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Hiccup: No good *writes notes* they're still out of it *turns to audience* Midnight hopes you remember that she does not own any of the characters or anime except for the children OC
Yuuri: That's impossible! They can't be still dead for this long!
Hiccup: I know, but it's happening and I think we must call in another character to help me heal them
Yuuri: Who?
Rapunzel: *bursts in the room* I'M HERE, I LET MY HAIR HEAL THESE POOR SOULS
Yuuri: ...
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...About Four Months Later...
"Class dismissed!"
Victor stood in the middle of the ice, his head looking down while his bangs covered his pale eyes as his students bid their farewells to him once they stepped off the ice. The first two months without Yuuri was hell. Hana wouldn't stop crying and asking questions without having them both end up in tears or just him getting up to cry alone in his rather large bedroom. Yurio popped in every week to check up on them, mainly to take Hana and Yusha to sleepovers at his place while Victor was supposed to use that time to reflect but he just moped around.
By the end of the third month, he found out that the shooter was going to stay in prison for a long time but that was only because they confessed with stupid smiles and confidence along with pride! Listening to their testimony was enough to make Victor's blood boil and his eyes welling up with tears again. That night, he grabbed every little thing that belonged or even reminded him of Yuuri, stuffed them all in a giant box to tape up and hideaway into the darkness of the closet. That also included ice skates, medals, costumes, music, actually recorded videotapes of their routines, and even their phones that was recovered from that dreadful day plus chargers. He didn't want to risk breaking any of them when he went on an angry rampage.
"YOU PROMISED!" He shouted with rage, throwing vases to the ground as they shattered, "YOU SAID YOU'D ALWAYS STAY WITH US! THAT YOU'LL ALWAYS STAY CLOSE TO ME, THAT YOU'LL NEVER LEAVE US BEHIND! YOU FUCKING PROMISED YUURI KATSUKI-NIKIFOROV!"
The drawers and cabinets fell to the ground with a large crash as skates were tossed to the wall.
"WHY DID YOU LEAVE US!? WHY DID YOU BREAK YOUR PROMISES!?" Heavy fat tears fell from his eyes as he punched the wall, "Why did you let me break my promises? I said I was going to protect you always! WHY DIDN'T YOU LET ME PROTECT YOU!? WHY DID YOU LET ME FAIL?!" In the end, he leaned against the wall, falling to the floor to curl up in a ball and just cry himself to sleep.
Hana and Yusha were staying over at his parent's home that weekend since they insisted to help him take care of them while he had a moment's peace so he didn't worry when he broke the rest of the items in the room to the point of ripping the blankets, pillows, and covers to shreds with his bare hands. When they got home that day, he just told Hana that he was chasing a wild animal around the house and things just got very messy. He didn't want to frighten her just because he couldn't let go.
He was just an empty lifeless shell who barely speaks or smile towards anyone, not even to Hana and Yusha no matter how hard he tried. Their eyes and behavior just scream for their papa, even Yusha, who was just a baby, wanted his papa to sing him to sleep like he used to. Victor just found himself mumbling the song, not with the pure emotion he used to do with Yuuri on special occasions which usually doesn't work. The only way he was able to get Yusha to sleep was with Lilia's or even Yurio's help but sometimes he was left alone to deal with him until the poor baby cried himself to sleep.
People have been giving him their condolences throughout those months but their words meant nothing to him no matter how sincere they tried to sound.
If nights weren't difficult enough with Yusha and Hana, he couldn't get much sleep himself even if he tried. He'd just relive that dreadful day as it repeated countlessly, at times he couldn't move a single step at all and could only watch him bleed to death. Other times, he would have Yuuri in his arms but his last words were just accusations like why didn't he protect him if he actually loved him? The worse one was hearing Yuuri's voice repeat that same promise along with his children's cries, the heart monitor flatlining all at once, and the gunshot which was making his ears ring, there was no end. Victor only woke up in tears, it was like his lungs couldn't release screams because it knew that if he screamed, he'd startle the children sleeping in their separate rooms. His tears fell over the nightmare and the fact that the other empty side of the bed was too cold with Yuuri's scent still on the pillow no matter how many times he washed it.
And speaking of washing, there were times where he would see Yuuri's blood on his hands so he spent many trips to the sinks in the home in an attempt to wash away the crimson color but there wasn't any blood, to begin with. Victor noticed how quiet and dull the home has become, mostly because his children were staying over in his parents' home again but even if they were here, there was no life to see. Just dullness, not the light or warmth that used to be his.
He just wanted this suffering to end!
As he stood alone in the rink, all that ran through his mind was the horrifying image of Yuuri being shot and falling to the cold snow. No matter where he looked, he was instantly reminded of Yuuri, it's pointless to even try to move on! His mind was divided by thoughts that debated within himself as he walked back home after packing his equipment and left the rink.
Move on, your children need their father right now!
But I want Yuuri, he knows what to do. He always does.
Memories of the happy times came into his mind, reminding him of the times Yuuri would always calm tensions within the team. Yuuri always knew when Victor was feeling upset despite the fake smiles made, Yuuri knew how to make him feel better. How Yuuri knew what Hana was feeling whenever she crying alone in the corner and cheer her up within seconds. And how he knew what to do to sooth Yusha from his cries to fall into a peaceful sleep. Yuuri always knows what to do, everything and everyone revolved around him! Without Yuuri, it was like taking the wheels away from a vehicle, it can't go on without them.
The world just wants to see Victor Katsuki-Nikiforov.
I just want to see Yuuri Katsuki-Nikiforov, even if it's just for a moment.
He died because a fan of yours hated him. You looked away for one moment and he was gone. Just like that with a bang.
I know!
He silenced those voices when he came home alone, with no one saying 'Welcome home' in Japanese as he slammed the door shut to fall onto the couch to repeat his tear session. It was one of those days where he wished he had Makkachin to seek comfort but the poodle wasn't here and he couldn't grab a pillow without risking the chance of glancing down at his hand to see his wedding ring.
The wedding ring he couldn't bring himself to get rid of. Victor didn't know why he didn't, one look at it was all it took to bring him back to sadness. It just brought unwanted memories that make him miss Yuuri more like the night they exchanged rings in Barcelona, their dates, meeting the family dates, laughter, pair skating, competing, winning gold and silver together until they finally got married. Their wedding was not that huge or small, it was perfect for them and that was all that mattered.
But now, there's no point!
Yuuri was gone, and the more it sank in, the more darkness was beginning to consume his heart broken soul.
...One Week Later...
You're so weak, you can't even act like Hana's and Yusha's loving daddy like you used to.
I know! I'm trying okay! I'm trying but it's hard!
Victor burst into his apartment, it was empty again since Yusha and Hana are being watched over by Yakov and Lilia this time which was good since he shut the door and fell down on the ground to cry once more. Hana cried before he left, begging him to stay or at least take them home with him but he just walked away. Memories, flashes of Yuuri's blood on his hand and Yuuri just dying in his arms while the crazed fan's laughter haunted his very soul as he pulled his hair.
Yuuri!
Yuuri!
Yuuri!
They deserve their papa. They deserve Yuuri, you're failing your family.
Yuuri knows, he always knows how to keep the family together and happy. Without him, we're just falling apart, we need him. I need him!
Hana and Yusha deserve someone better than you...A new proper family will be better than you.
Victor didn't realize how he lifted himself up and trudged towards the bathroom to open a drawer. He unconsciously reached into the drawer and pulled out a silver razor that was part of a broken set but he seemed to have forgotten to throw it out. He let out a dry chuckle, Yuuri would surely have his head if he found out that he didn't throw out the razor that could endanger their kids. His fingers were tracing over the sharp edges until he suddenly dropped it to the ground, his hands quivering with fright and temptation at the same time.
But, I can't leave them-
You'll be with Yuuri again, and they'll have a better life with two parents. Win-win for everyone, besides, they won't miss you. Hana and Yusha are too young, they'll forget about your existence when they're older.
They'll be better off without me?
Right.
And I'll see Yuuri again?
Just do it, you know it's the only way. This way, Yuuri's promise to stay close to you is kept.
...Right...For Yuuri.
On the ice where no one will find you. On the ice where Yuuri called everything on it, love...Your love.
Without notice, he grabbed the razor, stuff it in his pockets as he got up to grab his duffel back that had his skates to open the door and make a run towards the ice rink without a jacket on. He didn't care how cold it was outside, the sooner he got to the ice, the sooner he does this, he'll be reunited with Yuuri on the ice where they once called everything on it love.
He made a small smile to see that the rink was empty, it was just him.
With his skates on, he drifted along the ice with the bitter razor in one hand as his ears rang with the echoing sound of a gun firing off. The damn gun that took his entire world from him but it won't succeed in keeping him away from his Yuuri!
Blood then trickled down from his right wrist but he still skating along the ice, allowing more to follow along as drops of it fell to the cold surface. For a moment, he was feeling this immense release of air that he didn't realize he was holding as he felt more blood flowing out of his wrists. The crimson coated razor fell from his hold but he didn't care, it gave him more than enough. He was going to see Yuuri again, and that was all he needed to know.
My only regret is leaving everyone else behind, especially Hana and Yusha...But, it's for the best for everybody, they can move on from me...Goodbye, everyone, Victor heard himself say as he readied himself for a jump. I'm so sorry for being too weak, but I cannot live on another second without Yuuri.
Victor jumped to make a quad flip.
He fell.
"VICTOR!"
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Yuuri: No...No...*shakes his head in denial*
Hiccup: Yuuri, Yuuri! *waving hand in front of his eyes to get Yuuri's attention.* Hey, keep it together. If you die then all is lost!
Yuuri: But Victor-
Rapunzel: Everything will be fine, your Victor will recover soon with everyone else. *turns to the audience, behind her hair is glowing with everybody wrapped around in it* Midnight hopes you enjoy this chapter, review, favorite, and follow to find out what happens to story Victor next. Will he live? Who just called out to him? Find out next chapter.
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