*Disclaimer, Yuuri on Ice is not mine but Yuuri belongs to Viktor and I take no objections xD

I dedicate this first chapter to the YOI fandom who broke several anime viewing sites when ep12 came out because we we're born to ship Vikturi! \m/

~Start of Chapter 1~

Japan

Yuuri just got home from Barcelona from his third consecutive win on the Grand Prix. He is exhausted and drained from all the reporters who wanted to have interviews with him. He just arrived in the airport and it doesn't seem like the interviews are ending soon. Camera flashes and microphones are pointed at him. Sounds flew past his ears as he is tired of hearing the same questions over and over again. How does it feel to be following in your coach's footsteps? Will you continue on your career even after you become a five consecutive gold champion like Viktor? What routines will have Viktor teach you? What does it feel to compete with your coach and idol, Viktor? He sighed. Yuuri's not hearing anything clearly but he can actually predict what they are actually saying.

"Yuuri!"

Automatically, his head turned to where the sound came from. And it's like the whole sea of reporters and fans suddenly divided to make a way to the one and only Viktor Nikiforov. He's still the same old Viktor, flashing his famous smile and arms open wide although Yuuri can see through that smile and he can actually see that he is also quite tired. He won silver (because Yuuri won by a few decimal points) and decided to go back to Japan earlier than Yuuri to 'minimize paparazzi and interviews' but it hadn't worked at all. He walked towards him with a tired but proud smile and hugged him tight. Camera flashes overwhelmed them but they are in their own world.

"Viktor, congratulations for another safe and successful season this year... I've come this far and I hope you continue guiding me throughout my career." He said against his shoulder, burying his face so that the media won't actually see his tears.

"You think I would stop now? Two more consecutive wins and maybe, just maybe, we could think of settling down and maybe let Yurio take the reins from there?" Viktor said as he soothed out Yuuri's ruffled hair. Yuuri slowly pushed out of the hug and reached for his gold medal inside his pocket.

"It's my third gold... and I still can't believe it!" He cried. He's not even conscious anymore that the whole world will see this in a few hours.

"I know... and that deserves another kiss." Viktor said as he leaned down and kissed the gold medal before he wiped out the tears spilling from Yuuri's eyes. "Now, stop that crying and let's go home." Viktor said with a smile and Yuuri nodded.

Yuuri is then led out of the airport... more like Viktor dragged him out while holding his hand. More camera flashes and murmurs covered them but Viktor doesn't even seem to care and Yuuri still can't help but blush. This is gonna be all over the Internet again won't it?

"Get in. Hurry."

"Get in wha—?" Then he was pushed inside a black car with cream and plush seats. Viktor followed suit and slammed the door shut before the media caught up to the car. "To Hasetsu please." Soon after, the car started and ran off.

"V-Viktor? Why didn't we take the train?" Yuuri asked him with wide and confused eyes.

"You may be able to outrun the media on public transportation but you can't possibly think that you outrun the public right?" Oh snap, right. As Viktor settled down, he leaned his head to the car's window and watched the familiar figures of home come into view; bustling ramen shops, the shrines off in the distance, throngs of people in intersections and a whole lot more.

"Yuuri." He slowly turned to his coach. Viktor reached out to cup his face and settled his forehead against his. "Welcome home and congratulations for winning."

"Arigatou." Yuuri murmured and he can feel Viktor's breathing just teasing his lips.

"Can I kiss something else other than the medal?" He could feel his coach's playful smile but at the same time he can feel that he is actually serious. What surprised him more is he found himself nodding and Viktor didn't waste a second to put his lips against Yuuri's.

Everything just felt right. In the darkness of the car, Yuuri's exhaustion suddenly left his body and nothing else mattered; only Viktor mattered. His hands travelled to Viktor's hair and he found himself soothing and playing the ends of it. Viktor broke the kiss and looked at Yuuri like he'd given him the world. "I never thought you'd agree." He smiled and kissed Yuuri's ring. And it hit Yuuri, he just kissed the Viktor Nikiforov, in the car, like he is his. It's been a while since that first kiss and he couldn't just get used to it. He blushed intensely and thanked the dimness inside the car. "Ah, you're blushing aren't you? You're cheeks are warm."

"Viktor!"

...

"Tadaima! Minna, I brought Yuuri home~!" Viktor shouted as he entered the Yu-topia Akatsuki Hot Springs excitedly. A chorus of squeals and warm welcomes were heard from the inside as Yuuri removed his shoes, picked up Victor's shoes (which he just left in the middle of the doorway) and their baggage, and placed them neatly by the side before he stepped in.

"Tadai—" "Yuuri~!"

Yuri is hugged by Yuuri's self-proclaimed number one fans, the triplets, Axel, Lutz and Loop. They are growing quite nicely and are quite taller than the last time he saw them.

"Okaeri Yuuri! Okaeri Viktor!" "Congratulations on your success!" "Hope you'll get another gold next season!"

"Hai hai hai, calm down girls. Yuuri just came home. He needs some rest." Yuuko appeared behind the girls. "Why don't you girls go sit by the table?" They surprisingly obliged. Viktor suddenly draped an arm around Yuuri.

"Look at them fan girling over you just because you won gold." He said with a pout. Yuuri just flashed him a smile.

"Oh don't worry Viktor. Those girls still can't get over your performance." Takeshi said with a grin as he followed his girls. Yuuri's mother came up to him with tears in her eyes and with his father standing close to her.

"Omedetou Yuuri. And Viktor too. That was a spectacular performance." His mother said. "You made us very proud." His father followed up.

"Arigatou, Okasan, Otosan" Yuuri said as he hugged her.

Viktor smiled at the heart-warming scene unravelling in front of him and suddenly he felt like tearing up.

"Well let's begin this party shall we~?" Minako-sensei announced, holding a bottle of sake in her hand. And a chorus of yeahs were heard from everybody.

...

After the dinner party, everyone started to leave one by one. The Nishigoris went home first as the triplets are getting sleepy and it is getting late. Yuuri figured that since Minako-sensei is drunk again, his Mom would insist that she sleep here for the night. Surprisingly, Viktor wasn't that drunk to the point of stripping in front of everybody. Yuuri can see a slight blush on Viktor's cheeks as he cleaned up the table. He wasn't saying anything and he looks like he's pondering on something and his thoughts have brought him to a world faraway from this one... He looks distant.

Yuuri didn't realize how long he was staring at him till Viktor looked him straight in the eye and smiled at him. "Why are you staring at me like that? I might melt you know." He teased.

"Is it that bad to stare at you now?" Yuuri pouted and continued cleaning up. Viktor laughed.

"Hey, I was just teasing. I know, we could go the hot springs for a bit so that I can sober up and have a less uncomfortable hangover tomorrow." He said it like a light bulb suddenly appeared on the top of his head. Yuuri smiled. There, he's back to his usual self. "Just go on ahead then, and I'll follow after you after I finish cleaning up."

Viktor reminisced the first time he soaked in these springs years ago. He's got his sights set on this infamous skater who he saw a lot of potential lying dormant within him. He was a little bit uncertain of being a coach but if he didn't act then, he'd lose the chance to develop that potential forever and look where it brought them. Yuuri's on his third consecutive win. He's actually laying low for a while now and is planning to pass the crown to the younger skaters.

A lot of this happened since then. Yuuri's growing more and more in each season. Coaching him might have changed Viktor too. Back then, he would always think of the audience first. He thought it was being selfless. He would always think of how he could surprise them. But now, seeing Yuuri perform, Viktor realized that it alright to skate out there to express yourself and your feelings.

"You're deep in thought again." Yuuri said as he entered the bath. Viktor blinked a few times just to bring himself back to reality.

"I'm sorry... I have a lot on my mind recently..." He said honestly. I don't know which to act on first...

"Like what? Would you tell me?" Yuuri asked as he gently came in the water and sat across him.

Viktor didn't know where to start but there was one word he blurted out that summed everything. "Us."

"Eh?" Yuuri stared at him, confused and surprised as he made his way across to him, Viktor held his hand and pulled him close till they were standing inches away from each other.

"A lot of things happened. You happened to me and everything suddenly changed. And I don't think I'll be able to leave you alone even after I retire." Viktor ranted out. Maybe it was because of the alcohol but he's not stopping here. He already started so why not finish it off? "You're a miracle that happened to me Yuuri. And I'm not letting you go." Yuuri just stood there and had the same thought he had, a few years ago: What is he saying, standing here buck naked? He almost laughed but Viktor's serious face stopped him to do so.

"I know... I don't want you to leave either... See, I've always admired you and I'm not gonna let you leave me just like that..." He said as he turned away to face the waters. He saw his reflection in the waters, flushed but proud. Viktor caught his chin and pulled his face to face his.

"I'm glad you wanted me to stay." And he kissed him again, his hands cupping his face. Although this time it was passionate, it was nothing like the kiss in the car earlier. It was forceful, like Viktor can't get enough of him, and at the same time he was handling him gently like he would break any moment if wasn't careful enough. Yuuri wasn't as flustered as he was the first time and the kiss didn't seem as foreign as it was before.

He broke the kiss just to kiss his hands. "I am tired of our training routine for the season. I can't get enough alone time with you so I'm making up for lost time you hear me?" He smirked.

"Are you suggesting to take a few weeks off before we start training for the next season?" Yuuri raised his brow in question, the memory of the kiss far from his mind. Viktor was usually a slave driver when it comes to training and preparation and it unusual for him to suggest slacking even it's only for a few weeks.

"Hmm... it's just a few weeks and I want to clear up my mind a little bit. Is it that unusual?" He asked as shiver ran up his spine.

"C'mon Viktor, let's get out of here before we actually freeze to death."

"I know a way for us to get warm." Viktor said suddenly.

"What?"

"Kiss me." He said cutely with a wink which made Yuuri blush beet red. Yuuri got out of the spring and snatched both of their towels and threw one at Viktor which he immediately caught before it landed on his face.

"Viktor! Stop teasing me!" He said as he ran inside, away from the cold breeze outside. What the hell was that about? And what the hell is wrong with me? I shouldn't be kissing my own coach right? And he shouldn't be flirting with me like that!

"Yuuri~!"

Yuuri then moved fast enough to dress up in his PJs when Viktor entered the room, naked. God, this man has the body for sure...

"I was just kidding, you know that right?" He said as he came up to his clothes and started to put them on. After a while, he draped his towel around his neck to warm him up a little bit more.

"I know I know. Well... I'll see you tomorrow morning then Viktor..." He turned to walk back to his room but then turned back to hug him. "Thank you for everything. I can't thank you enough." Viktor wasn't able to process it at first but he found the right words to tell him.

"You got there with your own set of skills Yuuri. I only helped to develop those. I told you before, I won't teach you anything you don't know and that means you know things, you just had to believe in yourself." He hugged him back while rubbing his back. "Really, congratulations on your third consecutive win."

"Thank you." He said as he actually wiped a few tears that escaped his eye. "Let's go to sleep... and you need to rest to minimize the effect of your hangover."

"And you need all the sleep you can get. I know you're still jet-lagged." Viktor told him before he yawned and rubbed his eyes.

"Good night Viktor."

"Good night Yuuri... Sweet dreams." He said as he kissed him on the forehead one last time before he walked pass him, touching that warm spot where he just kissed him again. He could feel his cheeks flaming hot again, although it wasn't actually from embarrassment but from the realization that Viktor really does care about him and that it might be too late to actually stop what is blossoming between them.

~End of Chapter 1~

Yaaaay~! I'm actually back to writing well halleluiah! xD

Anyway, I'm will not be able to update as frequent as before but don't worry, this pairing will actually get me writing in no time... I actually wanted to ask if its better in the third person's POV or should I convert it into and individual POV? I'm actually still debating. Let me know your opinions... and as usual, virtual cookies for everyone!

P.S. I live for your reviews! Tell me what you think about this first chap? Would you like me to continue? You could always leave your ideas in the reviews and maybe I will actually use them.

For now that's all, ja ne~!