(Megumi's point of view)

I moaned slightly into the pillow I had been using to lay on, my feet were killing me after all the jumps Abbison put me through. Eventually the bossy woman finally allowed me to go back home, I rode on Yuri's back as payback for watching me and laughing at my misery.

"You know Sis, you could've avoided this if you would've just waited for Abbison." I groaned into the pillow not looking up at my idiot brother. I grasped the pillow in my hands sending it flying towards where I assumed his face was.

"Oof!" I looked up seeing Victor holding the pillow in his lap, Yuri stood over him ready to apologize for my behavior.

"You're a really good skater Meg-Chan, although apparently no ones heard-" My eyes quickly widened as I lunges towards him, cupping my hand over his mouth.

We both stared at each other for a moment before my eyes shifted down to our positions. Or more specifically where my other hand was. I jumped away quickly a blush making its blazing trail onto my cheeks.

"Gomen Victor, um, May I speak to you for a moment." Before he could utter another word I dragged him into my room slamming the door behind us.

"Hm, are you hiding something Meg?" My hands clenched the door behind me, he was getting far too close. With every word he took another step towards me, my nerves coiling with every one as I tried to calm down.

"Of course not." I replied far too quickly, his eyes scanning mine as he drew closer towards me. I instantly regretted bringing him in here, my eyes looked anywhere but his.

"None of my friends have heard of you Meg, can you tell me why." His hand picked up one of my clenched hands placing a small kiss on it as he watched me from underneath his eyelashes.

"Maybe I'm just not good enough." I whispered my eyes locking with his, I hadn't meant to reveal so much.

"Are you the Snow Leopard." His eyes struck a cord within me, a gasp ripped from my throat. He knew, and I was going to pay for my mistakes, it hadn't been a question it was a statement. Such Confidence.

"No." I knew it was useless, he had already figured out the truth. No matter how hard I fought it now he would know, he would know that I am the Snow Leopard.

"You're amazing!" His eyes closed as he smiled at me, shock ripples through my body as he slowly took a few steps backwards.

"Why would you hid yourself behind a mask?" He questioned and I was taken back in time once more, to a time before the Snow Leopard. To a time before I was one of the greatest skaters in all of America.

"Megumi-Chan!" I fell down to the ground after messing up yet another one of my jumps in front of everyone. I had made it to the Women's Grand Prix only to crack under the pressure, falling victim to the whispers.

I had originally been a favorite with many fans to cheer me on coming in first place after the short program with just under ten points ahead of everyone else. But between the whispers and the rumors I fell apart not being able to skate at all, all of my jumps I fell and all my spins were sloppy.

"Because the last time I skated as Katsuki Megumi..." I trailed off desperately not wanting to answer him out of all people.

"What happened Meg?" I couldn't meet his eyes, above all of it: the pressure, the mask, the whispers he still was the person I had admired. The person I would watch when I sad, when I felt like giving up on my own skating.

"I had made it to the Grand Prix, coming in first following the short program." I finally brought my eyes to Victor's he was watching me so closely, like I was about to bolt out the door.

"But then the whispers started, and amidst it all I lost my confidence." I let out a low sigh walking around him to sit on the bed. My head hanging low.

"I couldn't do a single jump without falling or almost falling. They had gotten me to the point that I froze after falling on my last jump. I never even finished my last skate as Megumi." Out of all my accomplishments this was still my biggest regret, beyond failing all my jumps. Quiting my routine and allowing fear to freeze me in place.

"What did they say?" I jerked my head up to meet his eyes, and I knew that he had heard them to. I couldn't speak, I didn't want to acknowledge the fact that being compared to him...

That at the very beginning when they said I could be the next Victor Nikiforov only female scared me more than anything.

"Megumi." I forced myself to grit out the words, no matter how deep they dug at my throat. How they felt vile on my tongue and wrong on my lips.

"They compared me to you." Everything was silent for a moment, Victor let a sigh out bending down to my level. He chuckled slightly as his hand pushed a piece of my hair away to reveal a small strand of silver.

I always dyed my hair back after a competition, otherwise I would be less likely to keep my secret after all. But it appears one piece managed to slip past the change.

"You know I think I like your hair better silver." I let out a sigh of relief that I didn't know I had been holding. I gave him a thankful smile for not pushing the subject any further.

"Well it was inspired by you." Shock ripples through his eyes and I smirked my eyebrow raising slightly. A small smile settles onto his lips, his eyes lighting up.

"Well Snow Leopard," He paused getting up before holding out his hand for me, "I hope that we can get to know each other better."

I smiled taking his hand, he pulled me up keeping our hand interlocked between our chests. I stared up at him feeling the intensity increase around us. Hesitantly I let go heading towards the door, surely Yuri was getting worried by now.

"Meg-" I interrupted Yuri's voice by opening the door, his hand ready to knock.

"I'm fine Bro Biscuit." I shook my head and laughed at him, sticking out my tongue with a wink. He sighed slightly ruffling my hair fondly, While I grumbled under my breath angrily.

I headed out Yuri saying that he needed to speak to Victor for a moment to. I headed into the kitchen wondering what kind of food to make myself, even though my options were quite limited. I wasn't the best chef in town.

(Yuri's point of view)

"Victor." I stared at him harshly not letting his blue eyes draw me in like they normally did. I had to protect my sister from this Victor, not the coach version I had. But the playboy version that had left a trail of broken hearts behind him.

"Yuriiii." He drew out my name whining slightly as he got closer. I took a step back refusing to let him win this, I had to protect her.

"Stay away from Meg, Victor." I watched as shock ripples through his body, I kept my arms crossed trying to remain stern. I wouldn't allow him to break her heart to.

"But why Yuri? Shouldn't I know your family?" His question was innocent at face value, but I knew underneath he was intrigued by her. I could see it in his eyes, how they lit up when he watched her skate for the first time. How his eyebrows narrowed and his finger touched his lips as he thought.

"I don't need my little sister's heart to be broken by my coach." Victor tilted his head to the side, I didn't care if she intrigued him. She was off limits.

"She's off limits understand?" I waited for his head to nod or for him to make any kind of acknowledgement. Only to be met with his stare.

"Victor!" Yet all he did was continue to stare at me, I sighed running my hands through my hair.

"Please Victor, she's been through enough." I knew that she was hiding something from me, after her first Grand Prix she was never the same. Something changed inside of her.

"I'm not going to hurt her, Yuri." He stood walking over to me before wrapping me into a hug, "I promise."