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Things almost seemed calm for a minute. The sun was rising for dusk and shined over the mountains and cast an orange halo over the city as the morning breeze settled in and gave the city the kiss of the morning while a man from Russia was thinking of getting kissed my something other than the wind. It seemed like the man with the beautiful brown eyes even followed him in his dreams, almost like he was there (he wished). As he pictured the younger man's soft, pink lips getting closer, and closer, and closer until they were nearly cm meters apart until finally they-"
"THAT'S IT I'M LEAVING" he was woken so suddenly that it caused him to scream and fall face first onto the hard ground while trying to process the blurred shapes and sounds around him.
"W-what?" Viktor spoke while pulling himself off the ground to see Yuri angrily stuffing his suitcase full of his large wardrobe of black and tiger print clothing like he was more that ready to leave as soon as possible. "Y-Yuri, where are you going?" he asked while still half asleep.
"Back to Russia," he said slamming his suitcase shut then started shoving things into his backpack and headed straight for the door.
"Why?" he asked blocking the door to stop him from leaving.
"I can't work with you" and he jabbed his heel boots into Viktor's foot which made him yelp in pain.
"Why? I'm a great partner" he said grabbing onto Yuri's long fur coat to stop him.
"Oh really," he said with the most sarcasm he could muster for which Viktor couldn't tell since he started nodding his head like it was a compliment as he pulled Viktor's hand off his coat. "You know ever since I was a child, I've always wanted to be just like you" and he stared the man right in the eye with the same sharp glare he gave like he was about to attack. "But I was too stupid to realize that you were nothing to look up to and to think Yakov wants to make you the next boss if something were ever to happen to him". He let out a small laugh at the thought and continued on his rampage of insults "First you break Yakov specific and then you go off and fall in love with that pig-"
"I'm not in love with him," he said (obviously lying through his teeth).
"Viktor, I heard you saying his name in your sleep" he shot back which left the older man speechless as he tried to think of a lie but he couldn't think of anything. "Psshs" he scoffed and walked down the stairs of the motel and angrily strode away.
'Stupid Viktor' Yuri though as he stormed through the street and he furiously grabbed his phone out of his bag and dialed.
"Hello," said the other man on the line.
"Hey Beka" his voice softened as the sound of his voice "Can you come meet me later?" he asked.
"Don't you usually want to come over here to talk since you don't wanna "reveal me" he asked curiously. It was almost like his superpower to tell when something was bothering Yuri and today was no exception. He could sense he was angry (like he always was).
"Yah, but I want us to meet in an alleyway so it's not so public" he explained "If that's ok with you" he added at the last minute when he heard Otabek about to answer.
"Yah, it's fine," he said while grabbing a piece of paper to write down where they were gonna meet. "So where do you wanna meet?" he asked reading his hand.
"Meet me at Sora street near the alway next to the bakery at two o'clock".
"Ok got it," he said jotting down the address. He had no idea why Yuri wanted to meet there but he refrained from asking questions.
"Ok I'll meet you there" and he hung up without even waiting for a goodbye back as he quickly walked down the road and towards the sunrise.
Everybody needs a place to relax and Viktor's place just so happen to be Yu-Topia Katsuki (or wherever Yuuri happen to be). However when he was greeted by the adorable, Hiroko he looked around looking for the boy with the brown eyes but he was nowhere to be seen. "Hiroko, have you seen Yuuri?" he asked.
"Oh, Yes Dear, he went to the ice ring" she explained.
"Ice ring?" he asked confused that he so happened to be in the place he least expected to be.
"Yes, Ice Castle Hasetsu it's not that far from here" and proceed to give him directions but out of the corner of his eye, he could see someone looking also spying on him. It was Mari.
Once he had gotten past the eavesdropping Mari he then headed for the ice castle which happened to be only a five-minute walk away. The building looked pretty small from the outside and it had a big banner saying Ice Castle near the entrance and as he entered he had no idea what to expect since he had never been to an ice rink even though there were several in Saint Petersburg. When he entered he was greeted by a young woman who looked about Yuuri's age and she had a brown ponytail and big brown eyes with a big bright smile. "Welcome to the Ice Castle" and she gestured to the ice rink which happens to be occupied by only one person. It was Yuuri.
The way Yuuri skated was almost like a trance. It had a sense of innocence and gracefulness and the way he moved almost made Viktor lose it right then and there. He quietly moved closer to the ring while completely ignoring the young woman at the desk and just stood there. Watching. Even though he wasn't doing anything spectacular like spins or flips. Just watching him float around the ice was a sight that Viktor would be happy to look at for hours on end.
He was so distracted that he didn't even realize that the girl from the desk had moved right next to him and was staring at him with just the same amount of amazement. "He's so handsome," Viktor said thinking that he talking to himself but ended up saying it out loud.
"I know right," the woman said and she turned to Viktor in awe. "You must be Viktor," she said reaching out a hand to which Viktor shook introducing himself.
"Yes I am" and he showed the same loving and caring smile.
"I'm Yuko" she introduced and walked back behind the counter. "Me and Yuuri went to school together" she exclaimed "What's your size?" she asked, pulling skates from the rake.
"I don't skate" he explained, declining her offer.
"It's easy, don't worry" she encouraged.
"I'm a size 10," he said finally giving in and she laid a pair of skates on the counter and as Viktor started pulling out his wallet to pay, Yuko stopped him.
"Don't worry it's on the house" and she moved towards the back of the store as he started lacing up his skates, making sure they were the right fit. It wasn't long before Yuuri noticed him as Viktor stepped onto the ice with his legs shaking like he was a baby giraffe riding rolling skates. Finally, once he had gotten the hang of standing he finally gathered the courage to let go of the bar.
"Be careful" Yuri exclaimed as he let go of the bar and instantly started to wiggle and fall but Yuuri managed to zoom across the ice and caught him at the last minute and proceed to guide him back to the bars.
"You're really good at this" Viktor complimented, even more, impressed that Yuuri was able to skate without the bar like it was nothing. "So you like to ice skate?" he asked slowly moving his feet as he held onto the bar as tightly as he could while Yuuri skated decides him to make sure he didn't fall again.
"Yah, I use to come here all the time as a kid but it's been so long now and it's just so nice to be able to come to this calm place and skate all my worries away" and his eyes gleamed as he stared down at the solid ice.
"Yah it is" and he admired the ring and even though it was just ice, there was something about it that could make even the most stressed people relaxed. "Your really good, you should skate competitively" he complimented which made the man's cheeks blush at the thought.
"I've thought about it but" and he was left in silence for a minute like he was trying to find the best way to explain.
"But what?" Viktor asked but Yuuri was still dead quiet then he noticed him pulling his sleeve down to cover up with arm tattoo that reached a bit above his wrist and because of the shirt he was wearing stopped just above the wrist, and revealed just a bit of the complex design. "Why do you cover up your tattoos?" he asked, grabbing his wrist as Yuuri finally noticed as his cheeks turned a pretty shade of red.
"It's just that-I-i" he stuttered, stopping dead in his tracks and rubbed his forehead like he knew what to say but had no idea how to express it (he had trouble with this a lot, especially around Viktor). "I don't have a lot of confidence, in my skills or in my appearance" and looked away from Viktor to hide his embarrassment and shame.
"Yuri," he whispered, placing his hand on the young man's cheek "You have nothing to be embarrassed about and I think your tattoos are beautiful" and he traced his hand across his arm to admire the intricate designs.
"Viktor," he said moving his hand away while wishing he could always feel the warmth of his large hands. But it wasn't long before Viktor's hands were all over his face as he let go of the railing and held onto his shoulders to keep himself up and dragged his finger across his bottom lip.
He then whispered soft words to him and stared into his beautiful brown eyes. "HEY VIKTOR COULD YOU PLEASE STOP MAKING THE ICE RING INTO A PUBLIC MAKEOUT SESSION" yelled a loud, angry voice which was obviously the Russian Yur as he watched disgustingly at their moment.
The silver-haired Russian took a long, deep sigh before turning to their intruder "Hi! Yuri" he yelled across the ring with a dorky smile, "I thought you were going back to Russia," he said, skating to him with Yuuri by his side.
"My plane doesn't leave until four and I got hungry and I heard Yu-Topia had really good katsudon" he explained, leaning over the ring while clearly judging the two (like he did with everyone).
"Yeah we were just about to go over there" and he nudged Yuuri in the ribs almost like a cue to introduce himself but when he didn't get the gesture Viktor took the introductions into his own hands. "Um, Yuuri this is Yuri Pleseski from Russia and Yuri this is Yuuri Katsuki from Japan" he explained slightly getting their names confused.
"Hi, fellow Yuri it's nice to meet you" and he bowed as a sign of greeting while showcasing the same big, beautiful smile that Viktor had come to love.
"Pssh, why does the pig have to have the same name as me" he scoffed and walked out, not even bothering to say hello back to even give the slightest friendly gesture.
When they got back to Yu-Topia, Russian Yuri was already stuffing his face full of Katsudon like a wild animal who hadn't eaten for days but who could blame him, whenever Viktor ate Katsudon he would always be so entranced that when he started eating he couldn't stop. Evan when they sat down with him he still didn't look up from the gorges dish. "Hey, Yuuri, Who's the blond boy?" Mari asked as she watched them from the doorway.
"HA, I AM NOT SOME BLOND BOY, I'M YURI PLESETSKI, THE TIGER OF RUSSIA" he yelled finally pulling his face out of his food. "And who is this hag!" he yelled pointing at Mari but she seemed unfazed by his insults.
"Be nice Yuri" Viktor said kicking Yuris foot under the table which he received back in the form of a kick ten times harder than his own that made him yelp in pain.
"Two Yuri, that's confusing," she said realizing their similarities and started thinking of a new name to call the angry Russian tiger. "How about Yurio," She said pointing at the Russian Yuri which sent him into an angry rage.
"THAT'S NOT MY NAME" he yelled angrily standing up and stomped put of the Yu-topia but came back seconds later to grab his half finished Katsudon bowl and never came back.
"Can we go for a walk on the beach, I have to talk to you" Yuuri said holding back laughs as he saw Yurio walk out furiously.
"Sure, that sounds lovely" and he was pulled out by the hand.
Evan though the beach was only a couple minutes away, he had wished that the walk was longer. He savored the soft, warm feeling of Yuuri's hand touching his as he squeezed his hand tighter hoping that the feeling would never go away. When they finally got to the beach he felt the warmth leave his hand as their walk started in silence. Once they found a comfortable spot on the soft sand they sat down in silence. While just enjoying the soft sound of the waves.
"So what did you wanna talk to me about?" Viktor asked finally breaking their silence.
"Oh, I was just wondering what you thought about the disappearances since we didn't get a chance to talk about it last night," he said quietly, looking down at the sand, avoiding eye contact.
"Ohh" he sighed disappointed when he realized he had almost completely forgotten about the disappearances but he knew he was gonna have to leave his fantasy world, sooner or later. "Well, i've thought about I think the Chinese mafia has something to do about it since they have a history of prostitution and kidnapping men, especially with their enemies and just for privacy purposes let's just say that the Russians and Chinese don't have a good relationship".
"That makes sense since they're the closest and your countries have a history but I was thinking more of-".
"Shh, shh, shh, shh" he whispered suddenly, looking around like he was searching for something but it could not be found.
"Viktor, what is it?" he asked confused before Viktor put a hand over his mouth to quiet him.
"Shh, Can you hear that?" he asked, cuffing his hands over his ears, searching around for any strange sound.
"Hear what?" Yuuri whispered.
"That" he pointed towards the trees near the beach and finally he heard it. It was a quiet clicking sound and a whoosh that sounded like something was moving in the bushed. Watching.
"Who is that?" he asked starting to get up, but was pulled down by the hand and he finally realized what Viktor was playing at. He was pretending not to notice him. Then the clicking stopped and the sound in the bushes got louder like someone was running.
"Come on!" Viktor yelled grabbing Yuuri small hand as he practically dragged him after him as he ran after the sound. "This way" he pointed to the trees as he finally let his hand go and they both started running as fast as they could. They ran past the trees, not stopping for one second as they hoped over any stone or obstacle that came in their way.
"Did you see what he looked like?" Yuuri asked, almost out of breath from running but he still didn't slow up. It had been a while since he'd ran this fast or had this much adrenaline pumping through his veins but he ignored it and kept his eyes on the prize.
"I didn't see his face but I know he's wearing a green army jacket and blue jeans" he yelled as he rushed through the trees and into the city. It was almost nearly impossible for him to find that man again as they entered the busy street that was filled with merchants and dancer. It almost felt like the universe was working against them since out of all the days these streets were usually empty they had to go on a pursuit on this day when the streets were the busiest. As they both looked through the crowd of people, specifically keeping an eye out for that green army jacket and those blue pants. Then they spotted someone near a crowd of dancers who was suspiciously trying to hide his face under his green army jacket and they wasted no time pursuing the man before he even realized they had spotted him.
As they pushed pass the crowd of dancers and citizens they noticed that a camera was wrapped around the mystery man's neck 'he was definitely taking pictures of us' Viktor thought. However, he couldn't tell if they man was just a nosey kid or some sort of private investigator or spy but he knew that he could not let him get away.
Once they finally got past the streets they came upon an alleyway as he saw the man take a sharp right and he ran down the alley that almost seemed to lead nowhere. Viktor and Yuuri were not speeding right towards him and as a last result as the man started slipping through his fingers. Viktor lunged towards the man like a tiger going in for his attack and landed right on top of the man's back as he held him in a headlock and pinned him down to the floor until Yuuri caught up with him. Then he pulled out the handcuffs that he practically took everywhere and handcuffed the man's hand and feet. Evan, though it was completely useless, the man still tried to kick and fight with no success as the man with the silver hair toward over him like a god.
'It's two o'clock' thought Yuri Pleseski as he checked his twenty-four thousand dollar gold watch as he walked through the street of Hasetsu (luggage rolling behind him). His plane would be leaving in two hours and he was more than excited to get away from Viktor and Yuuri's Lovey Dovey garbage; and go back to the quite, cold Russia where he would continue his work to help prove Otabek Altin innocent. 'Otabek' he suddenly remembering that he wanted to talk to him about trying to put him on the next available flight back to Russia.
'Otabek should be here any minute' he thought as he reached Sora street and stood right outside the alleyway he had told Otabek to meet him which so happen to be right next to a bakery, and no matter how hungry he was he tried to resist the delicious smell at least until Otabek got there. Evan though it pretty much the middle of the day he had this strange feeling of something he hadn't felt in a long time. It was Suspicion. He looked over his shoulder and into the dark alleyway just to make sure and he saw nothing but darkness and not a single sound to be heard. 'I'm probably just tired, that's why" and shook the feeling away like it was nothing.
Then he felt a cold breeze brush against his back and neck which made the hairs on his neck stand up and he finally realized that something was seriously wrong. But it was too late.
When he looked behind his shoulder once last time he saw. A man looking at him with a cold, dark glare. And then everything went dark.
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