I'm so sorry it took a few days again.. I was supposed to post this earlier but I've been busy trying to look for a job for the summer... (and also I've been waiting for the new kuroshitsuji movie but it just never seems to be uploaded anywhere lol) but here we go, we have the new chapter!

Yuri ran up the stairs in front of the Hasetsu Ice Castle and opened the door to get in. There was nobody there, it seemed quiet. He walked along the hallway and stepped in at the rink after walking through the dressing room. There was nothing in the dressing room so it felt like not a single soul was present. But there he was, all his stuff at the side of the rink, skating alone, training his new program.

Yuri stood still at the back, just staring at him. It reminded him of the times he watched Viktor skate when he was younger, when he just dreamt about being on the same level as he some day.

A quadruple flip. Yuri held his breath, and then let the air out when he witnessed yet another perfect landing from Viktor. Skates scratched the ice creating a beautiful sound, almost like music itself.

Viktor ended the program and started to skate to his bag and waterbottle, now noticing Yuri who stood at the back. "Oh, Yuri!" He shouted and waved his hand.

Yuri walked over and gave him the bottle. "I'm sorry I left you there, I just wanted to finish this program alone." He said and took some more water. "Do you want to see?" He asked and backed up after placing the bottle in Yuri's hand.

"Don't even ask!" Yuri laughed and quickly looked around. There was nobody else in the building, most of the rooms were dark, so how did Viktor get in?

...

"They gave me a key so we can go and train whenever we want." Viktor said and pulled Yuri closer when they walked out of the building.

The sun was quite high up in the sky and it light up the town very nicely in its cold golden light. It was a bit chilly, and Yuri pulled his collar up to protect his neck.

They walked down the streets, Viktor talking about where he had decided to take Maccaching when they were going to go on their daily walk.

They arrived back at Yuri's family's house, went in and straight to look for the dog. "Maccachin!" Viktor shouted, and soon they heard little claws hitting quietly against the floor through the dog's fur. "Good doggy, good!" Viktor laughed and spread his arms, allowing the dog to jump against him.

"Hey, stop that!" Viktor said when Maccachin licked his face for the third minute in a row. All the guests, Yuri, and Yuri's family were laughing at the sight of them.

...

"When do you want to leave?" Viktor asked suddenly when they were finally left alone in the hot spring.

"Umm.. whenever it's okay. The sooner the better I guess." Answered Yuri and stretched his hands forward feeling the tightened muscel in his back resisting the movement.

"Where's the sore spot?" Viktor asked and reached to touch Yuri's back with both hands. He pressed down gently and moved his hands slowly, trying to feel the sore spot under his fingers.

"Ah" Yuri let out when his fingest crossed over the right spot. He smirked. "Ha, found it!" He said and started to make circular motion with his palm. Yuri stayed still, his hands reaching forward. The relaxing warm water splashing over the sore spot in his back, and Viktors gentle hands massaging it felt so good. It was impossible to do that yourself, his hand was unable to properly reach to that exact spot.

Viktor continued calmy, staring at Yuri's expression the whole time. His eyes were closed and he looked relaxed, despite the fact that the position might not have been the most confortable to be in for a long time.

"I will get us a flight for next week." Viktor whispered and then stopped massaging Yuri's back.

He leaned back and watched the smiling Yuri straighten his back. "I can continue after we get out of here if you want. I don't want any other muscles of yours to get stiff from that position."

Yuri laughed and nodded, standing up to his feet and leaving the hot spring. The surprised Viktor got up and followed after him. "So you really want me to do that?" He asked when he was scrubbing the shampoo in Yuri's hair. "Yeah, it was just so nice, it's a pain when you can't reach to do it yourself and it effects your skating abilities a bit." Yuri said and reached back to wrap his arms around Viktor's waist.

Viktor opened the shower and washed away the shampoo, feeling the soft black hair in his hands. It was getting quite long, Yuri hadn't been getting it cut for a while.

They wrapped up in their towels and headed towards Yuri's room. Maccachin was sleeping at the top of the stairs just like so many times before.

...

Yuri sighed and pressed his cheek against his pillow. Viktor was sitting on his legs, pressing down on his back with his palms.

The warmth and the pressure felt good and Yuri could feel his back relaxing more and more. Viktor leaned on his hands and made Yuri squeal quietly at the sudden increase of the pressure on his back. Soon he could feel Viktor's warm breath behind his ear.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner that your back is so stiff?"

"And you even said it yourself, you cannot skate to your full potential like this." He continued. Yuri opened his eyes and looked at him. He smiled slightly, his hair brushing against Yuri's cheek.

Viktor straightened his back and continued massaging Yuri's back slowly with his palms. Once in a while he let his fingers wander to his sides, making him shiver at the sudden touch of his fingertips.

"Yuri?" Viktor asked suddenly, grabbing his sides and using his thumbs to massage his back. Yuri tried turning his head more, and looked at him, letting out a small questioning sound.

"Is your back so stiff becouse you went to Minako's place few days ago?" Curious blue eyes looked right into the only eye Yuri could see him with. The other was closed and pressed into the pillow.

"Might be." Yuri said and turned his torso so he could sit up on the bed in front of Viktor.

"What did you do there?" Viktor asked. He stretched his arms towards the ceiling and then back down.

"Ballet." Yuri said, almost laughing. What a stupid question that was.

Viktor reached to take his face between his eyes and leaned slightly closer. "Aww, why didn't you ask me to come too. I would have liked to see you do something you have loved since your childhood. Other than skating." Viktor made a very cute and very fake angry face at him.

Yuri bursted into laughter. Viktor let go of his face and just stared at him, quiet, not knowing what in the thing he said made Yuri laugh so much.

"Yuri? Seriously, are you okay?" He scratched his head and bit his lip. Yuri dried off the tears from his eyes and tried to breathe in and out, calming himself.

"You know, I've always liked ballet and ice skating... but the thing I've loved since my childhood is you. From the first time I saw you. I wanted to be like you some day, and that motivated me to become better and better at skating." He told and looked down at his hands.

Viktor leaned forward and hugged him tightly. "Thank you..." he whispered. They stayed like that for a moment before Viktor let go and pushed Yuri so that he held him his arms lenght away. "But why on earth did you start laughing like a madman?"

"It's just the words you chose to use..."

Viktor looked puzzled and let go of his arms thinking about what he had said. "I just said that I would have liked to see you dancing ballet some day..?"

Yuri came closer, the same look on his face as when he skated his short program. "No, you said you would have liked to see me do something I've loved since my childhood." Viktor tilted his head clearly not getting what Yuri meant. "...which pretty much means you."

Yuri kissed him, slowly pushing him on the bed.

Hopefully you guys enjoyed tho I find this chapter to be one of those 'all over the place' -ones... and I am a horrible person leaving you with such a cliffhanger ;)