I dont own Yuri on Ice, nor do I own the song "Into the Night" by Santana & Chad Kroger...enjoy :)
Into the Night
Viktor was lounging in his office listening to the radio as he came up with new ideas for my next freestyle program, reviewing previous performances.
"Next up, is 'Into the Night' by Santana and Chad Kroger," the radio DJ said as the song started to play.
Viktor sat up, the papers on his chest scattering across the floor. "That's it!" he shouted, swinging his legs around, startling Maccachin.
"What's it?" I asked as I came into the office, carrying two steaming cups of tea.
"I just came up with a brand-new idea for your next performance, Lyubov moya," Viktor said, pecking me on the cheek, accepting his cup.
"Well, I can't wait to perform it! I know it will be a huge success," I said with a smile as I leaned into Viktor.
In the rink
"Ok, Lyubov moya, I'm going to show you some things. Let me know what you think. Hit the music," Viktor said as he glided to the center of the ice.
He skated in time with the music, and, by the end, I was on my feet, completely enamored by the performance.
"Aibou, I love it! The crowd is going to go crazy!" I said, skating onto the ice, throwing my arms around Viktor.
"I'm glad you think so, Lyubov moya," he mumbled into my shoulder, smiling.
Several weeks later
"Up next is Katsuki Yuri, the 23-year-old skater from Japan. His coach is Viktor Nikiforov, the five-time Russian champion of the Grand Prix Final," said the announcer. "He will be skating to 'Into the Night' by Santana & Chad Kroger."
"You will do great, Lyubov moya. Pretend the crowd is not here, skate for yourself…and skate for me," Viktor whispered in my ear, pausing to gently kiss me.
"Don't ever take your eyes off of me," I whispered, as I leaned into Viktor and looked into his eyes.
"I won't, Lyubov moya," Viktor whispered. I glided to the center of the ice, and took position, my arms down and eyes closed.
The music started, the music all-too familiar to me. I grinned as I closed my eyes, losing myself in the music as I always do.
"This is the first routine of its kind," Sanoske-san muttered, as the music began to play.
"That's right, Sanoske-san. Skaters usually choose an instrumental piece of music to perform. It will be interesting to see how the judges and the crowd react to this break away from tradition," Katamara Yuki replied.
Like a gift from the heavens, it was easy to tell,
It was love from above, that could save me from hell,
It was Viktor that saved me from hell. If he hadn't have seen the video of me imitating him, who knows where I would be right now. Who knows if I would have ever fallen in love with someone? Who knows if I would have ever put my skates on again, I thought to myself, smiling as I skated in time with the music.
He had fire in his soul it was easy to see,
He has that same fire in his soul that I saw in that video of him imitating my performance at the Grand Prix Finals, Viktor thought as he watched me, his eyes never leaving me.
Flashback
Viktor was laying on the couch, Maccachin covering his feet. He had been scrolling through social media, reading the congratulatory wishes of his fans and fellow skaters when he came across a cellphone video.
"Hmm…I wonder what this is about?" he wondered out loud, as he clicked on the video.
He watched the video, speechless. "Just who is Katskuki Yuri? Whoever he is, the boy has fire in his soul and talent from the skating gods," he mused as he sat back. It was at that moment that he decided, no matter who it was, that he had to train the boy.
Viktor smiled at the memory, as he continued to watch my performance.
How the devil himself could be pulled out of me,
There were drums in the air as he started to dance,
"Here comes his first quad, a Triple salcow, triple lutz combination," Sanoske-san said as a hush descended on the crowd.
I launched off the ice, spinning and landing without a flaw. "And he landed it! Very clean!" exclaimed Yuki-san in excitement.
Every soul in the room keeping time with their hands,
I clapped in time with the music, the crowd following suit as they cheered.
And we sang...
I smiled to myself, knowing that for the first time since Viktor came into the picture, I was having the time of my life, my love of skating flooding back to me.
Like a piece to the puzzle that falls into place,
Ever since he appeared at my family's hot spring, it was as though everything fell into place. I got back into shape, and slowly I gained the confidence I needed to step back onto the ice. If it weren't for Viktor, I don't know where I would be, I thought, smiling as I scanned the coach's box for Viktor.
You could tell how we felt from the look on our faces,
We were spinning in circles with the moon in our eyes,
No room left to move in between you and I,
We forgot where we were and we lost track of time,
And we sang to the wind as we danced through the night,
Flashback
"Lyubov moya, I have an alternative idea to practicing today!" Viktor said as I sat down at the kitchen table.
"Oh yeah? What did you have in mind?" I asked, as I took a bite of the particularly tasty lunch that Viktor had prepared, Maccachin waiting eagerly for something to drop from my plate.
"Ah, Lyubov moya, you will have to wait and see! I have a feeling you are going to love it!" Viktor said, winking as he took a sip of his tea.
I smiled and shook my head as we ate silence, knowing that whatever he had up his sleeve was going to be amazing.
That night
"So you still won't to tell me where we are headed?" I asked, grinning.
He sat, silent as a brick wall, grinning from ear to ear. "Ah, you can drop us here!" he said to our driver, handing him a small stack of bills.
"See you a bit later. Don't have too much fun now!" chuckled our driver as we climbed out of the cab. We stood before a huge building, music emanating from every open door. "So I lied when I said we are going to practice. Tonight is for letting loose and having fun," Viktor said grinning.
We entered the crowded club, my grip on Viktor's hand tightening. "What's the matter, Lyubov moya?" he asked as he turned to look at me, concern glittering in his eyes.
"It's just…I've never been around this many people. It just makes me jumpy is all," I mumbled, staring at the floor.
Viktor gently took my chin in his hand, and whispered loud enough for me to hear, "Pretend that it's just you and me here. Just like you do in practice." He pecked me on the cheek as we moved through the sea of people.
"Next up: 'Into the Night'," the DJ called as the crowd cheered.
Viktor took my hand, and gently dragged me onto the dance floor. "Pretend these people aren't here, Yuri. Focus on me, only me," Viktor whispered in my ear, as he felt my body shaking.
The two of us danced to the music, as though we were the only ones in the crowded club. Viktor took me in his arms, no room between us. We spun as though we were skating on ice. The two of us lost ourselves in the music, oblivious and uncaring that all eyes in that club were on us.
As I spun back to Viktor, I could see the love he held for me in his eyes, and he could see the same in mine.
And we sang...
I smiled at the memory as I launched off the ice, landing the Quadruple loop we added to the routine at the last minute.
"And he lands the combination! This might be a personal best for Katsuki Yuri!" explained Yuki-san as the crowd exploded.
Ay oh ay oh ay oh ay,
And the voices rang like the angels sing,
We're singing...
Ay oh ay oh ay oh ay,
And we danced on into the night,
Ay oh ay oh,
Ay oh ay oh,
And we danced on into the night,
Ay oh ay oh,
Ay oh ay oh,
And we danced on into the night,
I glided to a stop as the music faded away. The crowd exploded into thunderous applause and cheers that could be heard in Tokyo.
I greeted the audience, grinning from ear to ear and, after a few moments of soaking up the adoration of the crowd, left the ice.
"Lyubov moya, that was fantastic!" Viktor said, as he wrapped his arms around me.
"The scores for Katsuki Yuri are as follows…A PERFECT SCORE!" roared Sanoske-san as the crowd exploded again.
"You never cease to amaze me, Yuri," Viktor said tenderly as he kissed me. My heart thundered in my chest…a perfect score. That is unheard of, yet I somehow made it happen…. all thanks to Viktor. All thanks to the man that I love the most in this world.
Translations:
Lyubov moya-My love (Russian)