"Come on."

"What time does it start?" Chris asked

"3:30"

"Eh! It's 3:20 now!"

"Cutting it kind of close, dumbass."

"No worries, I'm fourth to perform."

"That's not that far," Yuuri exclaimed looking at Viktor wildly but the teen only smiled widely as he ran. They made it with a minute to spare and his grin grew wider and heart shaped as he exclaimed loudly "See plenty of time!"

Yuri was grumbling to himself as Viktor parted ways with them.

"You didn't say anything about skating."

"You wouldn't have come if I didn't" Yurio shrugged and Yuuri had no answer to that. Chris herded them all into the viewing area to find seats.

How long had it been since Yuuri had felt this familiar chill of an ice rink? He could hardly remember the time, but every memory was marred with sadness and loss and he clenched his fists in his lap. He glanced around nervously his anxiety building up within him at every slight glance, did they recognize him? But there were no whispers and he sighed, no, of course not. Yuuri had changed a lot since back then, he'd put on a fair amount of weight and he was older, taller.

The first skater slid onto the ice. Yuuri could feel the nerves radiating off the boy and he analyzed every step and every jump.

The third competitor took to the ice and in a matter of moments had Yuuri cringing. The boy had flopped on his first big jump, Yuuri had seen the hesitation before the jump and it was enough to throw him off balance and after that, it was like he couldn't regain his confidence. He;d been there before… he couldn't help but pray that the boy would finish on a strong note at the very least.

"Viktor's up next!" Chris leaned forward.

His routine began and Yuuri was instantly drawn in. His eyes brightened and he let out a small shocked "oh." he could tell the rest of the Audience was just as transfixed. No one could look away from the Russian. In that moment he completely owned the ice, he lived and breathed his routine and Yuuri had never seen someone skate so beautifully before.

Everyone was raving over Viktor as they waited patiently for him to change and meet them. Chris was enthralled going on and on about how sexy and brilliant he was while Yuuri was trying to shut him up.

"Umm excuse me, we'd like you to have these, you were so inspiring, it was amazing." Yuuri caught site of Viktor before the other two and watched him as he knelt to accept the flowers a heart-shaped smile on his face.

"Thank you, these are so pretty."

An official approached him "Mr. Nikiforov. The results will be posted 30 minutes after the program."

"Ah ok, I don't really care about that stuff." He said waving the man off. Yuuri's eyes widened. He didn't care? How could he be so carefree it seemed impossible in Yuuri's eyes. He envied Viktor in that moment. Yuuri who was always so anxious and scared, whom always worried about what others thought of him or how they viewed him. He shook his head watching as Chris ran to meet Viktor gushing over his performance. Yuuri stared at the couple. Viktor pulled away and stood in front of Yuuri. "Wasn't I amazing?"

"Oh… umm…"

"What did you think."

Yuuri looked anywhere but at Viktor as he thought up a good response that didn't make him sound so completely in love or stupid. "Not bad-" He finally met victors eyes and stopped noticing for the first time that the man looked nervous; his hand shaking despite his smile. And Yuuri's heart melted a little bit more. "Well I've never seen anyone get flowers after a small skate competition like this one, and you didn't even know them so it's not as if they had them ready. So for them seeing you're preform and then rushing to buy flowers for you, it's a day that will be unforgettable. It was that kind of performance." Yuuri said at last. Victor's smile got even bigger and he bounded back over to Chris.

Dang it! Yuuri couldn't get Viktor out of his head! Every time he closed his eyes he could see the routine and the graceful way the silver haired teen moved. Over and over, over and over, again and again. He couldn't help but want to see him.

"YUUUURIII"

Yuuri jumped startled out of his daydream. Pichit was bounding over and joining him in the empty classroom. Funny. Yuuri couldn't remember the class ending.

"You seem very out of it today Yuuri." Suddenly the Thai's face lit up and he looked at Yuuri with a mischievous smile. "Could you be in love perhaps?" He teased

Yuuri felt his face explode with heat and his cheeks turned a fierce shade of red that made the other boy laugh.

"I heard you met Yurio's cousin the other day, could it be him?"

"WHAT? No! Besides…." Yuuri trailed off remembering Viktor like Christophe. He was simply, impossoblehow did Yurio put it, friend A. "He likes someone else, and there's no way he'd ever go for me anyway."

Pichit sighed and leaned forward. "Isn't that only natural. The person we love always loves someone else, but I don't think it's impossible for him to like you. Yurio said he liked Christ based on the pictures on his Instagram, he doesn't really know Chris, that could all change, besides we all know that french guy is a notorious man-whore," Pichit winked and Yuuri laughed. "Who knows right?"

"You give good advice."

"Haha of course I do, never doubt Pichit." The Thai teen pulled him close and quickly snapped a selfie. "Ciao!"

Yuuri was leaving the room when he saw Chris with a boy from Yuuri's class. They seemed to be arguing until Chris offered to walk him home with a salacious wink and charming smile. The boy all but swooned and they left arm in arm. Yuuri laughed, man whore was right.

He left the school on his own and headed homeward. He was looking at his feet when he heard the familiar bark and his head shot up. There was Makkachin and holding onto his leash was Viktor. Yuuri blinked a few times in shock at running into the guy he both wanted to avoid and yet longed to be around just once more. The Russian was addicting.

Viktor waved brightly "Friend A, Yuuri!"

"What are you doing here?" It was out before he could stop it and Viktor laughed awkwardly.

"Ah, I'm waiting for Chris! I thought I'd walk home with him or something."

Yuuri remembered Chris with the other boy and felt a shot of pity toward Viktor. "Ummm… he… uh… he already left… I mean I don't think he knew you were waiting or I'm sure he'd be here."

"Hmm" Viktor pouted slightly but then brightened up again and turned to Yuuri pointing at him the light of the sunset illuminating his hair and surrounding him in a heavenly glow. "I hereby appoint you as his substitute."

"…." Yuuri stared and Viktor tilted his head and smiled.

AN: Again Please Review. Your words mean a lot to me! Besides you know how vain Viktor is, he will refuse to be written unless he gets some attention ;D