I apologize for the wait! I had tests and I was busy studying.. :(

Hopefully you can forgive me for this.

Anyway, here is the next chapter! Please enjoy. And now I really hope I could be able to post the next chapter sooner, but I have an english test and a swedish test coming so we'll see.

Skates scratched against the ice as the young blonde boy skated towards the side of the rink to his ringing phone. He stopped and picked it up placing it against his ear.

A smile grew on his face as he heard a familiar voice coming through.

"You're coming here? Sure!" He said happily before placing the phone back down and heading to his coach who was starting to look very unpatient.

"Yuri, please try to pay attention!" Yakov sighed loudly and ordered the boy to continue his training.

Finally getting out Yurio ran ot of the rink carrying his skating bag over his shoulder. His grandfather's car was waiting outside and he jumped in, cheeks red from the many hours of training and a happy shine in his eyes.

"Otabek's coming here next week, can he stay at our place?" He asked and happily took the foord his grandfather offered him.

A silent nod. Yurio reached to hug the man and continued eating. Suddenly he felt his pocket vibrating.

He took out his phone and stared at the name in disbelieve. Why was Viktor calling him? He swallowed and answered the call.

Yuri sat on his suitcase watching Viktor who tapped his feet on the floor growling silently, unpatiently waiting for his suitcases to arrive from the plane.

Yuri sighed and looked at his stiff figure. Even through the loose comfortable clothing he wore Yuri could see, or rather imagine, his muscles and slender form.

Viktor swung his head to the side making his hair move away from his face when he finally saw his suitcases coming.

Yuri got up and waited for Viktor to join him. They walked away next to each other, Viktor leading the way out of the airport.

On the way out they saw two very familiar people standing together at the corner, talking. The other was tall and very muscular, and the other was slender and he had long blonde hair.

"Is it just me or is his hair longer than it used to be?" Yuri asked and pointed towards the two.

"Huh, who knows. I don't remember."

Yuri gazed up at him. "Let's go say hi!"

He started walking faster and Viktor followed after him.

Yurio turned his head when he heard steps coming closer to them. Most certainly he didn't want to see those two, but for some reason he couldn't help but smile.

Yuri's hair was pinned from the left side, and the right side reached almost down to his jaw. Viktor looked the same as always, only difference was that now he looked much more relaxed.

Otabek turned around and greeted Viktor and Yuri by waving his hand quickly. His dark eyes inspected every inch of both Yuri and Viktor, and he looked surprised to see Yuri with so long hair.

"Hey! What are you guys doing here?" Yuri asked trying to be friendly. Knowing Yurio he'd have to be very careful not to piss off the young boy. Not that Yurio was easy to anger, but if one was not careful he might get a bit pissed off, being a teenager and all.

He just straightened the collar in his tiger striped coat and smiled.

Yuri gazed around the hall in the hotel he and Viktor were going to stay in. The cieling was high up, and nice black leather couches were all round the sides of the room. At the very end Yuri could see two elevators.

Viktor turned around from the woman he was talking to, holding two keycards in his hand. "Here." He said and gave Yuri the other one.

They walked over to the elevators and got inside. Viktor pressed the button to the highest floor.

"You are awfully quiet, Yuri."

"Oh, sorry..."

He turned to look at the worried blue eyes. His eyes wondered to Viktor's soft hair. He started smiling. "You know... concider yourself lucky that you don't have long hair anymore... if you had, I'd never let go of it."

Viktor laughed. "I'd love it if you played with my hair." He stepped closer and took Yuri's face between his hands. "You'd be the only person that I'd let do that. I didn't like how everyone wanted to braid it all the time."

Light plush coloured Yuri's cheeks. Viktor pulled at the tangles in his hair and sighed. "You haven't brushed your hair again? Let me brush it later, okay?"

They were on the highest floor so they got out of the elevator. Viktor opened the door to their room and they stepped in.

"That's nice." Viktor grinned and looked at the bed. "Atleast we will be able to fit now."

"You don't like sleeping next to me?" Yuri asked and carried his suitcase to the bed.

"Of course I do, silly." Viktor said and locked up in the bathroom for few minutes. Yuri sat on the bed waiting, leaning on his elbows.

When Viktor came out he asked: "Then, do you not like sleeping so close to me since my bed is so small?"

Viktor just stared at him. Cold sweat started forming on his foreahead as he stared back at him.

"I was't talking about that at all..." Viktor sighed.

"How is it possible that we run into each other all the time?" Yurio sighed when he noticed Yuri and Viktor in the same store where he was with Otabek. Viktor was showing all kinds of clothes to Yuri, and even holding them in front of him to see what he would look like in them.

Otabek held a pair of shoes that had leopard print on them. "Try these on?" He asked and practically forced them in Yurio's hands.

Yurio sat down on a small chair and took off his shoes. Otabek smirked as he went further to check if he could find something else Yurio would like. Something to do with cats.

Viktor pulled Yuri past Yurio and Otabek and headed to the store on the other side of the street.

"Get anything you want for tonight!" Viktor said and gave Yuri a paper bag.

Yuri looked around. All he could see was candy all over. Different colours and flavours. "But, why?" He asked and turned around holding the bag in his hands. Viktor had disappeared.

Yuri looked for him, and noticed him stuffing candy in his own paper bag further in the store. He went from candy to candy like he had done it the same way often before.

"Did you say something?" He asked and walked over to him.

"Why?"

"Did you honestly think I would force you to stay in the hotel for all the time. You are silly. We are going to see a movie!" Viktor told him when they arrived to the cinema after walking to the hotel and back.

He went inside. "Yuri, what kind of movies do you like?" He asked, intensively looking at the different movies they could choose from.

"A horror film?"

"Definetly not!"

"Action?"

"Uhh... no..."

"Romantic comedy?"

"I don't know and I don't care! Let's just go see something you like, okay?"

Viktor looked at him surprised. Then he smiled and went to buy tickets for them. Soon he came back, stopping to talk with few girls who regognised him. Yuri walked over to him and he gave him his ticket, turning slightly away from the girls while doing it. Then he said something to the girls and walked back to the wall with Yuri, giving room for other people who were coming in.

After the movie they walked in the already dark town. The paths were light up by orange lights, and many cars were passing them. Yuri wasn't used to being in so big places for long, but he was used to it since he had been going around during the competition season visiting big places.

They arrived back at the hotel and headed straight up to their room. Viktor placed his shoes next to the door and walked to the bed. He stripped down and left his clothes in a pile on the bed. Wearing just his underwear he walked to the bathroom and closed the door after him.

After a few minutes he came back, drying his hair with a towel, and sat down next to Yuri who now was laying on the bed on his back. His eyes were closed and he was breathing softly.

"Shouldn't you get under the blankets and sleep if you are so tired?"

Yuri opened his eyes and sat up. "I'm not tired. I was just waiting for you to come out of there. I want to spend time with you since we are here on a vacation. We don't have to stress about competitions or anything, we can stay up all night and talk-"

Viktor's soft lips pressed against his, and some drops of water dropped down from his hair. Yuri cllsed his eyes and wrapped his arms around Viktor's bare back. "Talk, you say?" Viktor laughed. "Why am I getting a sence that it's not exactly what you want..."

Viktor's soft stare made Yuri shiver and his cheeks felt hot, as if his face was on fire.

"Viktor!"