Hall Of Fame

Chapter 1

"Welcome to our new home" Victor says. He opens the door wide enough for the three of them to see. The place was nicely decorated with what seemed like expensive furniture. The wall were painted a grey color. And there was a glass wall on the side giving a beautiful view of the city.

"Victor, this is just your old apartment" Yurio states with a straight face

"Not true. My old apartment is just down the hall"

"So you just moved up the hall then? What's the difference?"

"This is a three bedroom apartment, the other was a two"

Yurio raised an eyebrow before sighing. Victor simply smiled. "I think it looks lovely" Yuri says

"I'm glad you love it Yuri!" victor exclaims happily, "come let's go inside"

Victor grabs Yuri's hand dragging him in. Yurio followed in with Makkachin. He closed the door once they were all in. The three of them agreed to live together. Well Yuri agreed, Yurio was "forced" into it by victor. So in hopes to get the other male to shut up, he agreed. Secretly he was glad victor was pleading so it would seems like he didn't want to, but in reality he did. "Alright, let's all pick a room. Yuri would you like to Sh-"

"No!" Yurio shouts 

"But"

"No, if I'm going to live with you two, I want a good nights sleep. I don't want to hear any noises"

Yuri felt his face heat up. He tugged on his sleeves, slightly glancing over at victor. While victor simply looked at Yurio with a rather questionable look. "And what makes you think we would do that?" victor asks

"Oh please, you can barley keep your hands off of katsuko bowl over there" Yurio says crossing his arms

"Who wouldn't want to touch my Yuri?"

"I wouldn't"

"Lies"

"I honestly don't mind having my own room", Yuri shakes his hands frantically wanting to change the subject. He sets them down once he gets the two males attention. "It's settled. We each get our own rooms" Yurio says

The three of them pick their room. Yuri picks the one in the middle. It was a comfy room, not too big and not too small. It was just right for one person. Deciding to not waste any time, he begins to unpack. A bed and night stand were already in the room.

All that was left was for him to put everything in it's place, buy some more furniture, and decorate it the way he wanted. He only had two suitcases with him,,so it wasn't too much. Victor wanted him to pack light. Insisting he would buy him more "suitable" things when they got to Russia.

Yuri took out all his clothes from the first luggage. He set them aside. Right now the first thing he wanted set was a small picture frame of his family. It was though to leave them behind. But they all understood why he was leaving. They wanted him to chase after his dream, and of course to be happy.

He thought back to the night before he had to go. His mother made him cry that night. Not in a bad way but a good way. She told him that all she wants is for her son to be happy by the one he loves. It was obvious that there was something going on between him and victor. Yuri would be lying if he said he want afraid to tell his parents how he felt towards his coach.

In all honesty he was already thinking the worst. But what he got in the end was completely different then what he imagined. His parents greeted him with open arms despite everything.

"I'll always love you no matter what Yuri. You'll always be my son. I don't care if your into males or females. As long as your happy, I'll be happy"

"Hey piglet, were going to head ou-are you crying?"

Yuri didn't even notice that he was in fact crying. Warm tears trickled down his cheeks. And his nose was starting to get a bit runny. "Oh sorry. I just got a bit home sick" he says softly

Yurio looks at the picture Yuri had in his hands. He manage to catch a glimpse of his parents. A soft sigh escaped his lips. "They are going to be cheering you on. Don't disappoint them. Don't disappoint me either, Yuri" Yurio says

Yuri looks up at the blond male with a rather surprised look. Yurio only gave a small sweet smile. Yuri couldn't help but to feel some what special. This was the second time he saw Yurio smile like that. And it made him feel happy. "I won't. I promise"

"Come on pork cutlet bowl"

Yurio walks off. Yuri gently places the picture frame on the night stand. He then goes after yurio

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Honestly what is this? Sorry for the poorly written chapter. Trying out a new style of writing