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Yuuri first became aware of the strangeness of his dreams when he realized that he could not hear anything. He was probably six years old when he realized for the first time that his dreams were incredibly strange.
And, like any other child who wanted to know something, he immediately went to his mother and asked her if there was something wrong. And that was when Katsuki Yuuri learned for the first time, that what he was seeing in his dreams was actually him leaving his body and entering his soulmate's body.
It was a strange sort of phenomenon, that had been officially recorded as a real event in the last one hundred years. When the Age of Science and Exploration came upon the world, many questioned the validity of soulmates, and tried to disprove the idea as much as possible. However, eventually it was too recurring to not be true.
And therefore the theory became the fact.
Of course there was the cute little assumption that the soul left the body in order to join up with its other half for a while. Many cultures liked to believe that the two parts were meeting up in an attempt to bring each other together.
While Yuuri thought that was a cute idea, he didn't necessarily believe that personally. But it was something nice for romance novels and little kids who dreamed of having a nice soulmate when they grew up. Who wanted to live 'happily ever after'.
Still, the situation had baffled him at a young age. What good was knowing about the life his soulmate, if he could not hear anything that was going on? It was like he was in the body of his soulmate, but he had no control over what was happening. And it really got him thinking. What did his soulmate see when he was sleeping? What parts of Yuuri's life had his soulmate been witness to?
And the thought process let him down a very dark road where he buried himself in his bed for four days at the time, because he did not like what he was considering.
When someone fell asleep, they found themselves watching the world from their soulmate's perspective. It was a very interesting kind of thing, but it was also uncomfortable. Because you felt that you were moving. You felt that you were doing something, but you were not the one in control, and it was a strange sensation to not be in control of what should be your body.
From everything that Yuuri had witnessed about his soulmate, he knew that the other was not Asian. And he was quite certain that his soulmate was a boy just like him.
Again, like any child that wanted to know the answer to a question, he went to his mother.
Yuuri had shyly looked up at the woman and asked her if it was okay that his soulmate was a boy too. He asked if it was bad. And he remembered her answer very clearly.
"Yu-kun, a soulmate is supposed to be your one. The one for you and no one else. They are meant to possess what you lack, just as you possess what they lack. There is never a 'bad soulmate for you'. Your other half completes you."
That had lightened Yuuri's perspective on the entire situation considerably. He no longer felt that it was strange that sometimes he would end up seeing his soulmate's body. However, he was very uncomfortable with the thought that his soulmate was able to see his own body.
And the thing was that he'd never seen his soulmate in a reflective surface. And it wasn't like Yuuri slept for very long. He was a light sleeper in general, so he did not sleep for hours and hours at night, but it was still very strange.
One would think that in the course of six hours, somebody would somehow manage to walk by a window or a mirror or maybe look at themselves in the reflection of a well polished car. But his soul mate was rarely ever around anything like that whenever Yuuri was asleep.
Something else that he'd noticed about his soulmate, was that his country was a little strange. And also, there was a lot of snow. It was very cold. His soulmate was surrounded by westerners, at least he was certain they were westerners. Yuuri had noticed that for about half the year, they would walk around bundled in thick coats and equally thick scarves. And then the other half of the year, they wouldn't wear much.
He couldn't even begin to guess where his soulmate lived. He just knew that the area apparently went through extreme changes in climate from very cold to very hot. There was no transitioning like Spring and Autumn. It was just one thing to another and back and forth.
A ten year old Yuuri had finally gotten fed up one day. He had fallen ill, and had been bedridden for almost a week. In that time frame, he dreamed the most he had ever dreamed in his life.
He saw strange-looking buildings, and snow, cute dogs, scary girls, and an old man who looked like he really needed to take a load off at a good onsen.
Yuuri tried to remember the writing of the signs he saw. He tried to remember things he'd seen, in hopes that he might be able to look them up. The problem with having a soulmate who was obviously a foreigner, was that learning whatever their native tongue was, would be difficult.
It was some time a few years later, that's his friend Yuuko rushed up to tell him that she had found a new figure skater to idolize. She then proceeded to drag him to her house, sit him down in front of the television, and force him to watch this new skater.
And he was made to watch a small clip about said skater's life. Showing the city in which they grow up, and the buildings they proceeded to frequent when they wanted to go out to eat. That was the first time in his life that Yuuri finally had an idea as to where his soulmate came from.
Because he'd seen those very streets before, but he'd only seen them in a dream.
His soulmate was a Russian figure skater. Yuuri had known about the figure skating for a long time. In fact, watching through his soulmate's eyes, as his soulmate executed very interesting practices, was what made Yuuri's interest in ballet move on to figure skating.
And while he still did ballet from time to time, his practices were mostly with Yuuko for figure skating.
This new revelation for him, was what made him even more determined.
Also, he may have kind of had a crush on someone not his soulmate, but that was okay. It wasn't like Yuuri would ever meet Victor Nikiforov anyway. So admiring from afar was alright.
Victor was astonished at how many people were not in his soulmate's life. When he'd learned that he would be seeing the life of his soulmate through his soulmate's eyes, he had gotten really excited. He would get to learn new things, and see different people, but instead, his soulmate was a very singular type of person.
His soulmate did not go out and party like others did. Nor did he play with other children. In fact, Victor often found himself staring at a barre. And on that barre, would be a long leg, stretched out perfectly.
His soulmate was a ballet dancer.
Well, for several years his soulmate was a ballet dancer, but then his soulmate started taking up ice skating. And Victor had a feeling that the difference in time zones was what made it so he did not get to see much of his soulmate's skating, but what he did see he could admit that he was impressed with it. Especially since he noticed that his soulmate was actually younger than him.
That part was made obvious when his soulmate was still sitting in a class of thirty students, and doing mathematics. Or when he would sit down at lunch with a friend, and they'd push their desks together while they ate.
Of course they weren't that much younger, no more than four years, but still.
At Victor's age of nineteen, he knew that fifteen year olds were in a sort of in between time in their lives. With all the emotions and puberty creeping up on them suddenly, it was amazing that his soulmate could focus on class, ballet, skating, and whatever his home business dealt with. Victor didn't understand enough Japanese to determine the younger one's job at home though.
So yes, their strides were impressive.
When he was younger, Victor had always had a fascination with sleeping. He was also incredibly saddened when he could not sleep for as long as he wanted. However, there were things to be done, and he could not wile away his days, dreaming about his soulmate's life.
Still, he felt that he new his soulmate pretty well.
His soulmate was Asian. Full Japanese origin. His soulmate was also incredibly intelligent from what Victor had seen of his test scores. He was good at ballet, and had a lot of stamina in the rink during practice. He loved food. A lot.
He didn't know what the name of the dish was called, but he saw enough of it to know that it was a favorite. And the way the steam would rise up made his stomach plead for food as well.
It smelled wonderful and tasted great too. It was a nice way to experience something, without having it affect his own body. Though, it certainly affected his soulmate's body.
His poor soulmate had a slow metabolism, which made weight loss harder because any food made him put on weight, and he had to work twice as hard to lose the excess weight.
Victor didn't know of it personally, but after years of watching his soulmate struggle with scales and intense workouts, he felt that he understood to an extent. And he felt for the other boy. For the frustration and the tears he cried. He wished he could help, but he didn't know how.
He still didn't know what the boy looked like!
One day, when he was twenty-one, he found himself dreaming much longer than usual. Enough to actually see more of his soulmate's life. School was usually the main part of each dream, but then sometimes ballet or skating would fit in there somewhere. This time, Victor had slept in three hours, and got to witness more than a home cooked meal.
His soulmate was an avid fan of him.
Very avid.
So avid, Victor would never forget it!
Their room was a shrine. It had to be. Photos and posters of him were all over the walls. Dolls, a body pillow, and even a few magazines with his face prominently displayed on the cover, littered the room.
His soulmate's idolization of him was further expounded upon a few days later when Victor found himself watching a video of one of his performances. And his soulmate watched attentively and clapped happily when it was over.
A few days later, Victor was treated to the sensation of his soulmate, and his soulmate's friend, mimicking his own routine.
And to be honest, they did a pretty good job! He was proud that they were exploring their skills. He was proud that he was an inspiration to young skaters in the world. It made him feel like he was accomplishing more than just a victory here and there.
Sometimes he wondered what his soulmate's reaction would be should he find out that he was destined to be Victor's equal.
And sometimes Victor fervently hoped that when they finally met, things would go well and that they truly fit well together.
Victor was tired of being bored and alone.
Yuuri laid in bed, the shame and embarrassment just filling him. He stared up at the ceiling, wishing that somehow it would give him the answers that he needed.
He'd failed. It was bad. Embarrassing. It was all over the world and would in no way be forgotten any time soon.
Still, he wasn't going to stop skating altogether, though maybe competitively wasn't meant for him anymore. He wasn't sure his coach was the right coach for him, because 'suck it up' just didn't work. Not for Yuuri. He wasn't like Phichit. He couldn't just ignore his terror.
Also, Yuuri wasn't as amazing as Phichit, who could execute amazing jumps. Yuuri's steps were his forte, but they just weren't good enough to win in competition.
Yuuri needed to go back to his roots and re-discover his love for figure skating. And who had been the one to inspire him in the first place?
Victor Nikiforov.
With a sigh, Yuuri sat up and decided to go and see Yuuko.
When Victor closed his eyes, he thought he was going to see the ocean again. His soulmate had been terribly emotional these past few weeks, and had gone out to the ocean many a time to cry. Victor didn't know what was wrong, for he hadn't seen anything, but he wished he could help.
This time was different however.
He was back in the small ice rink his soulmate loved to frequent. And his soulmate was removing his glasses, making everything blurry instantly. His friend was there. The one from school. The one with the kind smile.
The two exchanged words for a moment, before the man moved out to the center of the ice and took position.
While Victor could not hear anything, he knew immediately what this was. His soulmate was once again, mimicking one of his routines, except… it was done beautifully.
There was emotion. He could feel it. His winning performance was finally good in his opinion. His soulmate had added a flare to it that he hadn't had when he's skated it personally. It felt right. Good and wholesome. Victor basked in it, reveling in how his soulmate landed all of his jumps perfectly and how amazing his footwork was.
He was invigorated suddenly. He wanted to meet his soulmate. Wanted to see just what they had that could inspire him once again.
Of course, the next morning, he was astonished.
The very performance that he had lived in his dreams, was currently trending on every social media site in the world. And he knew it was his soulmate skating the routine because he recognized the girl he was skating for. Had seen her face constantly over the years.
Victor had been correct. His soulmate was a natural born Japanese man. Katsuki Yuuri, one of the top figures skaters of Japan, as determined by the JSF.
Also, Yuuri had an intense idolization of him, if Victor remembered the poster covered bedroom correctly. So either Yuuri knew they were soulmates, or he was simply a big fan.
A fan who inspired Victor. And now Victor had a reason to go and meet him without seeming creepy!
It happened suddenly. Yuuri was no longer dreaming about his soulmate's life. He'd had a mild panic attack. The worry simply too much. He'd even rushed out to his mother - because moms always had the answer - and asked her what she thought about it.
"It could mean that you are now in the same time zone."
That would mean that they were sleeping at the same time. So then, would his soulmate be dreaming of nothing as well?
How very strange.
"Yuuri!"
The brunet flushed at the arm that wound itself around his shoulders.
Victor Nikiforov, who had come all the way to Japan to be his coach, was a very tactile person. He liked to invade personal space and spread his carefree nature around.
Yuuri's shoulders slumped just a bit, his light uneasiness melting away almost too easily anymore. He'd gotten used to being touched so affectionately. So often. Victor was not happy unless he had some sort of physical contact with Yuuri, and that was a fact.
He didn't understand, but he stopped running ages ago. Now he just accepted it. Besides, hadn't he used to daydream about Victor Nikiforov wanting to hug him? Too many times if he was going to be honest.
It was nice, and it made him comfortable if truth be told. That Victor was just so genuinely happy to see him all the time, made his heart flutter. He had very few people like that in his life.
"Yuuri, will you come to the shops with me? I want to see what they sell in the common shops on the corners!"
Always so excitable.
With a roll of the eyes, Yuuri nodded. Victor threw his arms up and gave a cheer.
"I have to get my wallet though."
"Nonsense," the Russian said, already tugging him toward the door. "Think of it as a date. I'm paying."
A date to the corner shop. Wow.
"Only if I can have katsudon later."
Victor's gaze turned almost - dare he say it - sensual. "We'll share some later. You can feed me and I'll feed you."
Yuuri was a blushing mess during the entire venture.
He didn't know how it happened. One thing lead to another, and Victor's 'dates' around Hasetsu, happened more frequently. And those little hugs and touches between them escalated until Yuuri found himself pressed up against the shower wall at Ice Castle, with Victor grinding against him from behind.
And only minutely did he think of his soulmate and whether it was okay or not. But really, Victor was very good with his hips and he was also talented in other forms of training as well.
There was a moan, he was sure it came from his own mouth. Victor's hands were trailing over his stomach and ghosting just barely over that place that Yuuri needed them most.
He pressed against them insistently, and flushed when he felt the small huff of laughter against his neck.
Though he refused to be ashamed.
For the first time in months, Yuuri was finally dreaming of his soulmate's life. He was intensely intrigued, and noticed immediately that he was laying down on something smooth.
Above his head was a bare ceiling. His soulmate's body rolled over, and he suddenly found himself looking at… himself.
His body was lying there, right next to his soulmate's own body! He was illuminated by the moonlight coming in through the window, and his skin looked paler than normal. Yuuri had worked up quite a tan, but in the dark of the night and by the light of the moon, he looked… ethereal.
A hand reached out to caress the side of Yuuri's own face, and Yuuri blinked, suddenly finding himself awake and staring at Victor, who was laying beside him on Victor's bed. In Victor's room.
There was a beam of moonlight coming in through the window, and Victor was staring down at him as if he was something to be treasured.
"Do you understand?" the older man murmured as he leaned in.
He did. Victor had somehow known, but instead of telling him, he'd wooed Yuuri. He wanted Yuuri to choose him because of love, and not because of some predestined bond forged between them by fate.
Yuuri shuffled closer and nuzzled into Victor's smooth throat.
This was a much better revelation than he could have ever imagined.
Victor's fingers were warm and comforting as they trailed through his hair.
So much better.
{Wake up me Prince Charming,
I've been dreaming about.
Wake me up Prince Charming,
Make my dreams come true.}
A/N: Another is done!
This chapter was inspired by the song "Once Upon (Another) Dream" by No Secrets. The song appeared on the special edition of Disney's Sleeping Beauty, like 15 years ago. I recommend the song.
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