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Viktor: *blows into tissue* I want this torture to end!

Me: No worries, the real torture is just beginning because my good man...*stands up with pride* THIS IS THE CHAPTER WHERE YOU MAKE YOUR FINAL DECISION!

Viktor: That's even worse! *cries more*

Yuuri: Viktor, how many times am I going to have to tell you that I love you? *hugs him*

Viktor: Until Midnight makes it up to us somehow!

Me: Later! Now, on to the disclaimers!

Yuuri: *rolls eyes* Midnight hopes you enjoy this chapter and remember that she owns no one or the anime except for her two OCs.

Yurio was boiling with anger as he looked down at the screen of his phone with the list of gossip articles concerning that one damn blurred photo of Viktor giving someone something while trying to be secret. The situation was already getting out of hand as he and Yuuri were getting ready to head to the airport, packing their suitcases in separate rooms. "That idiot is now is Barcelona..." He growled, and when he didn't see any updates from Chris or JJ, he made up his mind. "I'm going to Barcelona right now!"

On cue, his phone buzzed with a phone call as he looked to see that it was Chris who was calling. "Finally," He muttered as he answered the call, "What are you calling for? This better be good !"

"We just got to Barcelona and found the hotel Viktor is staying at with Yakov and oddly enough we found that judge we told you about trailing behind him," Chris explained and then added with a concerned tone, "And we've seen Viktor with that same judge and his wife in Russia...It's looking like a bribing scheme so far but we're going to wait to get our answers."

"I'm going to Barcelona to interrogate that bastard," Yurio insisted.

"No, you're not Yurio," Chris responded sternly and before Yurio could protest, the older skater cut him off, "Look, I know you want answers and worried about what's going on but right now we need you need to stay by Yuuri's side and fly to St. Petersburg until you two are called to fly to Barcelona for the competition...He's going to need someone to go to if things escalate too far and heaven forbid if Viktor ends up breaking his heart."

"You can't be serious! Look, Yuuri has Georgi and Mila to have by his side!" Yurio protested..." Yurio was then silent, he felt his rage making his hands shake as he finally sighed and replied, "Alright fine! But you better get those damn answers, I don't care if you have to interrogate and torture Viktor...Get him to talk and get answers by tomorrow morning or else I'm flying to Barcelona with Yuuri that afternoon! You got that!"

"Yeah about that..." Chris chuckled sheepishly which only got Yurio to instantly understand what happened

"Those two are with you, aren't they?" Chris's silence only confirmed his suspicions as Yurio was then silent. He felt his rage making his hands shake as he finally sighed and replied, "Alright fine! But you better get those damn answers, I don't care if you have to interrogate and torture Viktor...Get him to talk and get answers by tomorrow morning or else I'm flying to Barcelona with Yuuri that afternoon! You got that!"

"Alright, but only if you don't hear anything by tomorrow morning," Chris promised with a heavy sigh, "And remember Yurio, be there with Yuuri." With that, they both ended their call as Yurio screamed in his pillow to let out his frustration. He honestly had no idea why he was allowing himself to go through with this as he turned on the screen of his phone to see those damn articles again.

"Yurio?" Yuuri suddenly walked in his room, already ready to leave for the flight. "Are you ready? Your grandpa is waiting for us."

Yurio managed to turn off the screen on his phone just in time as he turned to Yuuri, the man who was already going through enough worry and oblivious to the situation. He got up from his bed and finally replied, "Yeah...Let's go."

Viktor trudged back to practice, he skated the same way but his mind was occupied with so many thoughts while his body ached.

After all, he was gone for at least three hours before coming back.

Soon after he signed that stupid paper, Alexei told him he had to pay him on the spot. Then, before Alexei left, he left Viktor alone with Valeria, commanding him to take in her body once again in that small room. Alexei made sure to lock the room and leave a key for them on the desk.

So there he was, skating with so much guilt in his veins that he was surprised that he still practiced very well without falling or messing up a jump at all. Yakov asked him if he was alright and when Viktor reassured him that he was fine. They were silent as they finally decided to call it a day and head to the changing room for Viktor to catch his breath and changed.

Then the coach then asked, "What do you have to say about that article and picture in it? Don't play dumb with me Viktor, you know exactly what article I'm talking about." Especially when the entire social media is being filled with all these different rumors that are making you look bad.

Viktor was silent as he took off his skates and put his sneakers on. He had the lie Alexei told him to tell but despite how effective it could be, he just couldn't allow him to tell more lies. He needed time to think. So he got up, gently patted Yakov's shoulder as he whispered, "I'll explain everything after I get some time to myself...I need to think and some air." With that, he walked out of the rink, leaving Yakov alone much to his concern and confusion.

"Where is he?" Chris asked as he, JJ, Isabella, Mila, and Georgi stood by his hotel room with impatience. "He should have been back by now."

"I don't like this," Mila gulped while Georgi was looking just as concerned as her. "Let me try calling him-

"And what are all of you doing here?" An older voice demanded as everyone jumped and turned around to see that Yakov was standing right behind them! He had his same annoyed face as he had his arms crossed and giving them the same glare of impatience. Everyone was quiet, they didn't want to tell him anything out of the fear of seeing his reaction until finally, Chris stepped forward.

"We've come to get answers from Viktor," He pulled out his phone to show the article. "We want to know just what Viktor is up to so we can put our worries to rest, and especially Yuuri's."

"So Katsuki saw it?"

"Not yet sir," Mila replied as she rubbed her hand through her hand. "I kinda called Yurio and told him to make sure Yuuri doesn't find out about it until we get answers from Viktor until tomorrow morning."

"And why until tomorrow morning?"

"Because if we don't then Yurio already swore that he was flying straight to Barcelona with Yuuri tagging along," JJ answered quietly, even the king is terrified of Yakov's glares that he was receiving.

Yakov was angry as he heavily sighed until it finally clicked in his mind, "Wait, are you saying Viktor isn't in his room?"

"Yes," Everyone replied.

"That's impossible, he should be here by now," Yakov muttered as he pulled out his phone and tried calling the man but received no answer! That only caused more worry amongst the group as Yakov then used the spare hotel key to get in the room only to see that it was empty! "That idiot! Where did he run off too?!"

That night, Viktor went to a different hotel, picked out a different hotel room where he can be by himself without having to face JJ and Chris just yet. If he did, he would have to lie to them! And he couldn't, he couldn't lie to them.

And he couldn't, he just couldn't lie to them.

He's to everyone for far too long as he sat on his bed with his hands on his head, pulling his hair out of frustration. This situation felt like he was in the eye of a hurricane with no means of escape and yet he still hasn't drowned. He couldn't seem to die. It brought so many memories of those twenty years of loneliness and quiet that he had to live through, even the years before that!

Viktor recalled that very first ice skating competition he ever entered, the mixed emotions and anxiety he felt that day. He thought that he was going to lose and wash all his hard work down the drain that day. That day where he had to prove to his parents that ice skating was not just a hobby to him, that he can handle the competition and have a career in the ice. He skated his way out of those doubtful thoughts, he skated to the best he could and even did the advanced jumps Yakov forbade him to do for this competition. And he won that day, he proved the people who doubted him wrong.

A couple years later, when he had his long hair was the time when he found himself in that hurricane again. He was a lost of how he could once again surprise the audience after reading a stupid article claiming that he was losing his fans from lack of surprises. He knew that this was just another bully reporter trying to put him down, the first time he skated his way out, and this time he grabbed a pair of scissors that were lying on the counter. It took all the will and courage to finally bring the silver scissors close to his long hair and in an instant, he cut the first strands of his hair. Strings of silver falling to the floor, snip after snip. The world indeed was surprised when he appeared on the ice rink to perform, with his new look, he skated his way to the top once again and it stopped the reporter from making those remarks again.

After winning his fifth gold medal, that banquet night when Yuuri got drunk and took his hand to dance with him. When Yuuri asked him to come to Hasetsu and to coach him it made his heart fly miles away! That night brought life and love into his dull life, but the next day he found him in that same hurricane again. He couldn't seem to forget that night, especially Yuuri...He realized that he had fallen for the Japanese skater, and now he was standing between the choice of dropping everything to coach him or to continue on his career. It was until he saw the viral video of Yuuri skating to his program, seeing him skating had convinced Viktor to make his final decision. He left to Japan and proceeded to coach Yuuri, which was the best decision of his life. After everything they've been through, all those obstacles, the competition, the anxiety, and patience, he and Yuuri ended up engaged with the promise to stay by each other's side.

He had to face those damn hurricanes so many times when it came to proving himself to people who doubted, to satisfy the audience and himself with surprises, and surviving the challenges he faced to earn the love he and Yuuri have created. It was all skating, or figure skating- related, but it was skating that brought him out of those hurricanes and getting the satisfaction he worked hard to get. Skating saved him so many times, whether it was him who was the one skating or just watching Yuuri skating.

Wait for it...Wait for it...Wait for it...

And now, this hurricane was waiting for him to drown again. This situation will not get any better if he continued on with the stupid act of innocence. Everyone is waiting for him to give them their answers. He knew that those damn rumors will not be put to rest unless he says something. Skating got him out before, but now, he had to be the one who forces himself out without help.

Wait for it...Wait for it...Wait for it...

The whole world will have their eyes and ears on him...

His coach, friends, and even Yuuri's family have their trust on him...

And Yuuri...

Yuuri entrusted his love, his heart, his soul, his life, loyalty, and trust to him...

Viktor couldn't go through these lies anymore, he couldn't allow Alexei and Valeria to pull the strings and control him with fear. He couldn't allow them to ruin his ad Yuuri's careers. He will not allow those devils to make him lie anymore!

Wait for it...Wait for it...Wait for it...

He finally got up from the bed and marched his way to the small table where he left his bag and phone. He opened his bag where he had the two papers he signed, where he even had small letters of poetry Valeria left for him every night which he stashed away with anger. Then he had his phone on in the messages app where he received past texts from both Valeria and Alexei.

It was all the proof he needed.

Wait for it...Wait for it...Wait for it...

His hands were trembling, butterflies were beginning to swallow up the pit of his stomach as he then pulled up the number of the reporter who started the rumors and published the first article with those rumors which had his contacts at the end of the story. He knew what he was about to pull, he knew that the results of this action will be disastrous. Hell, he didn't know if Yuuri was going to stay with him, or if anyone was going to trust him ever again after what he was going to do.

"Yuuri," He whispered as he slowly dialed the number. "I'm so sorry..."

Wait for it...Wait for it...Wait for it...

He pressed the call button, waited for what it seems like an eternity until he heard the voice of the reporter:

"Hello? What is your business?"

Viktor then answered back with a serious tone, "This is Viktor Nikiforov, and I'm calling you for something of importance."

He ignored the shocked and stammering tone of the reporter as he gasped, "V-Viktor N-Nikiforov? What is it you want from me? I do not regret writing that article after taking that picture! You are up to something!"

"That's why I'm calling," Viktor replied.

"Pardon?"

Viktor took a deep breath, this was the moment of truth...

Wait for it...Wait for it...Wait for it...

"I want to call for a full press conference with the Grand Prix Final Judges, you, and any reporter who wants answers. If you want the truth behind that photo you took, arrange that press conference for tomorrow morning. I'm willingly going to tell you all everything in public."

Wait for it...Wait for it...Wait for it...WAIT!

"That can but arranged Mr. Nikiforov."

Me: And thus all hell will break loose in the next chapter.

Viktor: *lies in the corner weeping* I want you to end me now!

Yuuri: *comforts him* Viktor, I'm still here. It's going to be okay.

Me: Besides, that story Yurio's and Mari's job to end your story you later on.

Viktor: *sobs more*

Yurio: *ignores us* Midnight hopes you enjoy this chapter, make sure to review, favorite, and follow to see what will happen in the press conference and everyone's reactions.