Writing fic is my way of getting over my obsession. I love YOI, but sadly, I don't own it.

If you are reading this fic, I suppose you are a big Victuuri shipper. I am really sorry to break your hearts.

My name is Victor Nikiforov. If you are a big ice-skating fan, you must know me as the five times winner of the Grand Prix. However if you are not, you probably know me as one half of the popular ship 'Victuuri.'

A ship which never really existed.

It was all a charade orchestrated by the media. It was done to create an interest in the ice-skating sport. And it succeeded spectacularly. Ice-skating is now way more popular than it ever was before. Victuuri fangirls and fanboys everywhere had taken to the ice, in order to imitate their idols.

They recently told us it was enough. They did not need us to go on with it anymore. All we needed to do now was to continue with our lives till the hype dies down, and then declare that we have broken up.

I was back in St Petersburg. I really had nothing to do in the time being.

The doorbell rang. I opened the door, and I was surprised to see Yuri Plisetsky.

'Yuri! I did not know you were here, in St Petersburg.'

'Grandpa had some work here, and I decided to tag along. He insisted I meet you, and give you this.' He held out a small brown package. I opened it. There were pirozhkis inside.

'Hey, thank you, Yurio...I mean Yuri.' I took a bite of a pirozhki. It tasted like...'

'Yes, it is a pork cutlet bowl pirozhki.' Yuri said. I was reminded for a moment of my time in Hastesu and all the pork cutlet bowls I had eaten there.

'Victor'. Yuri said. 'Has anything gone wrong between you and the Japanese Yuuri?'

I gulped.'No, why?'

'Well, you haven't seen him in over a month. Yet you don't seem to miss him at all.

'I have been busy.' I said. I felt sorry for Yuri. He did not know it was all a charade. He was initially very much against me coaching Yuuri. He did not seem to like his namesake very much at first. However he eventually started getting along with him, and he ended up being a big Victuuri shipper.

'At least I knew the two of you hadn't broken up. I mean, you're still wearing your engagement ring.'

Crap! I had completely forgotten about it. I looked at my ring, and I sighed.

I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss old Katsudon.