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First Day Jitters
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It had been exactly four days since Yuri sold his soul to the underground gambler's nest.
Everything felt so normal and he was starting to grow anxiety over normality.
He didn't know what to expect but it still didn't feel… right.
Something was off about his day.
Yuri had gone out to lunch with his best friend Phichit Chulanont and while that was fine and dandy, his loud thoughts got the best of him and made him almost fall to his death as he teetered at the edge of a unfinished building.
Taking a deep breath, he jumped back and away from the ledge.
"That was too close" he told himself as he clutched his chest and tried to calm down.
Whenever he was feeling uneasy, the best way to clear his mind was by going up higher, as high as he could reach the sky. High places felt like home, like second nature to be levels above everyday people, where they looked like tiny ants in his view.
As the days had passed by, Phichit didn't bother to bring up Yuri's not so little situation up while they hung out and definitely never when they were with their group of friends. He didn't need his little shadow, Kenjiro Minami worrying over him. Michele aka Mickey probably wouldn't care but he knew his little sister Sara Crispino would. He knew his other friends like Leo De La Iglesias and Guang-Hong Ji wouldn't hesitate to volunteer to help him out in a pinch, any way possible.
None of them needed the burden of worrying over him and even still, Yuri couldn't help but feel guilty that he roped Phichit into it. He knew Phichit didn't mind and did offer his assistance albeit not from the very start but still. Yuri needed to learn to not feel so guilty over asking his friends or anyone for that matter for help.
He was just glad that 'King JJ' aka Jean-Jacques Leroy, the cockiest runner known to man was out of the loop. Yuri had already saved himself a big headache right there.
Lost in his deep thoughts, Yuri didn't hear when his phone vibrated. Jolting at the buzzing, he quickly took it out of his pocket and read the simple two words from an unknown number on his new, probably, most likely, illegal and very stolen and definitely encrypted smartphone.
The simple text read: start now.
As soon as he swiped the message, Yuri didn't know what happened but a timer started counting down from fifteen minutes.
"Ah, shit!" Yuri cursed and bolted from the Shibuya shopping area.
On a good day, it would probably take him a good twenty/thirty minutes to get to the gambler's nest in the shady part of Roppongi but he didn't want to find out what would happen to him if he went over the timer's limit.
Sprinting as fast as he could, sore legs took long strides as he grabbed onto pipes to slide down, swing off of, and jump onto the next buildings. He made it to a shopping building that had at least a good ten floors to it. Entering from the emergency rooftop exit and riding the railings all the way down to street level.
He'd take his chances with pedestrian traffic than trying to scale up a building and parkour his way through complexed architect.
Yuri kept a steady flow as he avoided the busy crowds and made his way towards the seemingly normal nightclub that was currently closed due to daylight hours.
Going to the back of the building, he found the same cranky blonde from before guarding the door. Normally he'd greet someone as rude as the young Russian man with a sarcastic smartass remark but seeing as his life was literally on the line with only thirty seconds to spare, he jogged in place as he silently waited for the door to be opened.
The young man knew that he could be a total dick and keep Yuri waiting as his timer ran out but again he didn't feel like having his ear yelled off by Viktor's bitching since his boss had been in an irritable mood as of late.
Running to the end of the hallway once he gained entry, Yuri's lungs were burning with each and every breath as he busted the doors opened to Viktor's office.
Inside, Viktor awaited while facing the front door.
Yuri was ready to collapse on the floor as he tried his hardest to not bend over and place his hands on his knees to catch his breath.
He heard a timer click off as he stared at Viktor who had his arms crossed while holding said timer in hand.
"Five seconds to spare. Not bad. You're dismissed now" Viktor waved his hand and turned around to head to his large black leather desk chair.
"E-E-E-Excu-se m-m-me?" Yuri panted as he took in a giant gulp of fresh air.
"This was only a test run. I need to know what I'm dealing with and if you'll be prepared to serve me whenever I need you. That is all for today, you may go" Viktor again waved him off as if shooing Yuri away from his grand presence.
Yuri wanted to fume but was too exhausted to work up a sweat over this.
"Fine!" he spat and walked away.
Viktor smirked as he watched the young Japanese male storm out of his dimly lit office.
"So much for first day jitters" Yuri bitterly thought out loud once he was in the hallway.
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Done! To be continued.
Viktor can be such a sneaky evil troll. Mwahaha. Devious I tell you, devious!
Yuri is still an angry cinnamon roll. That won't change any time soon. Lmao.
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