Yuuri's Point of View
[Next Day]
I was ready for today. Kat had just got her gold medal last night and tonight, I am going to get mine. Kat and Rose were waiting for me outside of the hotel room so we all could go to the rink together. Skating today was going to be hard but I had high hopes. I walked out of the room to find them talking to each other. Rose looked at me with the cutest smile and I blushed slightly. "You guys ready?" I asked and Kat grabbed my hand a little too excitedly and we all left for the rink. "I just know you will do perfect," Kat was talking up a storm as we walked into the rink. I got nervous the closer it got to my time on the ice. It was finally my time on the ice and I skated out to the middle of the rink. I nodded to Kat and Rose who were standing on the side of the rink. When Kat got herself a coach, I never thought I would also gain one too. I was skating this same routine I had been practicing but this time was different. This time I had help from Rose to get my dancing just right. I looked over at her and smiled. 'Does she know how much I love her?' I thought as I watched her smile that same smile she gives me back. I started to think about that day I saw her dancing as I started my routine.
Thinking about that day, 'The first time I saw her dance, I knew I was in love with her. Not with the shape of her body, no, I could love her at any size. I fell in love with the way her body moved to the music. It was like she was engulfed in the song as if it moved her or she moved the music with her movements, I couldn't tell. That day she was wearing this really beautiful purple and pink leotard, her pointe shoes, and she had the best hair style in the world. Her makeup was natural looking but you could tell that there was some there. She usually always wears nude makeup, though I feel like she doesn't need it at all. Though there are days when she has really flamboyant makeup and her outfits are usually always on point.'
I snapped back to reality when I realized my biggest jump was next. This was the hardest part of my routine. I built the speed I needed to jump and as I went up, the perfect amount of rotations, but I landed wrong and fell on to the ice. I picked myself back up and continued skating as if I didn't do anything wrong. I saw the way Rose looked concerned for me. I smiled slightly at her and got lost in thought again.
'Her dancing was so amazing I couldn't just walk away. I don't know what kept me entranced with her movements, but I was stuck. The music she was dancing to sounded American but it sounded beautiful nonetheless. It sounded like the instrumental version of 'This is Gospel' by Panic! At the Disco. It looked like she was practicing a routine but I had no idea why, she was a coach, not a performer anymore. Unless I was wrong about her not being a dancer anymore. I hope I am wrong though because if she decides to go back to America, I may never see her again. I know that sounds selfish of me but I don't want her to go. Her assemblé was perfect though looking at her, the position was a bit off. She began to hold the arabesque position and her body looked like a perfect line but with her hands were cupping the sides of her face. I have to ask her what she means by this because her movements looked like she was telling a story but whose story was she telling? Her own or the one she wants everyone to think is about her? I heard a loud noise behind me and it was Yuuko running and she bumped into me, knocking me into the room where Rose was dancing. She turned around to look at me and I thought for sure she was going to be mad at me but instead, she smiled and said, "What are you doing here so late?" I got lost for words as she walked up to me and helped me up. Damn her eyes are so beautiful. Today they are a crystal blue that looked like the sky. "I uhh, I was just practicing. What about you? Why are you dancing? I thought you were just a coach now," I looked at her and she smiled wider. We were both standing there really close to each other because I didn't step back but then again, neither did Rose. "I am a coach yes, but I plan on going back to Juilliard and trying again. I will never know that I am good enough until I try again. Though honestly, this is the first time I've actually been in here to practice," Rose said as she looked back to where she was standing before with a sad look on her face. "I don't know if I can do this though. The disappointment? Working so hard just to be told I am not good enough for the school of my dreams. I don't know if I can do that again," she spoke again but with sadness in her voice. I don't like seeing her sad, even then. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer to me. "You are an amazing dancer and if no one else thinks so, then they are wrong because I believe that you are the most amazing dancer in the world," I spoke without thinking and when I realized what I had said. I let her go and she smiled at me. She leaned forward and kissed my cheek. "Thank you so much Yuuri," she said then and she walked to turn the music back on and started practicing again. I knew it was my time to leave and so I walked out of the room.'
Reality came back to me as I was finished skating. I skated to where Kat and Rose were at. Kat had her arms open as if he was going to catch me but she moved out of the way just before and I fell down. Rose held out her hand to help me up. I looked at her smiling face and her eyes were blue again. We made eye contact for a little too long and I was pushed into her by the next person who needed on the rink. I felt her body so close to mine and I lost it. I turned and ran away. Kat and Rose both watched me with confused faces. I have been in love with Rose since the day I met her and I had no idea how to show it. I wasn't sure if I was running away from the fact that Rose may not have feelings for me, or the fact that she might and I was scared of messing it up.
I sighed as I found my coach and we sat down together. I was so nervous and I was reading the posts about the competitions. "Yuuri, it does you no use to read the news." I heard my coach say to me and I grew depressed. 'Last place. I got last place.' I thought then. I went to the bathroom to call my mom and tell her how I messed up even though she probably saw it on TV.
Rose's Point of View
Kat and I were looking for Yuuri all over the place. I just wanted to see if he was okay after getting sixth place. He worked so hard these years, I had no idea why he got so caught up in his thoughts. Finally, it was time for all of us to leave and Kat and I found him with his coach. We came up to them and started talking to them. Kat was talking up a storm but he just looked over at the Russian's team. "Hey, are you even listening to me?" Kat complained and then we all looked at Viktor who was the one that Yuuri had his eyes on. "Man, stare any longer and I would think you were in love with him," Kat said jokingly and then we all heard him say it. "You want a picture?" Yuuri's heart shattered and we all could see it. His idol just said that he didn't know who he was. I would have lost it if I was in Yuuri's place but he seemed to keep his cool.
Katsumi's Point of View
When I heard Viktor say that, I knew it was my chance to talk to him so I chimed in, "Heck yeah, we would!" I glanced back to see Yuuri heading for the exit. "Wait don't leave me Yuuri," I squeaked reaching out to him, though he was too quick and got away. This is bad I'm alone and Viktor just spoke to me, well us actually but Yuuri left. What am I supposed to do I mean he offered a picture, does that mean I have to go talk to Viktor. This would be a dream come true, if I wasn't utterly terrified of talking with Viktor. Come on Katsumi be brave! I strolled over to the group of Russian skaters, with my heart rate continuously rising. Now we were only an arms width apart and my hand were shaking, "Hello it's a pleasure to meet you." I bowed my hands clenching onto the tears of my jeans. "Hello, aren't you the female skater from Japan who came in first." My face lit up like a stop light, "Yep that's me Mori Katsumi, I mean Katsumi Mori." My words fumbled out of my mouth and Viktor placed a hand on my head, "Well, aren't you adorable." Viktor could only smile at me, while I stood in front of my idol speechless and flustered. "I really enjoyed your performance, Yuri did too." He said, a short blonde haired boy sided next to Viktor. "What did you say geezer?" The blonde snapped at Viktor, when his darted at me and his cheeks flushed pink. "I was just telling Katsumi how we enjoyed her program. I kept modeling in the hat you tossed out." Viktor laughed, tousling his hair. When I thought I couldn't blush anymore, my face turned deep red. "I'm pretty sure she'd like the hat back." Yuri growled while Viktor looked curiously over at me. "Would you like the hat back?" Viktor asked with a blank expression, "No it's alright, besides you looked handsome with it on." By now I was completely weak at the knees, my hands were clammy, and my mind was screaming at me to eject. "Why don't we take that picture?" Viktor chimed with a large smile, that reminded me of Rose. I took a picture with Viktor, when Yuri bumped into the next shot. Those two looked at each other with mischievous grins and on the last picture, the two placed a kiss on my cheeks. My heart could've shot out of my chest and I can now die happy, when my phone started to vibrate furiously. It was Rose, it was probably because I've been taking so long and it was almost time for our flight. "Katsumi hurry up," the message lit up, with the caps lock and multiple explanation points to follow. Whoops, I was too busy in my own wonderland, I must have forgotten about the plane ride back to Hasetsu. "Forgive me but I have to catch a plane back to Hasetsu. Also, I'm pretty sure if I don't go now, my coach will rip my leg off." I bowed once more and ran out the exit, feeling their gaze burn a hole in my back.
Viktor's Point of View
Rip off her leg? That sounds like one interesting woman. Yuri and I could only watch the back of her head, as she ran off and into the night. The sweet smell of her perfume still lingered, which I could recognize from her hat. I did genuinely enjoy her performance, it was brimming with charisma and energy. It was a breath of fresh air and I couldn't remove my eyes from her, it also occurred to me that she's a rebel just like Yuri. Her performance didn't seem to match her personality though, then again I guess that's how her theme of deception came into play. Hopefully I will meet her again, a time when I can actually talk with her. Who knows? Maybe we can share the rink together, it would help inspire me.