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The loud sound of a thunder echoed through Yu-topi and Yuri trembled with fear. He hated thunderstorms more than anything. Okay, maybe a little less than JJ.

"Yurio, are you okay?" Yuuri asked touching his shoulder. From the way the younger jumped a little, he got the answer for his question.

"It is a shame that there is storming outside," Axel said, her sisters nodding. "We would have gone to the castle. Though, they say there are ghosts in it today." It was Halloween and seeing how afraid their onii-chan was, the girls felt a little bit of mischief.

"Ghosts? Really?! Yuuri, go and look them up, please!" Victor whined, making Yuuri sight.

"Victor, I do not think that Yurio would want to go outside right now," he said, pointing at the little Russian boy who tried to curl into himself as much as he could when another thunder could be heard.

When he heard Yuuri's words, sudden determination awoke in Yuri's heart. He was the Ice Tiger of Russia! The youngest winner of the GP series! The one who had higher scores than Victor when it came to short programs! Some fucking ghosts were no match for him!

"Like fucking hell I go!" He exclaimed, jumping up from his seat. His eyes sent daggers towards the window and the raging storm outside. He had to face with scarier things than a fucking storm and some supernatural shit. He would manage to do it! At least, he hoped so.

As they were standing in front of the castle, Yuri started regretting his decision. The weather was cold – colder than in Russian, but maybe his nerves made him to feel like that - and he was shivering under their shared umbrella. The time was past ten, so no matter how loud they had whined, Yuuko had not let the triplets to go with them. Yuri knew that her action would be one of the things that would prevent his early death because of heart attack.

"Do you want to go in, Yurotchka?" Victor glanced at him with challenge in his eyes. Yuri saw how Yuuris' body tensed, because of anger.

The cracking sound of the door as it was opened by Victor made Yuri shivering a little. The inside of the castle was dusty and dark – too dark for his liking. After the door had shut behind them – with a loud sound – Victor suggested that they should walk a little bit more inside of the building.

"What are you waiting for, stupids?" Yuri asked on a confident voice, walking forward – trying not to pay attention to the fact that his movements were robotic-like.

They had been walking for ten minutes and those fucking thunders had made Yuri almost jumping out from his skin countless times already. If it were not enough, he would swear that he had heard strange voices coming from the walls.

"Yurio, would you like to go home?" Yuuri asked in a shooting manner. He knew how proud the younger boy was, but pride was not worth the nights filled with nightmares. Yuri only shook his head. "I hope, you know what you are doing," he said, sighing. It looked like stubbornness was a shared thing between the members of the Russian skating team.

'I have to do it! I am capable of doing this!' Yuri encouraged himself. There were times his teammates treated him as a child and he wanted it to be stopped. Maybe if he would prove them that they were wrong, they would look at him as an equal.

Victor frowned, feeling guilty. He saw how frightened their little fairy was and he knew too well it was their fault making him feel like that. He took a deep breath, touching Yuri's shoulder. He jumped like a little bunny because of the sudden contact.

"W-what do you want, Geezer?" He asked on a trembling voice, looking aside.

"I'm sorry, Yurotchka. I really am," Victor said on a remorseful voice. He felt that he had to explain why they had treated Yuri the way they did. "You see, you are just like a little brother to us, so it is a natural instinct to look at you as a child and do not want you to grow up … but maybe we have done it for too long."

"You fucking sure did!" Yuri answered, but he was in Yuuri's arms in the next moment because of an especially loud thunder. Yuuri patted his head gently and started to navigate him towards the exit of the castle.