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Based on a prompt by gravitygallifreyfalls on Tumblr.

-I tweaked some main points from the original prompt. Both Yuuri and Victor are 26 in this. The dogs are alive and happy. Both are kick ass and Gravity seemed okay with the deviance.

-Watched some of SWTS to get a feel for it. Also checked out the Wikipedia page to learn more. Stuck loosely to the frame of the show. I also made it international because that seemed more interesting.

"I'm going to be on Skating With the Stars International!" Victor gushed as he stepped foot on the rink that morning. Absolutely no one seemed to give a damn.

Judging by the evil look Yakov was sending him, he did not approve. So once person gave a damn, but the damn wasn't a good one. "You won't have enough time for this, Vitya!"

"Of course I will. Everything has already been decided and I will have time for the Rostelecom Cup and the Grand Prix Final. It's all in the schedules, don't worry, Yakov."

Victor was quick to wave away the man's worries and simply go about his business in practice for the day. He wanted to get in one last big practice before he was off to America. He was so excited!

"You better not slack off!" his old coach finally said, disgruntled but knowing he wasn't going to get through to his student. Victor was good at ignoring people.

Victor merely smiled at his long time coach.

"You've been invited to participate in Skating with the Stars International!" Yuuko crowed as she waved the magazine in Yuuri's face.

Twenty-six year old Katsuki Yuuri couldn't withhold a sigh. Yes, it was an amazing opportunity and yes he was incredibly honored, but he didn't think he was that important or that much of a celebrity.

"Yuuri, you should be proud of yourself! You were chosen out of everyone else in Japan! That's a big deal!"

"But I'm not that famous."

Her response was a scoff. "Yuuri, you're a fashion designer who has been gaining a good reputation for your all-inclusive sizing. You've been in a few music videos as a dancer, entered many dance competitions all around the world and won, as well as danced in several big name productions after graduating from Juilliard! You are the second person in Japan's history to win an award at the Prix Benois de la Danse, right behind your own ballet instructor! You're a big deal!"

He flushed. When she worded it like that it made him seem more important than he actually was. Yuuri was simply a dancer, with an interesting past, who was currently putting his all toward a cause that he felt was worthy.

He hadn't always been thin. Yuuri had struggled with weight and finding clothing that was the right fit. He was the type to be stuck in between sizes as a child, and betweens were the hardest to find. He ended up mending his own clothing, and learning how to sew had brought a new interest to his life.

He did ballet and ice skating. He live streamed video games to raise money for charities, and he worked hard on his clothing line.

Yuuri got a simple enjoyment over making other people happy. And to find young people so excited over finding a 'cool shirt' or a 'nice pair of pants' actually in their size that came in more than the three basic colors, always made him feel good. Because he had been the kid stuck with the three basic colors and he didn't want others to have to deal with that.

"I fully expect you to slay the competition, Yuuri!" Yuuko continued to say as she sat down on the bench beside him. "You are good enough to be a professional skater and while I know you decided that ballet took your heart more than skating did, I know you could compete internationally and prove to be hell for the other skaters. So you've got an Ace up your sleeve with this!"

He rolled his eyes as he stood. It was time for him to do some warm up laps around the rink.

"And Victor Nikiforov will be on this season! What if you get paired up?!"

Yuuri almost tripped on his way onto the ice. Victor would be there?!

Yuuko's smile was devilish. "Yes, Yuuri! Your crush is going to be within the same breathing room as you. Try to get his number."

"I-I can't do that!"

"Sure you can! Simply wiggle your hips a bit and blow him a kiss and he'll come running!"

"I am not listening to you!" Yuuri insisted as he shoved his earbuds in, in hopes of drowning her out.

Yuuko's giggles could be heard even over the music blaring in his ear, however.

Victor turned when the doors to the rink opened, expecting to see a familiar face. Instead, he had no idea who he was partnered with. This was 'Skating With the Stars INT', right?

"Hi!" the other man waved as he pushed his hideous blue glasses up the bridge of his cute nose.

Victor was momentarily surprised that he'd been paired up with a man. Rarely were same sex pairings allowed in certain aspects of skating. Things seemed to be changing in the skating world. He found himself intrigued.

"You are Katsuki Yuuri, yes?" he asked, hoping he pronounced the other's name correctly. He hadn't been told much beyond the name of his partner and he had assumed they would be a woman because pairs usually consisted of the opposite sex.

A flush worked its way up the other's cheeks, making the blue of his glasses stand out more.

"Yes. It's a pleasure to meet you Nikiforov-san!" he said as he bowed low, hands folded across his legs as he did so.

"You can just call me, Victor, okay?"

The flush darkened and Victor found himself strangely charmed. Also, he wanted to see exactly how far down that flush went.

"Then please call me Yuuri," the other said, extending the 'U' a bit more than Victor had.

Victor found the name ironic. He escaped one Yuri and ran into another Yuuri. This one seemed infinitely nicer though, and more adorable in Victor's opinion. And he could already tell that they would get on better.

"Want to go for coffee?"

"I-I thought we were supposed to start practicing today?" Yuuri asked, voice cracking a bit as his hazel eyes widened.

"But how can we trust each other as partners if we don't know each other? Something interesting to do instead of just sitting here passing time awkwardly."

"Are you not worried about the competition? We only have a week to get this down if we want to do well."

"My coach Yakov coaches a few pair skaters and sometimes I like to watch. He always tells them that without trust, there's no point in them skating together. I'd prefer for us to have a pleasant relationship before we try anything strenuous."

Yuuri nodded in understanding. "Makes sense. Do you have somewhere in mind?"

"There's a Starbucks down the street."

They left, leaving the cameraman without interesting footage to capture for the day.

"What do you do for a living?" Victor had asked to start them off once they were bunched in a small booth in he back of the shop.

Yuuri's hands clutched his cup of hot chocolate close. "I'm a fashion designer currently. Formerly I was a world class danseur."

Victor's blue eyes widened considerably. "So you have experience in competitions and such?"

"Yes. A lot actually."

"And you still dance in your spare time?"

"Yes!" Yuuri sputtered. "Minako-sensei would kill me if I stopped! She's been my instructor for twenty-two years! And she's still dancing despite no longer doing it competitively. I would be a shame of a pupil if I stopped now."

Victor smiled. "Then I think this will be an interesting few weeks, Yuuri."

"What about you?"

"Hm?"

"I know all about your career. I follow skating religiously with my friend Yuuko. So there isn't much I don't know. But what do you do in your spare time? You don't often talk about private life."

Victor blinked for a second, before pulling out his mobile and showing Yuuri a photo of his brown poodle, Makkachin.

"I spend time with Makka, of course! I do everything with him."

"Did you bring him with you to America?"

"Yes. I couldn't bear leaving Makka in Russia without me! Not for seven weeks!"

Yuuri sighed, feeling relieved as he retrieved his own mobile to show Victor a photo of his own poodle. He was with a fellow pet lover, so it wasn't strange that they traveled with their dogs.

"This is my Victor," he explained, showing the man he most admired, his forever friend. "I got him about a month after you got Makkachin and I named him after you."

Slowly, Victor's face was filled with red and he looked up at Yuuri through his lashes, as if he'd done something amazing.

"You named your puppy after me?"

"Yeah. You're an inspiration and I've been a fan for a long time."

"That's… the nicest thing anyone has ever done in my name." Victor looked down at his latte. "Thank you."

Though he was confused, Yuuri nodded.

Never had he thought he would get to see Victor Nikiforov getting emotional over something as simple a dog being named for him, but he couldn't say he minded.

It was cute in a way.

When they got to the rink the next morning, Victor had fully expected to have to coach Yuuri through the beginners level of skating. He had even prepared a list of notes to check over every now and then to make sure that the other was following along and that he was comfortable.

Instead, Yuuri plopped down on an available bench and pulled a pair of pitch black skates with black blades, out of his bag. He then proceeded to put them on and lace them up without issue, ignoring the camera man in the far corner of the rink.

"My friend Yuuko's family runs an ice rink," Yuuri told him with a smile. "We've been skating together since I was seven. She's the one who introduced me to your existence."

Yuuri removed his glasses and placed them on the bench. He then ran his hands through his hair, pushing it back and freeing his face from any distraction. He was unexpectedly sexy like that. Cute with glasses and sexy without.

And then Yuuri took to the ice and glided like there was nothing holding him back.

Victor's partner already knew how to skate. He was good at it. Good enough to do a Triple Axel after a few minutes of warming up.

"You don't compete?" Victor asked as he skated to Yuuri's side, curious beyond belief.

"Never wanted to. I was already doing dance and I couldn't find it in my heart to care more about skating. I didn't have any skating geniuses to spend time with in person, but Minako-sensei was always around. She's like an aunt I never had. She was so amazing and I wanted to be like her, so ballet took over my life."

Yuuri spun in place so that he and Victor could face one another as they skated calmly around the rink, keeping equal distance between them.

"So are we going to start choreographing this or what?" Yuuri asked, sending a smirk in Victor's direction.

Victor might have fallen in love. Katsuki Yuuri was the most perfect being on the planet.

Their costumes were matching. The same style and everything, except Victor was resplendent in fuchsia and Yuuri's pale skin made his dark blue suit look amazing. Both had originally wanted the same color, but Yuuri's skin tone clashed with the fuchsia of Victor's outfit, so the designers had to improvise.

Still, they looked good. And Yuuri was infinitely grateful that the accents on their clothing were different colors. Victor liked gold, but Yuuri liked silver.

"You know, a lot of people are going to be angry when they realize just how good we are."

Victor smirked. "I know. However, the fact that they didn't know you were already a figure skater in your free time is not your fault."

"Our training videos are going to be so lacking in falls and trips."

"I know! It's great!"

Yuuri held his hand out, a challenge in his eyes. "Let's win this!"

Victor's answering grin was just as wide. "Yes!"

{Welcome back to Skating With the Stars! Tonight's final performance has been a long awaited one. Taking to the ice is Japan's second recipient of the Benois de la Danse, and current fashion icon, Katsuki Yuuri. His partner is 4 time World and 3 time Olympic figure skating Champion, Victor Nikiforov. But first, let's take a look at their past week!}

Yuuri and Victor both stood by the side of the rink as the video played for the audience and judges to see.

Their initial meeting was shown. The audience got a kick out of Yuuri's flustered state. And when the two disappeared from the rink with the intent to go for coffee instead of skating, many people sent them confused looks. Their fellow competitors included.

But then the next day came, and the cameraman had gotten Yuuri's admission to skating since he was a child. And then Yuuri's Triple Axel, and his Quad Toe Loop not longer after.

And to make it even better, was that during practice, they didn't have any problems beyond Victor not having enough upper body strength to lift Yuuri, demonstrated by him attempting to do so off the ice and nearly toppling both of them over.

Yuuri ended up taking over the lifts, which got a laugh out of the audience because Yuuri was smaller than Victor, so him being able to lift Victor was unexpected.

Yuuri was skilled in more than just ballet though. He didn't get the Benois de la Danse for being boring after all. Minako always supported expanding knowledge on anything, so Yuuri trained various dance styles, not just ballet.

Pole Dancing was a vigorous work out, but those lessons paid off as he hefted a one hundred and sixty pound man several feet off the ice while moving.

Furthermore, both Yuuri and Victor were good at spins and steps. And getting comfortable to spin together for the first week of competition wasn't all that hard.

Once the video ended and Yuuri got a good look at how the competition received the information, he knew he was ready.

They would slay everyone. Just like Yuuko claimed they would.

"Yuuri, you and Victor did so well! I'm so happy! You have no idea how amazing it is that you get to spend time with Victor Nikiforov in person and skate with him. And eat with him! I'm so jealous and proud of you. Congratulations on your performance. You better win!"

Yuuko's voicemail continued on in the same vein for several minutes, and Yuuri couldn't help but smile. She was going to talk his ear off when he called her back later.

"So we're at the top in the first week with perfect scores," Victor began from his place on Yuuri's bed.

The man had invited himself over, but he'd brought Makkachin with him as well as food, so Yuuri didn't mind. Makkachin and Victor got along very well and were napping on the sofa the hotel room provided.

"And as I predicted, no one in the competition is happy about it," Yuuri concluded with a pleased grin

"I'm happy about it, so who cares if no one else is?"

Yuuri smiled. "You're a bit of a dick sometimes. Has anyone told you that?"

Victor's dropped jaw told him that indeed, no one hadn't.

"For my number one fan, you sure don't act like a number one fan!" Victor pouted.

Yuuri shrugged. "Sorry. I got my own fill of what fans are like and I resolved to never be overbearing as a fan myself. Besides, we all aren't as great as the fans build us up to be, so I know that you're more human than your reputation leads others to believe."

Victor's gaping continued on for the better part of the hour. Yuuri had taken to calling Yuuko though, so he simply ignored the other's childish antics.

"I want to make it more difficult this week."

It was their third week. As expected, they were still at the top with perfect scores. Victor had made it a habit to surprise Yuuri with his millions of ideas for their programs.

Victor loved to surprise people. It was what he built his entire career around after all. And somehow he still managed to surprise Yuuri, despite the fact that Yuuri spent most of his time with the other and had gotten used to his presence.

Except for those three days when Victor had to go to the Grand Prix Final, win, and then come right back. He'd been bogged down by jet lag for hours afterward and in the end, both only had three full days to practice. It had been up to Yuuri to choreograph this one, and he thanked every Kami he could think of that Victor was a genius and picked things up quickly.

When Yuuri choreographed, there were more steps and spins. When Victor choreographed there were more lifts and jumps. Both naturally leaned toward what they liked the most out of skating. And yet they came together to make a lovely blend that no one had expected to work together. Yet they did.

"Can you try a spread eagle carry lift?"

He definitely had to aim high, didn't he? It was a Victor thing.

Yuuri sent silent thanks to Minako-sensei for telling him to finish those pole dancing classes.

"We're not trying this on the ice though."

"Yay! Then we can work on the jumps."

As week three focused mostly on jumps, of course they would.

"Why do you care so much about this competition? We all know that you're going to win because you're the World Champion and you got lucky in having a competent partner. Why go through all this extra shit if you don't actually have to?"

Victor sighed. "Yuratchka, you still don't understand. You should be willing to do whatever it takes to win. Endless practice, watching other routines, pin pointing where you need the most work. Until you come across a reason to try, you won't understand."

"Understand what? You always go one about this shit but it never makes any sense!" the bond said from the other end of the line.

"It means that your line of victories will stagnate if you don't smarten up and start thinking about your future and not just the present. You won't always be the best. And if you truly plan to join the senior division next year, you cannot shirk your training simply because you think you're good enough to get by. Getting by should never be your end goal. You should aim to be the best, especially if you plan to face me next season."

Victor ended the call then, feeling a little frustrated with the teen. Yuri needed a reason to begin trying more, but what could possibly inspire him to see reason?

"Victor, is everything okay?"

Victor blinked and looked to Yuuri who seemed worried.

"I'm fine," Victor murmured, switching back to English. "It's a rinkmate from back home who is still a little off in his skating. Always so fierce in competition, but his presentation is lacking because he's contented himself where he's at right now. If he doesn't shape up, his senior debut will be ruined at his first competition."

"You mean Yuri Plisetsky?"

Victor's gaping was met with a wink and an adorable grin. "I told you I know a lot about you. Including where you practice, who your coach is, who you train with, and who you spend a lot of time with. Plisetsky-san seems like a stereotypical moody teen. He wants to be independent but he cares too much about what you think about him and he wants to be like you while being himself. It's a confusing time in life for him."

Yuuri was really observant.

"Yuuri, have I told you how amazing you are?"

"Yes. But you're welcome to say it as many times as you like," the brunet grinned, winking flirtatiously once again.

Victor was definitely falling in love with Katsuki Yuuri.

{Week 6: Finale}

"I'm sure I don't really need to ask you how you're feeling about your performance tonight, so instead I'm going to ask both of you just what you enjoyed most about your time on the show," said Leo de la Iglesia as he held the microphone up to Victor.

Yuuri's friend Phichit was in the audience for the finale of the show which was being aired Live. Minako-sensei was sitting right next to him. And for Victor, a few of his comrades had shown up as well. Yuri Plisetsky was among the bunch, looking moody like usual.

Both skaters had been relieved to see some support from people they knew, even if they already had the competition in the bag.

Victor looked down at Yuuri, a pleased smile on his face as he answered Leo's question. "My favorite part has actually been the lifts. There is something amazing about Yuuri being able to hold me up with only one arm. As if I'm weightless."

Yuuri snorted. "I would like to say that while it looks easy, it isn't."

"And you, Mr. Katsuki? What was your favorite part of Skating With the Stars International?" Leo asked, obviously curious.

"I think it would have to be between two things. Being able to spend time with Victor and our poodles, and then the costumes. As I'm a fashion designer, I'm sure you would understand why I am impressed with the dedication and skill the designers have put into their work week after week."

Both Victor and Yuuri glanced down at their costumes for the evening. The base color was black, and the various swirls of stitched on fabric on the arms and over the torso were gold and silver respectively. They once again matched almost perfectly, with a simply deviation of color between them.

Yes, Yuuri's mind had taken a sort of detour toward his own career, just as Victor had gotten dozens of ideas for his next competitive season thanks to SWTSI.

"Well I wish you both the best of luck in your performance. And while we wait for you to get to the rink, let's take look at your journey through these past six weeks here on Skating With the Stars International!"

As the video began to play, Victor lead Yuuri down the red carpeted, spiral staircase.

"We'll do perfectly," the man promised, raising their linked hands to place a kiss on Yuuri's knuckles.

"I know. I'm just sad it'll be our last performance together."

As they removed their guards and prepared themselves to go and skate, Yuuri thought he heard Victor murmur, "Not likely."

He couldn't think about it any further because their names were called. The first couple of the evening. Holding first place since Week 1.

They were beautiful that evening. And the golden medals they were awarded meant so much.

Yuuri hung his on window when he returned to Japan.

Something to always remember Victor by.

"Oh, Yuuri! Someone is here to see you!"

Yuuri looked up from his sketchings to find none other than Victor Nikiforov and his trusted poodle, standing before him. And a few feet behind him, was Yuri Plisetsky, who was staring at Yuuko as if she was some foreign creature he'd never seen before. Said woman was giggling at him.

"Victor?!"

"Yuuri!"

The brunet was pulled into a bone crushing hug.

"What are you doing in Japan?"

"Taking a vacation. We'll be staying at Yu-Topia for the entirety of our stay. It's this lovely little inn with a hot spring that I'm looking forward to stepping into."

Yuuri's face flushed at the thought of Victor standing completely naked in his family's onsen. All perfect muscles and sexiness for everyone to see.

Victor's lips brushed against the shell of Yuuri's ear as he whispered, "I'd love to try it with you, Yuuri."

"Don't do flirty shit in front of me!" came a loud and gruff voice that belonged to Yuri Plisetsky.

The blond stomped his way on over and shoved his face into Yuuri's, making Victor back off a little to avoid a collision. Whatever the other was looking for, he seemed to find it, because he clapped his hands together and bowed his head slightly over them.

"Please choreograph my Free Program for my senior debut!"

"Wha?" asked Yuuri, sending Victor a confused look.

"Victor is choreographing my Short Program like he promised, but I want you to choreograph my Free Skate! Please?!"

A look at Victor showed a subtle nod of encouragement. Yuuri was a bit flustered though. He'd never been asked to choreograph for another before.

"I'll pay you if you want," Plisetsky added after a moment of contemplation.

Yuuri smiled then.

"I'll do it so long as you prove to be an apt pupil and you truly try. I want Yuri Plisetsky as himself, not a mere copy of Victor Nikiforov. Is that clear?"

Judging by the shock on the other's face, he'd never expected to hear that. He'd been lauded as a 'mini-Victor' for the past three years. Always being compared to Victor.

Rarely did someone simply ask for Yuri.

The teen needed to find his own place and Yuuri would like to help him.

"I'll give you everything I've got!" the teen swore, suddenly inflamed with obvious passion for his sport.

"Then I look forward to teaching you," Yuuri nodded, shaking the other's hand in acceptance.

On the walk back to Yu-Topia, Yuuri tried to ignore how Victor's hand was grabbing his ass and how Yuri Plisetsky kept making gagging noises in response to their flirting.

His future certainly looked like it would be interesting.

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