A/N: Chapter Revised on 27/3/17.

Warnings of OOCness, not good at writing them but cannot resist writing about them. OCs alert ahead.

Title: Stop, Pause & Rewind: Butterfly Effects

Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to YOI characters. However, I do own the rights to the Original Characters featured in the story.

Chapter 1

Yuuri Katsuki woke to the sound of Phichit screaming into his ear that he was late for practice. For a while, he was feeling very much disoriented as it has been some years since his retirement from professional figure skating. While he had taken up co-coaching by assisting his husband of nearly twenty years, Viktor Nikiforov with the students under the Russian's guidance. It would not hurt a dime if he opt to sleep in instead of heading down to the rink.

However, once his mind registered the idea that it was actually Phichit that was yelling into his ears he sat up abruptly in bed. Making a random grab at the bedside table where his glasses should have rested upon, he found himself hitting wall instead.

'What the...?!' Opening his eyes, as he squinted to look he found himself staring into one of his many posters of Viktor Nikiforov instead. Now he was alarm, because he was quite certain all the posters featuring his husband was remove and kept safely away in storage by now.

So, it did not make any sense for him to see posters of Viktor being plastered all over the wall of their room. After all, what was the point when he had the man himself cuddling up to him all night? No, wait a minute... that voice just now belongs to Phichit. Shouldn't Phichit be in Thailand working on his latest ice show? How could he have been here?

Taking a deep breath, Yuuri slowly shift his eyes away from the posters and survey the surrounding instead.

'White ceilings... and the typical 2.4 inches tube form of the LED power-saving lights that decorated majority of the school dormitory building, heaps of clothes piling at the opposite end of the room waiting for someone to come by and collect them for laundry; and an incredibly young-looking Phichit Chulanont.' The moment Yuuri's eyes landed upon his young room-mate, he could not helped but let out a yelp in response.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" Yuuri yelped as he jump out of bed, looking deathly pale as though he had seen a ghost. The sight of his young friend was enough to send Yuuri's mind into an overload state of frenzy nerves, his first and utmost thought was that this was a dream. Because, time-travel is unrealistic so it couldn't be happening at all.

"A dream... this is a dream. No need to worry, just go back to sleep and it will all be fine later." Yuuri was mumbling to himself under his breath as he started inching back towards the bed again.

"Yuuri...? Are you okay? You are looking quite pale..." Phichit asked in concern, now that he had noticed his friend's paleness and the incoherent mumblings that he finds it hard to catch wind of.

Yuuri ignored Phichit's words of concern ringing next to his ears, he was trying to focus on the idea of falling back asleep.

"Yuuri... are you alright? Are you having a panic attack? Is this about the impending qualifying tournament?" Phichit frowned, as he ventured forward trying to help calm his friend down only to find himself being push away.

"NO! Don't Touch Me!" Yuuri snapped, but still the harm has been done. Phichit had already touched him once, and with that Yuuri could no longer fool himself into thinking that this whole situation is merely just a dream. Like it or not, he was apparently back in time and back in his old dorm room while he was still studying in Detroit.

Yuuri cringe when he realized what he had done, but he couldn't help it. His nerves were acting up due to the being back in the past situation that his logic had all but forsaken him for now. Until his logical sense of mind managed to grasp control of his mental state, he cannot handle speaking to anyone without sounding upset or snappy. Hell, he did not even had it in him to apologize to Phichit now. His mind and emotions were all over the place, part of him wants to bawl while the other part of him just want to shut everything out by hiding himself under his blankets and disappear from everyone's sight.

Phichit takes a deep breath and tell himself not to take it to heart, Yuuri was obviously not in his usual state of mind. And so after allowing a minute of silence to calm himself down, Phichit spoke up again. "Yuuri, do you need some time alone to work things out? Shall I tell Ciao Ciao that you are not coming in for practice today?"

"..." Yuuri did not respond, he was still stuck in his mind trying to comprehend this entire situation. Since Yuuri failed to respond, Phichit ended up not only informing Celestino that Yuuri was in no condition to practice for the day. He had also taken the initiative to apply leave of absence for Yuuri's classes for the day, and later proceeds on to collect notes for Yuuri's behalf despite the fact that he was in a totally different course of study from Yuuri.

The only reason he was even allowed to become Yuuri's room-mate was mainly because they are both members of the Detroit Skating Club which Celestino was in charge of coaching. That, and Celestino had managed to pull some strings for Phichit by cashing in on some favors which the dorm manager owe him apparently.

The first day that Yuuri realized he was in the past, he spend the day alternating between hysterics and denial. It was only the second day did he finally managed to somehow pull himself together and started to re-establish communications with Phichit and Celestino. While he was not in the mood to skate, he knew he at least had to make a re-appearance at the rink even if it was just to set Celestino's mind at ease.

Although, Yuuri had ponder over the idea of withdrawing from the competition as well but in the end he decided against it. After all, how could he gave up his only possible chance to meet Viktor in person?! In the end, the thought of meeting Viktor again becomes his motivating factor to get himself to the rink for practice every night to prevent himself from getting rusty. Which Yuuri supposed he is rusty in his skating to a certain extent, since it has been ages since he took to the ice mentally if not physically.

"So Yuuri... are you planning on practicing at night instead of joining us for the morning practice again?" Phichit asked, on the third morning after Yuuri's sudden emotional meltdown.

"Yes...I don't really want to mingle around with people now. And I have some things that I wanted to do this morning." Yuuri responded, trying his best to smile only to end up grimacing instead.

"Alright... I'll let Celestino knows to check on your routine tonight...Do you need me to pick up dinner for you later?" Phichit sighs, while he missed having his friend around for morning practice... he also knows not to push Yuuri.

"Sure... I shall leave the menu up to your decision." Yuuri commented half-heartedly, his mind counting down the seconds until he could be alone again.

Once Phichit left the room, Yuuri felt his forced smile disappearing immediately. Honestly, he don't feel like doing anything at all... but he also knew denial would not solve anything. It certainly would not bring his husband back to him, seeing as he is unable to find his Viktor at this point of time... at the very least, he could still focus his attention on the Viktor of this time period, right?

With that thought in mind, Yuuri settled himself in front of his study desk where his laptop sat upon.

Turning on the power switch of the laptop, Yuuri shifted his attention to his desk calendar while waiting for the laptop to run its setup. It takes some time for the laptop to load the desktop screen, as this particular laptop runs on an older system thus the slow loading speed.

25th September 2015 is the date, and it has been three days since his hysterical meltdown in front of Phichit. Based on what his younger self had written on the calendar, Viktor had gotten assigned with the Skate Canada and Cup of China for this year's GPF series qualifying tournament. Whereas he had gotten Skate America and the NHK Trophy, if his memory serves him correctly.

Skate America is in two weeks' time, so if he decided to not withdraw from the competition... he only have fourteen days to re-learn his routine for the Short Program and Free Skate. That would not be a problem if he can managed to recall his program routines, common sense tell him that there would not be any problems for him to do so as there is only one quad arrangement which is a quad toe-loop for his free skate that Celestino had choreograph for him.

Yuuri was jolt out from his thoughts when his laptop had finished loading, and a 'ding' sound notified him of a new mail coming in.

Still half-distracted, he loaded his email account without hesitation. The moment the page completed loading, he realized that he had just receive an email notification from YouTube on his subscription of Viktor's official channel alerting him to the fact that there will be a live streaming of a press conference about a change in Viktor Nikiforov's theme for the season.

'Huh? A theme change with his first qualifying tournament only one week away?' Yuuri had to admit this was rare indeed, but he was more surprised by the fact that ISU actually approved the change in theme this late in time.

Hurriedly, Yuuri paused in his task of sorting through his neglected email account and decided that it might be best for him to catch the live stream of the press conference now and not to wait for a later release that comes with English subtitles. After all, you don't spend twenty years living with Viktor Nikiforov and not pick up the language Russian.

Yuuri make it a point not to drink or eat anything while watching the press conference, he knew by now any attempts at eating or drinking while Viktor is involve in speaking would end up with him choking due to shock and surprise. So when Viktor announced that he has decided to do a change on his performance theme for the season, Yuuri was completely ready for it.

"Okay... so Viktor is changing his theme for the season, despite being a little sudden but it's not really that much of a big deal since Viktor lives for surprising the audiences. " Yuuri tried to keep himself from over-reacting at the sheer possibility that Viktor might be in the same situation as him.

It was just at this particular time that Yuuri received a twitter and instagram notification that Viktor Nikiforov had followed him. For a while, he stared uncomprehending at his phone thinking it a hallucination but once he realize that the notification is not vanishing... he sighed and drop a friend requests to Viktor Nikiforov's Facebook account instead. If he was uncertain of Viktor's reason for changing his theme for the season before, he wasn't anymore. His instagram account is private, and while the twitter account Viktor followed him on was his official account ... it make no sense for the Russian to follow his private instagram account unless the man knows for certain it was him that own that instagram account. After all, his current profile picture for his instagram is a bowl of pork cutlet rice.

Friend Request Message to ViktorN: I assume you are in the same boat as me, we need to talk. Call me on Facebook ASAP.

Less than a minute after sending the requests, his friend requests was accept and Viktor replied to his message soon after.

To KatsudonYuuri: Will call you after the press conference, *insert wink emoji*

~ to be continued~

Date completed: 24/2/17.

Date edited: 27/3/17.