Allodoxaphobia ♅ Viktuuri

32) ''No Blackmail? No Deal? Nothing.''

The headmaster was a serious looking man. His neatly parted blonde hair and light, blue eyes caused many to mistake him for younger and much less experienced than he actually was. A lack of funding had caused him to make a few irrational decisions along the way but overall, he did a better job at running a school than most.

His thick eyebrows drew together as he thought over the situation, looking between the two sitting opposite him. One looking far too anxious, the other looking like the king of the world. Well, he shouldn't have expected differently, Yuri Plisetsky wasn't one to show any emotion that could somehow portray weakness.

'Mr Smith, in my defence-'

'No, Miss Morley, there is no excuse. It is explicitly stated that no teacher can use their power on a student unless full consent is given beforehand or in a case of an emergency. It is quite clear here that what you did was unnecessary and although it was not dangerous, I cannot tolerate it.' Mr Smith took a deep breath and turned to addressed Yuri who looked a little too pleased with having the ability to get Miss Morley in trouble.

'Yuri, there is only one thing that I think hasn't been answered and that's why you didn't tell someone sooner. It has been a while since the incident. Was there something that stopped you?' The arrogance that had once surrounded the boy seemed to dissipate in seconds. He suddenly looked as timid as the teacher beside him. Something was wrong and Mr Smith couldn't help but be curious as to what it was.

'Nothing stopped me, I was just...busy.' The excuse couldn't even be suspected as truth. It was clear enough that Yuri had no idea of what he was saying, spewing out the first thing that came to mind. Not that it was really anything that he said. He was being ambiguous and vague on purpose. Mr Smith was even more intrigued.

'So nothing was done to stop you from telling anyone? No blackmail? No deal? Nothing.' Mr Smith reiterated, making his original plan clearer. Yuri nodded and stood up to take his leave. Mr Smith motioned him out, returning his attention to Lily, his face downcast.

Yuri made a point in walking out slowly, trying to catch onto the next few words but after a few steps, Mr Smith paused, glanced over at him, causing him to rush out like an animal being shot at. Yuri still let out a small sigh of relief when he left the office. Despite having a little pride for managing to at least damage Lily's reputation, he couldn't help but be glad that he was free of the crushing tension. No doubt that if Lily was not leaving the school, he was in for a life of misery under her. Art was bad enough as it was. Who had the right to say that his drawings of cats were nothing to do with their theme: holidays.

It was a stupid topic anyway.

Yuri stalked down the abandoned hallways, flinching at the creaking doors and fluttering windows. The entire school was empty, they had been in the office past even when clubs ended. They had to have a detailed discussion on what went on and possible action that had to be taken as well as having a long, dull argument about whether Lily had any reason to do what she did. Which she didn't. Shutting him up was simply for her own selfish reasons. Not that Yuri should really have complained: silencing him had done no harm but he was more than a little happy that such a minor thing could have major consequences.

Lily would very likely be fired and the trio- Yuri, Yuuri and Viktor- would finally be free of her. A short-lived period of chaos might have finally been coming to an end. She seemed so content in inflicting them all with at least a little misery and without her, he hoped everything would be okay again.

Of course, he wasn't really all that right. Lily was by no means the cause of any of their problems. She simply caused their emotions to fluctuate from sad to depressed. Suddenly, Yuri's mind flicked to Yuuri and Viktor. He could see the delight on their faces that Lily was leaving and suddenly Yuri almost felt him regretting his decision.

The incident flashed before him. They were about to kiss, the idiots. Did they not realise what they were doing and the implications of that?

He wasn't sure what he felt at all, in all seriousness. His mind was split in half. He was grateful that Yuuri had moved on, he was grateful that Yuuri had found someone who was happy. But, Viktor wouldn't be the one to do that forever. First love was never last love. Even in the realistically impossible act that they did get married and live the rest of their lives together, they wouldn't be happy forever. Everyone moves on, even if in old age.

Yuri didn't want to claim it as jealousy. No, that would be petty of him. He wasn't Yuuri's. He didn't like Yuuri as anything more than a friend. So why, now, did he feel like it was a necessity for the pair to be apart.

It made sense, really. The pairing itself was illegal, there was nothing more to it. But, Yuri knew that there was something more bothering him. Something past the bounds of the law. For now, he could let that guide him. Rules were there for a reason, even if it meant keeping some people apart. It was for others safety, he was sure of that.

Yuri denied that what he was feeling was envy. He denied that that was what he wanted. Well, not exactly that. He knew the pig's problems and he would never wish it upon anyone. But, a relationship. Now, that was something that he was looking into more.

Otabek.

He shuddered at the thought.

Otabek. The guy that had rejected him, quite forcefully at that. But then, the man that came back begging for forgiveness. The man that wanted to at least be friends. Yuri was so close to giving in but his pride kept him away. Not that he had much pride. He was approaching his breaking point and with Otabek on his mind, he felt as if he had already broken.

He sighed, finally reaching the front doors and walking into the light, hissing slightly at the burning light. He hadn't realised how dingy that office was until he had sat in it for a few hours.

He looked back, thinking of Lily who was still stuck in the hell. He couldn't find it within himself to feel bad but he did know one thing, he had probably just ridden himself of his only hope.

Yuuri and Viktor couldn't be together. Lily was the only one who had had the power to fix that. Now, there was no chance. No, not yet.

word count: 1156 

published: 05.07.17