As the rain falls
Victor
Outside the clear night had turned to rain, pouring down upon Earths inhabitants. Rain drummed upon the roof of the house Yurio shared with his grandfather, though inside all was quiet, so much that the very drop of a pin would send the world shattering, spinning to the depths of oblivion. The storm that raged outside was matched by the swirling typhoon of emotions inside Victor. For only a moment he’d seen him. He was sure it was him, it had to be. Though he’d only glimpsed him for a moment, Victor was sure he’d seen Yuuri, only for him to be pulled away by Yurio. It seemed as if it were a dream, the once pudgy toddler had grown, his hair long and beautiful as ravens wing, he danced, new muscle peaking through his clothing. From the instant he laid eyes on him, Victor was enthralled by his beauty. Across from Victor, silently sat the fae, all too worried about Victors onslaught of questions.
“Was that really him…?” Victor asked, desperately seeking confirmation.
“yeah…It was Yuuri.” Yurio’s voice brought such a wave of calm over him, he’d nearly missed the panic in his eyes.
“He’s grown so much…” The longing in Victors voice nearly tangible as he spoke “Can I meet him?”
The tension in the room grew as Yurio fell silent. Victor knew Yurio had always been hard to read, but never more than now. The fae’s face deliberately hidden with his golden mess of hair. For Victor the time that passed seemed as if it had been lifetimes.
“No. The whisps sill don’t think he’s old enough.”
“He’s fifteen, Yurio, can’t I at least see him?” Pleading, he stood, his heart nearly bursting with longing.
“I don’t want to traumatize him, Victor. He still doesn’t remember, if you force it-those memories on him-“
“I would never force Yuuri to do that!”
Looking to the young fae, he’d never seen such emotion in Yurio before. Even from where he sat, Victor could feel the nearly tangible rage emanating from the other.He could see the fire that blazed within Yurio’s heart.
“You don’t understand, Victor! His…his heart is glass and I won’t let you tear it apart again!” The fae raged, grabbing Victor by his collar and thrusting him into the wall. “I won’t let you take away his smile. You are but one star in his galaxies. Do you even realize how lucky you to even exist alongside him-“
Inside of his mind something clicked and all at once Victor was hit with the true meaning of Yurio’s feelings for Yuuri. He loved him. For all his pettiness, yurio had abandoned his selfish desires for yuuri, caring for him and staying by his side through whatever troubles may plague him. With this realization, new emotions filled Victor. Jealousy, rage, and sorrow flooded him.
“you’re in love with him” Victor said, his whispered voice barely audible. It was more a declaration on Victors part than a question. The fae’s eyes widened, but before he could retort, Victor continued, “You will die, Yurio. Yuuri and I were created to balance each other, but you…You will grow old. You will fade from this Earth and Yuuri…yuuri will live. He will create stars and his laughter will resonate in the auroras. He must go on and You wouldn’t let him mourn you as a lover, would you?”
Victors words pierced the fae, cold and penetrating, they sunk to his heart. Releasing Victor he stepped away in disgust. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, you disgusting old man.”
“Let this rancid dream of yours go Yurio-“
“He’ll fear you. Once he remembers, and he will eventually. How can you ever hope to get close to the man you killed? You don’t deserve to breathe the same air as him. HE is all that is good and pure, and you’ve tainted that. You are a black spot among his memories.”
With that, Victor let his emotions loose, grasping the fae by his shoulders, hands shaking. Restraining himself, he let Yurio fall to the floor. After composing himself, Victor set to leave, giving him no kindness “let him go Yurio.” With that he left him, and though he tried to ignore it, Yurio’s broken sobs reached Victors ears. Of the typhoon of emotions inside Victor, pity had become the most prevalent. His heart ached for Yurio. Yurio whom would grow old and decrepit. Yurio whom could only love the boy he’d watched grow. Later he would apologize to yurio for his harsh words, but now…Now Victor let his tears fall, he cried for the pain Yuuri had and was to endure his hands, and he cried for yurio, for his heartbreak.