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-Yuuri and Victor's Name Signs will remain a
mystery because it is improper for a Hearing
person(Me for example) to give anyone a name
sign.
Name Sign: A specific sign that names a person.
There are Combo Signs and Traditional Signs.
Combo- 1st letter of your name and a sign.
Traditional- a descriptive or arbitrary sign.
Opinions on them vary.
"I'm going to give you a name sign now."
At Victor's confused look, Yuuri elaborated. "Spelling out your full name can be annoying and take unnecessary amounts of time after you've introduced yourself. Name signs are just signs used to refer to you. You'll spell your full name first to introduce yourself, and then use the sign I've given you for any other Deaf people to use from that moment onward."
'Why do you have to give it?' Victor asked, gesturing toward Yuuri with his index finger.
"Experienced Deaf people are the best to get a name from so you don't accidentally choose something someone else is using, so you don't misuse Grammar, and so you don't accidentally insult the Deaf Community as a whole. Also it is a sign of trust and friendship."
'Oh.'
'Yes.'
'Do you have one?'
'In ASL,' Yuuri signed. "There are seven D/deaf and Hard of Hearing people in total here in Hasetsu, so the nearest community would be Fukuoka. I didn't travel much as a child, so my experience is more in American Deaf Communities due to university."
Pulling out his mobile, he typed out the rest of his explanation, knowing that it would take quite some time if he tried to say everything. Sometimes there was a strain after a while because he didn't have to talk all the time in order to converse.
I was told by a young woman named Mara, that I'm very
heartfelt as a person(among other things), and then she
gave me my name sign.
It took nearly a month of knowing each before I got one
and even then some of her friends had been a little wary,
thinking we weren't acquainted well enough yet. However,
it was her decision and from then on, I had a name sign
of my own.
This is called a combined sign.
A letter and then a motion to point out a characteristic she
felt that I embodied. It takes knowledge of someone's
character to choose correctly.
Combined signs are the more go-to method for name signs
these days. Though not all D/deaf people agree with such as
they might prefer traditional methods of signing over newer
methods.
Opinions on them vary.
Victor took his time as he signed, 'What will my name sign be?'
"Let me think about it for a moment."
What kind of sign represented Victor?
Victor adjusted Yuuri's leg and the position he was in, turning him until he was standing correctly. His body held tight and didn't waver even when Victor pulled away to look him over. Standing at his side, Victor took the same position to give a better example. Once his feet were placed properly, his knees bent and he jumped up, doing a single rotation, and landing perfectly. Gesturing to Yuuri, who watched closely, he said, "You push off that way and it can ensure a cleaner landing. It's also safer for your ankles this way."
Yuuri nodded and Victor backed away toward the barrier in order to give him the space necessary to practice the jump. Yuuri made a ring around the rink, legs moving into a spread eagle and then… the lift off. Clean and concise. The landing just as clean.
Victor couldn't help but applaud and rush Yuuri, wanting to hug him for all he was worth! Yuuri's response was to laugh and pat Victor's head affectionately. Victor proceeded to repeatedly use the sign for 'proud' so Yuuri knew very well how he was feeling.
'I want to do it again,' Yuuri told him.
'Okay.'
He did it again. And he landed it again. And Victor hugged him again! Day by day, Yuuri was improving in one way or another and Victor couldn't help but he so proud of all of his efforts! It was a nice feeling inside of him, to see someone he cared for, succeed.
He wondered if Yakov ever felt like this when Victor had succeeded. It almost felt like a win for Victor as well.
Yuuri blinked as Mari tapped his shoulder.
'I need you to go and get me the cleaning supplies from the closet. One of the patrons lost their lunch and dinner.'
With nose wrinkled in disgust, Yuuri rushed off to do as she asked. His sense of smell worked just fine and he did not want to spend all evening smelling vomit. Surprisingly, the stench of vomit was potent and could permeate a room for hours. It would be bad for business if the other patrons couldn't stand to linger.
"Keep Makkachin away from it!" he called over his shoulder. While he'd never seen the poodle eat vomit, he didn't want to even give the overgrown pup a chance to try.
Now, when Mari told him someone lost their food, he thought she had meant only vomiting. Apparently, their guest was ill as well so there was more on the floor of the main banquet hall than just vomit. There were other things as well and Yuuri struggled not to be disrespectful by shoving his face into the collar of his shirt.
Yuuri ended up being relegated to clean up crew with Mari, while their mother helped the ill person to their room, and their father started telling stories of all the times similar things had happened to him, managing to keep the attitudes light despite what had just occurred.
'Thanks,' Mari signed once they finished. 'It would have taken forever without you.'
'The things I do for you.'
She snorted and sent him an amused look. 'Things I did for you, you mean. This took me back to your diaper days.'
'Can you not do that, please?'
She lit a cigarette and took a deep drag. "Nah!"
Evil. That was her true name and he didn't care what anyone had to say about it.
'I need to bathe for ten hours,' he told her.
"Same."
'I need a pumice stone for my whole body too.'
"I feel ya."
He shivered in disgust.
'Victor's back,' Mari signed suddenly.
Yuuri turned abruptly, seeing Victor dashing in their direction. His mouth was spread into a wide smile and his arms were outstretched, ready for a hug. There was no way he was going to let the other touch him now! Not after the hellish half hour he'd just been through and the things he had to touch. The things he had seen!
Yuuri darted for the onsen. He needed to get clean and he needed to do it promptly! Preferably before Victor latched onto him like a gangly octopus and began to rub his head over whatever part of Yuuri he could reach first.
He'd been invited into Yuuri's room! And it wasn't because Victor had flipped the light switch or come to him with an emergency!
They'd simply returned to the inn after practice, and Yuuri and he both headed straight for the hot spring. After such a grueling practice with Yuuri doing only Quads at Victor's request - as he wanted to test the other's stamina - they were both sweating profusely and needed a good soak.
Especially Yuuri, as he had fallen several times for the Lutz and Salchow, and his hips were probably aching. His percent rate of failure for both was going down considerably though. Out of ten Salchows, he fell four times where he used to fall all the time. And for the Lutz, he fell only six times out of ten. It was improvement! Yuuri was advancing slowly but surely. And they still had time to work out the kinks.
Said young man hummed happily as they settled into the water. And when Victor was ready to just recline and relax, Yuuri dropped it on him.
"Want to come to my room and watch a movie?"
Yuuri's hazel eyes were expectant, and he looked pleading almost. He wanted to watch a movie with Victor!
'What's the sign for 'movie'?' Victor asked after a moment, trying to remain cool.
Yuuri demonstrated.
'Then I'd like to watch a movie with you, Yuuri.'
The answering grin was lovely to behold.
Victor had been hyper aware of everything going on.
Yuuri had a twin bed, so there wasn't much space for two grown men and a rambunctious dog to fit in, but they had managed to make it work. Yet that had included them being squished together with their legs bunched up so Makkachin would lounge at the end of the bed.
Victor's right side had been pressed tightly up against Yuuri's left side and every time the other moved, Victor would feel the smooth skin of his arm slide along Victor's own arm. He was acutely aware of Yuuri's breathing, and his scent, and the little sounds he made when he breathed.
Watching the movie soon became boring as Victor focused more and more of his attention on Yuuri. Until Yuuri's head dropped onto his shoulder and a light snore filled the space between them. Yuuri had fallen asleep on Victor.
Victor paused the movie, closing the laptop for the moment in order to carefully lean down and place it under the bed. Yuuri groaned and shifted, following Victor's movements until he was fully laying against the Russian, mouth open slightly as he snored adorably.
It was an opportunity, Victor had realized. A chance for him to see Yuuri in a vulnerable state, and to be trusted with such was probably one of the best things to ever happen to him.
Victor wasn't exactly sure of how many people he could trust or how many would trust him so much. It was a sad thought, but it didn't bother him like it used to. He was older now and he understood life better these days. He knew that he could trust Yuuri with anything.
Yuuri, who looked at him like he was some kind of magician. Who always asked if Victor was okay. Who noticed that Victor wasn't happy when he use The Smile™ and had acted accordingly to make sure that Victor was well. Yuuri, who noticed things before even Victor did.
When he explained the need for vigilance, Victor hadn't expected it to go this far. It had been years since someone had doted on him like Yuuri and Mama Hiroko did. Years since Victor could just sit back and relax and not worry about paparazzi stalking his every move. Not having to consider what he did before he did it, lest it ruin his public image.
Honestly, being in Hasetsu was like he'd gone on holiday. The only one Victor had ever taken. Twenty years full of hard work and next to no play had made Victor a very bored boy. A very lonely and bored boy who lacked a proper idea of life and love.
Having some excitement brought back into his life all because of the miraculous skater known as Katsuki Yuuri, hadn't been expected. Yet he appreciated the mysterious turns of the universe all the more for it.
There was a shifting at the end of the bed, and Makkachin was scooting up toward them, probably realizing that it was time for bed. Actual bed. Where people slept instead of watched movies.
The poodle plopped down between them, her fuzzy head just shy of touching Yuuri's chin. Yuuri's arms reached out to curl around Victor's long time companion, and Victor smiled. He wished he had his mobile. The photo would have been adorable. However, this was a stunning moment in time, and Victor was feeling selfish.
He wanted to keep the memory for himself, and himself alone.
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