Here I am again with a new OS! I hope you are all doing well during these tough times and keep your spirits up! Today I am giving you an international OS lololol!
Here you will see discussions written in Japanese (thanks google tanslate because my level in Japanese is really low) but there will be no translation as a result! The translations will be in the end note because we are in the point of view of Yurio, who does not understand any word of Japanese! So I wanted to convey Yurio's misunderstanding to you xD
I promise I wouldn't do it often.
Again, I'm really sorry if there is a lot of grammar/syntax mistakes. English is not my main language so feel free to correct me anytime but don't be too hard on me please !
Anyway thank you for reading my babbling, I hope you like it!
Enjoy !
Summary : It was obvious that Viktor spoke several languages. Japanese was a new addition to his record. Yuuri was doing well on his side in Russian.
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Since Yuuri had settled in Russia with Viktor, the Japanese had taken the initiative to practice more his Russian. He already knew the basics but found it difficult to have a long conversation with his rink mates. Therefore, during their free time, Viktor took care to teach his fiancé his native language. Viktor, for his part, tried to speak and write Japanese fluently, wanting to be able to speak with ease to his parents-in-law without having to resort to English. So often in the Katsuki-Nikiforov household, it was a Japanese or Russian lesson after each meal for an hour. And that was what they were doing. Viktor was absorbed in a text that Yuuri had given him to read.
"Yuu?" Viktor said, looking up from his sheet.
"Yes?"
"Can you tell me what this kanji is? " The silver haired handed him the sheet and settled on his right side while passing an arm around his waist. Yuuri snuggled against his body and rested his head on his shoulder.
"Hm ... Look here" said the Japanese, circling one of the ideograms. "It's "大" which means "large, big", so " Ō ". The "学" which means "study" so " gaku ". And together " 大学 " which simply means "University" therefore " Daigaku "."
"So, it literally means "Big school or big studies"?
" Exactly. "
Viktor kissed his cheek in thanks and returned to his sheet while Yuuri read a newspaper in Cyrillic.
Each of them progressed quickly, so quickly that when they talked, the couple mixed English, Russian and Japanese when they were absorbed in their discussion. Which happened relatively often.
What Yuri Plisetsky liked in life were cats, figure skating, Pirojki and Katsudon. And aslo he adored Yuuri and Viktor, even if he would never admit it. So, seeing his two friends (read parents) arriving at the ice rink hand in hand tore a smile from him that he hurried to remove with a frown.
"Hey Katsudon, Old Man! You are already spreading your love by the morning! Keep it at home!" Grunted the blond.
"ご め ん Yurio!" sneered Viktor.
Yuri raised an eyebrow at the word. He had heard it when he was in Hasetsu but he no longer remembered its meaning. He just shrugged before going on the ice. The couple followed the blonde while greeting their rink mates.
In the morning, Viktor fulfilled his role as coach fully by taking care only of his fiancé, and in the afternoon, Viktor trained on his side with Yakov. Suddenly, the silver did not hesitate to compliment his lover with fervour when the latter successfully completed a jump, which made the old Russian coach angry. Besides, Yuuri just did a Quadruple Lutz with grace under the admiring (but concealed) gaze of Yurio.
" Yuuuuuuuuuuuri ~" exclaimed Viktor, raising his arms with energy. "This Quadruple Lutz was 美しい my love !"
"Stop Vitya, it's not true... "
"It iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis! 私を信じて!"
"で も..."
"No buts Yuuri! Go on."
Yuuri sighed but smiled nonetheless. The Japanese man started skating Eros again under the watchful gaze of his fiancé. On the other side of the ice, Yuri, Mila and Georgi watched the duo.
"Is it me or have they just used three different languages to speak to each other?" asked Mila.
"That's what they did, said Georgi. How often happens Yura?"
The blond shrugged. "It happens," he said. "When I am at their house, they refrain from speaking a bit. I thought it was to avoid exposing myself to their disgusting behaviour-"
"To their loving behaviour you mean? asked Mila.
"Their love, so pure and beautiful! Ah ... Anya we could be like them..."
"ANYWAY!" cut the blond. "Finally, I think that they tried to not speak three languages in my presence for my sake. It must be chaotic to listen and try to understand."
"Ah look at them Yura, they are doing it." noticed Mila.
Indeed, the couple had was against the edge of the ice rink a few meters from the rest of the Russian team. Viktor had his back against the railing and Yuuri huddled against him. The Russian's arms surrounded the Japanese's waist and his hands gently caressed his belly.
"Tell me" started Viktor. "Is it normal that I have such a hard time with 日本語 darling ?"
"It's normal Vitya," replied Yuuri, placing his hands over his. "日本語はあなたが学んだどの言語とも異なります。ね？"
"は い 、 問題 は 漢字 で す" said the silver haired.
"And you learned ... about how much ?"
"... about 800 ?"
Yuuri quickly freed himself from his lover's embrace and looked at him with a proud smile.
"す ご い！ It's rare that someone can memorize that much Kanji so quickly! You started only three months ago !"
And there, Yuri saw something very rare.
Viktor was caught off guard and was embarrassed. His cheeks were slightly red and he was absently rubbing his neck, a habit he had surely taken from Yuuri. Mila and Georgi were as surprised as the young blond.
" Stop, I remind you that you learned Cyrillic in barely two weeks ... and there you read Russian newspapers with ease."
"There is a difference between learning one alphabet and learning three, one of which is initially Chinese.あなたはいつも主張せずに賛辞を受け入れるように私に言います. Can you do the same?"
Viktor laughed quietly and approached him until their foreheads touched.
"Yes, my love. I can do that."
"You are a genius?" asked Yuuri, blushing lightly.
"I am a genius"
"You are the best future husband?" said Yuuri with a wide smile.
"You Yuuri, YOU are the best future husband." Replied Viktor with a wide smile.
Their lips met and exchanged a soft kiss before parting.
" 愛してるViten'ka."
" I love you Yuu."
With one last kiss, they ended their break, not noticing that half of the rink had observed their multilingual exchange.
"It was... interesting" started Georgi. "I didn't even understood half of this discussion."
"You're not the only one I reassure you Georgi. Yuri, have you ever seen conversations like this?"
"No, and they're right to not talk like that all day long. Can you imagine if at the rink they spoke three different languages" asked Yurio.
"That would be completely incomprehensible! " laughed Georgi. "Anyway, these two shows us the true form of a love so pure and so perfect! They understand each other so well beyond the border of language! Ah... Anya if only-"
"OKAY! CAN WE SKATE NOW?" interrupted Yuri
"Yeah, it's not a bad idea. Let's go before Yakov comes back." said Mila.
Right at the same time, the aforementioned arrived.
"MILA, YURA, GEORGI WHAT ARE YOU DOING THERE? GO ON THE ICE IMMEDIATELY! AND YOU VIKTOR STOP FLIRTING WITH KATSUKI AND BEHAVe LIKE A REAL COACHFOR THE GOD'S SAKE! Katsuki relax a little and your Salchow will be perfect."
Yurio looked at his rink mates in surprise. Yakov had just creamed at the whole Russian team but was more or less normal with Yuuri? The Russian looked at his Japanese counterpart who was blushing slightly but had a determined expression on his face.
Finally, Yuri could understand why Yakov had been soften by Yuuri Katsuki.
He was the only one who listened to him without doing whatever he wanted, whether he was talking in Russian or in English.
Notes:
ご め ん ！ = Sorry!
美しい = Magnificent
私を信じて! = Trust me!
で も = But
日本語 = Japanese (language)
日本語はあなたが学んだどの言語とも異なります。ね？ = Japanese is unlike any language you have learned. Right ?
は い 、 問題 は 漢字 で す。 = Yes, the problem is Kanji.
す ご い！ = It's amazing!
あなたはいつも主張せずに賛辞を受け入れるように私に言います = You always told me to accept compliments without arguing.
愛してる = I love you