Chapter 1

Loud upbeat music could be heard from outside the club where Yuri was standing smoking his cigarette. Letting out a puff of smoke Yuri sighed and thought 'Where did everything go wrong?' Looking back his whole life was completely fucked up. First when his parents died in the fire, then his when his dog died, and then the worst of them all that damned Russian. He was the cherry on top of his whole fuck-up of a life. With the click of his tongue he flicked the cigarette on the ground and proceeded to stomp on it. "Stupid fucking Russian. I'll make him pay", Yuri growled.

Yuri awoke to the sun from the windows blinding his eyes. Sitting up Yuri yawned and moved his hand around to try and find his glasses, until his hand stumbled upon someone else's. He looked down to see a man in what seemed to be in his late twenties with light tan skin and dark brown hair. Getting out of the bed he went to find his clothes that were scattered across the room. Once he was done he went to grab his phone that was on the night stand.

Not wanting to stay any longer Yuri went to wake up the man who was still on the sleeping on the bed. Yuri roughly shook the man who let out a low groan, Yuri kept shaking until he reluctantly woke up. The man woke up and his icy blue eyes shot Yuri a glare that said 'Leave me the fuck alone'. "Pay up." Yuri said crossing his arms that gave him an 'I don't care that you're pissed off' look. The man got up still naked, but neither of them cared. He grabbed his leather wallet and pulled out three one hundred bills and one fifty dollar bill. Taking the money Yuri went to the entrance of the house and started putting his shoes on.

"You know you could stay a little longer if you wanted to." The man said now wearing a pair of jeans.

"Key word could. I could stay a little longer, but I don't want to plus I have stuff that I need to do today so no thank you." Yuri said about to leave.

"Hey can I ask you a question?"

"You already did."

"You know what I mean."

"What do you want?"

"Do you have a boyfriend or anything like that?"

Yuri hesitated before answering.

"No I-I don't."

"Liar."

"No I'm not It's just… complicated"

"Do you feel bad doing this kind of thing?"

"Maybe a little. But what's it to you why do you care?"

"I dunno I just ask. Is it wrong for me to ask?"

"I suppose not, but I should get going." Yuri said as he left.

"See you around I guess" The man said as Yuri left.

Walking down the city of Hasetu Yuri noticed the beautiful cherry blossoms with snow on them. 'So spring has finally come' Yuri thought. Walking down the street he took the long way round to enjoy the beautiful scenery. He soaked in every minute until he got to his apartment.

Unlocking the door he stepped inside he was greeted with the sweet smell of cinnamon and vanilla. Taking off his shoes he made his way to the kitchen and made miso soup with rice and an omelette. Turning on the Tv to the news Yuri made his way to the living room with the tray that held his breakfast. Hearing the weather first, it was going to start getting colder now that spring had started. Onto actually news Yuri's heart skipped a beat when he heard Viktor's name. Yuri turned up the volume to see what the fuss was all about.

"Figure skating legend Viktor Nikiforov has been said to return back to Japan to reunite with his one true love Yuri Katsuki."

Yuri sat there wide mouth at the sentence the news anchor just said. "There's no fucking way." Yuri said. "No fucking way!" 'It was lie there was no way Viktor would come back to Japan for that. He left me.' Yuri thought as he turned off the Tv Yuri put the half eaten food on the counter losing his appetite after hearing the news, and made his way to his room.

Closing the door and making his way to the bed Yuri lied down and closed his eyes. 'God why is this having such an effect on me. Why can't I stop thinking about it. But what if… what if all of it was true. What if he came back for me. Do I still love him? I can't say that I hate him but…' And with that Yuri fell into a deep slumber dreaming of silvery hair and blue irises.

"Viktor aren't you proud of me? I did it I won the gold medal", but Viktor was nowhere insight. Putting on the blade protectors Yuri walked around the facility trying to find his lover. After about fifteen minutes of walking around he finally found Viktor talking to his old coach Yakov. 'What is he doing' Yuri thought to himself. Growing closer Yuri could start to hear the conversation between them.

"I want to come back to Russia and skate back under you Yakov." Viktor said.

Yuri's heart stopped. 'Viktor didn't want to come back to Hasetu with him? He doesn't want to stay with me. After all we've been through. I thought I was the one he wanted to stay with. After all this time I thought.'

"Oh Yuri I didn't know you were here. I'm guessing you heard what I said. Look I'm so sor-"

"Don't say another word. Just… leave me alone."

"But-"

"JUST GO AWAY!" Yuri shouted "IF YOU WANT TO LEAVE ME FINE JUST GO AND TAKE THIS WITH YOU!" Yuri took off his engagement ring and threw it at Viktor running off in the other direction and not looking back. 'You damn bastard' Yuri thought. 'I thought you loved me.'

Yuri woke gasping for breath and clenching the bed sheets. Catching his breath Yuri sat up putting his hand on his aching heart. 'I can't believe I thought I loved him. I knew there was no way.' Yuri laughed at his own stupidity. Getting up from the bed Yuri put on some jeans and a white shirt with a black leather jacket. He made his way to the door of his bedroom and thought 'Yea there's definitely no way.'

Stepping out of his apartment and making sure to lock the door Yuri made his way to the same club he was at the night before. Shivering at the cold weather Yuri walked down the streets not noticing someone else following him. Almost at the club Yuuri could already hear the music blasting through the walls. Making his way inside he was stopped by some man grabbing his arm. Turning around Yuri could already smell the alcohol that reeked from him. Usually Yuri would take advantage of the man and fuck him, but Yuri had standards so he resisted.

"~Whats a cutie like you doing out here in the middle of the night?~" The man said with surprisingly no slur in his voice.

"Let go asshole!" Yuri shouted as he tried to get out of the man's grasp.

"~Aww come on. Let's have some fun.~" the man said pinning Yuri to the nearest wall trying to kiss him.

Yuri tried desperately to push him off but to no avail. That is until he saw someone grab the man and forcibly pull him off of Yuri.

"Get off of him." The man snapped in a deep voice with thick Russian accent that Yuri knew all too well. It sent shivers down his back just thinking about it.

"You bastard. Who the hell do you think you are?" The man said about to throw a punch.

Catching the man's punch the Russian said "I'm his fiancé."

'No fucking way.' Yuri thought.

'No way on earth this is happening.'

A/N: Hello and thank you for reading this. It really does mean a lot to me. It's my first time writing something like this so lease leave a review telling me what you thought of this story and maybe some suggestions. Also forgive me if I have any grammar mistakes. Thanks and see you in the next chapter.