AN: Hey guys! This is my first Yaoi ever written and I hope you guys enjoy it. I really love Yuuri on Ice! and wanted to at least write one story for it. The real summary for this story is this :

Born with the ability of mind reading, Katsuki Yuuri doesn't think his life can get any worse than it already was. That is until he gets a new neighbor, who just so happens to be the legendary figure skater Victor Nikiforov. Yuuri makes up his mind to avoid his hot neighbor in order to not read his thoughts, and to not make a fool out of himself. His plan works, up until he accidentally runs into Victor and makes a horrifying discovery. He can't read Victors mind.

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Disclaimer: I don't own Yuuri on Ice! or its beautiful characters, but I own the plot.

At the age of 5, Yuuri knew he was different.

He could hear the thoughts of the people around him.

At first the five-year-old would mistaken the reading of thoughts as people actually talking. He found himself often responding to people's thoughts and even blurting out what they had thought in front to others. It was purely innocent and to Yuuri he thought it was the coolest thing ever.

It wasn't until he was 10 years old, that Yuuri had learned to hate his gift. At the age of 10, Yuuir had made the mistake of telling others of his gift.

"So you can read minds, huh?" one of the older boys mocked.

Yuuri couldn't help but shake in fear. The day before he had told his new friend Yuki about his mind reading. He even pink promised that he wouldn't tell anyone, turns out he had lied. Yuuri now found himself being surrounded by four older boys- six graders, with no way to escape Yuuri stood his ground. Apparently, Yuki had told his older brother and his friends about Yuuri's gift. They took it upon themselves to handle a liar and to teach Yuuri a lesson about what happens if you are different.

"What? Can't talk Yuuri?" The boy next to him grinned. Yuuri couldn't help but want to vomit and cry for his mother. He was tiny compared to these boys and he knew that he couldn't put up a fight. That's why he didn't run when the boy punched him in the face.

He let out a whimper as his face began to throb and his vision became blurry with tears. He cried and cried as all four boys continued to kick him in the stomach and his legs. Even though the pain of being beaten up was immense, it wasn't what made Yuuri cry. It was the boy's thoughts.

"If you can read our minds, born in hell."

"What a Freak."

"Weirdo."

"No one's ever going to care about him."

"He's disgusting."

The thoughts of the boys echoed in his mind as the punches and kicks continued.

"STOP PLEASE!" Yuuri pleaded as his mind became assaulted with their thoughts.

"STOP!"

"PLEASE STOP"

"STOP IT PLEASE!" The young man couldn't help but scream out, panting heavily as he looked around his surroundings disorientated. He could hear the thumb of his heart beat as he tried to calm himself down. After a few minutes of breathing in and out , he was finally calm.

" Damn it was just a memory." The man said to himself as he got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

He turned on the sink and splashed cold water on his face. He quickly dried his face and looked at his reflection on the mirror. His short messy black hair looked like a bird nest. His brown eyes that once held innocence, were now hard and lacked emotion. His pale skin was flawless and rich.

He was 5'8 and slightly chubby, but that made him even more attractive to others. Yet Yuuri refused to think otherwise. To Yuuri he was anything but lovable. He was nothing more than a freak. With a dishearten sigh, Yuuri turned off the sink and went back to his bedroom.

He looked at the alarm clock on his nightstand, which read 6:35 AM.

"Well there's no use going back to sleep." He grunted as he made his way to his kitchen and began to the process of making coffee.

After making his coffee, he slowly took sips on the caffeinated drink as he looked out his apartment's window. The sun was barely out, but the sky was still slightly illuminated with the suns light.

Today was a new day, but to Yuuri it was another day of being alone.

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