Man this chapter took me a while to write and gave me quite a hard time but here it is. I made it extra Long for you guys. Hope you enjoy :)

Chapter 3

Victor arrived at the ice rink and walked through the doors to see a scowling Yurio glaring at him from the ice. "About time bastard. Where's the piggy?" Yurio shouted from where he stood. Victor just smiled at him, keeping his composure as he tried not to snap at Yurio for his rude attitude towards him. "Yurri will arrive later, he just had to take a shower."

"Whatever, now teach me my new routine." Victor sighed as he put his bag down, unzipping it and reaching in, grabbing his skates by the laces and pulling them out. Taking off his Russian tackies he slipped his skates on with ease, tying the laces with years of familiarity behind the movement before swiftly standing up and walking to the entrance of the rink.

Gliding effortlessly to the center, he pointed the remote in the direction of the speaker and pressed play. The melody of the 'Moonlight Sonata' began to softly pour from the speakers signaling Victor to begin the routine. Yurio watched as his coach glided around the rink, executing jumps like they were nothing and finally coming to the end, performing a beautiful step sequence that is meant to draw in the audience and make them feel almost as if they are right there on the ice with him feeling every emotion he is feeling at that moment. The music came to an end and Victor skated over to Yurio. "You got it?"

"Yeah I got it," Yurio stated still sporting his signature scowl. Victor skated back to the entrance of the rink and stepped out as Yurio got into the starting pose for his routine.

Pressing play on the remote, Victor watched as Yurio began the program. Suddenly feeling a vibrating sensation coming from his back pocket, Victor took his phone out and saw that he had a new email. Curious to see what it was about, he opened his inbox only to stare at the message in excitement. Victor clicked on the message excitedly, his heartbeat steadily quickening in anticipation of what he was about to read. Without bothering to take off his skates, Victor sat down on one of the bleachers and began to read the newly updated chapter of the FanFiction he had been so engrossed in yesterday. He had only been reading for about five minutes when out of nowhere he was hit on the head with a skate guard. Looking up in frustration and confusion he saw Yurio glaring at him yet again. "Yuurriiiooo." Victor drawled out Yurio's name with a menacing smile that seethed annoyance and frustration. The Russian teen suddenly felt a twinge of fear run down his spine and dropped his guard. As quickly as he'd dropped it though, he put it back up and went back to glaring at Victor. "I finished my routine what do I need to work on?" Victor hadn't been paying attention to Yurio and felt a little guilty. "Ah sorry I wasn't paying attention, could you do it again?" Victor said apologetically as all the frustration and annoyance of being hit in the head with a skate guard dissipated into thin air. Yurio let out a sharp, annoyed sigh before starting the routine again. Despite trying his hardest to concentrate on what Yurio was doing, Victor found the allure of the FanFiction to be too much and was soon sucked back into it. Without noticing, he had started to grin as he read.

Yurio finished his routine and looked over at his coach for instruction only to see him grinning like an idiot while staring at his phone. Becoming royally pissed that his coach hadn't been paying attention again, Yurio started towards the gate, going over all the ways he was going to murder Victor when suddenly Yurri burst through the rink doors breathing heavily. "Sorry I'm late!" He panted. Shifting his glare to Yurri, Yurio started towards him. "OI PIGGY, TELL THAT BASTARD TO START PAYING ATTENTION TO MY PROGRAM INSTEAD OF HIS PHONE!" Yurio shouted. Taken by surprise at Yurio's sudden outburst, Yurri turned towards Victor only to see his husband sporting that grin again and staring at his phone, seemingly unfazed by Yurio's shouting.

"It's almost as if he's in a trance," said Yurri waving a hand in front of Victor's face.

"Well then snap him out of it," Yurio growled as he continued to glare at Victor. Suddenly Victor looked up from his phone and got such a fright at seeing his lyubov moya and Yurio appearing out of nowhere that he let out a yelp and fell backwards into the crevice between the bleacher he was sitting on, and the one behind him. Yurri was looking at him, concern reflecting in his brown doe eyes while Yurio was doubled over clutching his stomach trying not to burst out laughing but failing miserably. "Victor are you okay?" Yurri asked while helping Victor to his feet.

"Yes lyubov moya, I'm fine I just didn't hear you come in," Victor admitted. Yurio stopped laughing and both he and Yurri gaped at Victor who in turn just gave them a look of confusion. "How in the HELL did he not hear all that commotion earlier?" they both wondered at the same time. "Victor are you sure you're alright? You didn't hit your head when you fell back did you?" Yurri asked concerned. "Yes I'm sure and no I didn't hit my head." Just to prove he was okay, Victor leaned in and kissed Yurri which in turn caused Yurio to look away in disgust and pretend to gag.

Practice continued after that with Yurri monitoring Victor very closely. He soon noticed that as practice went on the Russian was getting more and more fidgety, almost as if there was something he really needed to do. Practice finally ended after what seemed like forever for Victor who wanted nothing more than to get back to the FanFiction he was reading. Without so much as a goodbye, he grabbed this things and left the Ice Castle heading back to the hot springs hotel. Yurri and Yurio both watched as Victor fled through the double doors of the Ice Castle without so much as a goodbye.

"What's his problem today, he barely managed to focus on coaching." Growled Yurio as he sat down on the bleacher's to take off his skates.

"I'm not sure but I'm starting to get worried; he's never acted like this before." Yurri stated with as a frown formed on his face.

"Well I'm out of here; Otabek want's to meet up for some coffee and I told him I'd be there in ten. Oh and tell that BASTARD that if he doesn't get his act together soon I'm going to kick his ass." Yurio stormed out of the Ice Castle leaving Yurri with a slight look of amusement at the thought of Victor getting his ass kicked by Yurio along with the image of him and Otabek sitting in some Cafe sipping coffee while Yurio's telling Otabek about his day and he's just sitting there with his typical stoic expression. After trying and failing to work out what was going on with the person he loved, Yurri sighed, his brain too exhausted from worry to bother thinking anymore and headed home. What he found when he got there though made him change his train of thought faster than he could have ever predicted.