Yuri Katsuki was born on November 29, 1990 in Hasetsu,Saga Prefecture, Kyushu, Japan. He was the second child of Hoshiya and Hiroko Katsuki. His innocent chocolate orbs complimented his rather messy raven hair. He gained weight easily and was a rather chubby child. Due to his chubbiness he would often get teased and became more introverted as he grew older. In order to help Yuri maintain a healthy weight his mother went to Minako Okukawa, a former world renowned ballerina.

There was something about Yuri that attracted people to him making him one of Minako's best students. Something had compelled her, almost as though it was whispered in her ear, to push Yuri into figure skating. She had claimed that he would excel at it and he soon fell in love with the sport. His prior ballet experience helped with his flexibility and endurance as well as overall balance.

Yuri had even begun to open up to others befriending rinkmates Yuuko, the "Madonna" of Ice Castle, and Takeshi. Yuri had an attraction to the ice that he could not explain. For some reason being on the ice felt like key or passageway to something great, as though it strengthened an unknown bond.

He always felt like he was missing something. Perhaps friends, siblings, a family? No, he had all of those; he had Yuuko and Takeshi, although they were his only friends, as friends; his older sister Mari who teased him mercilessly; he had two loving parents who supported him; Minako could fit under all three once he thought about it.

As he grew older so did his love and his skill in ice skating. His step sequences were admired by many fellow skaters although he himself did not think they were any special. One faithful day Yuuko showed him the most amazing person he ever heard of: Viktor Nikiforov. Viktor had entrapped everyone with his performance. His long silver hair gracefully moved as he spun on the ice, his ambiguous outfit shimmered upon the florescent light, porcelain skin making him seem like an angel and his amused eyes looked like the color of the ocean before a storm. He was simply breathtaking.

After that day he and Yuuko would often imitate Viktor's routines. It was fun to do during their breaks. From then on his life consisted of school, skating, ballet and helping out at the inn his family ran, Yu-Topia Katsuki.

Eventually Yuuko and Takeshi stopped skating leaving him on his own. Yet, he didn't falter in continuing. They still supported him and would sometimes watch him practice. He eventually began to enter competitions but was always a nervous wreck before and would flub his jumps; although that had not stopped him from being admired by many fellow skaters or be regarded as one of Japan's best skaters. He hoped to one day be able to skate on the same ice as Viktor, who had become his idol. He idolized the skater so much that he got a small poodle just like Viktor and even named it after him.

Yuri had been offered a coaching partnership with Celestino Cialdini, who worked with the Detroit skating club, right after he graduated high school. Luckily Yuri had high grades and was able to get a scholarship at a nearby university, leaving his home of 18 years and moving to a whole different country. Things were hard at first; juggling college life and his skating practices as well as polishing his English. Once competition season started he was struggling to keep up with his assignments more so than usual. He didn't make many friends because of his busy schedule and his introverted personality. Yuri focused too much on improving his skating to hang out with fellow skaters and was too busy studying and keeping his grades up to hang out with fellow classmates but it was also there that Yuri met his best friend, Phichit Chulanont.

Phichit was almost four years younger than Yuri and had come from Thailand, and, much like Yuri, had come to study under Celestino and was put in the same dorm as Yuri. He quickly learned the younger was an avid fan of social media and obsessed with "The King and the Skater". Phichit always stayed up late with Yuri talking about things such as their skating, life at home, class and everything in between while they were both trying to finish up their assignments. They both admitted to being homesick and would try to share their culture, learning basic words and phrases in their native language and taking turns cooking their favorite dishes. They had gotten close enough to share each other's dreams; Phichit wanted to skate to " Shall we skate?" from his favorite movie; Yuri dreamt that there was someone special he had to look for. Phichit had stayed quiet after Yuri had confessed about his dream before giving him a great bear hug along with his hamsters and reassuring him that he would find that person.

That night his dream only consisted of the echoes of one phrase; " I will find you my love. I will always find you"

Yuri Plisetsky was born on March 1, 1998 in Moscow, Russia. His blue-green eyes and soft blonde hair along with his pale skin made him seem like an angel. He was the sole grandchild of Nikolai Plisetsky. Yuri was raised primarily by his grandfather as he was just a bitter reminder to his mother. As long as his grandfather was there nothing else matter to the little boy. Yuri was quite reserved as a child and could not be bothered to socialize with others and his attitude would push away those who tried; he was a lonely child.

Yuri always felt like he was missing something in his life, even as a child. His only real family was his grandfather after all and he wasn't one to make friends easily. A part of him wanted an older sibling like some of his classmates would talk about. Another part of him wished his mother was more loving towards him but those were just unreachable dreams.

At the age of six he discovered ice skating. Yuri was shown to have a natural talent, gracefully gliding through the ice and his grandfather took no time in signing Yuri up for ice skating classes. Yuri was a natural when it came to the technical parts of skating, his jumps being his greatest assets, but he couldn't really convey his emotions.

By the time he was ten he began to skate under Yakov Feltsman, who trained the famous Russian skater Viktor Nikiforov. Yuri would have lied if he said he didn't look up to the twenty-two year old skater, but he quickly learned of how much of a goof-off the man was. He trained diligently under Yakov telling himself that he wouldn't complain about training until he was good enough to start complaining. This, however, did not stop him from complaining about his fellow rinkmates; specifically the "old hag" Mila Babicheva.

Mila was three years older than Yuri and loved to tease him to no end making him wonder why the hell he ever wanted an older sibling. Viktor was no better and would often point out how much Yuri resembled a cat which would anger the younger boy. As he grew older Yuri developed a "foul potty mouth" as Mila would put and a greater love for cats and animal prints.

By the time he was fifteen Yuri had won three golds in the Junior Championships. While qualifying for the Junior Grand Prix Yuri had decided to do a quad in the middle of his program. Needless to say Yakov was furious but Yuri paid to mind. It was then that Viktor made a bet with Yuri, if he won the Junior Grand Prix without quads then Viktor would choreograph a program just for Yuri for his Senior debut. Yuri only perfected his program farther than what he had already in order to prove that he could not only for Viktor but also for himself. He did not expect to meet anyone special during the JGP but ….

2012-2013 Grand Prix Final: Sochi, Russia

This was not Yuri's day. The previous night his mother had called saying that his precious poodle, Vicchan, had passed away and accompanied with his anxiety induced binge eating that followed he had not been on his A-game for his first Grand Prix Final and blew it. Big time. His emotions were all over the place, mostly his regret of not seeing his beloved poodle one last time and he had been told that whenever he was thinking of something it would show in his performance. And it showed alright; placing him in sixth place. He just wanted to hide in a dark hole and never come out at this point but for now he did the closest thing to it; hide in one of the bathroom stalls and call his mother.

'Wow. That guy seriously sucked but I'll admit that his step sequences are good' Yuri thought as he watched the Senior Grand Prix Final. He, along with everyone else, knew Viktor was going to win again but that didn't stop Yuri from watching the competition. After all they would be his future rivals now that he had won the Junior Grand Prix. He had learned that the guy's name was Yuri Katsuki and was representing Japan. Apparently it had been his first time at the GPF and Yuri knew that this guy was not at his A-game, at least that's what Mila had whispered as soon as the guy had gotten on the ice to which he proceeded to flub his jumps. The man had intrigued Yuri enough that he followed him into the bathroom. To say he was disappointed was an understatement.

There he was, a twenty-three year old man, crying in the bathroom stall after having a brief conversation in what Yuri assumed was Japanese. It made him so mad that he did the most reasonable thing he thought of; he kicked the stall's door as hard as he could. Within seconds the older Yuri was out mumbling apologies as he wiped the tears from his face.

When their eyes met Yuri couldn't help but feel like he found something he had lost, like something had just clicked. They both stared at each other for a few more seconds before Yuri remembered what he came to tell Japanese Yuri.

"Hey. I'm competing in the senior division next year" the younger Yuri started poking the older one in the chest making him flinch " We don't need two Yuris in the same bracket. Incompetents like you should just retire already. Moron!" he finished screaming at the Japanese man in the face before taking his leave wondering what that strange feeling from earlier was about. One thing he could say though was that at fifteen he was able to scare a twenty-three year old. As he walked through the halls he didn't notice a mysterious blonde woman staring at him as he left before glancing back to where the other Yuri was recovering with a smirk on her lips.

Yuri Katsuki did not think his day could get any worst. He faced his greatest failure at the GPF in front of his idol Viktor Nikiforov and got yelled and and told to retire by a fifteen year old that intimidated him even more than he should have. But it seemed like the gods wanted to prove Yuri wrong.

" A commemorative photo? Sure " was he really so stupid to believe he and Viktor were in the same level? Viktor didn't even know Yuri was a fellow competitor. Some competition he is… Yuri just left wanting to not think about anything at the moment. He was sure that he wouldn't be able to shake off this loss for the rest of the season.

And he was right.

He had failed to qualify for the World Championship after bombing Nationals and facing utter defeat. His season was over and he decided to end things with Celestino. After getting his degree Yuri decided it was time to go home… Back to Hasetsu for the first time in five years.

He had not expected this.

The whole train station was covered with posters with his face on it. How embarrassing!

" Welcome back Yuri!" he heard, turning back to see Minako with a banner saying the same words she had just spoken. Heads turned and people began to whisper;' Isn't that Katsuki Yuri?',' I heard he bombed this season's competitions', ' Did he get fat?', 'I heard he wants to retire',' He's cuter in person'

He just tried to ignore it. Tried.

" M-Minako-sensei! What are you doing here?" he questioned as he began to walk with her

" I wouldn't miss bringing you back home. Besides the ballet studio is closed for today, not many kids around here are interested in ballet or figure skating. Maybe with you back it'll attract more kids" she said whispering the last part for only him to hear. It was true that Hasetsu was not so much known for its skating or ballet but more for its tourist attractions like Hasetsu castle or his family's onsen.

" Can I have an autograph?"

That had started the crowd of people who wanted an autograph, handshake or picture. Sometimes all three. He was sure half of them didn't even know who the hell he was and just joined the forming crowd. He had tried to wave them off stating that he was in a rush but of course Minako had threatened him stating that his idol always made time for his fans. If only he hadn't been treated as just a fan.

After half an hour of being with his 'fans' Yuri and Minako finally high tailed it to Yu-Topia Katsuki. He was greeted by his mother whom he missed dearly and apologized for not coming home sooner to which she apologized for not making it to his graduation. That's when things started going downhill.

" Yuri" Minako began glaring at his as though she already knew what he was hiding

"Yes?" he meekly replied

" What's with all those layers?" he jumped and tried to leave but she was fast and nimble, quickly taking off all the extra clothing and revealing a chubby Yuri in sweatpants and a sweatshirt. She was furious.

" Haha! You look just like your mother!" Yuri's dad pointed out as soon as he saw his son. Before eating he excused himself wanting to pay respects to his beloved poodle.

" I'm sorry I wasn't here for you boy" Yuri said after sitting in silence for minutes, the smell of incense bringing a sort of comfort to him. It was a rose smell; his favorite.

"You're finally back huh little bro?" his older sister Mari said leaning against the door frame

" Mari-nee. Sorry it's been a while" he said apologizing for the nth time that day.

" So what are you gonna do now. You took an extra year in college, are you gonna put that degree to use or will you continue your skating career?" she stated bluntly not holding back on what she was trying to say. Will this be the end?

" Um I…" Yuri didn't know

" Don't worry I'll still support ya. You look tired, why don't you take a soak at the onsen before eating" she said giving him a gentle look before dragging her cigarette from her lips and letting the smoke free in the room. He should probably talk to her about smoking too much. They weren't even supposed to smoke at the onsen because of the customers but right now a soak sounded better than that. As he soaked he wondered if he was even interested in continuing to skate. He had just faced his worst season by far and was getting older. He didn't have much time left in his career. Should he just end it? He lost his love for the sport and wondered if he could get it back.

After eating his beloved katsudon Yuri decided to take a walk to his favorite childhood hangout rather than watch the World Championship; Ice Castle Hasetsu.

"I'm sorry but it's after hours and the rink is closed" was the first thing he heard as he went through the entrance.

" Sorry. It's been a while" he responded already recognizing the voice

"Yuri! You're finally back" the person behind the counter came out revealing an older looking Yuuko. She was still as cute as she had been before he left, clearly showing that she had matured well.

"Yeah. Sorry it's been so long Yuuko-san" he said fidgeting in place

" Call me Yu-chan! You're here to skate in private right?" she said making Yuri jump. " Don't worry I'll protect you" she said with a heartwarming smile

"Actually I have something to show you"

Yuri made his way to the center of the rink before going into a very familiar position

'Isn't this!' she began to think before hearing the ever familiar tone of "Stammi Vicino" otherwise known as "Stay Close To Me". He changed some parts like the jumps to better fit his style, changing some quads with triples, but had managed to perfectly replicate Viktor's performance. For some reason she thought he had actually done a better job at evoking the message behind the song. The man was left panting as his childhood friend began to scream in excitement.

" That was so cool Yuri! You were just like Viktor! But I thought you'd still be depressed after the season" she admitted timidly as Yuri got closer offering him a towel

"I was depressed at first" he admitted as he wiped the sweat from his forehead " But then I got bored of being depressed. The truth is I lost my love for skating but then I remembered replicating Viktor's routines with you as a kid and how much fun they were. I thought that maybe this way I could get my love for the sport back" he said giving her a shy smile before looking at her in the eyes taking a deep breath.

" Yuuko the truth is I-" he started before he spotted three little girls with phones and cameras on them

" Wow Yuri you're back!"

"Look he really did get fatter!"

" Are you actually going to retire?!" Yuri had been interrupted by Yuuko's triplets who were asking questions that he was too uncomfortable to answer.

" Oh Yuri you remember the girls right? They've changed since you left and are big fans. Don't pay too much attention to them. They're such groupies after all" she said sensing his mood change drastically

"Look at you Yuri, you're as fat as me" a man came behind Yuri before playing with Yuri's fat rolls

" Nishigori!" Yuri protested, it seemed that Takeshi still liked making fun of him.

It was nice to finally be back after five years. It almost didn't seem like it had been that long but after taking a look at the girls, who had been less than a year old, he realized just how long it's been. It seemed that he was forgiven for his long absence and his loved ones still supported his dreams so it was time for him to stop wallowing in self pity and start getting back in shape. Minako was right, he was not in the ideal physical condition of a figure skater.

Was it wrong to want to lock himself in his room and never come out? It had been around a week or two since he came back and he managed to lose a few pounds when Takeshi had sent him a link to a video title [Yuri Katsuki Tries to Skate to Viktor Nikiforov's FS Stammi Vicino].

" Sorry Yuri. The girls uploaded the video when we weren't watching and it went viral by the time we found out" Takeshi had apologized as Yuri could hear Yuuko scolding the girls over the incident, insisting that they take it down as the girls cried out that they didn't want to. All Yuri could do was hang up before collapsing on his bed and hide under the covers of him bed. He turned off his phone not wanting to be bothered by his friends or reporters in regard to the video. Hell he just wanted to pretend that this was not happening and was all a dream. He just hoped that Viktor didn't watch it but seeing how popular he was in social media that chance of that happening were unlikely. Unfortunately that only lasted a few minutes before Minako barged in his room demanding to know what the hell he had been doing. Yuri was too tired to deal with this shit and went to sleep.

The next day he woke up surprised to find that the beautiful cherry blossom trees had been covered in snow when his mom asked him to help shovel it out of the driveway. As soon as he opened the door he was assaulted by a big brown poodle who began to lick his face

"V-Vicchan! No wait...you're bigger than he was" he said as the poodle finished licking his face

" Looks just like him right? He came with a handsome foreigner this morning" his father laughed giving the poodle a treat

" It- it can't be…" he said before sprinting into the hot springs section of the inn, bumping into both furniture and clients while apologizing. He finally checked the outdoor springs before finally spotting him, living legend Viktor Nikiforov. Very much naked as well.

"V-Viktor! Why are you here?" he said shouting before muttering the last part. The man in question stood up in all his glory before stretching his hand out to the confused Japanese man

" Yuri, starting today I'm be your coach! I'll make sure you win the Grand Prix Final" he said in a slightly accented English before giving a wink as Yuri processed what was just told to him

" WHAT!?"

At age twenty-three Yuri was given the surprise of his lifetime or for now that is.