Yuuri's face turned nearly completely red as he walked into the room with a "Hi, Chris" and found the man just in his spandex shorts hanging off of the pole.

"It's about time you got here," he teased and spun down.

"Chris, seriously, please warn me first," Yuuri groaned and set his bag down.

"Sorry, forgot how easily excitable you are."

Yuuri stripped his warm up pants off so he was down to his black and silver spandex but kept his tank top on in modesty. He wasn't as show offy and confident in it like Chris and Victor were, except when he had to be in competitions. This was an international one coming up tomorrow, and he'd have to be stepping up his game to compete with the others and Chris of course.

"Alright, Chris, teach me your secrets," he teased back and stood by the pole, waiting for what the other was going to do.

Chris went through a few of the advanced moves he knew, spinning gracefully on the pole like it was nothing. It almost looked like second nature to him, and Yuuri watched with amazement. It's not like Yuuri was bad at pole dancing, quite the opposite, but it was the attention to technique and detail in the way Chris moved that got Yuuri thinking of his own techniques. At one point, Yuuri was rather sure that Chris was only holding himself to the pole with one foot, using the momentum to spin and do all sorts of crazy tricks.

"Geez, Chris. How am I supposed to compete with you?" he laughed weakly as Chris hopped off of the pole, wiped it down, and motioned for Yuuri to give it a try.

"Oh, I don't know. I've seen a few videos of you, and I have to say, you're a force to be reckoned with. When you get into that mind set of yours, there's no stopping you."

Yuuri only gave a weak nod and climbed up onto the pole so he had some height. He started with just some warming up moves, getting a good grip on it with his thighs. He showed Chris a few of his own signature techniques. Most of these involved the power he had with his thighs, which one could easily say could crush a skull between them with ease. He barely had to use his hands to hold on, letting his thighs do the work as he spun around effortlessly and hung upside down. After he was used to the feel once again, he attempted a few of the moves that Chris had showed him. After a few tries, he was able to get the side spin down, which involved using one leg and completely holding himself up horizontally. It was damn tough but doable. There was a soft applause from Chris, giving Yuuri a whistle.

"Wow, you picked that up fast. I'm impressed."

Yuuri let out a soft "thanks" as he slid down. He wiped his face off with a towel and took a few good gulps from his water bottle before turning back to the pole.

"I mean, there's room for improvement for any dancer, but I'd say you have as many skills as would be expected of a dancer in this competition. Perhaps we could touch on points in your routine that you think could be improved a bit."

"Sure, that sounds like a good idea. I'm down to try it."

For the next hour or so, Yuuri worked with Chris, starting by doing his whole routine and pin pointing spots to put improvements into. Yuuri did find that a few spots in his routine did tighten up some and were more fluid. Yuuri did the same for Chris. He hadn't actually watched his routine yet, but Chris being Chris, he made it practically leaking with sex appeal.

"Geez, you put in about as much sex appeal as I was expecting," he chuckled and noted a few spots to work on. "This is kinda cool. It's like we're acting as each other's coaches but we're also competitors."

"Well, after that pole dancing escapade at the last Grand Prix banquet, I've found a sort of odd friendship with you, though you probably don't remember much of that, right?" Chris asked as he leaned against the pole with a coy look.

"I'm remembering bits and pieces of it thanks to Victor. Who knew that I automatically go to pole dancing when I'm drunk," he sighed and gave him a look but with a smirk of sorts. "I do recall us dancing on the same pole. Maybe someday we should consider doing a paired routine at the next pole championships."

"Wow, didn't expect such a sassy reply like that," Chris said with a whistle. "I can see why Victor adores you so. You have some spunk."

Yuuri was soon back to being a blushing mess and muttering a "thanks" as he tried to get a hold of himself.

"So, Chris, I was wondering..have you and Victor been friends for a while? You seem to know each other pretty well, and I know you guys have been competitors in skating for a while now," Yuuri asked, deciding to sit down and take a bit of a break, sipping on his water bottle.

"Victor and I? Yeah, I'd say he's one of my good friends. Why do you ask?"

"Well, um, I don't wanna sound like some jealous new boyfriend who's wondering about his significant other's past relationships but..yeah..um, were you and Victor more than friends at one point? You guys seem to have a kind of vibe like that. Victor even seemed a bit..jealous I guess..that I was hanging out with you tonight."

Chris' usual intrigued look took on that of even more intrigue, wearing a sly smirk. The man never seemed phased by anything or at least he could make it look that way.

"No worries. It's only natural to be wondering about stuff like that. Victor and I did..do things, but it was mostly a casual sort of thing. It's just something we used to do from time to time as friends. You have nothing to worry about. I'm just glad he's finally found someone," he said with a wink and lazily spun around the pole. "I can tell he's very happy when he's around you."

Yuuri stared up at Chris with wide eyes. That almost sounded poetic in a way. It definitely wasn't an answer he had been expecting. He half expected Chris to be some jealous ex-boyfriend or something of the like.

"Well, I'll try my best. He certainly makes me very happy, so I'd hope that I make him happy too."

God, that didn't sound nearly as poetic as the way Chris put it, but whatever, it'll do. He was actually quite amazed at the concept of a casual relationship, though Victor and Chris were both rather handsome and good looking. It was only natural for them to do stuff like that and try things with each other, which made Yuuri blush just thinking about it. Yuuri certainly believed that he didn't have the looks for stuff like that. The blush only intensified when he started thinking about him, Victor…and maybe even Chris but immediately pushed that out of his mind out of sheer embarrassment even though he knew Chris couldn't read his thoughts. He filed that away for later and turned his attention back to Chris.

"Okay, I'm still feeling energetic. Let's practice some more," he chirped with his usual little grin.

Both of them had sweat dripping from their chins and out of breath by the time they were done and were sitting on the floor, catching their breath…from pole dancing of course.

"I have to say, Yuuri, you're a hard one to keep of with. I think that stamina of yours is your secret weapon. It doesn't matter what crazy moves me or other competitors can pull, you can just keep going. And yes, I know that sounded like an innuendo."

Yuuri nodded and chuckled in response, still taking deep breaths to slow his heart beat. About ten minutes later, they both had their things packed up and were ready to head out. Chris extended his hand out to Yuuri and shook his hand.

"Good luck tomorrow, Yuuri, and I hope to compete against you again in figure skating if you choose to this coming season. I'd love to see you on the ice again."

"Thanks, good luck to you too. We'll see, but I'm hoping to. Bye, Chris!"

They waved to each other, and soon, Yuuri was heading back to the hotel, deciding to jog a bit on the way. He did feel a bit better after practicing with Chris and talking a bit too. The guy could be quite over bearing at times, but he was a good friend to talk to as well. On the way, Yuuri sent Victor a text that he was on his way back, a little smile plastered on his face as he looked forward to tomorrow.