[Yuri on Ice] Everything from the sea

"No remorse."

"You have no heart."

"Have you forgotten your remnant heart in bed, Shengsheng?"

Katsuki Yuuri stood in the center of the dojo while holding the bamboo sword profusely, listening to Fujiwara's mouth repeatedly accusing him in the opposite mask.His kendo is rusty, it can't be blamed on the coach because he hasn't practiced well since the loss 4 years ago, and the important thing is that he has become as restless and in a trance as Victor since what happened last night , so even if he can make a few effective blows, he always forgets to make a mid-section posture or other coping methods immediately after the blow.

He twisted his neck—the hood under the mask tickled his sweaty scalp—and shook his head to shake off a few drops of sweat, trying to get into an aggressive stance.He has to concentrate on adjusting his state, because Victor has been watching him from the sidelines. Since Victor has told people that he has a second-level level-he does have it, so even if he only took the first-level exam, he still defeated Kyushu Are there so many people?He didn't want others to think that he was a relationship householder who relied on Victor's relationship to be cultivated by the coach alone.

He moved quickly and tried to hit Fujiwara's right elbow, but he missed - Fujiwara easily pushed him away, and he had to continue to fight him, then tried to hit the opponent's face again, and failed again.

"Oh God." Fujiwara lowered his bamboo sword and shouted to Victor outside the dojo, "Does he really have a second stage?"

"Hahaha, of course he has." Victor smiled and threw off his leather shoes and walked into the dojo.He took the bamboo sword from the breathless Yuuri, "Yuuri, you're just out of shape. You see what I do. And, you have to get over it," he stared at Yuuri suddenly and seriously, and said word by word, " If you want to continue on the path of kendo, you must take the Dan exam. I warn you, Tokugawa is a fifth-dan."

Then he walked to put a fighting distance on Fujiwara, leaving Yuuri stunned.Five sections!That is the level of Fujiwara, which is the qualification level that can teach students.What about Victor?He recalled Phichit’s broken thoughts when they were training together, “Victor’s [-]rd Duan, because every time a test takes a year or two before he can continue to take the exam, if it’s not a matter of time, I think he would have already passed [-]th Duan... "

He stared at Viktor on the field - the latter had already started the match with Fujiwara staring at each other.

They each held bamboo swords in both hands, slowly turning and moving at a distance of a few steps, and then Victor started to attack with an overhead stab, Fujiwara tilted his head and dodged, and then let out a cry that seemed to come from Dantian, and quickly stabbed at Viktor's belly—Victor lowered his sword hilt indifferently to block it, then raised the opponent's sword to force it back up—they exchanged swords, then tested, exchanged swords, and tested each other again, not moving quickly—this was obviously to make Yuuri can seriously see.

He was indeed watching carefully, but he couldn't help but keep his eyes on Victor—his eyes were very determined, with a serious expression that he had never shown in Hasezu, and the expression on his unprotected arm The muscles were tightly stretched on the clothes, and when he moved, his body was as agile as a swallow——after a few rounds of stalemate, Victor suddenly stepped forward with his right foot and made a large oblique strike, and the opponent was thrown horizontally. The knife blocked it, and then Victor began to quickly strike Fujiwara's face, elbows and other effective parts up and down, up and down, left and right, and left and right. Of course, they were all blocked, but he didn't stop, and he didn't even want to make a sword exchange with the opponent— —Yuuri opened his mouth wide in surprise—you must know that this is the way of swordsmanship, not swordsmanship, and the way of swordsmanship is more about mutual guessing and strategy at the moment of crossing swords, using correct judgment to get an effective point.And Viktor hardly thought about it, or he had already figured out what to do—he just kept attacking so that the opponent had no time to stop and think, and then suddenly jumped up after another powerful upper chop— - A leaping slash - his bamboo sword landed on top of Fujiwara's head...

"Oh you bastard." Fujiwara gasped and stopped his posture. "You're feinting with me, huh?"

"Yeah, you know I like to play this game." Victor smiled brightly, "But every year I come back, you will always be cheated by me."

All the previous attacks are fake moves, let the opponent get used to him and even try to read his moves-even if you read the moves, it's useless, that's because he didn't intend to use the previous moves to win, he completely gambled On the final blow.

"Come on, when your little friend looks at you, he concentrates like a child seeing cotton candy," Fujiwara took off his mask, "You can teach him in the afternoon. How about Yuuri?"

Yuuri was still standing there dumbfounded.Once again, he discovered that Victor never stopped surprising him.

"Yuuri, I'll be with you that afternoon. Now practice hard."I don't know when Victor walked past him and patted him on the shoulder.So he straightened the slightly crooked mask, feeling that he finally regained some strength.But when he managed to make a perfect blow, he turned his head to find Victor's admiring gaze, only to realize that he had disappeared from the side of the dojo.

Not only did he not see him again until the morning training was over, he did not see him when he had lunch with Phichit, until he was thinking about whether to skip training to look for him when he was on his lunch break, he saw Victor who did not know when Back to his own room.

"Victor—where have you been... what is this!" Yuuri stared in surprise at the hill of objects piled up on Victor's bed, who was standing beside the bed with a big smile looking at him, "Yuuri, I I was going to find you."

Yuuri looked at his smile, remembering his dark brows and eyes when he patted him on the shoulder in the dojo this morning, and felt that his concern (whatever it was) seemed to have been resolved now?Does this have something to do with your own strength?Just because I last night—it should have some effect—but the most important thing now is how to get Victor to return these things.

So he walked to the bed with his forehead helplessly, looked at the large and small packing boxes, first picked up a box that looked larger, and pulled out a set of light blue printed pajamas with bears on it, There is also lace on the collar.He endured, and started to pick up the second big box, a set of sportswear in a style he liked, but in different colors. . .pink.He thought he could bear it, so he moved on to the next one—a dozen of colorful underpants—and then he couldn't bear it. "Victor!" He threw a pair of red underwear on the other person's head, "I told you, don't buy me random things, I don't know how much money you have, but please save some money for retirement, please?"

"Yuuri—didn't you bring any clothes?" Victor looked at him strangely, "And it's not just clothes, although I think the pajamas are very suitable for you—look, there are also your favorite Sailor Moon hands Do it," he began to pick up boxes one by one, "and this amulet, it is from Shanming Temple, it is said to be very spiritual, and also," he took out a long box from the bottom of the hill, "no , it's not a tie."

Watching Yuuri's expression, he carefully held the box in front of him and opened it.

It is a string of luxurious necklaces. A small crystal-like sword (or does it look like a cross?) is fastened under the silver chain. gem.

For a split second Viktor thinks he's achieved his goal - Yuuri looks at the necklace with a look of surprise on his face, but that expression is quickly replaced by complicated, unknowing annoyance. "Back back, you all back!" Yuuri snatched the long box, took a good look at its label—it was intact, so he closed the lid and stuffed it back into the hill.

"Yuuri, don't you—don't you like it? These," he pointed at the hill with his eyes, "don't you like these? Are you unhappy?"

"I like it...but that's not the point! It's not a year or a year, why are you so nervous—ah." Yuuri looked at Victor's disappointed expression, tried to lift his toes, and raised his hand to touch his favorite silver hair spin.

But this can't change the fact - Victor slowly leaned towards the locker in the room, his face returned to the cloudy and uncertain at the beginning.

How is this going?Failed shopping catharsis?Yuuri thought, what should he do?

They both began to think to themselves.After a few minutes, Yuuri had an idea.He made a sad face, and said to Victor in the mournful tone he had used countless times when he was a child, "Victor--take me to play, okay? I didn't adapt to the training at the beginning, and I wanted to go out and relax. It's my first time in Osaka , take me sightseeing."

Sure enough.Yuuri sniggered in his heart as Victor looked at him as if he had just woken up from a dream, with a smile on his face, "Wrap it on me. Is there anywhere Yuuri wants to go?"

"I haven't figured it out yet, help me think about it Victor—" He took his hand and walked out the door, "Maybe we should ask the front desk for a map?..."

Every time.As long as he has something to do with Katsuki Yuuri, then Victor will always forget everything about himself immediately, and unknowingly follow Yuuri's footsteps to help him in everything.

But this time is different, Victor.

(last night)

"Victor—" Yuuri pushed open the door and said to Victor, who was sitting on the edge of the bed and thinking, "You don't have to worry too much. Everything will be fine."

"Yuuri! Why are you here?" Yuuri was puzzled to find that his expression was a little flustered, "Wait, what are you talking about?"

"I—" Yuuri couldn't explain how he found him struggling, "I heard your footsteps, you must not be sleeping, are you?"

"Well... there is something." Victor looked at him thoughtfully, his eyes gradually became solemn, and he was a little expectant.

"..." Yuuri looked terrified, "You—are you so worried about Anfisa, or my second-stage exam?"

. . .

Victor's expression relaxed, and he patted his forehead helplessly, "Yes, Yuuri, I'm worried about you. I'm so worried that I can't sleep."

Yuuri thought for a few seconds.Then he hesitated and whispered as if he had made up his mind, "Or——I'll sleep with you?" Seeing the other party's eyes brighten up in a panic, he added, "You know, like When I was a child, I couldn't fall asleep and ran to your room all the time..."

"That's great Yuuri." Viktor pushed him onto the bed, dropping the slippers on his feet. "You squeeze in. Why don't you take off your coat?"

Yuuri had no choice but to take off his coat hesitantly, and lay on the side of the bed wearing the T-shirt he hurriedly bought from the supermarket during the day, watching Victor throw off his coat and crawl to his side in only his underwear, like He leaned towards himself naturally, covered the two of them with the quilt, and put an arm around his waist.

"Yuuri is the best." He closed his eyes and murmured, burying his head in Yuuri's neck.He hasn't slept well since the night of "running away from marriage" - within 2 minutes, he heard the sound of his even breathing.

thump.thump.What is this sound?Katsuki Yuuri opened his eyes wide, realizing with dismay that it was his own growing heartbeat.He blushed up to the ears with nervousness - he was too bad, what's going on?Even at high school summer camp, when they shared a tent, his heart didn't race like it does now.

Victor hugged him tightly like a human pillow, and his even breathing tickled his neck, which made him flustered, and he even wanted to push him away—but he felt very happy, smelling Victor's hair It smells good, and even wants to tilt his neck to see his sleeping face - it's not like he hasn't seen it before, but why is it so different from before?

Moreover, he began to think of that dream uncontrollably—Victor in the dream hugged him so tightly, touched his cheeks, neck, kissed him, and even—

gosh.Yuuri let out a scream that no one else could hear.He now regrets what he did simply because he wanted to help Victor.Why didn't he expect that he would be so excited?But he dared not move, or even breathe loudly.But his excitement and joy were surging, and he slowly pulled out an arm, and slowly hugged Victor's head from the pillow to his chest.As if this was not enough, he raised his head slightly to look at the smooth forehead and straight eyebrows under the silver hair under the moonlight, and then he carefully observed the other party's closed eyes for a few seconds——

In the end, he couldn't help but put a light kiss on the beautiful eyebrows.

PS. Phichit: Hey, I’m still watching, can you please do something?