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Note: sorry for the long break, i have a lot of doctor's appointment to go to. and cravings. all in all please enjoy the new chapter. ^^

Chapter 3

Viktor sighed as he watched the other skaters do their thing. So Yuri was back here and he was practicing like there was no tomorrow. The boy really wanted to prove himself to the world. Reminded Viktor about himself when he was a junior himself. All in all, he was glad that the young Russian boy wasn't affected by nakedness. He was worried that he might have to shield the boy's eyes next time.

"Yuri," Viktor called for the young's attention.

With an obvious sighed, Yuri went to the edge of the ice where Viktor was. "What?" he asked.

Viktor stared at the boy in the eyes. "Are you traumatized?"

"Ha? For what?"

"You were about to get molested by a demon," Viktor continued. "so I figured that you might be traumatized. I had you with me for one night after all."

The small blonde boy glared at the older man. "Never. Speak. Of. This. Again." He replied. He reached out for his bag to get a bottle of water. "Did you get rid of him?" Yuri asked.

"Mmm… I did ask him to leave."

"Did you report to the police?"

"He didn't kill anybody, also I think he's a bit crazy, claiming himself as a succubus," Viktor chuckled. "Wouldn't want the police to think we're crazy too."

"What do you mean 'we'? I want no part of this." Yuri drank his water. He grabbed a small towel to wipe his sweat away. "Did you at least get his name?"

"Hmm…" Viktor tried to remember. "He's called Yuuri."

Yuri glared.

"I mean it!" Viktor continued, sensing danger. "He called himself Yuuri."

Another glare from a small salty Russian boy. "We don't need 2 Yuris within the premises!"

Viktor chuckled. "Don't worry, I'm sure he left already. By the way," Viktor stopped chuckling. "you left your cap in my living room."

"Why didn't you bring it here?" =.=

"I forgot." He answered as he changed his shoes to skate. "I was in a rush. Still couldn't believe what happened."

"Better believe it then. I feel violated." Yuri responded.

Viktor entered the ice. "Your form is really bad by the way. That salchow didn't have enough rotations."

Yuri looked down. It's not like he didn't know. His body was frail and small despite the fact that he didn't want to admit it. "I know." He said.

"Yet you still want to do quad salchow? You can't even land a triple."

"I just feel like if I landed the quad I'll be able to land any jumps."

Viktor smiled. "That is a mistake every skater would do."

"Ha?" he looked up at Viktor. The older man started glide into the center of the ice. Yuri kept on staring at him, wondering what the great Viktor Nikiforov wanted to show him. Though he still didn't understand. Mistake?

Viktor started to skate and building up speed. Yuri stared fixated as Viktor glide on the ice gracefully. He was fast. As soon as he gained enough speed, he turned around and glided backwards while jumping on one foot, spinning in the air for four times and landed on the opposite foot from when he jumped. He was successful. Yuri gasped as he looked at Viktor. He made it looked so easy. Viktor went back to the young Russian boy.

"Did you understand what I did?" he asked.

Yuri nodded. "You build up speed and energy."

The boy finally learned. "Well, it wasn't easy," Viktor explained. "I get it that you wanted to land the quad really bad but you needed stamina, a lot of it. And you need to build that stamina of yours. Because no one understands your body as well as you do."

"Umm…" Yuri thought for a moment, "How did you land the salchow then?"

"By practicing of course. And also you have to learn to love your body. Know the limit of how much your body can take." Viktor grinned. "When I first look at you I wasn't sure if you're stupidly serious or seriously stupid."

Angry Russian boy alert.

"I AM SERIOUS!"

"Then you need to learn your body limit." Viktor explained. "Even if you landed every quad there is, your body will get even more tired."

"…What are you saying here?" Yuri asked.

"Start small, improve your flexibility. Instead of quad why don't you land a triple salchow first."

"What difference does it make?"

Viktor sighed. Boy still hasn't learned. "Say, what if you get to final rounds of World's final and you need to land a triple salchow and you never learn it?" he asked.

Yuri thought for a while.

"You'll be over-rotated and fall on the ice. The deduction marks are higher when you fall during a hard jump" Viktor explained.

Yuri had never thought about that. He was always trying to push his limit. He was trying to prove to his parents that he too could be a successful skater. Like his sister. "Fine," he admitted defeat. "I'll learn to love my body."

Viktor smiled.

Back in the apartment, a familiar succubus kept staring at the TV, or what he had call it in his mind: box with moving pictures. Yuuri kept staring at Viktor's performances one by one. And he's loving every part of it. He couldn't take his eyes off of that man.

Suddenly he heard the door opened. He turned around and found the man himself coming into the house with another person. Viktor brought in the young kid from last night. "Ah," Yuuri suddenly spoke.

Viktor gasped as he looked at Yuuri. "You're still here?" he asked. "I thought I told you to leave."

Yuuri didn't know what to do. "Uhm… I have nowhere to go." He explained. "and I turned on the magic moving pictures box accidentally."

The Russian Yuri looked at the TV. "He was watching your performances." He said.

Viktor sighed. "Yuri."

The succubus and the small Russian both answered the man. "Yes?"

=w=;;;

This would be a problem. "Uhh…we'll have to assign nicknames to both of you." Viktor said. He pointed to Yuri. "I'll call you Yurio from now on."

The Russian boy was angry. "WHY MUST I BE YURIO?"

Viktor sighed. "Wouldn't it be strange to give cute nickname to a weird person I just met?" he asked. "He's not what he claimed himself to be."

Yurio looked at the no-longer naked man. He had blankets on. "You!" he called out.

Yuuri panicked. "M-me?"

"Are you really a succubus? Where's your pointy tail and wings?"

The succubus' heart was thumping. How did a human know about succubi having wings and tail? "I…hide them." He answered. "We can't show true forms when we're among humans."

Yurio wasn't buying it. "Viktor call the police. You have a crazy in your house."

Viktor sighed again. "I'll get my lawyer then."

Yuuri panicked and went to grab Viktor's hand. "W-Wait!" he shouted, staring at Viktor's eyes and slightly blushed. "I'll show you." He shouldn't do that. But he must. He needed a place to stay. And by doing so he hoped that Viktor would let him stay.

"Okay then, show me." Yuuri flinched. It wasn't a request to him, Viktor's voice sounded like a command. He also didn't know why, but he felt like he must obey.

Slowly, the succubus unleashed his hidden mist and his small wings began to form. His tail too, started to form at the base of his behind slowly elongated and formed a smooth leathery tail behind him. Viktor couldn't believe his eyes. Maybe he drank too much vodka. But what happened right in front of him was real. Yuuri was a succubus and he was legit.

"Small" Yurio interrupted.

"YOU'RE NOT EVEN SURPRISED?!" Viktor asked as he saw how calm Yurio was.

"It's a trick of the light. Holograms or something." Yurio explained.

Yuuri interrupted. "It's real see?" he moved his wings and tail. Viktor touched his wings. Yuuri flinched again. "You can't do that!"

"Why?" Viktor asked. "I want to feel it." It was real. Real enough to Viktor. His wings had a leathery texture like a bat but it was soft. It felt good.

"It's personal." Yuuri answered.

Yurio didn't want to get involved. "I should be going now. All this thing is just too weird to me." He said as he took his cap. "I asked my grandpa to pick me up."

Viktor smiled. "Be safe."

Yurio went out the door. "Seriously Viktor, you need to put on security system or something…" he then whispered. "Get the police." He looked at the man who claimed to be succubus. "And get him some help."

=w=;

"Alright, I'll see what I can do to him." Viktor realized what he said. "I mean with- I'll see what I can do with him." He corrected his words.

Yurio glared at the older man and left the apartment.

Viktor closed the door and went to Yuuri who was now sat on the floor as if he was waiting for a command. "Now what to do with you?" Viktor asked, teasingly.

Yuuri panicked. "Please don't throw me out" he begged. "I'll stay in your clothes room and I won't make any noise!"

Clothes room? Oh he meant the walk-in closet. Yes, he stayed there last night. Viktor looked around the room. Nothing had been stolen though the fridge was opened. Yuuri was probably curious. He looked at Yuuri again and tried to remember the softness of his wings. And his wings were warm too. He's a real succubus to Viktor. And viktor knew that he can't throw this creature out in the street.

Viktor looked at the TV. Yurio was right. The succubus was watching his performance. "How did you turn on the TV?" he asked.

"Huh?"

Viktor pointed to the box with moving pictures.

"Oh," Yuuri replied. "I found this thing with buttons and I just press on it and suddenly the moving pictures shows you."

Viktor almost laughed. Moving pictures, he said. "And how did you find my recorded performances?"

Yuuri tilted his head. "What is 'recorded'?"

Viktor blushed. He was cute. "Uhh… nevermind. How did you find me on the…" he paused to think of his words carefully, "the… moving pictures?"

"Oh," Yuuri replied again. "I just pressed buttons. And honestly I couldn't stop looking at you."

Ah, so he gained another fan. "I often had that effect on everyone." Viktor said. "Now…" he held out his hand. "get up"

Yuuri hesitated to take Viktor's hand but he obeyed anyway. He held on the man's hand and stood up. "Y-yes?" he asked.

"I won't throw you out." Viktor said and Yuuri was somewhat relieved. "And you don't have to hide your wings and tail around me anymore." He needed a shirt and a pair of pants. "Wait here." Viktor ordered. He went into his room and to his closet.

Yuuri patiently waited for Viktor to come back.

After about a few moments, Viktor came back with a pair of shirt that were obviously too large for Yuuri and a pair of shorts.

"Hm?" Yuuri slowly squeaked in question.

"If you're gonna stay here, you need clothes." Viktor removed the blanket that the succubus was holding onto.

Yuuri panicked again. "Uhm… I heard that being naked in human world is a taboo." He said.

"It's just you and me here." Viktor replied and carefully put the shirt on Yuuri making sure his wings are comfortable. Then he put the shorts on Yuuri.

"Mm!" Yuuri flinched again.

Viktor looked at what's going on. "Oh, they're too tight for your tail?"

Yuuri nodded. "i-I'll handle it myself." He adjusted himself so that he could be comfortable. He wasn't sure why Viktor would hand him clothes. Maybe he had to blend in. Or maybe, Viktor wasn't comfortable with his appearance. He's a male after all. Viktor would prefer a woman living with him. The clothes Viktor gave him had a certain smell. It smelled nice and somehow made him feel calm.

Viktor smiled. "Now that we got that settled. I want to ask you something."

"Y-yes?" Yuuri slowly looked at Viktor.

"Can you cook?"

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