I'm sorry it took a long time to upload this...

This is actually like.. what.. 6th(?) version I've written, I had hard time deciding what exactly to do next. But now I think I am pleased with this, so please enjoy!

"Yuri! Try lifting your hand up more next time!" Viktor shouted from the middle of the rink and backed up slightly when Yuri skated past him. "Let's do that part again."

Yuri stopped and skated to him, trying to massage his still a littlebit sore back with his fingertips. "If we take the whole part from the toe loop to here and then we stop for today?" Viktor asked and gently patted Yuri's head.

Yuri smiled and nodded, getting ready to do his toe loop again.

Viktor watched him, watching closely every little move with his strict eyes. Yuri's form was absolutely beautiful despite the fact that his back was stiff.

It had been two days since his birthday and Yuri had been eating way too much cake. It hadn't affected him that much but Viktor wanted him to stay fit for the next season.

"That was good! Very good!" Viktor shouted and skated to the exhausted Yuri, who was leaning on his knees panting.

"Very good indeed..." Viktor dropped his coaching voice and whispered in Yuri's ear. He grabbed his face gently between his hands and kissed him, tasting his sweat from his lips.

Yuri closed his eyes kissing Viktor back, eagerly looking for a chance to enter his tongue in his mouth to deepen their kiss. He curled his fingers crabbing littlebit of Viktor's shirt and pulled himself up more, better against him.

Viktor's fingers ran through his hair, stopping surprised when he grabbed his shirt and pulled himself closer. Then he continued brushing out the tangles in his hair gently, pulling him even closer at the same time.

After a while they parted, Viktor still caressing Yuri's hair.

They were walking home from the skating rink when Viktor suddenly stopped. Yuri looked at him wondering what was going on in his head.

"What if we go and eat at a restaurant?" Viktor asked and and stared at Yuri with a smile. Yuri nodded, and instantly Viktor grabbed his hand and pulled him after him towards the town.

Yuri held his bag tightly in his hand, barely being able to follow Viktor's pace under the weight of it. It had both of their skates in it along with other stuff, including a change of clothing and some water bottles.

Viktor pulled him in a nice little restaurant, and they found a table at the corner. It was a nice, quiet spot, with dull lighting and a small candle set out on the table. The whole restaurant was peaceful and smelled like delicious food. The light caused by the candles on every table was fluttering on the walls.

Viktor sat in the very corner on the couch and Yuri sat next to him, placing the bag on the floor under the table. Viktor took one menu and opened it on the table so they both could use it.

Yuri ate his food slowly, enjoying the taste. Viktor looked at his plate curiously, as if he were checking out what he was eating.

"Do you want some?" Yuri asked.

Without waiting for an answer he took a mouthful and offered in towards Viktor who looked at it surprised for a moment before opening his mouth and eating it. He mumbled something like "delicious" before even finishing it all. Then he took a mouthful of food from his plate and offered it to Yuri who accepted it happily, smirking playfully at him before taking it.

They continued eating in silence, Yuri constantly leaning more and more to Viktor until their arms touched.

He felt happy being alone with Viktor in such a beautiful and calm place. It was so much different than going back home, since now more people were coming there for holidays. It was fun to be able to go somewhere with Viktor to hang out, it was boring to be always at home. And being together at the skating rink was getting to the old way again, Viktor training him.

He took the last meatball from his plate and held in in front of his face for a while. Viktor turned to look at him, wondering why he was just staring at a meatball.

"Hey, Viktor." Yuri said and straightened his back twisting his body to look at him and his blue eye. The other was again covered completely by his soft hair.

Viktor opened his mouth to ask 'what' when Yuri stuffed the meatball between his lips. Viktor giggled through it, his eye narrowing happily, and tiny wrinkles forming at the top of his nose when he did that.

Yuri supported himself with his knee and came close to him, biting down on the meatball too. He bit it in half and kissed Viktor quickly, and then returned back down to sit normally, eating the half of the meatball he had in his mouth.

Viktor wrapped his arm around him, laughing quietly while eating his half. Exactly this kind of unexpected things Yuri did made him like being alone with him. Sometimes he could just suddenly skate behind him him when he was checking the time from his phone and kiss him. And sometimes it was Viktor himself goofing around, doing such things to him to brighten up the mood.

They got back quite late and went straight to Yuri's room. Yuri clearly had something in mind when he was changing his clothes, he could send quick looks towards Viktor at times. When the got into bed and he still said nothing Viktor ran his finger down his neck and asked:

"Yuurii, what is it you are thinking about? Are you troubled about something?"

Yuri turned around under the blanket to face Viktor and looked at him. "I would like to go and see Russia some day. To check out the place better than when we had competitons in there. Would you mind if we went there at some point, just on a vacation?"

Viktor smiled and embraced Yuri softly, pulling him closer and feeling his warmth through the fabric of his shirt. "Why not. Whenever you want."

When Yuri woke up the next morning Viktor had left the room. Yuri felt empty not waking up next to him. His bed felt so big without Viktor on it, and in seemed cold. Actually the spot where Viktor usually slept was not as warm as usually so he had been gone for a while.

Yuri got up and went downstairs after changing his clothes. There was quite a few people in there eating breakfast, and his family was busy dealing with them. Yuri went to take a piece of bread and then he went back up to see if Viktor was in his room. The door was open, and Maccachin was laying in the middle of the floor.

Viktor was nowhere to be seen, not even in the hot spring. And why would he even be in there at this time of the day? Yuri could not ask his family about it since they were busy, so he tried to think about other places where Viktor could have gone to.

Then he decided to go check out the one place he should have thought about first, the skating rink.

So just to clear up one thing now... I'm not exactly sure what kind of business Yuri's family actually has or have they any besides the hot spring, but in this story they have a sort of a hotel business going on. ... But hopefully you enjoyed this chapter and I hope I'll be uploading the next one a littlebit quicker again. :)