A/N- I may have exaggerated the pain of tearing an ACL a bit, but I'm just gonna go with that since it helped the plot a little bit. Also, only one more chapter after this until the story is completed (Oops forgot to mention this is a short story). Enjoy :)

Third Person P. O. V.

"Victor, take me to the ice" Yuri had said once Yurio left, signaling for Victor to enter the room. The older male was caught off guard as Yuri hadn't spoken to anyone, let alone say something like 'take me to the ice'.

He couldn't help but think that Yurio had magical powers as he got Yuri to do what they had all failed to make him do.

"Yuri, the doctors don't thin-" He was cut off by the wave of Yuri's hand, a smile on his face. Victor cared about Yuri's health more then anything, but the look on Yuri's face made Victor think that the decision Yuri made, was final.

"I don't really care what the doctors say about my health. I want to try to skate, to prove I am just as great as my coach. So, will you take me to the ice?" He asked, although Victor knew it was more of a command then anything.

What was he to do in this situation? Normally he would have said no and made Yuri rest, but the idea of Yuri getting back out there made his blood race with excitement.

All he wanted was for Yuri to get what he deserved more then anyone: Gold.

"Fine, but if anything happens to you I will make a choice as your coach to bring you back here. Your health is of utmost importance. Understand?" He tried to sound as if he was in control of the situation, but his voice shook.

Yuri wanted to get back on ice because he needed to prove he was as good as his coach. Yuri wanted to skate for Victor.

"I understand, Victor" He said as he swung his legs over the side of the bed, the big boot making an odd noise as it hit the ground. He pushed himself up and off the bed, his body leaning forward.

Out of pure instinct Victor put his body in front of Yuri's, supporting his body so he wouldn't fall.

"Never again will I let you fall" Victor mumbled, holding Yuri's body against his own. He didn't mean to say that out loud, but it was already too late as Yuri was already processing his words. Maybe Yurio was right about what he had said.

"I know" he whispered back to Victor. The older male was caught off guard by the response, not expecting Yuri to reply back to him in any way.

"Let's get you to the ice, okay? You're no longer a pig, so what should I call you now?" His tone changed from heart-felt to completely childish in a few seconds, confusing Yuri.

Victor hoped Yuri wouldn't see how relived he was that Yuri was better, and how much it broke him to see Yuri like this.

"I won't let you try any jumps or special moves, so you better get that out of your head. How about we go around the rink once or twice, and see what will work?" Victor asked. Yuri nodded his head as he slipped the huge boot off of his leg, replacing it with the skates.

His leg was healed by then, although a bit stiff. He wasn't allowed to put a lot of pressure on it, meaning Victor would have to be on his Left side at all times.

"Yeah, that's fine Victor" He said as he tied the skate as tight as he could, taking a moment to catch his breath. It had been a while since he put in so much effort into something as little as tying his shoes, ever since his injury.

"If anything hurts, tell me. I don't want my little skater to get hurt again, especially if you are going to get Gold" Victor said, his voice mirroring his concern for Yuri. He knew Yuri would push himself to the limit, proving his worth to Victor. Yuri would do anything, and everything to show he was worth Victor's teachings.

Yuri nodded as he leaned against Victor a bit, walking towards the door opening to the ice. He could feel Victor tense at his side, wandering what was going to happen. Even Yuri had to admit he was scared of going on the ice, thinking it would be much like his first time.

"It's okay, I got you" Victor mumbled, hoping it would help Yuri step on the ice.

"I know you do" He responded, his lips curling into a smile. He lifted his right leg up, slowly placing it down on the ice. It gave him a weird sensation, much like when he stepped on during a competition, and he missed that feeling.

He slowly lifted his left leg up, placing it down on the ice. Instead of the sensation he felt on the other leg, he got a completely different feeling. His leg wobbled as if it had been on the ice for the first time. He was almost afraid to put his weight on his legs as Victor was holding him.

"I'm ready, Victor" He whispered, pulling Victor forward as he pushed off his right foot. His arm was slung around Victor's neck, but he felt it coming loose. His hand was slipping off of Victor, and down to his side. His balance was going, and he could feel himself slipping. He shut his eyes as he prepared to feel the ice beneath him.

He couldn't help but think how he got away from Victor as Victor was his support. Maybe he had pushed off to fast, or Victor wasn't ready yet. Whatever had happened, it was his own fault. He should have started easy and slow.

"I told you I got you" He said, his voice low. Yuri opened his eyes, looking to see what had happened.

His body was near the ground, that much he could tell since he could feel the ice beneath him. Wrapped around his waist were two strong arms, which had belonged to Victor. The male was bent over, holding Yuri in his arms. Victor's face was extremely close to Yuri's, so close he could almost feel his lips.

In that moment, as he was looking up at Victor, he felt love. Not the love he had described when he revealed his theme. No, this was different. It was the want and need to be with Victor forever, even after his career as a skater.

He wanted to wake up each morning and see Victor's face close to his own, like it was now.

He wanted to eat katsudon with Victor for the rest of his life, no matter what it took to achieve that.

When he would win the Gold medal for Victor, he wanted Victor to kiss more then the medal. He wanted Victor to kiss him.

"I know"