I sat down on one of the benches, Yuri was skating a practice peice. Yakov yelling at him for sloppy legs and lazy stance. He was scowling at his coach. Yokov groaned, rubbing his face with his hand. "right end there." He growled out. Stalking away from the rink. That man was never really happy.

Yuri stomped from the ice. Lighting up slightly, "Bring it?" Picking up a new looking t-shirt. glancing at me for a moment.
"uh, yeah... any reason."
"Yep - you didn't get skates right?" He asked stripping off his black practice t-shirt. Oh god! I spun and looked the otherway. blood rushing my face.
"n-n-n-no I D-didn't... w-why?" I pressed my hands to my cheeks willing away the red stain.
"Come on." He said, leaving through the door, not bothering to answer.
"No lesson?" I asked, trotting after him to keep up.
"No." We headed to the exit. "I said to take your own photo." He looked at me expectantly. Something clicked.
"Your cat?" I tipped my head to one side. A weird habbit I picked up from Sparrow.
I followed him out into the sunshine, he nodded, muttering a sharp "Yep," As if embarissed.
"R-really?" He raised an eyebrow with a curt nod, "Great!" I grinned, half skipping ahead of him, "which way?" He jerked his head right as he court up. I walked beside him down the road, we turned into another, and then a third. "How far?"
He paused then nodded his head upwards. "Right there." he answered. "Come on. Dont tell anyone. I rather not be flockered outside every day."
I bumped my elbow against his. "Why would I do that." I tapped my lip thoughtfully, "Although," I smirked. "It would make a great birthday present..."
"no Nina,"
"I'm Joking!" I chuckled quietly, watching from behind as he open the building with a blue key. Inside was cool, the stairs wound up the centre of the building. Our feet tapped against the plastic flooring. He was on the top floor, the 3rd. It was a small apartment block. with only 6 flats. He opened the front door with another key.
"Welcome." He murmured.
It was mostly open plan with a bedroom and bathroom off of one room. Small and neat except for the random plushies (probably from competitions) and tiger/leopard print clothes strewn hazardously over furniture. "Do you ever clean."
"Yes, actually." He grumbled, frowning. "Just not often. Tiger should be around here somewhere."
He walked around the sofa into the kitchenette. Opening a white cupboard he pulled down a tin of cat food and shook it gently, rattling untilla soft mew came from the bedroom. His cat, tiger, slipped between the door and it's frame.

Yuri emptied the cat food into a bowl and placed it on the plastic kitchen flooring. The cat slunk over, casting a distrussful eye at me. It crouched down at it's bowl, nibbling contentedly.
"knock yourself out." Yuri muttered before cascading face first onto the couch. I sat on the cream carpet, riddled with cat fur an unzipped my little backpack. Pulling out my sketch book and camera.
Not long after I finished my third sketch and had taken a rediculous amount of pictures Yuri had fallen asleep. He twisted onto his back, the cat purring and crawling up onto his chest. He mumbled inconheriently but settled back into the pillows. The curled onto his chest. I tiptoed closer. The camera might make too much noise. Carefully I pulled up a chair, tucking my feet under me to I perched on to, sketch book on my knees.

I worked in quick light lines. darting off and on the page. Framing around Yuri's head to the bottom of his shirt, I grinned. proud of the outcome. I then looked bak at yuri on to find him staring at me with wide eyes. He noticed the cat on his chest and sprung forward. The cat leaping it the air and onto the floor.

He spotted the sketch book in my arms. "Nina, What is that?" He growled. I stood quickly. pressing the book into my chest. crossing both arms over it.
"Nothing!"
"Nina..." He groaned. Standing and trying to snatch it. I skipped out the way, grinning.
"Its mine." I grabbed my back pack and raced from his apparment. Although an athlete, he was still sleepy. So i got out before he could give chase.

Hi guys. Sorry for being late and all and especially because its short but my family was hit by a tragedy. I tried my best to finish this off but I just don't feel like writing.