The following day, Yuuri began to anticipate for the Silver head boy's return. He didn't know why. But maybe being with your idol was just really something that makes him feel he's beside himself with joy.

"Hikaru, how are you and Kaoru?" He asked his patient before Viktor.

"Doing pretty fine. He hasn't figure out about the Journal yet," the younger boy said. His auburn hair was styled in directions that made it look a little messy but neat. He has a fit body and charms like no other. However, he's suffering from Anxiety disorders.

"Why won't you reveal it to him? He's the only one you have left since your parents leave all the time," Yuuri asked. "It isn't right for you to keep such things from your family."

"I can't Yuuri-nii, he'll leave me if I do!" Hikaru said as he started over thinking. He then began to shake as Yuuri immediately came to his aid. "There there, I'm sure he won't do such a thing. Now take in deep breaths Hikaru," Yuuri assured. "Y-you think so?" he ask. "I know so."

Getting up from his crouching position, Yuuri continued "-Now continue writing on your Journal. If you want, tell me more about your feelings. Nothing said in this room will get out."

"Thanks Yuuri-nii, I guess my time is up. I"ll see you soon!" Hikaru said, bidding goodbye.

Yuuri smiled and sat on his seat. He checked his schedule and sighed. "Okay so Tamaki-kun and Hikaru-kun are improving. Karma-kun and Akashi-kun //RISE OF THE RED HEADS-slapped//are doing goood as well." The doctor sighed. This week has been quite stressful.

"Yuuri!"

He looked up and saw who called him. "If it isn't Viktor Nikiforov~"

Viktor giggled and took a seat. "Ne, what are we doing today?" He asked. "Counselling of course," Yuuri said with a small smile. He knew that Viktor didn't really enjoyed the sessions when Yuuri asked personal questions. "Again huh?" Viktor mumbled as Yuuri smiled sadly.

"To give you some motivation, wanna taste some pork cutlet bowls later?" Yuuri asked and Viktor's eyes sparkled in curiosity. Yes, he has heard about these katsudon meals that Yuuri was fond of. Not from the doctor himself but from his friend, Phichit. And yes, they exchanged numbers.

"On to the serious matters,  let's talk about your career," Yuuri said and Viktor visibly tensed. "Don't worry Viktor, I'll listen to everything you have to say," he assured.

The Russian male tool in a deep breath. He wanted to trust Yuuri. Don't misunderstand, he trusts  Yuuri as but not as much as he trusts Makkachin (get his point?).

"I'll try my best," he said at first then continued. "-In skating, you should always surpass everyone's expectations. Actually, that applies in everything that I do. Yes, there are rooms for improvement, but no rooms for mistakes."

Yuuri understood him. He knew how it felt to be pressured. To feel nervous, to the point that it's haunting you mentally. He's not writing notes. He doesn't write such notes when his patients are letting out their feelings.

He would learn and memorize them by ear, by heart. "I mostly feel shackled. I don't know how to love and live truly. When all eyes are on you, you can't help but feel shackled," Viktor said, sadness laced on his voice.

"I thank you for having the guts to express such things to me Viktor, at least we figured our our first step."

The said male looked at the doctor in curiosity. "What first step?"

"I'm going to focus on helping you in facing your own fears," Yuuri said proudly. "How exactly?"

"By letting you taste them yourself."

******

"Yuuri, I still don't get it! You're going to treat me by making me experience the same thing that made me like this?" Viktor said, pointing at his head. Yuuri nodded. As much as it sounded complicated, it was one of the solutions he came up with.

"Stop looking at me like that. C'mon let's get some pork cutlet bowls," The doctor said, locking up his room. Viktor followed him and they headed to the unknown destination.

"Yuuri, why are we at a onsen place?" The russian male wondered. "I thought we're going to eat katsudons?" He added.

"My family lives here," The ebony boy said and  opened the front door. "Tadaima!" He greeted and was returned with a simple "Okairin." From his mother.

"Okaa-san, This is my friend Viktor. Viktor, This is my mother," he introduced. Viktor gave his signature smile and Yuuri's mom beamed. "Oh good! I've just prepared some katsudons for you two," she said and rushed off to the kitchen.

Viktor's phone rang as he saw it was a message from his favorite triplets. "Excuse me for a while," he showed Yuuri his ringing phone as Yuuri just nodded. "Just meet me in the room two doors to the right later." 

Viktor smiled at him and nodded, as he accepted the call from the triplets. "Axel, Loop and Lutz, what do you have in store from me?" as one of the three snickered. "Well, Axel's calling Minako right now, and Lutz is sleeping. She'll be there and you'll get to meet her. Doesn't that sound great?" Loop beamed as Viktor was ecstatic, unable to meet the woman who pushed Yuuri to go ice skating and the one that taught him ballet.

The call ended soon enough and he stood there outside, thinking. Why has Yuuri never bothered talking about Minako before? Was he secretive? Didn't he trust Viktor? Was she his girlfriend?

As Viktor thought about Minako being Yuuri's girlfriend, he couldn't help but grip tighter on his phone.

A new feeling erupted into his chest. He didn't know what it was. It was aching his heart a little. But he decided to ignore it and went inside the house, getting in the door Yuuri told him to go to. "Viktor, you're back!" Yuuri beamed. The Russian male nodded absentmindedly as his eyes were fixed on the dish on the table. Yuuri saw his gaze and smiled. "That's a katsudon." as Viktor nodded, sitting down next to Yuuri.

Viktor dug in immediately, wanting to forget the new feeling that erupted in his chest, and he made the right decision for digging in. He was immediately engulfed in the pork cutlet bowl's delicious sauce, crispy pork cutlets and how soft the rice was.

Yuuri eyed Viktor, amused at the man's reaction.

After a couple bites, he ginned lopsidedly. "Vkusno!"

Yuuri just rested his arm on the table as he looked at he Russian male's reaction. But then, somebody banged on the door loudly. And when I say loud, it's fucking loud.

"Yuuri!" a feminine voice yelled as Viktor noticed Yuuri tense up. "M-Minako-sensei!" he replied as he opened the door.

Came in was a girl with brown hair. She wore plain day clothes and was absolutely frantic. She gaped at the scene.

Yuuri was standing there awkwardly as she saw Viktor Nikiforov himself there, eating a pork cutlet bowl she knew all too well.

"You haven't told me Viktor was with you!" Minako gripped on Yuuri's shoulders tight.

'Are they a couple?' Viktor pondered as he ate the pork cutlet bowl quietly now.

"I-I had no time!"

"You could've called me!"

More words were exchanged from them as Viktor absentmindedly ate his food, thinking: Has Yuuri forgotten about me already?

And the thoughts about Yuuri dating Minako and just thinking about Yuuri forgettng Viktor was in the room with him, he felt the aching feeling in his chest from a while ago come back.

'What the hell am I feeling?'

Viktor ignored it.

And he wouldn't buy the fact that what he was feeling was jealousy.

****

"Hello?"

"Hey. I can finally contact people again."

"Good for you."

"I know. Living under the rock, or staying away from society for a while, to find m inner peace, has been boring. I felt like an idiot just looking at the wall."

"Now that's interesting."

"Not. So, uh, when should we meet?"

"Aren't you a bit impatient?"

"W-What?! No... it's just I missed you and all... not that I don't miss my family and others."

"You're still the same, after trying to find your 'inner peace' that your doctor keeps on blabbering about."

"Shut up, idiot! When should we meet?"

"Tomorrow, if you want. At the same place, lunch time?"

"Sure. I'll see you."

"I'll see you too. And you know what?"

"What?"

"I missed you."

"Wh-What?! Um, I missed you too."