide eyed at Celestino.

"Caio caio call me back with facetime!" Phichit demanded.

Yuuri stood there shaking as Celestino quickly did so. Celestino wasn't as good as Phichit when it came to soothing Yuuri's nerves and anxiety. The Italian coach knew that this was different situation, but he hoped that Phichit would be able to help better than he would.

"Yuuri!" Phichit called as soon as he came up on screen, trying to get the attention of his best friend. Who was still standing half naked in shock in the middle of the hotel room.

"Phichit," Yuuri blinked as he looked to the familiar and reassuring face of his friend. Even if it was through a phone screen, the sight of him sooth Yuuri just that little bit more.

"What happened Yuuri?" he asked, his voice gentle and coaxing.

"It changed," he answered as he moved his hand away from his chest. It revealed his soulmark a large in bloom rose that sat to the right of his heart. Once upon a time, it was only half of a flower the colour of his soulmate's eyes, the other side missing until he met his soulmate. When soulmates talked for the first time the outline of the other side of the mark would appear as though it was being sketched onto their skin. The first touch, whether holding hands or a gentle brush of skin, the sketch would darkened to a marker like outline. With their first kiss, the colour of their soulmates mark would appear. The swirling mix that now adorned the fully blossomed rose on his chest meant that he had been intimate with his soulmate.

"Oh wow," Phichit said, "well," he didn't know what he could say.

"If you've found your soulmate why aren't they here?" Celestino asked, and then wincing as he heard Yuuri burst into tears.

"Ciao ciao not good," Phichit hissed at his coach. "Yuuri, Yuuri!" he called out, hoping that the Japanese man would be able to hear him.

"He left, he left, he didn't want me," Yuuri began to mumble as he tried to think of the reasons why he would be left alone. "No one wants me," he whispered to himself, as he collapsed to the floor, his knees no longer able to hold him up.

"Hand me to Yuuri and get ready to leave," Phichit said, "get back here as soon as."

"Yeah," Celestino agreed as he handed his phone over to Yuuri and began to pack away the few belongings that were left out.

"Yuuri, I have no doubt someone does want you. Now I need you to go and get ready. You need to come home okay," Phichit said, reassuring his best friend, while inside his heart broke for him. He didn't think a soulmate could be so callous as to sleep with them and leave them. if he ever found out who it was, he would be killing them nice and slowly if he had his way.

"O… Okay," Yuuri said, his voice sounded small as he put the phone down, getting up and doing as he was told. His mind was shutting down to cope with the rejection he was faced with.

Phichit was still on the phone when Celestino picked it back up, "We need to find out who it was," the Thai skater said bluntly.

Celestino nodded, agreeing, "I'll see what I can dig up, but I think getting him home would be the best thing to do for now. I can always talk to the other coaches later on via the phone and email," he sighed as he finished the packing. "I'm going to run to my room and grab my things. It's all packed already," he said as he put the phone down and angled it towards the bathroom, so Phichit could see the other as soon as he came out.

Celestino ran out of the room and towards his own. He let himself in grabbing his things and heading to the mini fridge. He took out a bottle of water and pulled the aspirin from his carry on. At least he would be able to help with the hangover Yuuri was suffering from at the moment. He put the carryon over his shoulder and pulled his case behind him and headed out the room after giving it one last look over to make sure that he hadn't left anything behind.

"Wish I had booked a later flight," he murmured to himself as he left the room and headed back to Yuuri's.

"Celestino," came a gruff voice from behind him.

"Yakov," he nodded in greeting to the other coach.

"Have you seen Viktor, he was supposed to meet me for breakfast, but he isn't in his room," he asked, rolling his eyes at having to chase the skater around the hotel again.

"No I haven't," Celestino shook his head, looking to where Yuuri's room was. A thought entered his mind.

"He left his room in a mess again, still hasn't packed and our flight leaves in five hours," Yakov moaned.

Celestino sighed, "Right. Sorry I can't help. But, I need to go."

"Right," Yakov said as he walked off, grumbling once more about Viktor.

Celestino hurried back to Yuuri's room. He knew that it wouldn't be Viktor since his room was a mess. He would have to give it some thought latter, for now he needed to concentrate on Yuuri and getting them to the airport. Their plane was due to go out in two and a half hours. He opened the door and walked in. Yuuri was once more standing in the middle of the room, listening to Phichit talk. Celestino handed Yuuri a bottle of water and the aspirin and waited for the young man to take one.

"Let's get going okay Yuuri," Celestino said, picking up his phone and glancing to Phichit who was still on the screen. "Meet us at the airport, all right. See if you can ask Adam to borrow his car."

Phichit nodded, "Will do. I'll see you soon then, well in about twenty hours. I'm going to try and get more sleep," and with that the facecall ended and Celestino put away his phone.

"I…" Yuuri began, tears beginning to form.

"Yuuri," Celestino said, his voice was soft, "It's all right, we'll figure things out when we're back home."

Yuuri nodded, "Okay," his voice sounded small and desolate.

Celestino's heart went out to him. He reached out and gently led him out of the room. He went to the front desk and asked them to call for a taxi. Guiding Yuuri out into the cold air of Sochi they waited for it to turn up. It didn't take long and Celestino bundled the almost unresponsive ice skater into the car. Nothing was said between the two of them as they waited for their flight to board.

Yuuri boarded the plane and stared out of the window, ignoring everything around him. The young japanese man ignored the meal that had been put in front of him during the flight. Yuuri couldn't stomach the thought of eating anything as his stomach rolled nervously as they got further and further away from where his soulmate was.

"Yuuri," Celestino said softly, getting the mans attention.

"Yeah?" Yuuri murmured, his voice braking slightly, turning to face him. Yuuri knew he had to get his head together a little more. He wanted to break down and cry, to curl up and never move again. He wanted to go home and to Yuuri, he was going the wrong way from home.

"Why don't you try and get a little sleep," he suggested, hoping that he would.

Yuuri nodded, not trusting his voice at that moment as he moved and shifted around in his seat. He sighed, he wasn't going to sleep, but he could try and pretend to, if only to stop Celestino from worrying about him. He closed his eyes and let his mind wander over what had happened. He tried to force the fleeting memories that were teasing him at the edge of his mind.

There were subtle glimpses of things. Nothing that he could pin down as he tried to chase them. Small bits of him drinking came to his mind. Music mixed with the colours around the memories. He opened his eyes and stared out of the window at the clouds that drifted below the plane. It was hours later when the steward walked over to them.

"We're serving the meal now, would you like yours?" he asked Celestino and Yuuri.

"Thank you, that would be lovely," Celestino smiled as he looked at Yuuri, waiting for him to answer.

Yuuri stared out of the window, not hearing the question that had been asked.

"Yuuri," Celestino called, placing a hand on his arm.

Yuuri jumped, eyes wide as they glanced to Celestino, "What?!" he said, breathing a little quicker from the fright.

"Sorry Yuuri," he apologised, "They're serving the meal now, would you like yours now?" he asked him.

Yuuri looked to the Steward, "Not at the moment thank you," he refused politely.

"All right, just ask when you would like it," he said as he went to start serving the meals.

Yuuri nodded and went back to staring at the passing clouds. Celestino looked at him in concern. There wasn't anything he could do at the moment. He just hoped that when they were back home in Detroit that he and Phichit would be able to help him. Celestino was also preparing emails to send out to the coaches to see if he could find out who it was that Yuuri had been with. From what he could gather Yuuri's soulmate was male. He sighed as he received his meal and ate, not really tasting anything in his worry.

Thank you for reading and I hope that you have enjoyed this first chapter.