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Yuuri couldn't help thinking of Viktor's love life and how he had no significant love life to talk about before meeting Viktor. He was never an overly romantic or sexual person. He had a minor crush on Yuuko, but it was more of a platonic crush than a romantic one. Both he and Phichit had been infatuated with one of their professors in Detroit, but they agreed that he was way out of their league and it was useless to even try. Then, there were the couple of experiences he had related to Viktor. However, those were pretty insignificant. Viktor was Yuuri's first real love.

Yuuri took solace in the fact that he was not Viktor's hundredth or thousandth love as he thought he was. Four was not that large a number. Anna didn't really count. They were not even really attracted to each other. That asshole Albert did not count either. Marc was probably Viktor's first love.

He couldn't help wondering who Viktor's fourth paramour was.

'Yuuri.' Viktor said. 'What are you thinking about?'

'I was just wondering who your fourth lover was.'

Viktor smiled. 'You're still hung up on my past, Yuuri?'

'That's not it, Vitya.'

Before he could say anything, Viktor grabbed Yuuri by the hips and seated him on his lap. 'All right, lyubov moya. If you really want this, I'll satisfy your curiosity.'

'I was really surprised when one day, Yakov told me that he had a favor to ask of me. He had never asked anything of me before.'

'Vitya, I need a favor from you.'

'Anything, Yakov.'

'I need a break.'

'I was really surprised when he said that. I knew he was going through a lot. He and Lilia had just got a divorce. He never appeared perturbed because of it, but I knew it could not have been easy on him.

'It won't be for long, Vitya. I just need a little time to myself. I will, of course recommend a good coach for you for the meantime.'

'It's okay, Yakov, I can totally understand.'

'Max Hart is a good man. In his prime, he was a far better skater than I was. However, the thing is, he is in the United States right now, and cannot come here for the time being.'

'That's okay, Yakov. I'll go to the United States.'

'I got along really well with my new coach and rinkmates. My new coach was younger than Yakov and not as strict. My new rinkmates became close friends of mine, and I'm still in touch with them.'

'

'One day, I stayed at the rink later than usual. And I saw a new skater there.'

'He was a really tall African-American man about my age. He was skating beautifully. His program did not have complex jumps, but his movements and presentation were mesmerizing.

'That's Jamie.' my new coach said. 'He used to be one of my best skaters. Then one day he got in a car accident and he lost his left leg.'

'I was shocked. I looked closer and yes. One of his legs was prosthetic.'

'He was determined to not give up on his dreams. He changed his coach to one more experienced with skaters with physical disabilities. He is currently training for the Paralympics.'

'I couldn't help feeling admiration for him. I decided I wanted to talk to him. I waited till he finished skating. He was stunned to see me.'

' Viktor Nikiforov!'

'Hello, Jamie.'

'I am a huge fan of yours.'

'That's nice to hear. You skated beautifully.'

'Wow. The great Viktor Nikiforov thinks I've skated well.' he joked. 'So, would you like to have a drink with me tonight?'

'His forwardness pleasantly surprised me. And it signalled the beginning of a beautiful relationship that lasted for six months.'

'Then what happened?' Yuuri asked. 'Why did you guys break up?'

'We were two very different people. While there was a deep mutual admiration between us, there wasn't really that deep a connection. While I cherished our time together, I somehow knew deep down it would not last forever. So, when Yakov told me he was ready to take me back, we decided it was time to end it.'

'So Jamie was your number four.' Yuuri said. 'And I am number five.'

Viktor growled at that. 'You are not a number.' he said, angrily. 'You are MY Yuuri. The one true Love of my life. The one I want to be with forever.' he grabbed the younger man's hips and groped him furiously as if to prove his point.'

'oh Viktor.' Yuuri said. 'Why are you so extra?'