Short Fic:

miracle

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Our world has a population of approximately seven and four billion people.

There are approximately one hundred and forty million Russian people.

There are approximately one hundred and twenty million Japanese people.

From statistical calculations In one year we will find a total of about eighty thousand people.

or two hundred and twenty people in one day If you deduct the average sleep time of eight hours,

In one hour we will meet thirteen people.

...but one of those thirteen We can't tell when we'll meet the other half of our soul.

If the ice rink was a throne He is the king whose heart is colder than the ground.

Alone at the top never learned kindness And I don't think that kindness is necessary.

Love is a beautiful thing.. Life textbooks tell him so.

But that love has never once visited this cold heart.

“B, my, Coach Victor, eh,” this Japanese person. It suddenly clung to him and his words were slurred. I can only understand the meaning of that part in English... If I'm not mistaken, my name should be Katsuki Yuri.

That child suddenly looked at him for a long time with familiar eyes. It is the kind of longing that one day the king on the throne takes off his crown and looks in the mirror and he will find the same thing.

After that, Victor couldn't imagine what would happen next. Because the chaos ended when he lost consciousness.

Suddenly, the mobile phone that had been quiet for weeks called out. Victor reluctantly picked it up and looked at it. and click to watch in one video website link

The playing video is quiet. Only the sound of friction between the blade and the ice field could be heard from time to time. The people in the video are familiar. That Japanese boy People who avoid him when greeted and later changed to Kakan

The rhythm and technique of his skating can be seen from a glance at his skating program from yesteryear. It is a rather difficult program because it uses quite a lot of physical strength.

This kid didn't sketch it perfectly. But in being imperfect, it makes one feel that he truly wants someone to be by his side from the heart.

The pleading face that was passed on Stimulate a calm heart to increase its rhythm. I feel like I want to go to my side and comfort him. I will always be here with you.

His mouth twitched into a slight smile. A slender hand absentmindedly caressed the fluffy brown fur that lay on his chest.

“Maccachin, you don't have a pollen allergy, do you?”

“Ning～” My favorite dog doesn't know what his master is saying to him. Just that gentle smile was so warm on a cold day.

The phone changes from landscape to portrait. Because the owner turned to a direct line to someone who could respond to this impulsive decision instead.

Japan is not the first time. But the small town that had more of that kid's face plastered all over it than on the signs of famous celebrities was the first time I'd ever seen it. Compared to St. Petersburg, Victor was not such a hero to be honored by having his face plastered on a wall.

“Um.. Utopia Wow.” The stone sign in front was written in Japanese with a beautiful pattern. Victor can't read. But the picture he held in his hand and the picture in front of him were the same. It gave him the confidence to walk in with his bag.

Calm scent Blows with the cold wind Unseasonal snow causes some cherry blossoms to fall. Originally it was fragile, just the slightest breeze would blow it away.

Overall, the atmosphere is considered good. At least it's warmer than St. Petersburg.

The answering voice was incomprehensible in Japanese. But the good nature of the woman in front of him didn't make him feel intimidated. There was nothing in her figure, facial expression, or hair color that said he could speak Japanese. Therefore causing the people who came to welcome him to stop and be shocked.

The attitude that Victor was trying to communicate meant that he was coming to rest? guest? How many days? And it was a question that couldn't be answered because he didn't know whether he would come to stay or not. Plus, I'm not sure if I'll be a guest or not. And more importantly, there's no set number of days that I'll be coming. Even the plane ticket was bought for just one leg.

But even so The baggage, including the maccachin, was picked up. and led the young man into the shower instead.

... This is too big to be a bathroom!

Soaking in the mineral water with pleasure, I heard a loud noise coming from outside... It wasn't difficult to guess what kind of event would happen next. And so it was. When the person who appeared in an unassuming appearance stood with his mouth wide open, his glasses fogged up in front of him.

“Victor..” A smile curled his lips. His heart was beating strangely.

That voice was calling him.

... Calling for warmth to visit the land of ice that is desolate and merciful.

“Yuri, from today on I will be your coach!”

“Victor..” The same voice that had woken him from his slumber. Silver eyelashes fluttered slowly. His blue-green eyes flickered as he adjusted his focus to a clear picture. See your own reflection in the mirror of your glasses. Passing by, he saw the irises the color of old tree bark.

He smiled and the person in front of him smiled back.

“I'm back.” The young man was still cold and damp from the weather outside. Yuri leaned down and kissed his lips. It is a routine that must be done every time before leaving the house and after returning from the house.

"Back so early, are you cold? I'll make you some warm cocoa." He pushed himself up from his favorite sofa. The maccajin who was lying on his chest also got up. The brown blob walked up and sniffed Yuri like an explorer.

Meanwhile, Victor goes to make cocoa. Yuri took off his jacket and put his bag away. Before doing the routine that had been done for the past several months since coming to live with the Ice Arena King. is to feed the maccachin

This brown-haired creature doesn't have much of a problem with eating. But you just have to pile it up a little before you're willing to eat. This habit only came into being when Yuri came to live with us. Victor also likes to complain that his dogs are spoiled in their old age.

The smell of cocoa wafts into your nose. A blue mug was held in front of him. With the seat next to the sofa deflated. In Victor's hand, he also had a glass with a similar pattern, but it was purple. More white smoke rose from the purple glass than the blue one. Because he knew Yuri wasn't good with hot things.

The weight pressed down on his right shoulder made him look down. Lately, this kid under Victor has been begging like this regularly. From before, Yuri rarely spoke her mind and was slow to very slow when it came to love.

“How was practice?” due to Yakof's scheduling. As a result, there were days when he and Yuri didn't practice together. And Victor is also prohibited from appearing as a shadow coach. He didn't know Yakhof's reasons. But it's understandable that I want to devote equal time to everyone.

“I'm tired,” he said, laughing, before starting to tell a story from the morning in a clear voice. Victor likes to listen to Yuri's voice when he tells stories. Because in the voice there is fun, sadness, loneliness mixed in according to the mood of the story. And it can easily bite into your heart. He was a child who was like spring to Victor.

“Um, by the way, Victor himself, when will you let me pay the coach?” By now the cocoa in the cup was gone. Yuri turned and placed him on the floor. before turning over to sit and look directly at the young Russian's face.

Serious expression Dark brows furrowed behind his glasses. And then it's funny.

Whenever I get an opportunity Yuri also likes to ask things that he always avoids answering. Regarding the coach's salary of yesteryear If you don't explain the reason well, the person will definitely continue to pester you and ask for payment.

What should I say? A story like this if we were to start telling the story from the beginning. Suddenly I felt a bit embarrassed as well.

More than a word of love It's more than two naked bodies next to each other on a pillow. It's like taking your heart out to examine the weaknesses that were hidden and reinforcing them until they became strengths.

“Yuri, I just like a Japanese song. But I don't quite understand the meaning. Can you translate for me please?”

“No, Victor. There's no need to change the subject!” Yuri's face fell. But the evasive young man was not shaken. Instead, he turned on the song he had just introduced loudly.

The singer's voice began. Taking the grunt away from younger people. Maybe because it's my mother tongue, I understand the meaning as soon as I hear it and it strikes me.

For now, I will hold your hand tightly. Keep your eyes locked together.

On these nights, if you're willing, I'll ask to gather.

Take all this remnant and give it to you.

The song sings until the climax. The free hand came and clung to the other hand. The coolness of the ring on his right ring finger nudged the younger man to lift his face and look into his eyes. Beautiful blue eyes, sparkling brightly, unlike many years ago. Lively as the long winter has ended and the warmth that brings growth has begun.

Actually, both giving love to someone and giving importance to someone.

I didn't say too much. To say that she taught it to me

Therefore, I (who can love and care) is already yours.

The black-haired boy's cheeks were hot and flushed red. Heat flashed from his eyes and shot down his left chest. Squeeze your heart to make it ache. When those slender fingers lifted the tip of the chin Warmth runs along the side of the cheek. His glasses were taken off. And instead, it was warm and moist that sat on both eyelids.

The song was sung until the last verse. The body is similar to the middle part. But its meaning burns my heart with fire of happiness.

Actually, the gentleness that I encountered

And more than anything it's this feeling (To be loved)

I'm not saying anything too exaggerated. But all I got to know was after meeting you.

Therefore, I

From now on, for as long as possible, everything I own is yours.

“Cheating,” a murmur came from red lips dry from the cold. But before he could say any more passionate words, the other person's lips were possessed and filled with moisture.

The hands that were originally held were now intertwined. The rhythm of squeezing and releasing another pair of hands that were not as small and slender. It corresponds to the moment when someone taller was being chased and pushed back and forth. The sound of breathing became heavier as the air was shared.

The sound of the kiss was a sign that it was almost over. As the smaller one opened his mouth to catch his breath after breaking away from each other. Instead, the same pair of lips were immediately crushed again. His breathing was taken away once again. along with the same song playing again

“Just a moment, I can't breathe.” He raised his free hand and pressed it against his chest. As he crouched down after pulling away from the person in front of him. Instead, he was lying down on the sofa. One hand was pinned to the side of his face. And the side that leaned on his chest was held by Victor with care and kissed the gold ring.

“Yuri..”

“Actually, you already know the meaning, don't you?” The boy's mouth, which was glistening and slightly puffed up, appeared to stretch out. Eyes that no matter when you look at them, they are always honest and serious. They always look the other way, never making direct eye contact, causing Victor to smile.

“I don't quite understand. I can't understand using a translation program like Yuri taught me.” He kissed each knuckle lovingly, one by one. The person beneath him remained silent because he didn't know how to behave when he was so embarrassed. Do he have to make eye contact or do he have to smile? Do I have to kiss you? “Thank you for coming into my life.”

Big tears rolled from the corner of his eyes without realizing it. Victor wiped it away carelessly. He's not the kind of person who likes to make his loved ones cry. Only Yuri's squeamishness was an exception.

Because it's for him.

“..." The young man couldn't seem to find his voice. He could only keep his eyes glistening with water, scrutinizing Victor's face back and forth.

“I never believed in miracles. Until Yuri taught him.” The burlier figure slumped down, resting his ear on the other's chest. The sound of his heartbeat was louder than his own. “A miracle brought my love and my life back again.”

The hand that was placed between his breasts came out and clung to Victor. The touch of your fingertips caressing your hair is soothing. Even though the sound of my heart beats louder and louder

“I don't have to pay any coaching fees.. because Yuri has been paying me for a long time.”

“Victor…” The voice that called out his name Still hidden in hesitation The hand that was playing with his hair stopped and moved to hug its owner. “Then From now on, I will still pay.”

“I told you so, Yuri!” He raised his head from his chest and looked into his eyes. Yuri had a smile on his face, waiting. The boy's hand brushed away the silver hair that was covering his left eye. Revealing the love that is clearly in front of us

"I'm asking for payment for my love and my life.. Like that, and Victor still won't accept it?" Silence permeated the two people. Before the person who was offered the fee laughed out loud. The vibrations from his laughter made the people beneath him smile and laugh as well. Victor sat up. before pulling Yuri into a hug.

Strong enough to be uncomfortable But no one wanted to break away from each other.

“Damn, you make me love you even more, Yuri,” his face buried in the crook of his neck, he muttered in Russian. Yuri didn't quite understand, but he could tell that it was a sentence that made him feel very embarrassed. Yuri's hand that had been stroking on her back moved to his waist and tightened his hug even more.

“Victor .. 大好きです。(I love you)” So I returned the favor in Japanese. But I was wrong. Because this was the first word Victor remembered since meeting Yuri.

“俺も(Me too)” The boy in his arms trembled with both embarrassment and laughter within himself. He hugged the Japanese speaker even tighter. It's an answer that you already know.

If the ice rink was a throne He is the king whose heart is as warm as spring.

Not at the top alone Learn kindness and know that kindness is necessary

Love is a beautiful thing.. Yuri had taught him that.

And finally, that love has come to this cold heart.

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I like it so much that I have to translate it.

僕の名前を – Back Number

You knew from the beginning, right?

Where is my pain?

So I stretched out my hand to comfort him.

Well, you must definitely be from the future.

In my head that is full of unwanted memories

But she smiled and hugged.

For now, I will hold your hand tightly. Keep your eyes locked together.

On these nights, if you're willing, I'll ask to gather.

Take all this remnant and give it to you.

Actually, both giving love to someone and giving importance to someone.

I didn't say too much. To say that she taught it to me

Therefore, I (who can love and care) is already yours.

Actually, I knew from the beginning.

That I started liking you from somewhere

Therefore, I kept avoiding her.

If what was created eventually collapses

It would be better not to create it from the beginning.

The loss was terrifying. It became that same connection.

But still, she kept calling my name over and over.

For now, I will hold your hand tightly. Keep your eyes locked together.

On these nights, if you're willing, I'll ask to gather.

Take all this remnant and give it to you.

Actually, the gentleness that I encountered

And more than anything it's this feeling (To be loved)

I'm not saying anything too exaggerated. But all I got to know was after meeting you.

Therefore, I

From now on, for as long as possible, everything I own is yours.