That evening after Yuri and Victor had gotten back to the hotel room. They both threw themselves onto their beds. They both shared the same room as it had twin beds. They rolled over to face each other. 'Well Yuri.' Victor said placing his ring hand onto Yuri's cheek gently. 'Victor' Yuri said hesitantly like he was nervous. 'Hey, Victor I …I love you Victor'. Victor's eyes widened then sparkled like always. Yuri was looking right into those crystal blue eyes. It was like time was frozen in Victor's eyes. Victor didn't speak. This made Yuri's stomach turn. What if Victor feels differently? What if everything Yuri has done was meaningless? Would Victor leave him?

'Yuri' Victor suddenly said startling Yuri from his thought. 'I love you too Yuri, I thought you knew.' Yuri started to tear up from relief. He wanted that answer; it must be a dream THE Victor Nikiforov wouldn't like someone as low as him. Would he? Well he did and Yuri could tell by how serious Victor was being. Yuri let out a short sigh of relief. Victor climbed out of his bed and into Yuri's. He wrapped his arms tightly around him and kissed his forehead. 'Yuri I will never let you go. You have shown me the true meaning to love and let me find my own love.' Yuri cried a little bit more. Yuri tightened their hold by wrapping his arms around Victor.

They slept peacefully through the night. Yuri woke up and saw Victor sleeping peacefully. Yuri smiled and watched as Victor slept. He slid out of the bed onto the icy laminate flooring of the hotel. Victor stirred a little but did not wake. Yuri slipped his slippers on and walked out of the room and along the corridor to the vending machine. He wanted to get Victor a coffee for when he woke up. He bumped into Chris who was in his robes getting a coffee at the machine. 'Ah Yuri! Coffee?' Chris said as he turned around after seeing Yuri's reflection in the vending machines glass.

Yuri looked at Chris and smiled. 'good morning, Chris.' Chris pressed the button on the machine and two coffees rolled out onto a tray at the bottom. He turned and leaned against Yuri. 'Congratulations Yuri. Don't think that you can win gold today. I will be taking that medal.' Chris backed away and smiled whilst tossing Yuri a coffee. Yuri caught the Coffee but before he could notice Chris had already disappeared again.

He got another coffee from the machine and went back to his luxurious room where Victor still laid peacefully sleeping. Yuri smiled once again at the peaceful Victor. He was so happy that their feelings were mutual. He sat down on the bed next to Victor and kissed his cheek. Victor stirred awake and noticed Yuri and pulled him down into an embrace. 'good morning, Yuri.'

Yuri blushed as he looked up at Victor 'G-Good Morning Victor.'. Yuri tried to get up off of Victor but Victors embrace was tight that there was no escaping. In the end he gave up and let Victor squeeze him tightly. Yuri Hugged Victor back. They stayed this way in silence for a while. 'Good luck today, Yuri. Let's take away that gold.' Yuri looked up from Victors chest, blushing heavily, he nodded.

As the day progressed more and more skaters gathered at the hotel to place down all their luggage before going over to the rink to start practice in wait for the big skate. Yuri wasn't the first one up so he had time to prepare himself both mentally and physically. Victor stood behind him throughout the whole day. This was the final. The time for Yuri to shine in his Eros ways and present his whole career in a whole skate. His short program was the first time he finally realised his potential. How Victor had moulded him into the perfect skater. A skater who could be more successful than the legend himself. Victor breathed in deeply becoming more and more anxious for Yuri's sake.

It was time.

Time for Yuri to stand on the ice and to skate his last Eros of the season. He composed himself and shook off his jacket before taking a step forward onto the ice. He pushed with every fibre of his body forward through the short program trying to make minimal mistakes as he goes along. With a single look and a single kiss blown the program was over. There wasn't a thing left that Yuri could do. He had messed up. It hadn't gone as planned. The perfect Eros and Katsudon and turned into a sloppy mess that would not be of the highest score. Tears rolled from Yuri's cheeks onto the frozen surface that his knees rubbed against as he tried to get back up and skate away back to the safety of Victors arms.

Victor was speechless, what seemed to start so well ended in the lowest way possible. He could see Yuri thinking too hard throughout the whole skate.

The whole arena was speechless.

The two returned to the stalls to sit and watch as the last few finalists as they pushed all their own effort into their short programs. With a dull look on his face Yuri returned to the same place where he had once cried himself away. The toilets of the arena bathroom. Unbeknown to Victor, who was still immersed in the other skaters, Yuri continued to weep at his bad performance. The last skater had finished his program and had received his score. Yuri wiped his eyes and went back to Victor who had only just realised he was gone. With a single look Victor saw how Yuri had been crying. What should he do? What can he do? He thought to himself whilst looking over the red faced Yuri. Yuri gazing at the score board, was unknown to the events that were to happen as he stared out over the ice.

Victor leant over with his hand on Yuri's shoulder and kissed Yuri's delicate and sore eyes. He leant back and pulled Yuri towards him.

'Yuri, it isn't your fault. I'm sorry Yuri I could have been a better coach to you. I could have taught you better.' And with that tears began to well up in Victors eyes. Yuri didn't know what to do but he knew what he was going to say so he said it in the shy quivering voice he owned.

'Mhm, no Victor that's not what the issue is. I simply couldn't beat my coach. I wasn't good enough. But now I know for sure that I have improved he said smiling and looking up at the long lights hanging from the ceiling. Victor, I love you and I love skating. I love Russia and I love Makkachin. Victor please never blame yourself for this. It's okay now. I still have my free skate left to do so I will just try my best to score high in that.'

Victor looked over at Yuri and squeezed him a little tighter. It was time for them to return back to the hotel but first they went out to eat. It was a peaceful evening after eating and strolling about the park they went back to the hotel and fell asleep in each other's arms almost immediately after hitting the pillow. Dreaming about what could be and what could not be. What turn events may happen tomorrow to waver the score or rise it high above the clouds. For now, one thing was certain

Yuri would do anything for that Gold medal. And he had every intention of taking it.