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Yuuri couldn't believe his third year in the Grand Prix series was coming to an end soon.
The Russian Skate Family boarded the plane to Marseille a week before the actual competition to get used to the rink and for sightseeing to calm their nerves down. Yakov stayed at the hotel, because according to him, 'the very sight of all three of them bickering together made him faint'. Georgi had a date with his girlfriend, and Mila was going to hang out with Sala and Michele.
Victor was the only one who was fluent in French amongst them, so he did most of the talking and ordering of food. They also got a glimpse of a part of his French fan base. It was horrifying.
' Victor!!!!!! Bonne chance!!!!!'
' Merci beaucoup!' Victor winked at his fans, after they were 'assaulted' by another mob of fans at the convenience store.
' PUT ON YOUR SUNGLASSES OLD MAN!!!' Yurio screeched angrily. ' WE HAVE BEEN CORNERED BY FANS FOR THREE TIMES ALREADY, PEOPLE, THREE TIMES!!! CAN I ACTUALLY ENJOY THIS CITY WITHOUT BEING CHASED BY FANS?'
' Oh?' Victor said, not even protesting once when Yuuri handed him sunglasses. ' As far as I recall, we have been cornered twice by Yuri's Angels this morning. Go on, kitty, put on your sunglasses too.'
' GRRR Fine!' Yurio spat. ' You too, Katsudon! Don't act like you aren't part of this! There were some Victuuri fans this morning at the cafe! I spotted them, wearing those hoodies!'
Yuuri relented, and put on his sunglasses as well.
( The sunglasses didn't work. They got cornered for five more times until they returned to the hotel.)
v_nikiforov: Sunglasses trio! Smile more, Yurio! D: #gpf #angryson
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***
The Short Program started off with interviews. And it seemed like the reporters were showering the three of them with most attention again.
Fortunately, Mila came to the rescue and fished them away from the screaming crowd of reporters. ' Thought I would catch you three here,' She said, pushing them away. ' Yakov was asking for you. Prep talk, before the Finals.'
The prep talk turned out to be a lecture about not staying outside for too long in the evening, because bla bla bla they needed energy for tomorrow's Free Skate and bla bla bla.
Phichit was the first to skate. Yuuri gave his best friend a warm hug for encouragement, and watched as Phichit danced away on the ice. He surpassed his personal best again, and Ciao Ciao was really pleased.
Chris... Ahem! Skated to really erotic songs again. Not much of a surprise, really. But Yuuri felt like he wanted to barf up his lunch.
Otabek was good. Really good.
Yurio kicked bucket with his hellish program, and it wasn't enough to break his previous world record, but he still got 113.49.
Yuuri skated a clean program with no mistakes (no, he hadn't tried his Quad Axel yet), and got 112.56. So close. So close.
Victor effortlessly breezed through his Short Program, and got 115.73. The first ranker kept bemoaning about how he wasn't able to break the world record, and Yurio resisted the urge to punch him in the face.
At this rate, most of the audiences were very sure that the three would claim the podium (well, the remaining can fight for the fourth).
Morooka interviewed them after the Short Program, ' Well, Katsuki-san, you are in the third place for the time being. What do you have to say about this?'
' I'm confident about my FS,' Yuuri said, as that was the standard answer. ' Victor might still be able to kiss my gold medal.'
' Wonderful, that's the spirit,' Morooka said, relieved. ' Viewers in Japan, please continue to support our ace. Here we have Mr. Victor Nikiforov, in the first place. How do you feel?'
' Great! Though somewhat miffed because I wasn't able to break the world record for Short Program,' He answer truthfully, and Yurio made a fist at him. ' Looking forward to tomorrow's Free Skate!'
' I will crush them,' Yurio snarled.
Morooka was seemingly pleased with the drama in between Victor and Yurio, and said dramatically to the camera, ' Tomorrow, we will have the Men's Single Free Skate. Tune in to see for yourself who will be the champion of this year.'
***
It was finally time for the Men's Singles Free Skate. Yuuri was going to skate after Phichit. He listened for History Maker for the final time through his earphones, and plugged the earbuds out when he was summoned to the rink. Phichit was at the end of his program, and skated to the entrance of the rink.
' Good luck, Yuuri!' He grinned at his best friend, and went over to receive his scores.
Victor was at the side of the rink too, cheering on his fiancé. ' Let's see if I can kiss your gold medal,' He joked.
' You most probably can,' Yuuri smirked, and skated to the centre.
' We have Katsuki Yuuri of Japan, skating to original piece History Maker. His program is choreographed by Victor Nikiforov. He has four Quads of four different types planned.'
Hah. Five, in fact.
Can you hear my heartbeat?
Tired of feeling never enough
' First Quad, the Quad Toe Loop, Triple Toe Loop combination. Beautiful!'
I close my eyes and tell myself that my dreams will come true.
' Triple Axel, nice height.'
There'll be no more darkness if you believe in
yourself you are unstoppable.
Where your destiny lies, dancing on the blades,
you set my heart on fire
' Quad Salchow, Triple Flip.'
Don't stop us now, the moment of truth
We were born to make history
We'll make it happen, we'll turn it around
Yes, we were born to make history
' Quad Flip! Beautiful! He has done it again!'
Can you hear my heartbeat?
I've got a feeling it's never too late
I close my eyes and see myself how my dreams will come true
' Here's one of his favourites. Triple axel, single loop, triple salchow! Yes he did it!'
There'll be no more darkness
when you believe in
yourself you are unstoppable
Where your destiny lies, dancing on the blades,
you set my heart on fire
' Quad Lutz! He made it! He landed all his Quads! Here we have the step sequence.'
Don't stop us now, the moment of truth
We were born to make history
We'll make it happen, we'll turn it around
Yes, we were born to make history
' Final jump, he has the Triple Axel planned.'
Nope. Not going to happen.
He envisioned Yakov's pissed off face and Victor's look of astonishment, and took off. One. Two. Three. Four. Four and a half. Landing. YES!!!
He made it! The Quad Axel, he landed it! He almost stepped out of his combination spin in excitement. The stadium roared in confusion and surprise.
' Quad Axel?! He switched out the Triple Axel for a Quad Axel. Boys, that's history making. Here we have, the first ratified Quad Axel in front of us! Five Quads in one program!'
He ended his program, and giddily skated towards Victor and Yurio, who were still gaping at him. Yakov was at their side, looking rather pleased.
' So, the Kiss and Cry?' Yuuri asked innocently, nodding at the direction of the Kiss and Cry.' Or are we staying on the ice forever?'
' But... How? Yuuri, don't tell me you have been practicing the Quad Axel without a supervisor again,' Victors said crossly. ' We have talked about it before, and you know-'
' I have a supervisor,' Yuuri said.
' Oh?'
' Yakov!' Yuuri pointed at the Russian coach.
' YAKOV?!' Victor repeated incredulously. ' Our Yakov?!'
' No, the Japanese Yakov. Yes, our Yakov,' Yuuri said, cracking his knuckles while waiting for his score.
' We have Katsuki Yuuri's scores. 226.87!!! He has done it again! He has surpassed his own world record with a history making Quad Axel!'
Victor screamed in joy, throwing his arms around Yuuri and squashing him.
' Vitya, you should get ready for your own program,' Yakov poked at Victor, who was clinging to Yuuri like a koala, unable to let go. ' VITYA!!!!!!!!'
Meanwhile on the ice, Yurio skated. ' DAVAI!' They shouted.
Yurio landed all four of his Quads beautifully with both arms raised in all of them. He got a 212.56.
Finally, Victor skated out onto the ice, performed at his best with his four clean Quads, but ultimately, he got 220.51. Which meant...
' YUURIIIII YOU GOT THE GOLD!!!!!!!!!' Phichit popped out of nowhere, strangling his best friend in a bone crushing hug. Victor was almost blinded by tears as he whizzed past Yakov and Yurio, seizing Yuuri as well. Yurio was somehow included into the hug.
Mila literally jumped down from the stands with Georgi behind her, ' Count me in!!!'
In the centre of the hug, Yuuri, who was squashed and slightly pink in the face, tried to hide his face from the camera, because every camera and recorder in the stadium were trained on him.
' WE ARE GETTING MARRIED!!!' Victor sang out, seemingly unfazed that he was getting silver. ' WE WILL GET MARRIED!!!'
' YASSSSSSS!!!!' Phichit screamed, taking a live video of said moment. ' Victuuri shippers! Can you hear that? Victuuri is sailing fast! WE ARE GETTING A VICTUURI WEDDING! WHOOHOOO! BEST SEASON EVER!!!'
Yurio growled, he was nearly hit by Mila's elbow at one point.
At the medal ceremony, Yuuri, still dazed, stood at the middle with his golden medal. He never believed he could go so far. Sochi Grand Prix Finals felt like a long time ago. From sixth place to second place to first place? He had thought it was impossible, but he did it.
Victor completely forgot about his silver medal, and was so intent on kissing Yuuri's medal. Yuuri allowed him of course, and Yurio, sulkily wearing his bronze medal, screamed 'GROSS' at both of them.
Georgi and Mila (who was supposed to be getting ready for her own Free Skate) bawled, and even Yakov (of all people) seemed a bit teary-eyed. Phichit hopped about excitedly, taking photos and videos to show his fan club members, ' MY PRECIOUS!'
When Victor kissed Yuuri right in front of the reporters, it was like a firework had exploded above the rink.
' Well,' Mila grinned from ear to ear. ' We have the banquet to look forward to.'
Chris winked, ' I have the pole ready.'
' Oh lord, not the pole again!!!' Yakov groaned. ' I'm going back to the hotel to sleep.'
Hours later at the banquet, photos of Yuuri (sober, much to everyone's disappointment) dancing with Victor were uploaded onto Phichit's Instagram.
phichit+chu: Yes we were born to ship Victuuri! #victuuri #married #gpf #blessed Hang on! More photos to come.
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victuuri_fanclub: My crops are watered, my skin is clear, my children are fed and ships are sailing. Thank you so much, Captain Phichit! You will be blessed by the entire fan club. #blessphichit
mila_b: I am crying. I am crying. I am crying. #blessphichit
skating_nerd: THIS IS WHAT I WANTED! THANK YOU!!!!!! MAY PHICHIT BE BLESSED FOR CATERING TO THE FANCLUB'S NEEDS. #blessphichit
The hashtags #Victuuri and #blessphichit had never been more alive.
Oh. Do not forget about the trending #yakovneedsabreak