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

Meanwhile, while Yuuri was trying to hide Viktor's ice powers from his friends, Yurio was out exploring the town of Hasetsu for his own. He was bored of his routine ever since he came here; Get up, eat, look around at the house, eat again, watch Yuuri and Viktor train, eat again, and then go to sleep.

Yurio was very thankful that Viktor and Yuuri were so kind as to let him live with them in the small house, but he couldn't help but feel jealous of everything. How Yuuri had his parents and his sister, how Viktor had his powers, and more importantly: How much Viktor and Yuuri loved each other, even though he figured they would never admit it to each other.

But then he thought back to the man that he bumped into during his time with Yuuri. He was a rather tall man with silk black hair and a very intimidating face that could make someone scared or entranced. But he decided to ignore that thought. Besides, it was most likely that he would never see that man anyway.

The blonde teen arrived at the park, where the children played as if there wasn't a care in the world. Yurio wished he was a child again; Carefree, happy, and go-lucky no matter what. But that had all changed when his grandfather passed away.

He didn't really know his parents because they died when he was so young, but he loved his grandfather with all his heart. He was wise and kind for his age and had seen so much from the world. His grandfather would even offer deep advice when Yurio was sad or angry at the world or something small.

Another thing he missed from his childhood was the first time he met Viktor. He remembered the snow storm that had come before the barn door opened to reveal a skinny boy with tattered clothing and no shoes. His sliver haired shined out brightly as he looked up at his guardian, Yakov, with pleading eyes.

"Prince Viktor?" Yakov asked, having young Mila, Georgi, and Yurio behind him in fright of the new stranger.

Viktor just stood there, shaking in sadness as tears streamed down his clear face before he collapsed on the ground. The children all gasped as Yakov ran to the young prince, picking him up. "Georgi, close the door now!"

"What's wrong with him, Yakov?" Mila asked as she ran after the older man.

"Is he going to die?" Georgi asked after he closed the door to the barn and stopping the cold air from coming in.

"Is he really a prince?" Yurio asked in curiosity.

Yakov sighed and looked at the small children. "Kids, there will be time for questions later. Right now, I have to get him fed and warm. We're going to be having a new guest now." He said before walking up the ladder to put the prince down to sleep.

Looking back on later memories, he supposed that Yurio could have been nicer to Viktor when he came. But he was just so mad at him for coming and being treated special just because he was a prince! He was the reason that they were stuck with this enteral winter.

His memories were cut off when he bumped into someone. How many times are you going to bump into people, he thought to himself. He looked down and saw a bag of sewing needles and thread, leaning down to pick them up. "Sorry, I wasn't-"

"No, it's alright." Said the stranger, which sounded like the voice from a few days ago.

Yurio looked up and saw that it was the guy! He looked strangely... Handsome. He cleared his throat and got rid of those thoughts, handing the bag to other male. "Sorry again." He said before walking off but was grabbed by the wrist by the male.

"You know, it's strange when two people run into each other twice. Almost like fate." The black haired male explained.

Yurio growled and tore his off of the other's grip. "I don't believe in that fate shit!"

"I do. Because I knew that I found one day find you again, Yurio." Said the strange man with a little smile.

Yurio gasped. How did this guy know his name? Was he a stalker? Did he know him from a long time ago? "How do you know me?"

The male gave a little chuckle. "Don't tell me you forgot about us, Yurio. We were so close."

The blonde Russian teen tried to think back on some old memories of when he had friends. All he had was Mila, Georgi, Yakov, his grandpa, and.... Otabek. He gasped.

He forgot; When his grandfather was sick, there was a doctor that always took care of his grandfather and came by everyday to make sure he was doing alright. The doctor was a widower so he had to bring his young son, Otabek Altin, along with him. The two children strangely got along very well and Otabek even comforted Yurio whenever he felt like crying. He hadn't seen his childhood friend in a long time, probably because he ran away after the funeral.

"Otabek...?" Yurio asked, hoping that it was really his old friend and not some stranger.

Otabek gave a smile and pulled him into a tight hold. "Hello Yurio. It's good to see you again."

Yurio gasped in absolute surprise at that hug. He had been given hugs by Viktor and Yuuri before, but never like this. His arms felt so strong and he smelled of firewood.. Yurio felt his cheeks turn a dark red, his heart beating like a drum. Was this what Yuuri felt like around Viktor?

Otabek pulled away before looking down at his old friend, laughing a bit. "Wow, I'm surprise. You're still as short as I remember you."

Yurio scowled at that before shoving him. Yep, still the same. "At least I don't like a demon giant!"

The taller male laughed again and shook his head. His laugh was like music. "So, how have you been these past few years?"

"Umm... Fine. I'm living with one of my friends and this one guy that he's teaching to ice skate. But he sucks." Yurio replied with a small shrug, trying to hide his blushing cheeks.

"Sounds like fun though. Better than my life as a seamster." He said, looking down at the basket of needles and thread. "I actually ran out of thread for a little girl's blanket."

Yuiro could see the stressed look on his old friend's face. He bit his lip before getting an idea. He could sew, but not very much. "Do.. D-do you want some help? I can sew too!"

Otabek was surprised before giving a small smile, ruffling the blonde male's head. "Why not? It'll give us more time to get to know each other." He said before beginning to walk off.

Yurio fixed his hair with a scowl before following behind the taller and older male, keeping close to him. He didn't know why but... He wanted to spend time with Otabek again like the way they did when they were children.

Is this what.... Love felt like?

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Hey everybody! I have finally updated, but I'm very sorry that this update is late in the day! I've been kinda busy with laundry! And I'm also sorry that I didn't updated yesterday because of my dance recital, which I felt we did good despite all the mess ups and stress.

Anyway, I'm making sure to update as best as I can this month, even though it's the last month of school! Also, I don't think I'll be able to update during the first few days of June because I'll be going to Disney World/Florida! But I will try my best!

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