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“You’re too focused,” Victor critiqued. “Your step sequences are too stiff and you look angry while you're skating.”
“Right...” Clara caught her breath as she leaned onto the barrier. Like this was the time to lose focus? This was her first competition since last season and on her home turf on top of that. She took a drink from her water bottle.
Victor tapped his chin, studying her face. He expected her to be much more relaxed after their trip to the northwestern suburbs the previous day, but that didn’t seem to be the case at all. She seemed much more determined, which was fine, but it was beginning to make her performance more robotic. The music and poetry were struggling to come through. He closed his eyes to think. He had learned so much about her within these past few days than he ever would have thought. Though, it’s not like he moved in with her. She came to them and she kept them at an arm's length. Aside fr
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Yuuri stirred beside Victor as the dull chime of an alarm came through the wall. Victor’s eyes fluttered open but he made no effort to move as to not disturb the sleeping beauty beside him. The sun was barely shining through the overcast sky. He glanced at the alarm clock. It was only seven in the morning. Apparently his new student did run on coffee with being up this early. Perhaps being back home had some effect on her. She certainly seemed different, especially after the warm welcome she had received from everybody at the airport. Her eyes had hardened with determination, she seemed much more focused. Much more so than what she was in Russia. Perhaps it was the upcoming competition. Yuuri stirred again, snuggling closer before opening his eyes.
“Morning,” he whispered, sleep clinging to his breath.
“Morning,” Victor ran his fingers through Yuuri’s jet black hair as he kissed his forehead.
“Did she even get any sleep?”
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“Ah! They’ve been posted!” Victor exclaimed while waving his phone. “Clara! Yuuri!”
“We’re right here Victor,” Yuuri stated. “No need to shout.” Clara let go of the barr and put her out stretched foot down. Victor rushed over, his face beaming. He caught his breath and pulled up the website. “Lets see. Oh wow! Clara, you’re qualifying competitions are Skate America and Trophee de France.” His eyes sparkled. “You get to skate in Chicago. Is that exciting?”
Exciting wasn’t how she’d like to put it. Nerve-wracking would be more accurate. Heather probably already knew and if she knew, everybody else did as well. Clara had hardly talked to anybody back in Chicago the past few months, mostly because of the time difference but also because she found it painfully awkward. Plus they were all busy with their own lives. “Y-yeah. Super exciting.”
Yuuri gently touched C
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April became May and June soon followed. Soon enough, Clara found herself jogging beside her two coaches and their dog on the beach. Bella ran beside her. Her tail wagging happily and tongue flapping without a care in the world. Bella had taken a liking to Clara, tackling her to the floor with affection with their first few meetings. Now Clara braced herself and even found herself inviting the gesture whenever she found herself at Victor and Yuuri’s apartment or they were over at hers. The former was more frequent as their apartment was much larger. Hers tended to get a little cramped, especially when Yuri joined in. Which was often.
Clara slowed to a stop as she noticed that Yuuri and Victor had fallen a fair distance behind her. She knelt down and rubbed Bella’s ears. “Your dads are getting old aren’t they?” She teased. “Maybe I should take it easy on them during our runs.” Bella barked and licked Clara’s face, knocking
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Clara stirred and groaned as sunlight leaked through the curtains and struck her face. The blanket pinned her to the mattress as she struggled to even wiggle a toe. Her eyes snapped open as she heard the frying pan in the kitchen. The smell of bacon filled the apartment. Her stomach churned in protest. She managed to roll over on her side and look at her phone. The light from the screen burnt her eyes as she squinted until they adjusted. It was nearly ten in the morning.
“Shit!” Clara swore as she sat up, only to brace herself as the room started spinning. She squeezed her eyes shut until the nauseating sensation faded. She threw off the covers. She was still in her dress from the night before and her leggings were still on. That was a good sign. She got up and stumbled over to the double doors and swung them open. Her legs gave out as the room started spinning again and she fell straight into the ottoman.
“Ah, good. You’re finally awake.”
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“So you picked your music?” Yuri asked as he gently pushed down on Clara’s back, helping her stretch.
“For the short program at least,” Clara hooked her fingertips onto her toes. “I’m dedicating this season to Poppo, I want it to be perfect. Something worthy of a gold medal.”
“What’s the song?”
“Once Upon a December. An instrumental version of it.”
“What’s the theme you’re going with?”
“Hm...Not quite sure yet.” Clara switched legs. “I pick the music then come up with a theme.”
“Sounds like a plan,” Yuri stated.
They finished their stretches as Yakov, Victor and Yuuri entered the rink. The husbands were playfully chatting, or flirting, maybe both. Probably both. Clara put on her skates, making sure they were snug. She zipped up her jacket and took a deep breath. Today was her first official day with Victor as her coach. She pulled up
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“Victor, did you forget to contact her about the change?” The Japanese man gave an exasperated sigh and he pinched the bridge of his nose.
“You know how I forget things.”
“I reminded you. Several times. This is why there are sticky notes all over the apartment.” Yuri looked to Clara. “I’m so sorry.”
“It’s… Fine…?” Clara ran her hands through her hair and took a deep breath and slowly let it out. Victor had somehow managed to compete and coach for the past few years. His only protege was his now husband, Yuri Katsuki of Japan. The Russian legend gracefully retired after concluding this past season. She bit her lip. “Can I ask why?”
Victor smiled. “Simple. You are poetry on ice.” He gestured to her whole being. “They way you skate, the music flows through you and it is quite the sight to behold.”
Clara raised her eyebrow. That’s what skating was s
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Men were dressed in their best suits and the ladies were donning their best dresses. The banquet hall was abuzz with conversation. Coaches mingled with members of the federation as the skaters mingled with each other. Clara stood off to the side of the room, gently holding a flute of champagne in her fingers. Her hair was loose for a change, her golden locks falling delicately down her back. Her deep purple gown simmered in the warm light of the room making it appear that was wearing a galaxy to the banquet rather than a dress. She sipped her drink and looked out over the room. She saw her coach mingling with her peers, including Viktor and Yakov, on the other side of the dance floor. She blinked as her phone started ringing.
She managed to answer it with her free hand, though she nearly dropped her glass. “Hello?... H-hold on… give me a moment.” she placed her glass down on the closest table as she quickly left the room. She stopped at the end of the