Yuri stumbled back out of the apartment that his mother had just shoved him out of and fell back against the wall behind him, landing rather hard on his butt. He tilted his head back a little bit so he could look up at her, but he was met with some of his things hitting him before the loud sound of the door being slammed shut was heard. He grumbled a little bit and looked around at his things that now lied scattered along the hallway of the apartment building.

"Fucking bitch..." He muttered to himself as he slowly pushed himself up and started to gather everything up. He grabbed the bag that she had thrown at him as well and used it as a carrier for all of his smaller things. Once he had everything off of the floor and into the bag, he gave the apartment door a good kick and headed down the hallway, to the elevator. He pressed the button to the lobby floor and waited for the old, raggy thing to reach his floor. He wasn't sure how long it took for the elevator to reach him, but when it did, it squealed to a stop before the doors open. He stepped inside and the door shut behind him, taking him down.

His eyes stared straight ahead of him as he felt himself going down, his mind racing with thoughts about everything that had just happened. His mom had discovered that he was an omega and upon knowing that, she decided that she didn't want anything to do with him anymore and that he wasn't even to call himself her son anymore because 'no son of hers was going to be something so below society'. She herself was an alpha along with his father, so they weren't sure what went wrong. However, they did know that he was going to pay for it significantly.

When the door finally opened to the lobby, he walked out of the elevator and went straight to the exit. He pushed the door open and walked outside, looking around the dark night. Of course, this just had to happen at night, as well. It couldn't have happened in the daytime when he could see what he was doing, where he going, and everything was open. Nope. That just would have made life too easy.

More grumble words started to leave his mouth as he picked a random direction to head in. It wasn't that he didn't know his way around the city or anything. The problem was that he didn't know what to do in this situation. He didn't know where he was supposed to go or anything. He didn't have any friends that he could bunk with being that he pretty much hated everyone, or the friends that he did have were all the way in Japan. Losers.

He held his bag tightly as he walked along and started to search through it, curious as to what his mom had thrown at him. It wasn't anything major, just simple things like a shirt or two along with his pants, a hair brush, his cellphone, a tooth brush, deodorant, and that was pretty much it. Oh, and his wallet. There wasn't really any money in it, though. Only about 342 or so ruble. It was barely enough to buy anything, but at least he could count on a small bite to eat for tomorrow night. He was still full from dinner and his anger made him not want to eat as well.

He looked up at some of the buildings that he walked by. Some of them were still lit up and most likely would be for the rest of the night, some of them had a few lights on here and there signaling that they were most likely apartment houses where some people were asleep, but some were still awake, and others were just completely dark.

Yuri ended up walking around the city for quite a while before he found a park that had an open bench. Obviously, it wasn't his first pick to want to lay down and sleep on, however, his legs were starting to get sore from all the walking that he had been doing and he was exhausted. So it was defiantly better than nothing.

He walked over to the wooden seat and set his bag down in the spot that his head was going to be. He figured that the chances of his stuff getting stolen would be less likely if he was on top of it being that he would most likely wake up.

He sat down on the bench and laid down, his head resting peacefully on top or the bag as he laid there. Letting out a small, displeased sigh, his eyes slowly closed and he sucked in a small breath of air before letting it out. 'It looks like this is going to be my life now,' he thought to himself quietly before he slowly started to drift off to sleep.

By the time the morning came around, Yuri didn't want to get up and face the day. While he wasn't really comfortable on the bench with his body exposed to the cold being he didn't have a blanket, he would much rather just continue to lay there than get up and do anything. However, he knew that he had to face the fact that if he didn't get up and start looking for a place to stay or a job, he was going to be seeing that bench a lot more than he wanted to see it. So, with an unhappy scowl, he sat up and rubbed the sleep away from his eyes.

The sun was already shining brightly down on him and some people were already up and walking around for their morning walks or to head to work. He grumbled at them silently and grabbed his bag as he stood up. He still didn't have a clue on where he could get started. There was always the homeless shelter, but just the thought of that made his skin crawl. God knows what diseases a place like that had. Maybe he should just worry about a job for the time being. That way he could save up money to get an apartment or something. Or maybe he could call up Viktor and Yuuri over in Japan and beg them to come over here and help take care of him? OK, that last part wouldn't happen even if hell froze over. He was never going to find himself begging for help like that. He might ask or something, but he would not beg. That would make him weak and despite being an omega, he was not weak.

Shaking his head to clear his thoughts a little bit, he shoved his hands down into his jackets pockets and started to walk along, looking around the place. His eyes darted from store to store, hoping to find a help wanted sign or something. It was funny how any other time the windows would be filled with them and they would be posted all over the city, but when the time came for him to need a job more than anything, there wasn't any available.

A good portion of the day went by with no luck and soon enough he found that it was lunch time. Well, lunch time for everyone else. He could always make the decision of getting food now, but that would also mean no dinner for that night unless he didn't eat everything for lunch. He took the ruble from his wallet and stared down at it with a hard look. There had to be something cheep enough for him to eat at that moment. There had to be.

Unknowingly to him, though, an older alpha was walking by when he noticed the look that the kid was giving to the money. The alpha had just been about to walk into a shop when he noticed him, making him stop and back up a little bit.

"Do you have an issue with that or something?" The alpha asked, gesturing to the ruble.

Yuri stopped what he was doing when he heard someone speaking to him and looked over to see who it was. He didn't recognize the person, but he knew right away that they were an alpha. Anyone could tell that from the way that he carried himself.

With a small huff, Yuri crossed his arms over his chest and turned so that he was fully facing the bigger person.

"Don't be so nosy. Last I check, it's none of your business." He snapped. While most omegas and betas would just quiet down and apologize to an alpha or give them a respectful answer, Yuri had no intention of doing that. To him, alphas were nothing. Most were too stuck up anyways to care about anyone else, so shy should he care about them?

The alpha was slightly taken back by the omega's tone, but rather than getting mad and decking him like most of the other alphas would have done, he let out a small chuckle and nodded his head a little bit.

"I mean, you certainly do have a good point there, it really is non of my business. I was just concerned that you were going to kill the ruble there. You know what they say, 'If you see something, say something'." The alpha responded back playfully.

Yuri stood there, dumbfounded. He hadn't been expecting him to say something back like that, but at least he knew that this alpha knew how to joke around without being to uptight and feeling like he had to control anyone and everyone.

He looked down at the alphas hand when he stuck it out for him to shake.

"I'm Otabek Altin, by the way." The alpha said. Yuri stared down at his hand for a moment before slowly taking it and shaking it.

"Yuri Plisetsky." He said to him, shaking his head a little bit so he could look through his blonde hair and up at Otabeks face. For the first real time, he got a good look at it. Otabek had black hair that was styled in an undercut, but was pushed back. His eyes were a brown kind of color, kind of dark. He wasn't the tallest person ever, but he was taller than Yuri was. He was dressed in a white shirt that had a grey jacket over it. Around his neck was a black scarf. Needless to say, the man was hot as fuck and Yuri could not get over it. Not to mention that he could smell his cologne and that wasn't helping his situation any on finding reasons of why this guy should not be so hot.

"Well, Yuri," Otabek said as he pulled his hand away after ending the handshake. At that point, Yuri realized that he had oddly stopped shaking the males hand and had just been holding onto it, not doing anything while staring at him. His face heated up in embarrassment and he quickly brought his own hand back as well, returning it back to the pocket it had been in before. Otabek picked up the males embarrassment, but decided not to tease him about it at the moment.

"We should meet up sometime. You don't seem like such a bad person." Otabek said to him.

Yuri was surprised at the alphas suggestion, but he slowly began to nod his head. "Alright... Yeah, sure. That sounds doable." He said. It wasn't like he had anything else to do anymore or as if he had parents to ask first. He was his own free person now, but unfortunately it came with a huge cost.

Otabek smiled a little bit and nodded his head. "Just tell me when you want to do it and we'll meet up at a place." He said. "Do you have a phone?"

Yuri nodded his head. "I do," he said. Though who knows how much longer he would have it. He was more than positive that his mom was going to shut it off the first chance she got and that it would become useless to him. "You should write your number down on paper, though. Just in case." He said. He wasn't going to tell Otabek anything, it wasn't like he needed to know.

Otabek was slightly confused by that, but nodded his head a little bit. "Alright." He said. Sticking his hand into his pocket, he dug around for a pen and any piece of paper that he could find that was big enough for his number. When he discovered one, he pulled it out of his pocket and wrote the number down before handing it over to the blond male.

"And there you go." He said.

Yuri took the paper and looked down at it, his eyes scanning over the number briefly before looking up at Otabek and nodding his head a little bit. "Thank you." He said. He wasn't sure if it sounded awkward or not, but he said it.

Otabek chuckled softly and nodded his head. "Anytime. Anyways, I have to get going now. I'm on lunch break and I'm pretty sure that I've already wasted most of it. So talk to you later?"

Nodding slowly, Yuri stuck the paper into his pocket. "Yeah." He said.

"Great, see ya." Otabek said, waving as he turned and headed off down the sidewalk. Yuri stood there, watching his retreating back before he could no longer see him and he was once again by himself. He was still a little confused on what had just happened, but he sure as hell wasn't complaining. A chance to make a friend at this point was something that he knew he really needed right now. Of course, what better time to meet the male than right after he got kicked out of his home?

Now in a slightly better mood than he had been before meeting Otabek, he decided to skip out on having lunch and save it for a dinner. He was going to be continuing his search for a job instead. Hopefully he had better luck now, though he was still fully aware that the chances of that were most likely a zero. He would take what he could get, though. So, with a little more positive more, he went back to job hunting.