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Me: TIME FOR THE NEW CHAPTER FOR ALL YOU OTAYURI FANS! So sorry for not updating lately, Tumblr and summer assignments have been getting my attention but no worries, I've completed my vacation school tasks so here I am!
Viktor: *enters the room looking dead inside* Whoever makes those fanfictions about me and Yuuri adopting Yurio made a grave mistake...He's a demon who breaks his dads with no remorse!
Yuuri: *hands him another bowl of katsudon, ignoring him* Just ignore him, he's still upset with Yurio's comment two chapters ago.
Yurio: He deserved it!
Me: ...*turns away from them and to audience* Alright guys I hope you enjoy this chapter and remember that I, unfortunately, do not own the Yuri on Ice characters or the anime, they belong to our beloved goddess and creator Kubo-sensei, and wish our little skating family luck with the drama!
Yurio: THEY'RE NOT MY FAMILY!
"We get imprisoned even if we came to make peace," Michele mumbled under his breath as he picked a spoonful of oatmeal that was given to them for breakfast, for a bunch of mysterious fairies, they sure know how to cook.
"If this is one of the conditions the fairies set for us to earn their trust by the end of the month then we should accept their terms with good grace," Sara reminded him as he only grumbled in response since he knew she was right. "I wonder what they're going to do us today? For a dungeon, they do have style." On cue, she pointed to hung up paintings in silver and gold frames of nature, romance, and even animals! "Great art skills."
"Aw thank you," A voice interrupted, startling the group only to see one of the fairy soldiers called Mila entering with a smile on her face. "I painted most of these during my spare time when I'm bored."
"That's nice I guess," Michele commented awkwardly, seeing how there was a lot of paintings on the wall in front of them. "You seem to get bored a lot."
"And you seem to get angry a lot," Another voice entered, but his tone of voice was more serious. "Seung-gil Lee," He introduced himself as he sensed Michele fighting the urge to hiss at him so he glared at him that sent chills at Emil's and Sara's spines. "And I'm not interested in your twin sister so you can stop planning to destroy me."
"Huh?! How did you know that?" Michele gasped, not sure if he should be scared or angry.
"He could read your mind, Mickey!" Emil realized with astonishment, his hands on his cheeks while his mouth made an 'O' shaped. "Is he our executor?! Did we already fail the month trial for not eating breakfast fast enough?"
"Of course not you idiot!" Michele snapped at his next door partner, punching the wall of his cell since his fist couldn't reach Emil. "They must here for a different reason."
"For someone with anger issues, you're pretty smart," An overconfident voice commented as the next soldier entered the room who happens to be JJ as he explained. "We're not here to execute anyone yet, you still have your month to prove your innocence. But you four can't really spend that time in the dungeons, it's pretty boring down here and you aren't really allowed to roam the kingdom by yourselves so that's when we come in. We're technically your escorts who will be watching each of you in case you plan anything fishy when you're alone."
"If that's what it takes to earn your kingdom's trust then we don't mind being stalked every second of the day," Sara sighed with understanding, then pointing to Mila, "But fair Mila is going to be my guard right? I rather have a soldier who is the same gender as me to guard me than a man, it would do my brother some good anyway."
"Well, you're in luck because I'm assigned to you," Mila smirked, walked over in front of the cell Sara was in as she bowed down with delight, "I do believe we've gotten on the wrong foot yesterday with the whole fight...I do hope you turn out innocent by the end of this, you're too pretty to be considered evil and imprisoned for life."
"Mila, we're only here allow them to have some fresh air and to keep on eye on them," Seung-gil reminded, holding the keys as he unlocked the cell doors of Sara, Michele, and Emil. "Not to flirt with them for no reason."
Mila only pouted as she grabbed Sara's hand to gently pull her out and handed her a change of clothes, "You're so mean Seung-gil! Well, I'm off to escort this fair lady to a changing room so she could get out of those rags and dress into something more suitable."
The moment the two were out of sight, JJ shook his head and lightly chuckled, "Women, they always go in little groups." He then turned to Emil, making a serious face that is easily mistaken for a cocky look instead, "Emil my man, I'm going to be your soldier to keep you in check so just tell me where you want to go and I'll keep my eye on you, just not outside this palace of course...But first, we got to put you in something more your style, the leather on you is too much."
"Oh, am I going to be dressed in plants?" Emil asked with starry gaze eyes, his fist pumped up with excitement.
"Uh no," JJ blinked once and twice, staring at him as if he was speaking in a foreign language. "We're just going to give you regular clothes that we wear on common days, nothing fancy or green. You, humans, have to stop assuming that we dress in plants." He stopped to laugh for a while before motioning Emil to follow him, "You're nearly as funny as my fiance, let's hope your jokes can prove you're an ally."
At this point, it was just Seung-gil, Michele, and Otabek as the stoic soldier approached the male twin and stated, "You should come with me to start your day, Prince Viktor insisted at all four of you should be clothed into something suitable. You can have some fresh air while you're at it."
"What am I to you, a dog?" Michele hissed back, even though he was here for a mission, his anger cannot be tamed.
"A dead one if you don't cooperate, trust me I've dealt with more angrier brats than you are," Seung-gil simply replied, which shut Michele up as the stoic soldier led him away but not only he turned to where was Otabek was still sitting down on the wooden bed in his cell. "The soldier Yuri Plisetsky will be arriving soon to take responsibility for you, and a word of caution: Do not provoke him." And with that, Seung-gil and Michele were out of the dungeons, leaving Otabek with the silence and the bit of dim light the small dungeon windows provided.
Well they seem to be getting along fine, Otabek thought to himself, his head laid against the stone wall as he looked up at the ceiling with his eyes closed. His thoughts were soon interrupted when he heard the door of the entrance burst open with a loud SLAM which made him open his eyes to see the angry intruder. It turned out to be the same blonde teen he was fighting with yesterday who was wearing a very pissed off expression as he approached his cell. So his name is Yuri Plisetsky...If he wasn't on their side then he'd make a fine hunter.
"What are you staring at asshole?" Yurio grumbled under his breath. It's only been ten seconds and I already want to kill him just for staring at me as if he hasn't seen a soldier before."You're Otabek Altin right?"
"You should know, I did say my name during our little quarrel yesterday," Otabek answered, only to see Yuri growl and then with much angry force, throw some clothes at him and then grit his teeth.
"I've been told to make sure you get changed into some decent clothes," Yurio mumbled, turning around to look away from him, "I'm not letting you out and you're here by yourself so get dressed here!"
"So I take that I'm going to be staying in here for awhile according to your wishes?" Otabek asked as he got up to pick up the clothing he got which was just a simple gray cotton tunic and black pants along with brown shoes. He looked up to see that Yuri still had his back facing him so he had no choice to get dressed starting with the pants since the faster he got changed, the less awkward."You seem to have more anger issues than my friend Michele if you hate me enough to keep me inside the darkness of the dungeons."
"Oh I wish I could just keep you inside this place to rot but Prince Nikiforov gave me orders to make sure you at least get some fresh air," Yuri muttered with disappointment as he crossed his arms. "Don't expect me to fall for any of your tricks, I don't trust you so don't expect me to share stories and make friendship bracelets with you."
"I don't expect to hear any story from you, you'd probably think I'd pity you if I heard any," Otabek replied, now switching to the tunic. He didn't want to admit it, mainly because he didn't realize how he was finding Yuri's blunt tone somewhat captivating. A challenge that he'd like to see how he'll be able to handle soon. "And friendship bracelets sounds too ridiculous to consider. If you want a score to settle, give me a sword and we can both settle it if you want."
Yurio on the other hand, despite having his back facing Otabek, his eyes widened a bit at the reply he received. Honestly, this Otabek wasn't like the other three ex-hunter idiots who are just too annoying to handle, in fact, this person was different. "You seem to know what to say to try to get to my good graces but as much as I love to slice you up, I'm not really allowed to let you handle a sword or slice you up unless you try anything funny."
There was a moment of silence until he heard a dry chuckle from Otabek who answered, "I'm already done with funny business but that depends on what you want from me or what you want me to be."
Yurio only gritted his teeth as he growled, "I want you to cut the whole riddles and sweet talk crap and make sure you don't get yourself killed by my hand."
"I'm done getting dressed," Otabek announced, much to Yurio's surprise since he was expecting a reply from his comment and when he turned around to see the now dressed ex-hunter sitting on the bed and get an unexpected response, "And I look forward to your attempts to end me by the end of the month."
An overconfident asshole to add...Yurio thought to himself in annoyance as he unlocked the doors of the cell while Otabek stepped out only to get his hands handcuffed as the blonde bluntly stated, "You want trust, then bear with the bullshit thrown at you and don't use any fancy words on me...Your words might have worked on Prince Nikiforov and the rest of the guards but you're going to need a lot more than words to get my trust. Learn how to do that then maybe you might not end up getting your head sliced by me before the deadline."
And maybe before the month ends, I can see just what you are planning behind those words of yours...Yurio added in his thoughts, looking away from Otabek as he led him out of the dungeons. He'll never get my trust.
I'm never going to get his trust if he still thinks I'm no ally, Otabek was thinking to himself at the same time. And before this month ends, I'm going to find out just who you are Yuri Plisetsky, and why you look like a fairy when I can sense that you are no magical creature.
Me: Yes very interesting interaction
Yurio: Not bad...What are you planning Midnight, you're making that creepy smile again
Me: Oh just thinking of the next chapter, oh this will be the greatest story I will ever create for Otayuri!
Otabek: This is the only story you created for Otayuri -_-
Me: STILL!
Yurio: *Turns to audience* Midnight hopes you enjoyed this chapter and make sure to review, follow, and favorite to see the next chapter *reads slip I handed him* next chapter might have a recreation of the motorcycle scene...WHAT DOES THAT MEAN HAG!?
Me: I'M LITERALLY THE SAME AGE AS YOU YURIO!