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First Skate:

The Familiar Skater?

Yuri Katsuki's POV

Hey Yuri Katsuki here! At twenty three, I'm one of the dime a dozen figure skaters certified by the JSF. I've come a long way since my idol, Victor Nikiforov, decided to be my coach. Now there's only a week until the Grand Prix Finals. Man, did the past eight months sure fly by.

Today Victor gave me the day off from training, but that doesn't mean I should just slack off. The GPF is next WEEK for crying out loud! So, here I am at Ice Castle Hasetsu just skating around with other people ice skating around with me. There does seem to be a weird divide down the center of the rink though.

I spot Yuko and her triplets Axel, Loop, and Lutz along with five other kids. Four were boys but the last one was a some how familiar girl with brown hair. What's going on? I wonder. Spotting Nishigori I glide over to him on my skates.

"Hey Yuri," he says, "what's up?" Nishigori keeps his eyes trained on the boys in the group Yuko has around her.

"Not much." I lean against the barrier. "Just wondering what's with the great divide?" I nod to how the rink looked cut down the middle. Nishigori just laughed a little and waved it off with his hand.

"Eh, don't worry about it. Yuko's just doing a figure skating class for the orphanage around here. You know how she is."

I nod in agreement. "Yeah she really likes helping those less fortunate huh?" Nishigori just nodded his agreement, keeping silent while watching Yuko teach the kids how to keep their balance, go forward, and make wide turns.

The trio had no problems and just started doing their own thing. Which really isn't that surprising as they've been skating since the age of three. The boys were having much more trouble. The tallest was tripping over his own to feet. The shortest kept falling down when trying to turn. The brunette couldn't stop running into the walls, and the last one kept being bumped into by the other three boys. The surprising one was the oddly familiar girl with chocolate brown hair that did everything she was instructed to do perfectly before doing other things. She almost seemed to be doing figures while waiting for instructions. She moved as though she already knew how to skate. She never hits the ground, others, or the barrier unlike the boys. She also doesn't wobble the way the triplets do on skates. It's almost like she's been doing it for years though she looks as though she's only five.

"Do you know who that little girl is Nishigori?" I look at him as he brings a hand up to his chin.

"Hmm. If I recall correctly that there is Fujioka Haruhi."

The familiar girl, Fujioka-chan, seemed to be almost dancing on the ice. When I got a glimpse of her face all I could see was her expression. Her large chocolate brown eyes cast down with an almost sad sort of acceptance in them and only a slight up turn of her lips in a miniscule smile. She seems as though she's just skating a pain away on a spiritual level. She reminds me of a dove with a hurt wing. Innocent, but injured in a bad way that will take a while to heal.

I feel sorry for the girl. That still, however, doesn't tell me why I recognize her though. I could tell that a frown was on my face. Though it must have been my eyes that showed the question on my mind.

"You know, those folks from the orphanage always tell us a bit about the kids who come take Yuko's class." I looked at him with a quirked eyebrow. What does that mean? Does he know what happened to make such a talented skater, like Haruhi, an orphan then? Nishigori chuckled, probably at my face. "You can ask Yuko if you want, but I have to get back to work." Then he left back to the lobby of the rink while I stayed and watched some more. Why does that girl, Fujioka Haruhi, look so familiar to me?