We will go where our dreams come true

[yokunaru]

[Time passes by so quickly, Yuuri muses as he steps off the train and joins the crowd making its way toward the station's nearest exit. It's true that he'd seen Minami at Nationals just the week before, but between the practices and the interviews, a competition is hardly the place for doing much catching up.

A few other familiar faces had been amongst the competitors, too--ones that Yuuri recognized from the regional championships. Minami and his friends had made a point to seek him out when they could at the time, and it had been...nice to be included in a group again, especially when Viktor wasn't there to ground him.

I'm here. His cell phone goes right back into his pocket as soon as sends the text to Minami.

The simple hotel he'd booked for a couple nights is only a short distance away from Minami's home rink, which makes it easy for him to drop off his sparse luggage and head right over. The building's lobby is strangely empty when Yuuri arrives, duffel bag slung over his shoulder. No one seems to be stopping him from going right in, though, so that's exactly what Yuuri does. The rink is easy enough to find from there.]

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[boogiedown]

[Easy indeed. Just follow the clack of blades and jaunty music. Minami's out on the ice, in the middle of a routine. It's still rough, but he's clearly loving the dancing and cat-calling. Egging on an imaginary crowd.

Tapping through the step sequence, he launches into the Triple Axel combination. Or at least an attempt at one. Minami over-rotates and stumbles out. Shaking his head in exasperation.]

Awwwwww... OH! Hi Yuuri!