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-So I decided to do another chapter because as others noticed, the ending felt stunted. I got a review a while back that inspired me and so here is another chapter! Not sure about a third though.

-Fluff, drama, humor, and harsh truths.

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"I told you that there was going to be a problem."

Victor scoffed and proceeded to stuff his face with katsudon. He didn't seem worried in the least despite the fact that several journalists had taken to analyzing their appearance on Skating With the Stars, and many had decided that Yuuri and Victor had to have cheated in some way or another.

The reason? Yuuri was far too skilled at figure skating for someone who didn't take up skating as their career choice. And then other claims that it wasn't fair for Victor to have been a part of the show because obviously whatever team he was a member of, would win. Having someone like him as a part of the process 'automatically assured the win to whomever he was partnered with'.

Yuri Plisetsky rolled his eyes. "Those morons can't handle that Victor is the best. He's been above them for years, and the one time they thought he was going to be taken down a few pegs, their hopes were dashed because he was paired with you. Fuckwads, the lot of them."

He had to stifle his snort in response. It wasn't that funny. This was a serious problem.

Skating With the Stars International Season 7 Fixed?
By: Lana Galliego

As skating fans have been made aware, the Living Legend, Victor Nikiforov, participated in this past season
of STWSI as one of the professional skaters. As per usual in the history of the show, the pros are paired up with
a 'star' of the judge's choice. Nikiforov was paired up with Japanese fashion designer, Katsuki Yuuri.

Until the first elimination, no one had been aware that Katsuki had any skill in figure skating. So when the pair
were shown to have an easier time than their fellow competitors, some people weren't pleased with the results, finding
it curious and convenient that Nikiforov would be given the only 'star' who had skated before.

The judges have yet to comment, but the showrunner[Celestino Cialdini] swears that no one was aware of
Katsuki's hidden talent. Leo de la Iglesia, the show's host, echoed the statement, adding, "It's no one's fault that Katsuki
had former training is figure skating."

So in the light of their victory at SWTSI, the fanbase is split between pride for their victory, and complete anger.
The hashtags #TeamVictuuri and #TeamCheaters have been flying back and forth in the past week alone, with
fans going at each other's throats with their opinions on the situation.

Many of the fans who aren't a part of the feud, question the show itself, wondering why they didn't ask if any of the stars had
skated before. Others demanded to know why the winning team should be treated unfairly when there is full coverage of them
practicing for hours at the rink in order to put forth the level of routines they managed together.

One fan noted, "It's not easy to lift someone bigger and heavier than you above your head with only one hand. Especially when
balancing on such thin blades. The fact that people claim that that was cheating, shows just how foolish and uninformed a majority
of the skating fans are." Their name had been withheld for privacy reasons.

Katsuki admitted that he had never Ice Danced or Pair Skated before, so it was a bit of a new territory for him. He has however
taken all manner of dance classes including Ballet, Tap, Irish Step, Pole, Break, Flamenco, and Ballroom. However, the proof of
Katsuki's skill level and even his graduation from Juilliard were not enough to appease #TeamCheaters.

If you have anything to add to this, let us know your thoughts in the comments below! Was it truly unfair for the winning team to
have received the trophy, or should their participation be withdrawn from SWTSI history altogether?

Many more articles of similar nature had sprung up. Victor wasn't in the least bit concerned about it, citing that he had been through the same amount of drama his entire life as a figure skater and it was nothing new. He also said that they shouldn't give the haters any attention because if they were too stupid to see the facts themselves, why should Victor or Yuuri waste valuable time trying to convince them?

'It would like talking to a brick wall', according to Yuri.

"They'll get over it eventually," said the blond as he pushed his breaded pork around his bowl. "If they don't bother getting a full background of their contestants' skills, why the fuck should you be taking the heat for their stupidity? It's not like you were asked if you had ever skated before. You are a dancer, so it's not like skating is the first thing people would associate with your damn career."

True. Crassly said, but very true.

"Also, they decided to invite the idiot to participate knowing full well that he is a World Champion and that he's the best damn skater to have even been in the Senior Division. So far. It's their own damn fault."

Victor waved away Yuuri's concern. "We have more important things to think about. Like training Yurio up for his Senior debut and choreographing his routines!"

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!"

The shouted demand wasn't as loud as it usually was, nor said with the same acidity as when Victor first took to calling the teen such. The level of anger in his glare couldn't even be considered anger any longer. Just a mild annoyance.

The only response Victor had for him was to laugh.

Yuuri cleared his throat. "Tomorrow I'm going to take you to Minako-sensei's ballet studio and we're going to work through your stretches. I need a good idea of what you can do and what you can't. You have time until Junior Worlds, and as you're confident about your routines, you won't need to focus so heavily on those at present."

The teen straightened up and gave a firm nod of understanding.

"You said that you wanted something challenging for your Senior debut, in order to prove to the competition that you are someone to respect and watch out for all on your own. I will be holding you to your word and I will honestly train you into the ground. I hope you're prepared for it."

"I'll do anything."

"Can you do anything with animal prints?"

Yuuri looked up from his sketchpad and cocked a brow at the teen who was practically leaning over his shoulder in order to see what he was doing.

"I mean, the shit you make isn't bad or anything, but it would be better if you added animal prints too. Not everyone wants fucking floral shit and since you boast that your line caters to everyone, there should be more variety."

Yuri proceeded to reach over and point to the jacket Yuuri had gone through the trouble of sketching from three different angles.

"I would wear this if you got rid of the floral trim and made it leopard print. Think about the demographic you're aiming for. Not everyone likes flowers."

His mouth dropped open a few times, but eventually he nodded. It made sense after all. Yuuri wasn't a fan of animal prints but that didn't mean other people felt the same. And to find a jacket in a style you like, but then it comes in a color you aren't into, with a pattern that offends your eyes, then of course you'll be disappointed.

He beamed at the blond. "Thank you, Yurio!"

There was no scream telling him to shut up or to stop calling Yuri such. There was just a tiny tsk noise. Liked an irate kitten that didn't get its way.

He had to hide a smile.

"He's not trying hard enough. What if h-"

"Victor," Yuuri began sternly, "Yuri is currently my student. As you skipped out on ballet classes when you were sixteen and haven't returned to them, you do not have the experience or authority to give instruction in this area."

Victor pouted at the frown Yuuri was sending his way. He'd only wanted to help.

"Either you participate in the lesson, or you step out, please. You have done nothing but distract my pupil and this is creating an environment that isn't allowed in ballet classes, nor suitable for safe and sane practice."

Properly chastised, Victor sulked out the door, sticking his tongue out at the teen who was currently stealing his Yuuri's attention away. Yurio flipped him off in return and turned back to Yuuri to give him his undivided attention.

Okukawa Minako found Victor loitering outside the studio, a smirk on her face. "Yuu-kun kicked you out, huh?"

He nodded.

"That, he got from me. I was very strict in determining which students were worth keeping. My expectations aren't as high and Lilia-san's are, but I still prefer a clean and quiet working environment. He isn't doing it to be mean to you, but you should have realized the kind of attitude needed in such classes, as you have studied under Lilia Baranovskaya in the past."

Another nod. It wasn't as if she was wrong. Victor just wasn't used to being taken to task by people he fancied.

"Don't let it get you down. Besides, not all couples have to hang off each other at every second of the day. Don't you have a season to choreograph for yourself?"

His sulking increased tenfold, even if he knew she was right.

And the worst part was that while couples didn't have to be around each other all the time, he and Yuuri weren't even a couple yet!

That brought him back to his moping.

The most he'd gotten was a dinner date out to a ramen stand. And that couldn't even be considered a date because Yurio had tagged along and made gagging noises any time Victor so much as looked in Yuuri's direction.

"Look, you either go train, or get drunk with me."

He was so very tempted. The thought of alcohol was practically tempting him. But he had practice to do.

"I'm going to see if Ice Castle has a free slot," he mumbled, turning away from the woman.

Minako-sensei laughed. "Whatever you do, don't let the triplets see you so down and out, or you might not be able to sleep tonight."

"Victor's being a drama queen."

Yuuri sighed, having expected something dramatic to happen after telling Victor off for distracting Yurio at the barre. He just didn't think that it would be to this degree. The man was so extra at times, it was hard to handle him on a normal day.

"How do we get him out of it? It's not like he isn't used to being corrected, right?"

Yuri snorted. "Yakov yells at him all the time. He just doesn't listen. I think it's something to do with respect in a sense. That ass looks at Yakov like a father figure in a way, so he rebels constantly whenever he's being yelled at. However, his respect for you is much higher because he's got it bad for you and he admires your talents. So having your crush practically punish you, probably isn't a nice feeling."

Oh. Now he felt kind of guilty. Perhaps he'd been a bit too harsh on the man?

"Oi! Don't start feeling bad for that sorry sap! He should have known better, it's not your fault that he's an air-head."

"Bu-"

"No! Absolutely not! No pity for him. Just offer him katsudon or something. Make sure you call him Vitya when you do it and he'll forget everything that had happened."

"'Vitya'?" he said quietly, testing the word out.

"Mila and Yakov call him that. Georgi calls him Vitenka. I call him an old man. You've seen that forehead of his! He'll look like Yakov in a few years."

The laugh that erupted made him feel bad, but at the same time, Victor's forehead was quite large. It was his natural hairline and he deliberately styled it so attention wasn't drawn to it, but there was nothing he could really do to have it be ignored.

"You're so bad, Yurio."

The blond grunted.

Victor: Yuuri is angry with me!

Chris: What did you do?

Victor: Why do you think I did something?

Chris: Because he worships the ground you walk on and for him to be angry, you had to have done some effed up shit.

Victor: *pouts*

Victor: I might have interrupted him while he was making Yurackha practice at the barre.

Chris: So let me get this straight.

Chris: You bothered two ballet dancers while they were in their element.

Victor: Yeah.

Chris: And you're curious as to why he's pissed at you?

Victor: I wasn't trying to be rude!

Chris: Yeah, but did you apologize anyway to clear the air?

Victor: No.

Chris: You just went and sulked in a corner, didn't you?

Victor: Maybe.

Chris: wtf am I to do w/you?

Victor: Be nice to me and tell me how to get back into his good graces!

Chris: Okay, so this might not have crossed your mind but…

Chris: A-P-O-L-O-G-I-Z-E!

Victor: :(

Chris: Either do it or he stays pissed at you.

Chris: What more do you want?

Victor: It's not fair!

Chris: So damn fair.

Chris: You effed this up, now make it right.

"Vitya?"

His heart sputtered to a halt and he looked up, mouth agape as he saw Yuuri standing in the doorway of his room, looking at him with worried eyes.

"Are you okay?"

"What did you call me?"

A flush lit up Yuuri's face and he bit his lip in a manner that almost seemed seductive. "Vitya," he admitted. "I wanted to know if you're okay after what happened earlier?"

He nodded silently, reeling from the fact that Yuuri had come to check up on him despite his annoying behavior earlier on. He hadn't exactly been respectful and Yuuri had been within his rights to tell him off. Victor was a frustrating person at times. He knew it very well after training under Yakov for so many years.

"I'm just… sorry for making you upset with my rudeness."

Yuuri smiled. "It's fine."

"No it isn't. According to everyone, it was a shit thing to do."

There was a second of indecision, before Yuuri was nodding. "Yeah."

Victor deflated.

"But do you feel bad for it?"

"Yes!"

"And do you plan to do it again?"

"No!"

"Then it seems you've learned your lesson. So now everything is okay."

He held his arms out expectantly, wanting a hug from his Yuuri in order to feel better. To completely cement the truth that things were okay between them. He liked physical contact.

Yuuri shuffled on over and leaned down to wrap his arms around Victor's shoulders. "You can stop pouting now," the man said. "Couples have little tiffs all the time, and this is just a small bump on the road to a stronger relationship."

'Couples'. Yuuri had referred to them as a couple.

Victor's smile could not be drowned out by anything. He returned to his chat with Chris, to find that the other man had gone on a rant in his absence.

Chris: And I don't want excuses.

Chris: Hello?

Chris: Victor?

Chris: Are you ignoring me because I told you you were wrong?

Chris: Boy, this is the height of pathetic.

Chris: I got info on your ass.

Chris: Don't make me crack out the journal.

Victor: Yuuri forgives me!

Chris: I know shit!

Chris: Huh?

Victor: Yuuri came to see me!

Victor: He called me 'Vitya'!

Victor: And I apologized and he forgave me!

Victor: I got a hug!

Victor: He called us a couple!

Chris: *whistles*

Chris: I suppose he's faster at this than you are.

Victor: I'm so happy! :D :D :D

Chris: Back to your old emoji loving self, I see.

Victor: Yep!

Chris: You've got it bad.

Victor: Maaaaaybeeeeee!

Chris: Hm.

Victor: What do you mean you've got info on me?

Victor: Chris?

Victor: CHRIS!

{I don't get why every1 is so PO'd over it. They skated and won. Big whoop!}
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{The problem is that both of them are super talented and it wasn't fair putting them together! #TeamCheaters}
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{But shouldn't the directors and shit make sure that they paired people up according to strengths and weakness?}
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{Yeah? #sowhat}
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{So how come no one knew Katsuki could skate?}
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{Maybe he didn't tell them?}
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{No, they don't ask about that. They don't on DWTS. Remember Nicole Scherzinger got attacked for having dancing experience?}
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{Yeah, everyone claimed she was cheating!}
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{So Katsuki couldn't have cheated, especially since figure skating and ice dancing take different training methods.}
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{So essentially, he had to learn the lifts and dancing aspect from Victor in order to perform.}
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{Ergo, not cheating! Eff all y'all on #TeamCheaters}

{I think they deserved to win! #TeamVictuuri}
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{But Nikiforov is a champion already so having him was unfair with his skill level.}
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{Then they shouldn't have extended him an invitation!}

{#SWTSI I happen to think the director and showrunner are at fault.}
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{#Truth They should have more order. There's always some shit going on every season of SWTSI.}
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{Yep! Not Victor's or Yuuri's faults!}

{JJ Leroy was the first one to claim they cheated? Really bro?}
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{Who tf is JJ Leroy?}
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{A fellow figure skater of Victor's who never reaches above bronze in int comp. The back of his head was shaved.}
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{Oh. He couldn't lift for shit!}
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{Hey, JJ did hit best! But truthfully he was overdramatic most of the time!}
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{Basically, all the people claiming they cheated, are JJ fans.}
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{Also true.}
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{I'm a JJ fan and I wasn't angry that they won. They had more skill on their side. That's all.}
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{Bless you for being that one bright light in the darkness.}

{#SWTSI has to have drama every season? Who was it that 'cheated' last year?}
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{Marina Baranowski and Andre Lerone.}
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{Fuck that. This shit isn't what I wanted when I decided to watch the show.}
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{Kind of ruining any further seasons.}
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{People only watched this season to either see Victor or JJ. Without them, and now with all this bad press, shit will hit the fan.}
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{u said it #TeamVictuuri}

"Your leg is going to be higher than that by the time I've finished with you."

The look on Yurio's face was priceless. "How high does my damn leg have to be?"

"A spiral requires your free leg to be higher than your hips. Skaters with less skill and flexibility, end up leaning as far forward or back as possible in order to achieve this, but managing it while your posture is perfect, will give you more points. And using that as an entrance into your Triple Axel will also give your more points."

There was a groan, but the blond took off again, working on incorporating the fan spiral into his routine the way Yuuri wanted him to. He had the skill, he just had to train it over and over until it felt like second nature to him.

Also, the more effortless it seemed, the better the PCS.

"When you told him that you weren't going to go easy on him, you weren't lying," Victor remarked as he leaned against the barrier.

"Of course not. That would be an insult to both him and myself. He can do it, and he knows he can do it. And if I go easy on him, he won't reach the potential I know he has."

"Still, three Quads for a fifteen year old is a lot. And one is in a combination."

Yuuri shrugged. "I made sure he could actually land the jumps before giving the okay. He can and he's been waiting to. Your coach was the one to set the restriction of him having to be a Senior in order to jump them. He should have known that Yurio wouldn't wait a few more years."

Victor sighed. "I wasn't that determined when I was his age. I didn't become a Senior until I was seventeen and I only did one Quad because I still have a belief that so long as you skate your best, you don't need to max out the Quads."

"Says the guy who has won five consecutive Grand Prix Finals and four consecutive World Championships. You saying something like that is in no way helpful to anyone. Especially since half of your jumps are Quads and have been since before you started winning gold."

Victor had the decency to blush.

"As for Yurio, he needs to learn his limits. Maybe he'll realize that he doesn't need so many Quads. And maybe he'll try to learn more. I'm merely the choreographer and am simply coaching him on the choreography while slightly aiding in everything else. His coach will end up making the final call. And even then I'm not sure he'd listen."

"No," Victor agreed. "He's a lot like me in that regard. I ignore Yakov too."

Yuuri bumped him with his elbow. "Bad example!" he sang, smirk in place.

Victor's hand covered his heart and he scoffed. "I have never been more insulted, Yuuri."

"Oi! Stop doing the gross shit when I can see it!"

Both sighed. Not yet it seemed. Maybe later.

"You took my skater!"

Victor shifted the mobile away from his ear and winced at how loud Yakov's voice had gotten. Enough to make the speaker crackle and distort. Yakov looked pissed though.

"I didn't take him. He came with me. Paid for his own ticket and insisted that he was allowed to come."

"And you didn't think to question that?!"

Victor shrugged halfheartedly. "Yurachka said that he wanted to ask Yuuri to choreograph his Free Program and said that you had begrudgingly agreed to it once you read up on Yuuri's skills. I figured him being trained by someone on par with Lilia would have made you reluctantly agree."

Yakov's head fell into his free hand. "I seriously fear for any children you may have in the future," the man grumbled in displeasure.

"Oh Yakov, Yuuri and I don't need children! We have Yura!"

His smile didn't even wither when the man sent him a glare through the screen. "I want status reports on his training. I want to see how far he has come and what he is learning. And when he comes back for Junior Worlds, I am going to put him through hell. Make sure he knows that."

"Will do!" Victor cheered. "Oh! And I choreographed my routines for next season as well, so I'll send you the videos soon."

"Fine."

When his mobile was put away, he fixed his attention back on the rink, through the double doors. Yuuri was out on the ice, manipulating Yurio's leg into the position he expected of the teen. Yurio didn't seem annoyed over being touched so familiarly by someone he still didn't know all too well.

Of course the teen lied about Yakov giving him permission. Victor should have expected it. But he also remembered wanting to go and do fun things when he was fifteen, so he couldn't hold it against the other skater.

Still, that didn't mean he couldn't be a tease!

Victor shoved the two doors open. "Yurio, Yakov wants progress reports!"

"Damn it!"

"I'm really touched at how brotherly you are to Yurio."

"The Russian Family cannot be broken! Mila is the older sister who likes dating too much. Georgi is the second cousin who likes tragedies and is always experiencing troubles in love. Yakov is the grumpy grandfather figure. Lilia is the strict grandmother who secretly loves everyone but won't admit it. I'm the cool uncle who caters to everyone when I shouldn't. It's an intricate web of connections."

Yuuri smiled and pecked Victor's cheek. "I think your little 'connections' are adorable."

"We just need to find your place."

Yuuri frowned. "'My place'?"

Victor's smile was all soft and sweet. "Yeah! In our family! Yurio likes you and everyone else obviously will too. So what will your role be!"

Yuuri thought about it for a second, before he smiled the same smile as Victor's. "I suppose I'm also an uncle, as we're together and all."

A gasp and a laugh. "Yes!"

"Why are you two being so damn loud this late at night?!" Yurio demanded from the other room, his fist rapping on the door repeatedly in his ire.

"Yurio! Yuuri is now your uncle, okay?"

"Go to bed!" the teen hollered back.

"He didn't refuse," Victor pointed out.

No, Yuuri reflected warmly. He didn't.

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