Victor

"We were in Sochi..." I begin, when Yuri murmurs in his sleep. I stop, and make sure that the blanket are arranged around Yuri comfortably.

"And as you know, several of us went to the International Mafia Union three years ago."

I pause

"I know that stuff. Hurry up and tell me something I don't know." Yurio huffs.

"You're extremely small and annoying. Did you know that?" I say smirking.

He rolls his eyes. "Are you kidding me! Stop being so distracted. I know what you're trying to do, you're trying to put off telling me the story!"

I smile guiltily... I was trying to put off telling him what happened three years ago...

"Ok... so. Where was I?"

"You didn't even start."

"Oh right. I forgot. So we were in Sochi for International Mafia Union."

"You already said that."

"Yep right. So we were there because it was the law that all Mafia groups had to go to the international."

Yurio nods his head. He and I are going to be going to the international this year. But it's later on the year.

"And of course when we were there, so was the Ninjas. At at that point, well we had a pretty bad reputation... and so nobody was talking to us. In fact, we were given a wide berth, cold shoulders, and death glares. Ice was rising in fame among the Mafia, and many people resented us for it. In fact, it got so bad, that at one point, the tension built up so much that it was us, Ice, against all the other Mafia groups... and it got so bad. And do you know what happened?"

Yurio snorts, "Of course not. I wasn't there remember?"

Ignoring him I continue. "We all pulled out our guns."

He laughs. "Of course you did."

"Anyways, it was us against everyone else, and there wasn't a lot of us, and a lot of everyone else. But what did we do? We held our ground, and did not back out even though we were clearly at a disadvantage." I say with some pride in my voice. "We were being overwhelmed when a raven haired man stepped up and yelled at people to stop. I remember exactly what he said. He said, ' what the HECK are you guys doing! Why are ganging up these people!!! They have done nothing wrong! Are you seriously going to tell me that you are willing to kill a person because they are better than you! Is it because you envy them?!? Well maybe if you pulled your head out of your ass, you would see why these ladies and gentlemen have gotten to where they are. It is simply because of their own hard work!' I remember him saying it so clearly. He stood in the middle of the shooting range, in no man's land yelling and reprimanding literally thousands of Mafias from around the world. But do you know what the most surprising thing was?"

Yurio shakes his head. It's that everyone actually listened to him!" I laugh remembering the expressions on everyone's face. It was really only until after Sochi that Ice got big, and it's all because of the boy laying in my lap right now. He made my group into who they are, he made me into the man I am today, and he made me fall completely head over heels for him.

Yurio looks at Yuri a little bit differently now... with more respect... yes what I see in those eyes is respect for this irreplaceable boy.

"But that still doesn't explain how he got shot." Yurio says confused.

I laugh. "Well, after Yuri stopped the whole shooting to be massacre. I thanked him, and asked him out-"

"Asked him out!!! Right away after meeting him. What are you trying to do?!? Let me guess he said no, you got mad, and then shoot him. Since it was a prototype bullet at the time, it caused memory lost."

I laugh. "No it was nothing like that. Can you believe that he actually said yes!!! I know right! Close your mouth Yurio, or else you'll catch flies. Anyways I brought him to a shooting range. It was there that I discovered what a different person Yuri is from when he's mad, and when he's not. He was really mad at the conference. But once at a shooting range. He was clumsy and cute." I stroke Yuri's  cheeks. "And anyways, when we got there, Yuri remembered that he forgot his gun, so I let him borrow mine. However, I forgot to take out my bullets, and Yuri accidentally shot himself. And since that was one of an earlier prototype type, Yuri had a higher built up immunity. So even though this is his first time being shot by the final bullet. It shouldn't take him as long as you guys took to wake up."

"So that's what happened between us 3 years ago. No wonder that's why I have a missing week of memory from the Sochi international. But guess being shot again helps rejog things a little bit." Yuri says sitting up, and turns to face me.

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A/n

Hello lovely human beans

The past from 3 years ago is revealed!!! How do y'all feel?

Anyways I started to reread my earlier chapters and I'm still cringing... I apologize for my spelling mistakes...

Ps I saw the comments on the last chapter about Otabek...I'm sorry that's this chapter wasn't about him... I plan to bring him in later on in the story.

Anyways next update in 2 days! I'm finally back home!

Peace out