YOI Roleplay (Yuuri x Yuri)

A Mistake

Chapter 1: "A Mistake"

(Unedited)

Yurio Plisetsky entered the ice rink, an unreadable expression on his face, and got into his starting position on the ice.

From the benches, on the sideline of the rink, Yuri Katsuki sat with his best friend, Victor Nikiforov, as he watched the Russian blonde curiously.

'On Love: Agape' began to play in the background, echoing through the rink as Yurio began his skating piece.

Viktor smiles as he watches Yurio, looking at Yuri before opening his mouth to speak, "He's--", Yuri interrupted, a smile on his face, nodding, "Yeah, he has." Viktor watched as Yuri grabbed his skates and began to put them on.

Yurio sighed to himself as he skated fluently and gracefully, as thoughts ran through his head, "Sorry, pops, Yuri is my agape..."

Yuri bit his lip as he tied his skate laces up, and Viktor spoke up, "You never told me, Yuri, what's your Eros?" Yuri looked up to see a smile in the 28-year-old man's face. "I told you--" He's interrupted by Viktor's glare, "You gave me vague answers, Yuri." Yuri sighed and hesitated before answering, "P-Pork Cutlet bowls...", trying to hide the fact that he was lying. Viktor raised an eyebrow in disbelief, shrugging a little, "Alright...."

By the time Viktor and Yuri's conversation ended, Yurio's piece had finished and the audience was clapping at his graceful conclusion.

Yuri sighed as the awkward conversation was dropped, standing to go to the ice for his piece. Viktor smiled and clapped Yuri on the back, "Good luck out there, Yuri." Yuri smiled, albeit a little nervously, at the silver-haired man replying with a quick, "Thank you, Viktor," before walking to the ice rink, stopping as Yurio gets off the ice, with a smirk on his face, wiping sweat off of his forehead.

As Yuri nears the blond Russian, he smiled, "You did good out there, Yurio..." Receiving a nod, the smirk still on his face, "Good luck, Pork Cutlet." Yuri walked passed Yurio at the end of the sentence, and got onto the ice, into his signature pose.

Yurio sat on the bench with Viktor as he rested, and watched the Japanese boy skate.

Yuri smiled slightly to himself before flicking his head left, tilting it slightly as he smirked and then winked. Viktor whistled at the action, smirking himself.

Yurio huffed slightly, though he didn't have his permanent frown on - replaced by a soft smile. Viktor noticed, but pretended to be watching his pupil.

Yuri got to the step sequence, and put all his focus into it, though he ended up stumbling. He regained himself and continued with the routine.

Yurio frowned as he watched the little mistake. "Hmph... he made a mistake..." he muttered under his breath, though outward he was seemingly unworried.

Yuri frowned slightly as he landed a jump, but faltered a little and put his hand on the ice to steady himself, his eyebrows furrowing. "Get it together, Yuri..." he thought as he continued.

Viktor cupped his hands around his mouth to amplify his voice as he yelled, "Gambatte, Kobuta-chan*!" Yurio watched Yuri closely, a light frown etched onto his face. He huffed, his thoughts turning increasingly more worried each wrong step Yuri took. They ran through his head, making him more worried than he ought to be, "That idiot is out of it for some reason..."

Yuri landed his last jump and ended in his finishing pose, catching his breath.

Yurio clapped along with the audience, half-heartedly, frowning, as he thought, "I need to see what's wrong..." Yuri struggled to catch his breath as he skated to the rink entrance, scolding himself. "I messed up, surely Viktor or Yurio saw that..."

Yuri glared at the skater from where he was sitting, making Yuri frown as he sat with Viktor, earning a stern glare from the Russian coach. "Yuuuuurrriiii!!" The silver-haired man started. Yuri knew, from the tone of his voice, what was headed his way.

Viktor frowned as he started pointing out all the things wrong with the performance. "What were you doing out there? You couldn't do your step sequence, with you are usually exceptional at. You failed at most of your jumps, your form was horrible and you didn't look the slightest bit 'Eros' at all!"

Yuri sighed, "S-Sorry, Viktor... I... I messed up..." he frowned, feeling tears pricking at the corner of his eyes. Yurio pouted, crossing his arms as he looked away from the duo, "Damn... Viktor got to the cut before I did... Oh well, I'll fry him later for answers..."

Viktor looked worried, "When you're feeling up to it, tell us what's wrong, alright, Yuri?" Yuri looked away, before stuttering out an answer, "Y-Yeah..."

Yurio rolled his eyes, a sarcastic tone to the voice in his head, "Yeah, when you're feeling up to it, huh?" Yuri gave a slight smile, "I'll be going now. We'll talk later, Viktor. And I'll see you soon, Yurio." Before he turned and left the place.

~END OF CHAPTER ONE~

Ugh, well that probably sucked. I'll upload once my friend and I write the next chapter.

See you in the next upload!
--FFF