Yuuri was upset because of me. Because of the way I reacted when he lost.

But I was so upset, I did not know what to do.

Victor did not know what to do. While Yuuri was not his first boyfriend, he was the first person he had come to care for so deeply. He would do anything for him.

An idea struck him. They'd be competing in the Rostelcom Cup next. There, he would lose on purpose. Knowing that he had done better than Victor would probably motivate him a great deal.


It was a funny sort of day for lovers.

Mila and Lidia were relaxing together when they came across Mila's ex, the hockey player Vladimir who was holding hands with Eliska, the Czech skater who had won bronze. They clearly seemed to be a couple.

Vladimir had not taken it well when Mila broke up with him. He was particularly aghast by the fact that Mila had told him only after getting with Lidia. Lidia reminded him how much he used to cheat, but he did not listen to her. There was a great argument that ended up in tears and rage.

Vladimir smirked at Mila and Lidia as he entered the room hand in hand with Eliska.

'They're together?' Lidia whispered in shock. 'Did you know about this?'

'Of course, not.' Mila said, shocked.

'Isn't he a bit too old for her?'

'He's just two years older.'

'Oh, okay.'

Mila's phone suddenly beeped, and there was a text from Vladimir. Hope you are enjoying yourself, bitch! I am, for I've got this hottie whose way better than a slut like you.

'What the fuck!' Lidia was outraged.

'It's okay, Lidia.'

'It's not okay.' Lidia said, and she went up to Vladimir. 'Hey, why do you have to be such an asshole?'

'Shut the fuck up, bitch!' Vladimir said, lighting a cigarette.

'Don't you dare to start with me.'

Vladimir was about to retort, when Eliska said 'Leave it, Vlad. That nasty-ass bitch would learn a lesson when I own her ass in the Grand Prix. I lost to her and that Crispino slut because of my injuries, but my quads would totally own them in the Rostelcom Cup and the finals.' Before either of the Russian girls could retort, the two of them left.

'How dare she?' Lidia clenched her fist in outrage. Meanwhile, Georgi entered with his girlfriend, Katya.

'Oh, Hi Georgi, Kat.' Mila said. Georgi greeted them, before looking at Katya. 'Katya, my love, there's something I want to ask you.'

'What is it, Honey?'

'I love you, Katya. I want you to be mine, forever.' He went down on one knee, and pulled a ring out of his pocket. 'Will you marry me?'

'Georgi!' Katya said, shocked. 'I can't.

A pallor descended on the Russian skater's face. 'What do you mean you can't?'

'I thought you did not want to get married till after you retired.'

''That's what I thought. But now that I've found a wonderful girl...'

'Georgi, I am younger than you and there's a lot I want to do before marriage. I want to go back to college and study fashion design.'

'You can do that even after marriage.'

'I am sorry, Georgi, I am not ready. And since we're so not on the same page, I think its the best that we end our relationship.