Viktuuri: The Ice Prince and the Skating Peasant (Fantasy AU)

"Hey peasant!" Yuri knocked hard on Yuuri's door angrily.

Yuuri jumped instantly as he walked to the door, opening it shyly. He didn't know why, but whenever he was around Yurio, he felt like he was facing a large lion and the only weapon he had was a small stick. "Y-yes, Yuiro?"

"Viktor told me that if we should get along, we need to hang out. And I want cookies." Yurio said, pushing his blonde hair back a bit.

Yuuri was a bit confused. "What do you saying, Yurio?"

Yurio growled and barked out, "I'm saying I'm hungry and I don't have money, so buy me cookies!" He then cleared his throat and looked up at him. "Please."

Yuuri was surprised by that. In the past two days that Yurio had been here, he never once said "please" or "thank you" to anybody no matter what they did for him. He wondered what had changed. "Oh, okay. Sure, just give me a minute."

Yurio sighed and walked off, leaving Yuuri alone and closed the door. He began to change into his coat and other things need for the weather. It was April now, but it was no way summer, and Yuuri was the one who knew why.

His heart beat raced at the mere thought of Viktor, his face burning up. What was this wonderful prince done to him that made him feel this way? By now, the two were practically friends now and knew almost everything about each other. However, Yuuri was still a nervous wreck.

And if his shyness wasn't bad enough, Yurio commented on every little thing that Yuuri did wrong on the ice. He even had two nicknames for him: "Piggy" and "Peasant."

On the bright side of things, Yuuri was getting so much better at ice skating that he could practically walk on the ice like he was walking on land. He could even do turns and leaps, but not jumps just yet. And Viktor's powers were still under control, apart from him sometimes making it snow whenever he felt happy and freezing things when he touched something time from time.

Yuuri walked out of his room and walked outside, seeing Yurio and smiled. "Hey. Ready to go?"

Yurio scowled. "I was ready before I even told you. Let's go." The Russian teen said and began to walk, Yuuri following behind him.

"Hey, why didn't you invite Viktor along with us?" The Japanese man asked.

"Viktor said that he wanted to learn how to cook from your mother. Apparently, he wants to try and make pork cutlet bowls for you." Yurio said in a monotone voice.

Yuuri blushed hard at that. Viktor wants to learn how to make pork cutlet bowls... For him? That was actually the most sweetest thing that he had ever heard. But why would Viktor want to do that for him. "Wow..."

"I know, right? Viktor can't cook worth crap." Yurio said with a cruel laugh.

Yuuri got a bit mad at that. "Why are you so mean all the time, Yurio?"

Yurio snapped his head up at the taller male before scowling. "I don't have to tell you anything!"

"Alright, but you can tell me how you know Viktor." Yuuri said, obvious that Yurio had built up so many barriers and that the only people who could probably break them down would be the people closer to him.

"My adopted father, Yakov. He took Viktor in because he was friends with the old queen and king and decided to teach him the ways of peasant life. But it was hard because Viktor could control his powers. He's gotten better at hiding them, but obviously at not controlling them." Yuri replied, smacking a snow covered branch.

"Adopted father?" Yuuri asked again as they walked more towards the town, which was still busy as it was.

"Yeah. My parents died when I was five because of a bear accident, so I went to live with my grandpa. But then he died when I was ten because of some strange sickness. So I went to live with Yakov when he found me breaking into his chicken coop." The blonde replied, looking at the town.

Yuuri's eyes widened. Both Viktor and Yurio had a tough life while he was upset that he couldn't skate like his friends. He felt selfish. "I'm very sorry about that. But I hope that you do know that putting up walls won't help anything."

Yurio sighed. "What are you babbling about now, peasant?"

"I'm saying that even though putting up walls can protect you, they can also push away people that want to help you. Like me and Viktor." He said and put his hand on Yurio's shoulder.

The Russian teen looked up at the Japanese male in confusion. No one has ever spoken to him like that before. It made him mad, but at the same time made him calm. This peasant reminded me a bit of his mother and how smart she was at nearly everything.

It wasn't long before Yuuri found the dessert shop. "Oh look, there it is." He said and looked down at the teenager, "You still want that cookie?"

"Umm... Sure." Yurio said in a soft voice and walked into the store.

Yuuri was a bit shocked; Did Yurio actually just talk to him like he was a normal person? What exactly happened that made him talk like that? Was it the moment from earlier about the walls?

Eventually, the two young men left the sweet store with a box full of cookies for his family. Yurio chewed on a vanilla cookie with red icing, the icing coating his lips. It was like he hadn't had sweets for a long time. "This is pretty good." Yurio complimented.

Yuuri gave a small smile. "Glad you like it."

"Thank you." Yurio said quietly, finishing up his cookie before fishing out another one.

Yuuri's eyes widened again; Two kind things in the same day?! Was he dreaming? This was a strange day. He smiled at that, happy that Viktor was his couch and friend and that Yurio and him were finally getting along.

But then Yuuri saw that Yurio bumped into somebody, causing them both to look at each other for a moment. "HEY, WATCH WHERE YOU'RE-" Yurio was cut off by him seeing the other's face. The older male looked mature with pitch black hair and wore a long black scarf.

"Sorry." Was all the male said before walking off, leaving Yurio in a statue like state with a light red color on his cheeks.

"Umm... Yurio, you okay?" Yuuri asked in a concerned tone of voice.

Yurio cleared his throat before taking a rather large bite from the cookie. "I'm fine!" He said and began to walk, the red color still remaining on his cheeks.

Yuuri followed behind before looking at where the man walked off to. Did Yurio find that man attractive? He let out a quiet chuckle. Spending time with Yurio would be like spending time with a child.

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Hello everybody! First of all, I would like to say that I am so so so so sorry that I didn't update on Saturday! I was so busy with watching my little sister that I didn't have time. And I also had a four day weekend but it was filled with so many online assignments it drove me mad!😖

I also had a really bad week too, but I won't tell it to you guys cause I don't want you guys getting depressed. Let's just say that I'll let the romance live on through my characters and in my stories.

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