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Viktor: That is it! *stand his ground* I WILL NOT BE A CRY BABY! I WILL FIGHT MIDNIGHT! AND IF I WIN, THEN SHE WILL DELETE THIS STORY AND NEVER MENTION IT AGAIN!
Me: *sips from my cup of iced tea* That's really cute, the characters from the other fandom said the same thing and look at those HTTYD stories. *puts on my shades* So bring it on Nikiforov.
Yuuri: Midnight, please.
Yurio: Midnight yes!
Yuuri:*facepalms* Why do I even bother...*turns to audience* Midnight hopes you enjoy this chapter and to remember that she does not own us or the anime, just her OCs.
The flight back to Russia was an awkward one. Well, at least for Viktor that is.
How was it awkward you ask?
Viktor was seating away from Yakov and somehow ended up sitting next to Valeria who was being too clingy to his arm which could attract unwanted attention but luckily for him, everyone in the flight was too busy not to mention that he finally pushed her away. "I have a fiance ma'am so I would appreciate it if you keep your hands off my arms and respect my personal space," Victor coldly stated when Valeria pouted at him. "I'd like to respect my promised marriage to my Yuuri thank you."
"There's no need to be rude," Valeria whispered, still pouting. "Remember, you are under my husband's control now Vitya."
Victor's eyes narrowed but he had to keep his temper under control as he growled at her in a hushed tone so no one could hear, "Don't ever call me that."
"Getting nasty are we," Valeria chuckled as she smiled devilishly, "Great, your new attitude is making me feel very hot, so you must take responsibly tomorrow when the plane lands you can take a break tonight...Lucky you Yuuri is gone in Moscow."
With that, Viktor got up from his seat and moved to another empty seat that Yakov was sitting next to leaving Valeria to scoff and look away. He had an angry expression as he looked out the window and ignoring Yakov's concerned looks. I have to do what that woman tells me to do...Viktor reminded himself in frustration. I have to keep this secret as far away from Yuuri as I can...I can't be the reason why a judge would unfairly destroy Yuuri's chances of winning. The plane ride was dragging on longer than he expected and pretty soon he found himself falling asleep with his head leaning against the window.
Unbeknownst to Viktor, Yakov or Valeria, there were two certain skaters and engaged Canadian fangirl sitting in plane seats in another plane that was leading to the same destination but just hours away from them.
"Where's my grandpa? He's supposed to be picking us up here," Yurio sighed as he tried to look through the crowds in the Moscow airport that happened to be swarming Yuri Angels fans and Yuuri's fans as well.
"How can we see if we're surrounded like this?" Yuuri asked as he had to sign several autographs for the rapid fans.
"I know that! Crap, how can we escape them?" Yurio growled with frustration as they looked so helpless.
Yuuri's expression brightened as he pointed towards the opposite direction while shouting: "LOOK! Is that Otabek Altin over there by the baggage!?"
"NO WAY!"
"REALLY?!"
"WHERE!?"
"Otabek?" Yurio squeaked in shock and within seconds the fangirls turned their heads away to while some ran to see if the claim was true. But Yurio didn't have the chance to see since Yuuri seized this chance to grab his hand and get out of the airport before they were spotted!
By the time they were out of the fans sight, Yurio kicked Yuuri as he hissed,"What the hell pork cutlet bowl!? I didn't see Otabek, why did you say that?!"
"Well one, it was to distract our fans long enough for us to escape," Yuuri explained as he got up to recover from the kick."And two, in one of your fan sites, Otabek is apparently pretty famous to your fans ever since that incident in Barcelona."
Yurio grimaced at the statement, "That was two years ago! What the hell is with them and that one time!?"
"Well you two are pretty close," Yuuri pointed out. "Especially since you two hang out a lot now."
Yurio's face flushed as he looked away and pointed to an old car parked across the street, "Oh look! Grandpa is here, come on idiot!" Yuuri chuckled at how the teen changed the subject to avoid talking about any of the details as Yurio's grandfather stepped out of his car to greet the two skaters. After shaking hands and hugs, they got in the car and drove to Yurio's house as they enjoyed some freshly baked katsudon pirozhkis then began a conversation with an awkward start.
"So where's that future husband of yours Yuuri?" Yurio's grandfather asked with a chuckle, "Last year Viktor was waiting for you here before you two showed up since he misses you so much."
At that moment both Yuris' realized that Viktor was the kind to pull that stunt again but this time, after a recent phone call, he was staying in St. Petersburg until the actual Grand Prix event. Yuuri was disappointed at first but he was able to brush off the disappointment as understanding while Yurio only had his suspicions increase by a long run.
Yurio broke the small silence, "The geezer apparently decided that he'd fly back to St. Petersburg to rest from the stress he had from the competition in Paris."
"Strange, that doesn't sound like Viktor at all," Nikolai (Yurio's grandpa) commented with surprise. "I didn't think he would be the kind to use that sort of excuse and he's obsessed with you Yuuri."
"Tell me about it," Yurio nodded, "Throughout their whole separation period, I haven't gagged once because of their stupidity and that's usually common!"
"I'm sure Viktor just overdid the skating a bit too much," Yuuri reassured as he tried to keep his doubting thoughts at rest. "I can't always rely on him to be in every competition I go to."
"Or else it'll be that hugging incident all over again," Yurio gagged, and with that, the trio shared a good laugh as they enjoyed some more pirozhki as they drove their way to the destined house to get some rest before the competition the next day. Once they arrived, they unloaded their suitcases, got settled in the small house as they helped Nikolai cook dinner that they happily ate that night. It was soon getting late as Yuuri headed to sleep in the bed in the guest room while Yurio pulled his grandfather to talk to him outside the house so the Japanese skater wouldn't hear them.
Yurio explained all the details to his concern to his grandfather as he looked down to conclude his thoughts,"I know I don't usually worry about the pork cutlet bowl but after everything that has happened so far...tThe geezer hasn't even called him or answered any calls Yuuri made to him before dinner, and the old man should have been in Russia by now! I feel as though at this moment, Viktor is committing an act that could hurt Yuuri and see the pig hurt is the last thing I want to see. I don't know anymore grandpa."
Nikolai was shocked upon hearing what has happened and was a little happy to hear how much Yuri cared about the Yuuri. "Yurochka," He finally responded as he placed his hand on his grandson's shoulder, "I know you're worried about your friend and frustrated with everything that has occurred but we can't assume that Viktor is doing something horrible without the right evidence. Even though spying is wrong, I'm glad you had those two skaters watch over him, maybe what they discover can put our concern at rest. Viktor is a respectful man as far as I know, he doesn't seem like the kind to wander like that. "
"I really hope your right grandpa," Yurio sighed as he looked up at the bedroom window Yuuri was sleeping inside.
"But for now, we need to make sure Yuuri doesn't assume the worst for now," His grandpa continued as he looked down with concern, "God knows Yuuri will need your support for whatever might happen. But if I have, to be honest, Yurochka, I really hope Viktor isn't doing something that could break everything that was made." I seriously hope our suspicions have been for nothing...
Viktor Nikiforov, Yurio thought to himself at the promised threat. If we catch you doing anything that harms the piggy and you're as good as dead.
The next day Yuuri received a call from Viktor who was wished him and Yurio good luck at the short program, saying that he was very sure that Yuuri was going to take gold this time. The call was short since they had to leave early to go practice at the rink, Viktor was practicing for the Grand Pix Finals, and the two Yuris' were practicing for the competition that first day. Yurio made sure Yuuri was distracted by other fellow skaters who were competing like Phichit, Michele, Otabek (he arrived a couple hours ago), and Emil wit friendly conversations so the Japanese skater wouldn't worry too much about Viktor.
As Yurio was changing into his costume, his phone rang a notification as he checked to see that he received from Chris. At first, he was feeling irritated since he thought it was another sex joke until he read the text causing him to throw his phone across the room with anger. That idiot is bribing now?! They better get better evidence and talk to him before I fly there and rip the answer right out of brains!
Meanwhile, Viktor was getting himself ready to watch the short program since it was pretty too late to take a train ride or plane to get to Moscow in time to watch from the audience as he happily opened his laptop to watch until the doorbell rang. He got up, opened the door open to be pounced o as the door was quickly slammed shut in an instant! He fell on the floor then looked up to see who was sitting on top of him and his eyes widened to see that it was Valeria who was on top of him as she gave him a seductive smile.
"I told you that today you'll take responsibility, even if it's during your fiance's short program" She purred as she leaned down for a kiss.
And as they continued in the bedroom, the short program has begun and ended within hours that has gone unnoticed by the two adults.
Unfortunately, he also didn't notice his phone buzzing with Yurio's number being the caller. Yurio, on the other hand, was getting more pissed off when he sees that the man who was supposed to be calling Yuuri right now was not making any calls despite the fact that the Japanese skater was currently in first place. Not to mention how those doubts were crawling their way into Yuuri's mind.
Viktor: *on the ground, defeated*
Me: *wipes my glasses* I won so this story shall go on
Viktor: *cries* Nooooooooo...
Yuuri: Oh boy. *hugs Viktor*
Yurio: Midnight hopes you enjoy this chapter, and to review because next chapter is when things esculate for Viktor for the worse.
