"The... truth is Yura.. you're the one I have a crush on... I... love you, Yura."
Those words filled my head ever since that night, seriously what was I thinking, I thought laying on the couch, man jut thinks if I stayed quiet, I could be in a bed right now. But would it be right to lie about my feelings to sleep in a bed?
"Oi. What you are oing downere?"
I sprung up to see Yuri standing in the hallway, he had a kinda sway to him though imply some alcohol was in his system, it bothered me more than I want to admit than he was drinking now.
"Why are you down here it's almost midnight."
"I woe bit agodu find I was in my bed. thatwas you doing?" he asked his words seemed to bunch together
"your slurring more than usual? just how much did you have?"
"ooo tha... bictur midded that the bodka form before was a water mi he made to test meh..the ew bottle isreal.." Yuri said walking over to me and basically falling in the seat next to me
"Yuri, you should just go to bed.. you could hurt yourself..."
"Wow, no fath... you didn aswer me beka... why ou down here?"
"What do you mean?"
"You normally seep wit me. why down ere?"
"You kicked me out, remember? that's why."
"Ehhh, that was yesterday, ome on i'm lonely, ust don't do weir thing to me."
"Yuri- you don't really think I'd- Nevermind.. come on, let's just go to bed.." I said standing up
"Ook," He said, beginning to stand then popping back down. "Yea, I can't get up.."
"... Guess I'm carrying you then..." I sighed, picking him up and slinging him across my shoulder, I walked over to the kitchen and went to the fridge, there has to be some water in here
"weee..." Yuri giggled. "This ride is fun..." A moment ago, he was having a mostly coherent conversation, but not he's giggling like a little kid who just played the "Best" prank on their parents. Finally located and pulled a water bottle out of the fridge and started to head to the stairs. I took care heading up the stairs. The last thing I wanted to do was drop Yuri or bang his head on a step. Soon we were at his room, I placed Yuri on his bed and went to check the windows, they were covered, right, needed to be sure Yuri wouldn't be blinded tomorrow. Jeez, when did I become a drunk guy's babysitter? I hope Yuri realizes I wouldn't do this for anyone else... I climbed on the opposite side of the bed, well.. at least I'm in bed again. Hopefully, Yuri isn't uncomfortable with this when he sobers up...
Suddenly I felt arms wrap around me. My cheeks burned...
"Yura-" I stampered, "Personal space!"
"Giant tebbi.." He murmured
"Yurii.." I said, trying to separate him. Does this mean he? No Beka, you have to remember he's drunk he doesn't even realize what he's doing...
I felt like I spent the whole night trying to separate him from me, but at some point must have given up and gone to sleep.
"Ugh... My head... eh.. oh, when did you get here?"
I shot up and looked around, Yuri had at some point went back to his side, great, I didn't want Yuri to question that.. if i'm lucky he doesn't remember that.
"You came down and got me last night.."
"I have no memory of this..."
"If it makes you uncomfortable, I can leave Yura."
"No, You're fine, sorry I reacted the way I did.."
"Don't worry about it, I got your water when you came to get me, it's next to you.."
"So it is..." He said and opened the bottle, I much preferred it when he drank from these bottles,
"Do you remember anything from yesterday Night?"
"Not really.."
"Hey... Yura, I know you hate this question but-"
"Yes, I'm fine... You people need to stop asking that"
"... We'll stop asking when we stop having reason to ask." I stated, after I said it, I realized it probably wasn't the first time he heard that.
"You sound like Katsudon.." He grumbled
"You say that Like it's a bad thing..."
"Maybe it is."
"Yuri listen-, No what, no, I'm not gonna lecture you that's not gonna do anything... God, I sound like my Mom."
"Exactly," Yuri interjected,
"But Really Yuri, if you don't say anything, we can't help you, that's the last I'll say of it... I promise.."
"Whatever."
It's been a week since his Dedushka's passing, there's no way he's fine like he says he is, am I reading into this too much? Maybe Yuri really is just the type to get over things fast, but... It's doesn't seem like he is, heck when I met him he was still a little angry Victor ran off to Japan, that had been 9 months since then. Maybe I should lay off a little, I mean, the funeral is in a few hours, it was planned by other members of the Plisetsky family, for whatever reason Yuri doesn't seem too fond of the idea of seeing other family members, then again, From everything he's told me he doesn't have that great a relationship with his family, hence why he considered Dedushka, his only family,
"Hey, Otabek, is Yuri up?"
"Yea but.. he's not in a talky mood."
"is he-"
"Ok? Probably not, but like I said, he isn't talking, so I wouldn't know."
"but- eh, fair enough. you know if he's almost ready?"
"Relax, Katsudon, I'm right here."
I turned around to face, Yuri, he was wearing the same basic suit he wore to all formal events, his hair piled into a bun.
"You're wearing your hair out of your face?"
"I'm not in the mood to listen to the relatives' nag about my hair."
"Your nails look nice, I didn't realize you liked nail polish."
"oh, yea." Yuri snickered and held up his hand, his nail wear coated a veil of black "The relatives don't think boys should wear makeup, so I wear nail polish when I see them, to grind their gears, it's like a game to see who makes a big deal first."
"I just I get that. well.. are you ready to-"
"Let's get this over with, so you guys can stop looking at me like that. your pity is sickening." Yuri said, walking past us.
"Yuri-" I hear Yuuri start
"I said, let's go!"
I look at Victor and Yuuri, Victor's face contorts in mild anger, and for a second it looked like he was going to say something, but instead, he sighs and follows Yuri out the door. Yuuri and I follow. The drive is silent, and soon we arrive at the church. Immediately we are greeted by a bunch of Blond people.
"Hello, you must be Victor and Yuuri. I'm Yuri's Tetya." My aunt, Tetya being Russian for Aunt, said
"It's nice to meet you," Victor replies
"Hey Yuri, it's been a while, look how you've grown."
"Yea, yea that's what tends to happen," Yuri replied
"I see Nikolai never did straighten out your attitude" She sighed
"Wow, we've been talking only 1 minute, and your already judging.. if you guys need me, I'll be inside."
I walked away and went inside, time for some more judgy relatives and pity.
"Yuri? that you?"
I turned around and came face to face with one of my cousins, Irina.
"It is you."
"Oh hey," I said she wasn't as annoying as other members of my family
"How have you been it's been so long."
"Eh, I've been better, but pretty good."
"I can get that. it's a shame we don't see each other more often."
"We, but then I'd have to deal with your parents more often."
"Hey, they aren't that bad, hey, are your nail painted?"
"uh yeah," I reply this should be interesting how much of an influence has my dear aunt had on her.
"My ma says that makeup is only for girls and Gay boys.." She started, "but I think they look beautiful." she finished, must have noticed the look of annoyance on my face
"Believe me, I know what your Ma says."
"Yea, I know, sorry...Oh, yea, that reminds me... your Mama is here... be careful."
"Of course, she is.. thanks for the heads up, Irina."
"You're welcome."
"I'll just go see Dedushka then hide till the thing really starts."
"Sounds boring."
"Sounds more fun then dealing with my lovely relatives."
"Hey."
"you can't tell me you don't find them at all annoying."
"You find everyone annoying, Yuri."
"Not the point."
"Irina! Your mother is looking for you!" We hear a voice call out. A chill went down my spine. Mama.
"Yuri, go!" Irina, whisper yelled.
I didn't waste a second and went down the hall away from my mama. I found myself in the main room."
"Oi Yurochka! Nice of you to show up." I hear my Uncle call
"Oh, Hey, Dyadya..."
"Show some respect. You never change Yurochka.."
"Yea, yea... I just want to go see Dedushka." I said, going to walk past before I could though Dyadya blocks my path.
"Listen here. Boy. I'm sick and tired of this attitude, stop alienating your family son, we're all you got."
"Would family, Laugh and tell me about how figure skating is girls sport whenever they get the chance?" I say, trying to push past, only to be shoved backward,
"That's because it is! You're just lucky that Ballet is girlier." He retorted, I ignored
"Would family try to cut my hair when I go to my only sane cousin's birthday?" I say and elbowing his arm out the way. It looked like I was gonna get past, but he grabbed me by the shoulders.
"Yuri Stop this- Are you wearing Nail polish? This and Skating... Are you Gay boy."
"I'm. Not. Gay." I Gritted.."
"Listen, boy, I'm not trying to fight with you-"
"Would Family use physically force me to keep me from going to see my own Dedushka for the last time." that made him let go. Finally.
"You're going to regret this one day. weather you see it or not, we all care about you."
"It's far too late to start caring... I gave you all many chances.."
"Yuri!" A voice called. A chill went down my spine. Mama. I wanted to run, but I was frozen. She caught me. All-cause my stupid Uncle kept me stationary.
"Yuri, it's been so long! how are you, Yurochka?"
"I-I'm fine."
"Your Boy is still as rude as very Alla."
"Oh, don't mind him. He's just a moody Teenager, Alik."
"Whatever. I'm gonna go."
"See ya! Oh, look at you, Yuri! so strong and beautiful, Just like Me."
".."
"I Flew To Barcelona, you know. To see your first ever Grand Prix finals. My Boy, you didn't disappoint. 1st place in your first ever Grand Prix. Perfection, I'm so glad you didn't quit skating. Your lessons the best money I ever spent. Just think how we could live together off your winnings."
"U-Us?"
"Oh well, I figured with the passing of my Papa, You'd be moving in with me? Yurochka? You're moving back in the right?"
"I- I'm living with Victor and Yuuri now.."
"You mean you'd rather live with those Fags than your mama? what did I do to deserve this Yura?"
"Don't- don't call me that."
"What I can't call you a nickname now? Yuri, I did so much for you? Why can't you just be grateful? I fed you, gave you a roof to sleep under? I bought all your equipment out of pocket! Imagine the things I could have gotten with that, wine, Shoes, so much, But I bought you things."
"I- I'm sorry you had to spend so much on me.." I trembled. No, I'm not sorry, I'm sorry you feel that you need to intimidate to get what you want. Why can't I just speak my mind to her! Why am I trembling? I'm not scared. I'm not afraid of her! Dedushka! No- he's... someone... Anyone!? God, I need a drink when I get home...