Skip Beat 248

I don’t even know if I ever mentioned Skip Beat, but I’ve been reading it ever since my brother’s first girlfriend introduced me and that was ages ago. It’s quite amazing how little this manga developed story wise in this period of time.

skip_beat_44_8You see, when I stated reading Skip Beat, it must’ve been around 2005, so it’s been a long time. In these 12 years, I’ve read and finished so many manga while this is is one of the few that I’m actually still reading from this period of time. Skip Beat has easily always been the manga I’ve complained about the most about it’s speed of development story- and character-wise. The fun part is, I’ve also always been reading Detective Conan and there’s nothing happaning at all, very few instances when we had a bit of actual story, but it’s not much.

The difference is, Conan is designed very periodic, so we usually have a couple of chapters revolving around a case. The case is finished and we move onto the next one, so every few chapters we have some kind of resolve and we accomplish something. It’s a weekly manga, so it’s usually between a months or two before we finish one mini-arc.

Skip Beat drags on a lot more. First and foremost, it’s monthly and it’s not just monthly, it also has a very small page count for a monthly manga. You know, I’m used to the Fullmetal Alchemist type of monthly manga around 40 pages per chapter, sometimes even close to 50. Skip Beat has about 25-30 ish pages per chapter and as you can see: huge difference. Okay, this can be thanks to different art style, working conditions, health issues with the manga-ka, whatever, you know, there are many reasons why we skip_beat_78_25have less pages per chapter and if 25-30 works good for Nakamura, then that’s fine.

Unfortunately, Skip Beat has not exactly been the most regulary released manga on the planet, skipping a month here and there. Actually, it used to be released bi-weekly, which might be the reason why the page count is that low for a monthly release, and was moved to a monthly release a few years ago if I remember correctly. Which is fine, again. I’m sure there are reasons I don’t know about and I don’t have a problem with that.

Now take all what I’ve said so far about page count and not-as-regular-releases-as-we-would-like and add a painstakingly slow narrative to it – THIS is where it starts getting annoying. I swear to god, Akagami no Shirayukihime managed at least twice as much substance in 85 chapters than Skip Beat managed in 248 chapters. I constantly feel like we’re walking on the same spot without getting anywhere, as if we’re stiped to a conveyer belt or something.

We did make some progress over the time, no question. Kyoko went from hating love after being mistreated by Sho, to admitting to herself that she’s in love with Ren. She also developed into a capable actess, even though she’s still officlally an idol and head chef of the Love Me section, but I actually think she was surprisingly good right from the start. I skip_beat_241_4mean, she was never “bad” at acting, she had the talent all the time and impressed people all over the place even with her early works.

Thanks to the amazingly slow narrative, the mini-arcs in Skip Beat take years to finish, which can drag on a lot. For example: Kyoko was talking with Moko-san about the role of Momiji, that she’s currently auditioning for, 14 chapters ago – that’s 14 months, if a chapter was released every month during that time. I think the whole thing actually started even further back, but that’s already over a year and she still didn’t get the part just yet. It looks like she will get it very soon and Ren has come back from Guam earlier only to see a picture of Sho and Kyoko kissing, which is not that good, I guess…? I mean,  Ren is 21 years old currently and Kyoko is 17, which officially makes then illegal. Sho and Kyoko are of the same age, so at least Sho is not breaking the law.

Akagami no Shirayukihime has been dragging on a lot lately as well, because Shirayuki and Zen have been separated for a while now and I’m dying to see them together again. At least they’re an official pair, that’s much more than Skip Beat can claim to have. I’m also dying to know what Ren will give Kyoko as a White Day’s gift. He sent everyone a gift, except Kyoko and Yashiro mentioned months ago that he knows what Ren got for her, so I think it’s certain to say he got her something special and wants to give it to her skip_beat_219_8in person. That was, before he saw that picture of Kyoko and Sho kissing, which might delay thing a tiny bit… and by that I mean probably another half a year.

Yeah, that’s one way to keep your manga running, but apparently there’s still enough people interested, or Skip Beat would’ve suffered the same fate Bleach had and would’ve been axed. At least we still have a chance to see a proper end to this.

Best of 2016

Now that 2017 has arrived and is still in it’s baby shoes, I’d like to make quick list about my best manga, anime, game and movie of 2016. Last year I made this huge individual lists, but I’m not feeling well, so I’m going to keep it shorter. The same rules apply as last year:  on going franchises are allowed & also titles I’ve seen/read/played 2016 but premiered ealier are allowed as well.

Best Game of 2016

As for best game, unfortunately there was no Zelda this year, so no Zelda for best game either. Spoiler alert: Zelda will be best game of 2017. I’m actually very tempted to go with Super Metroid, even though it’s very old, but it’s so damn good. Even after so many years, it’s still such an amazing game and I haven’t played it on SNES back in the days, I played it first on the Wii U. However, if a 22 years old game is better than recent games, that would be sad, even if Super Metroid is one of the best games ever made.

So, what else to choose? I played Yokai Watch, which was nice. Bravely Second was very good as well and I also liked Legend of Legacy and Pokken. Unfortunately there’s no game like Xenoblade Chronicles X that stood out among the rest as much as XCX did (I still love this game, it’s fucking amazing), but I was positively surprised by Kirby Planet Robobot. I already liked Triple Deluxe, but Planet Robobot was even better. Kirby is doing good lately!

sun-moon-box-artEventually, I guess I have to go with Pokemon Sun/Moon for my game of the year 2016. When I first started the game I couldn’t help but wonder just how far the franchise has come in the past 20 years and I’ve been a part of it the entire time. They dared to change up the formula and it payed off. Even though Gen VII doesn’t have the best Pokemon designs (in my opinion), they’re fine and I love the concept of regional forms of old pokemon.

Best Movie of 2016

This is a hard one. I think I watched a lot of great movies in 2016. I loved Creed, The Hateful Eight, Rogue One, The Martian, Zootopia, The Danish Girl, Deadpool…. the list goes on. However, when it comes down to it, I guess two movies stood out and even though the winner is very clear, I’d love to point out the runner up, because it surprised me that much. The runner up is Southpaw and it surprised me, because I thought it’s just a Rocky-clone, but it’s not. I didn’t like all the decisions made in the story, but it’s more about a broken man who tries to fix his relationship with his daughter after his wife’s death and tries very hard to get her back, than it’s about boxing. He just happens to be a boxer. Yes, there’s a training montage and yes, it’s awesome. Also, kudos to Jake Gyllenhaal, I think he did a great job.

Now, for my movie of the year, it’s easily Whiplash. Why didn’t I see this movie earlier? whiplashIt’s so intense, it caught me completely off guard. I heard it was good, but damn it was downright amazing. It climbed right into the league of best movies I ever watched. It’s clever, dramatic, cruel, intense, strong characters and an awesome soundtrack. If you haven’t watched it: go watch it.

Best Anime of 2016

For me, 2016 was a good year for anime. Lot’s of shows I enjoyed: Akagami no Shirayukihime Season 2, Haiyku Season 2+3, Hai to Gensou no Grimgar, Soma Season 2, Battery, Bungou Stray Dogs, Noragami, 3 gatsu no Lion, Fune wo Amu, Udon no Kuni no Kiniro Kemari.

I don’t think it comes as a surprise when I say, my personal anime of 2016 was, easily, Yuri!! On Ice. I just jumped into the fandom and was going along with the hype. It was gaylicious, it was fun, it was one hell of a ride and I don’t think I’ve been that much into an anime ever since Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood. This doesn’t mean, it’s as good as FMA:B, I don’t like some of the decisions in episode 11 and 12, but it’s just breathtaking yuri-on-ice-02-6how episode 10 suddenly made the entire anime look in an entirely different way. Awesome plot twist right there. Also, as cheesy as it sounds, Yuri!! On Ice really did make history: it boldly portrayed a homosexual relationship in a world without discrimination as something entirely normal and it was done so incredibly well. I’ve hardly ever seen heterosexual relationships done that good and Yuri!! On Ice simply takes it to an entirely different level. We need more romance like that, we need more couples like Victor and Yuri and we need more media open enough towards homosexuality to treat it completely normal. It should not be that big of a deal to have a same sex couple treated like that. I hope, someday, our world can be as understanding and open towards homosexual relationships and other kinds of sexuality as the world in YOI is.

Best Manga of 2016

This is easily the hardest choice. First of all, I completely forgot what I read this year. I mean, besides the usual suspects. Some manga I’d like to point out are Vinland Saga, Skip Beat, Our Relationship is…, Piano no Mori, Until Death Do Us Part, Chihayafuru, Arte, Shounen Oujo, Do Da Dancin’, Kounodori, Nijiiro Days, Vagabond and Shinobi Quartet. Once again, I’d like to point out two manga more. The first one is 10 Dance. I’m a sucker for sportsmanga and ballroom dancing is so amazing. Maybe it’s because I learned it before and actually do know how to dance (not competitively, but at least I don’t make a fool out of myself at weddings), but I love manga about ballroom dancing and the two I enjoy the most are 10 Dance and Ballroom e Youkoso (after more than a year on hiatus, it’ll finally be back in just a few days and we’ll also get an anime, awesomesauce).

The story of 10 dance is rather simple, but I can’t help but love seeing the two Shinyas dacing together. It looks so good, the dancing itself is just awesome and it doesn’t hurt they boys are damn sexy and their personalities are so different it’s fun seeing them working their shit out together. I’m super thrilled the manga is published ihn my country 181140lnow, too.

As for manga of 2016 I’m going with a manga I’ve just recently discovered, but I absolutely fell in love with it and hope it’ll continue doing well. After just 8 chapters there’s not that much story yet and I’m guessing it’ll stay on the lighter side, but it’s a cute romance and I really need that right now: Otonari Complex. It’s cute, it’s light, it’s well done. Nothing of the huge big title like Whiplash in my movie section, but a manga that made an impression and I think it could become something like Lovely Complex, but that’s yet to see.

Yuri on Ice Finale (ep 12)

victor-is-loveAnd with this, the gaylicious ride that was Yuri on Ice, is officially over. And what a ride that was: fun, crazy, gay, beautiful, Victor-you-damn-perfect-human-being, medelas, rings – what 12 episodes those were.

Now that it’s over I’m a bit confliced. I was pretty sure Yuri was meant to win gold and retire at the peak of his career. He wanted to retire for a year now, repeated numerous times thoughout the episode and the GPF gold was the one declared goal. Neither happend, though.

My theory includes the ending has been sacrificed in favor of a second season. I’m relatively sure Yuri was supposed to win, retire and live happily ever after with Victor. Well, he’s still living with Victor, that one worked out, the rest…. not so so much. Having Yuri loose by 0.12 points is downright cruel. He got the world record, which is awesome, but not the gold medal, which is annoying. Also, Victor making a comeback at his age and wants to train Yuri at the same time is pretty much insane, so that’s another sore thumb in my chest.

I mean, Victor skating? I’m all in, but he’s pretty old for top level competitive sport and yuri-on-ice-finale-victor-crytraining someone else at the same time is more or less impossible, realistically speaking. This anime has been pretty much stuck with realistic competitions so far, or until the real life short program world record was beaten my 8 points at least (I’m still a bit sour over that, because I think that’s a bit too much). Well, I guess I just have to live with that and at least we’re having Yuri and Victor train together in Russia now – whatever that may turn into.

The one thing I asolutely loved to death about this episode was the pair skate. I was dreaming of a pas de deux since episode one and I was literally screaming of joy when they pulled it off! And it was so beautifully done, too. The contrast to Victor’s original performanc was stunning: not only were they wearing blue and red costumes, they also wore silver ornaments – after Yuri won silver at the GPF. When Victor won the world championships, he wore golden ornaments. The song was originally a solo, yuri-on-ice-finale-victor-and-yuribut now it was a duet. Furthermore, when Yuri starts off alone, everything is blue – cold and lonely-, but as soon as Victor enters, everything turns magenta – warm and happy- while they dance together. I would’ve loved to see them training for that, because they even included some lifts, but since they had barely enough time to show the character development properly, that’s really too much to ask.

Overall, it was a great anime. Very short and rushed, they barely had enough time to squeeze Yuri’s character development in between all the competitions, but still pretty good. I would’ve liked if it was 24 episodes and more detailed on the characters, but nobody could’ve imagined the show turned into such a huge hit and is now even getting a second season that was never planned.

My personal favorite part of this anime is not Victuuri, not the pair skate, not the kiss, none of those things. My favorite part of this anime is the society in this world, that accepts a homosexual relationship without any second thought. A world where everyone can love whoever they want is a truly wonderful world to live in and one I wish we could see in real life as well. I think Yuri on Ice set a bold statement by showing off a world like this where love is universal and all types of love are equally accepted. It’s not about men and women, it’s simply about love and nothing else and everyone just accepts this fact. This is wonderful and while many people have been arguing Yuri on Ice made history by including a homosexual pairiung into a non-BL sportsanime, I think what they really made history with is how normal this relationship was portrayed.

Overall, I guess I give this anime a very subjective 8/10. It could’ve been a 10/10 judging by yuri-on-ice-pair-skatehow much fun I had with episode 1-10, but episode 11 and 12 really went down into a direction I didn’t like in favor of a second season. Yuri on Ice was gayliciously awesome and even though I’ve been criticizing the decision to alter the ending in favor of a second season, I hate to admit I can’t wait to see said second season.

Yuri on Ice Episode 10

I know, I know, episode 10 has been out for a while, BUT after I desperately needed to write a fanfiction I’m now ready to write a reasonable blogpost. As reasonable as a blogpost about Yuri on Ice can be.

After frist watching the episode, I though it was 100% fanservice and I was 100% wrong. Yes, this episode was meant to manifest Yuri’s self-esteem and set him up into the right mind to win the Grand Prix Final, but above everything else episode 10 was about Victors background. People have been wondering why he came to become Yuri’s coach and a good portion of them assumed he had ulterior motives. A popular fan theory also included him only doing it for fun, because he was bored and I have to admit: that’s not too farfetched.

After episode 10, Victor shines in an entirely new light. A much more tragic one. I mean, what kind of background do you expect from a 5-times Grand Prix Final winner? From someone who won everything there is to win in his sport and is so much better than his competitiors that he’s called a living legend, what kind of background do you expect? Nothing and Victor told us just that: he hasn’t lived or loved for the past 20 years and that is, because figure skating was his entire life for that time period. It HAD to be for Victor to become that good, even if he was a born prodigy.

So, for 20 years he did nothing but skate. Then, at the banquet of the Sotchi GPF, he meets drunken Yuri who pulls him into a dance battle and let’s him experience probably the most fun evening he’s had in decades. In other words, Yuri showed him life outside of figure skating and even makes very bold moves at him later on by grinding his hips against Victor’s and asking him to come to his parent’s inn and be his coach. He showed him love and Victor immediately responded: you can pinpoint the exact second Victor crushed on Yuri.

To sum it up: Victor has had a crush on Yuri ever since the banquet after the Sotchi GPF. If you think that’s all there is to it, and it’s already incredibly cute to know Victor has been in love with Yuri all this time, think about the consequences. Yes, it’s cute that Victors has been in love with Yuri for so long and, yes, they were meant to happen, but rewatch the early episodes and keep in mind Victor assumes Yuri could remember what happend at the banquet.

Is it clicking now? The entire time when we all though Victor was just being Victor and was having fun, he was not. Victor, ever since episode 1, has been dead serious about everything he did. He was hitting on Yuri full force puposely, because Yuri was making moves on him at the banquet and Victor assumed Yuri was interested in a romantic relationship. And while Victor was assuming Yuri remembered the banquet and his actions towards him, Yuri was constantly misunderstanding Victor’s advances and was rejecting Victor. Victor has been rejected by his crush for months and had no idea why.

Am I the only one who thinks this is incredibly sad? Nobody deserves this. When Victor was crying after Yuri rejected his offer to sleep together, that wasn’t because Victor was being overly dramatic, but because he was genuinely sad his crush rejected him. He offered being his boyfried and least twice, I think, once at the beach and once at the Cup of China and he meant it.

I feel very sorry for Victor and what he had to go through. It would’ve been a whole damn lot easier, of Yuri remembered the banquet. However, my point is, after knowing that Yuri is the one who gave Victor a new life with his possibly first real love a year ago, Victor’s entire behavior suddenly has a very different meaning. He didn’t have any ulterior motives, he didn’t want to take advantage of Yuri and he didn’t do it for fun: he did it out of love and since Victor has had probably never experienced this kind of real love before, it must’ve been overwhelming him and please don’t forget he assumed Yuri was on the same page as he was, while he actually wasn’t. Being rejected by Yuri on a constant basis must’ve hurt so damn much. On the other hand: being together with Yuri the way he is now, probably means so much more to him than we can imagine.

Something about Fanfiction II

… or: me petpeeving again.

For part one, it’s here: Something about Fanfiction

Yes, I’m back into fanfiction thanks to the gloriously gay and amazingly sparkly Yuri on Ice and with that comes my general annoyance by certain things writers tend to do. Before we take a huge bite out of the cake of crap, I would like to point out something I recently discovered and that I just absolutely love: soulmark fanfictions.

Soulmark fanfictions revolve around the idea soulmates exist and every pair of soulmates has a matching pair of soulmarks to identify them as such. Sounds cheesy, cliche and hopelessly romantic? Hell yes. Do I enjoy it nonetheless? Fuck yeah. However, I have to add I enjoy it in Yuri on Ice in particular, that is because the relationship between Yuri and Victor is so natural I can totally picture them as being meant for each other.

Yuri on Ice in general walks a very fine line between beeing the cutest thing ever and the biggest cliche ever. Somehow, even though it has it all to be as sassy and cheesy and disgustingly unrealistic, it’s the exact opposite. Victor and Yuri are meant for each other and I believe it. Therefore, soulmark/ -mate fanfictions fit.

Now, let’s get to the bad stuff. Why do so many people think it’s a good idea to convey a character’s feelings by writing out their thoughts as if they were talking silently to themselves inside of their brains? Maybe I’m just incredibly abnormal, but I don’t really talk to myself in my brain. Well, maybe the occasional: “Damn, I’m supid” but that’s about it and even that often ends up vocalized. Chances are high, if you try to remember the last time you found yourself conciously telling “OMG, I didn’t just say that!” you’re not going to remember anything, because there’s nothing to remember. That’s simply not how our brain works.

The thing is, when we do something wrong, we know we did something wrong, but we usually don’t put it into words unless we’re going to say them. Again: unless I’m just incredibly abnormal for not conciously talking to myself inside of my brain. When someone tells you he’s in love with you, there’s no voice in your head that goes “OMG! Did he really just say he loves me?” That’s just not happening, even though you probably are overwhelmed and in disbelieve and this is exactly what’s going throught your brain, but you don’t put it into words. Look: this is your brain. You don’t need to tell your brain what your feelings are right now, your brain is the control center of your body it knows what you’re feeling without being told.

To make a long story short, talking to yourself in your head the way you would be talking to another person, is so unnatural, because this is you. You don’t need to tell yourself about what’s going on inside of yourself, because this is you and you already know all that without putting it into worlds. Therefore, every time I read something like that, it’s quite literally making my toenails roll up. If it doesn’t belong into your head, it doesn’t belong into the heads of your characters in your fanfiction. … if we’re talking about people in a state of mind that would be generally accepted as “normal”.

As for the reason why I think so many people do it, sometimes to the extent they’re giving thoughts their own quotation marks to differentiate them from outspoken conversations, I think it’s probably just the easy way out. It’s short and it’s very much on point and that’s the problem. In my first fanfiction-rant-thingy I was talking about the need of desciption. You’re not telling a story, if you’re just stating facts after facts. Unless you’re writing a stage play, you need to describe.

And yes, it’s perfectly fine to put your character’s thoughts into words, how else would you convey them to your readers? There’s just such a HUGE stylistic difference between writing: “Did he just say he loves me?” and “She stood before him in utter disbelieve, his words still ringing in her ears. Never did she imagine, even in her wildest dreams, the day would come when he would confess his love for her.” Are you noticing that difference? Isn’t it  cristal clear?

If you want to write a fanfiction, you need to be aware of the fact that you are telling another person (aka the reader) a story. There’s a connection between the author, the reader and the story. Imagine it as a triangle. It doesn’t matter what kind of narrative form you choose, if you’re going for a third-person narrator who stands above everything and knows everything about every character, or if you’re going for a first-person narrator who’s one of the characters of your story and only knows about himself. These are the two most common narratives you find in not just fanfiction, but also in novels.

You, as the author, give the narrator your voice to tell your reader the story you thought of. You can tell the reader about the feelings of your characters, that’s perfectly fine: “She knew she was wrong.” However letting the character tell to himself what he is feeling, as if he was talking to another person in direct speech inside of his head, that’s just wrong on so many levels.

Of course, like ever, there are situations where it’s okay to write like that. However, the rule of thumb is: whatever you do, is okay for your characters to do. Try to think when you talk to yourself in direct speech and if you do so in your brain or if you vocalize it. Chances are you vocalize it. In most cases, we’re writing stories about humans. You are human, you are the best example, try to write what you would do and if you notice this is something you never do, like talking to yourself in your head as if you were talking to another person, then just find another way to express whatever you were about to write. Instead of using direct speech, use indirect speech or descibe.

I hope I was able to convey what I was trying to say about this and why I think this is one of the big no-goes so many people are guilty of doing.

Yuri on Ice ep 8

This blogpost will mainly focus on the main couple, because contratry to the big majority of the fandom, I think it did Victuuri amazing justice as a couple and did not lack, like many other people believe.

Finally, the follow up after the infamous episode 7 has arrived and the fandom… was initially mostly disappointed. Or let’s say the yaoi fans in the community were severly disappointed. I saw this comming so much, I can’t even tell you how amused I am. And a tiny bit mad, because I’ve read many comments with complains about “lack of Victuuri”, when, in fact, this episode was full of Victuuri. BL fans were going into this episode with the question how they were going to make this episode even gayer than last. The real question was, however, how Victor’s and Yuri’s relationship will continue now.

I think we need a little excursus into the world of Boys Love. Anime is an industry, that means, it wants money by entertaining you. In other words: anime will give you what you want to get your money.That’s why in so many cases movies, TV-series, even games and books, they play it save rather than trying something new. The BL fandom is obsessed with sexual love. Form my experience, there’s a lot more stories about glorified rape out there than actual healthy and functioning relationships, which is why I absolutely detest genre standards and bestsellers like Jujou Romantica and ususally try to find stories like Seven Days, but these are much rarer.

Now, we have Yuri on Ice, which is not yaoi. People were confused and asking who the seme and the uke is, because Yuri was acting rather bold in the tie-scene, but they always forget: Yuri on Ice is not yaoi, it does NOT live off sexual love. It purposely avoids common BL genre standards. It’s a sportsanime that happens to feature a same sex couple and it treats it’s main couple just like that: a normal couple that happens to be of the same sex. Of course we all know there’s a lot of different kinds of couples and heterosexual as well as homosexual couple comes in many diffrent varieties. Everyone will agree that the kind of relationships we’re presented in pornography are not normal, because relationships are not just about sex. Sex is part of a relationship (not all, though), but it’s not all of the relationship.

Surprisingly, or unsurprisingly, a lot of BL fans think these super-sexualized relationships build on physical intercourse and a lot f times build on rape, are normal and not jut for this genre, but for same sex couples in general, because that’s primarily what media is presenting us on a daily basis and they’re doing this, because the fans want it that way.

Yuri on Ice goes a different route and I can only laugh at the people being disappointed nobody cared about the kiss, because there is nothing to care about, but the kiss had a huge impact nonetheless. Many fans were angry this episode was not gay enough, but I say, it was even gayer than the last. There was no big build up, no overcome-by-emotions driven kiss and no big drama, but that was aleady impiled in the last episode, when Victor pointed out he was going back to Russia was Yuri’s Coach. Victor was already doing damage limitation and he was continously doing it thoughout episode 8.

Epsiode 8 had much more of these little Victuuri highlights and no big drama and the reason is very simple: Victor and Yuri are now in a relationship. Even though the anime didn’t show it, a few weeks of time has passed between these  episodes and Yuri and Victor sorted out their relationship in that time, therefore there’s no reason to talk about the kiss from ep 7 anymore. Contrary to most stereotypical BL relationships with very distinctive roles, Victor and Yuri are both very equal, now that Yuri is comming out of his shell more and more. Victor still seems to be the overall more active and dominating part, but he encourages Yuri to be more bold and loved Yuri taking control.

I just absolutely loved how Yuri has 100% more selfesteem now. I was always under the impression Yuri didn’t like competitions, but this was the first time he truly enjoyed himself at a competition. He looked like someone lifted a huge weight off his chest. He has no problems with competitions whatsoever, he just crumbles under pressure a lot, he can’t deal with big expectations that well, but he learned to have faith in himself and there’s someone who’s supporting him no matter what, so the entire situation seemed to be much more stress-free for Yuri – even though he had entire Russia against him for stealing “their” Victor away from the ice. Instead of cracking under the pressue, he tackled it head it and that’s a HUGE leap of character development for Yuri.

Thoughout the entire episode Victor and Yuri were having a damn lot of fun and this good time, laughing, giggling, doing silly stuff like kissing Yuri’s skates after a successful short program, was a wonderful portayal of their relationship. Unlike most of BL media that primarily focusses on the sexual part of the relationship, Yuri on Ice focusses on the carefree and fun part of a relationship. You know, when most people who’re about to marry say they’re going to marry “their best friend”, it’s just like that. Of course you are intimate and you get into arguments and you get embarrased every once in a while, but being in a relationship should mean there’s a lot of fun on a daily basis and you’re having a good time with your partner. Yuri and Victor were having a damn good time with eath other, they’re truly enjoying their current relationship status and it’s obviously still in early stages, but it looks 100% healthy and normal.

I said somewhere Victor was going damage limitation and what I mean with that is also one of the reasons we probably didn’t see much more smexy stuff. Victor, even though he can behave like a silly child, is the more experienced person when it comes to relatioships and I think it’s a safe bet to say he’s experienced with same sex relationships as well and understands what that means. As sad as it is, homosexual relationsips are still very much frowned upon by many people all over the world. Russia in particular is not the most gay friendly country either. After the kiss, Victor immediately said he was going back to Russia as Yuri’s coach. When he kissed Yuri’s skates, the announcer said Victor was overwhelmed with pride and joy and nobody seems to be having second thoughts after Victor kissed Yuri live on television just a few mere weeks ago. That’s not normal, my friends.

What I thought was very interesting, was when Victor was asked if he wanted to skate against Yuri in a competition. Victor smiled and changed the subject to Yurio immediately. My theory is that he’s probably very conflicted. As a profressional first rate figure skater, he would probably love to compete against Yuri, after he’s gotten rid of his problems now. If Victor goes back to figure skating, he’s going back to Yakov, that’s save to say. For Victor, Yakov is the only coach, he said it numerous times and has nothing but respect for the man. The problem: without Victor as his coach, Yuri would probably retire from competitions. I can’t see him going back to Celestino and I can’t see him going to train under Yakov either. In other words, I’m 95% sure, for Victor going back into competitions would mean seperating from Yuri (even if Yuri, by some miracle, decides to train under another coach and continues) and Victor doesn’t want that.

He can’t tell the media all this stuff, though: “Oh, I would love to, but I don’t want to leave my boyfriend whom I’m madly in love with.” That’s a bad idea, especially in Russia. Victor knows that, he’s been into this business long enough and he knows the media and his home country well enough. That’s why I think Victor is trying to lessen the damage of their freshly-in-love-couple-behavior much more than Yuri, who happily goes along with everything Victor does without a second thought.

Liebe (Yuri on Ice fanfiction)

Es war dunkel. Durch die Fenster des Hotels schien das künstliche Licht des nächtlichen Pekings und tauchte das Hotelzimmer des Eiskunstläufers in blasse Gelb- und Rottöne. Das Zimmer befand sich hoch genug, um dem allgegenwärtigen Lärm der Großstadt zu entkommen, zumindest solange die Fenster geschlossen blieben.

Es war ein seltsamer Tag gewesen, der von dem Augenblick an, als Yuri nach einer langen schlaflosen Nacht unter ächzenden Gliedern aufstand und sich mindestens 50 Jahre alt fühlte, bis jetzt nicht wirklich besser geworden war. Es war ein Tag gewesen mit vielen Hochs und Tiefs, um ehrlich zu sein mit mehr Tiefs als Hochs und er hatte Yuri absolut ausgezehrt. Die psychische Belastung, die physische Belastung, die Interviews, das Licht, das Eis, Victor, Phichit, die Medien, Kiss and Cry und alles unter massivem Schlafmangel und einer zwischengeschobenen Heulsession.

Zu sagen es war ein schwerer Tag gewesen, war eine gnadenlose Untertreibung.

Und dennoch konnte Yuri nicht schlafen. Die Müdigkeit hatte ihn längst eingeholt, er fühlte sich wie durchgekaut und ausgespuckt, um es adäquat zu formulieren. Mental völlig am Ende, die Füße geschwollen, pochend vor Schmerz. Dennoch wollte der lang ersehnte Schlaf nicht kommen, trotz wunderbar weichen Kissen, die sich einladend um Yuris Körper schmiegten und ihm wohlwollend den Weg ins Land der Träume zu erleichtern versuchten.

Yuri hatte Angst. In dem Augenblick, als es passiert war, konnte er an nichts denken, sein Kopf war leer gewesen, genauso wie die Zuschauer in der Halle, inklusive Presse, verschwunden waren. In diesem einen Augenblick gab es nur ihn und Victor. Und das harte Eis, an dem sich Victor wahrscheinlich die Ellenbogen und Knie aufgeschlagen hatte. Ein Augenblick so surreal wie der ganze Tag. Ob es an dem Schlafmangel gelegen hatte konnte Yuri nicht sagen, aber der Tag wirkte für ihn immer noch eher wie ein Ausschnitt aus einem Film als aus seinem Leben.

Yuri rollte sich vorsichtig auf die linkte Seite, sein Rücken schmerzte, der Hintern beschwerte sich ebenfalls. Das Eis war hart gewesen, auch für ihm, wäre er mit dem Hinterkopf aufgeschlagen, hätte er eine Platzwunde davon tragen können. Das Eis war gefährlich, aber er liebte es dennoch. Lange Zeit dachte er, dass er einfach nicht in der Lage war Liebe für andere Menschen zu empfinden, er fand sich damit ab.

Victor war anders, er schien alles und jeden zu lieben und lachte fast ständig. Doch im Laufe der Zeit, die Yuri mit seinem exorbitanten Coach verbrachte, lernte er das Lachen und Lächeln seines Trainers auseinander zu halten. Er bemerkte, wenn Victor eine Show abzog und er liebte die große dramatische Show. Er erkannte sofort, wenn seine Freundlichkeit nur gespielt war und das war sie oft.

Victor schien alles und jeden zu lieben, doch am meisten liebte er sich selbst. Yuri war schon immer beeindruckt gewesen von seiner Ausstrahlung, seiner absoluten Dominanz auf dem Eis, ein wahrer Künstler seines Faches und Yuri war überzeugt davon, dass es keine Person auf diesem Planeten gab, die auch nur annähernd so elegant und von beeindruckender Schönheit war.

Victor war wie eine Rose, die auf dem Eis ihre wahre Schönheit offenbarte, doch wenn man nicht aufpasste, bohrten man sich spitze Stacheln in seine Hände.

Es klopfte an der Tür. Yuri ging die Optionen durch: Phichit – vermutlich zu betrunken von seiner Siegesfeier. Chris – vermutlich gerade mit irgendwem, irgendwo in irgendeinem Bett. Vic… „YURI!“ Victor. Gut gelaunt wie immer. Yuri schielte zu seiner Silbermedaille rüber. Er musste einsehen, dass er das beste aus den gegebenen Umständen herausgeholt hatte. Zufrieden war er dennoch nicht: ein Touchdown, eine Overrotation, ein Fall. Er hätte gewinnen können, auch mit den vierfachen toelopp. Dass sein bester Freund gewonnen hatte, freute Yuri dennoch. Er war nicht angetreten, um den Cup of China zu gewinnen, sondern um den Grand Prix Final zu gewinnen.

Er klopfte wieder, Victor wurde unruhig, aber Yuri wollte ihn nicht sehen und tat so, als würde er schlafen. Wenn sein Coach vor der Tür noch lange so ein Theater veranstaltete, würde er vom Personal wegen Ruhestörung bald abtransportiert werden.

Dann klickte die Tür offen und Yuri sprang mit vor Schock geweiteten Augen auf und starrte ungläubig in das gut gelaunte Gesicht von Victor. „Yuri, du kannst mich doch nicht aussperren!“

Yuris Gesichtsausdruck änderte sich binnen Sekunden von Schock zu genervt: „Ich habe geschlafen.“ „Nein, hast du nicht.“

Yuri verdrehte die Augen. Es waren Momente wie dieser, wenn er Victor am liebsten vor die Tür setzten würde. „Aber ich hätte schlafen können.“

Er ließ sich wieder auf der Bett fallen und bemerkte, dass sich Victor zu ihm auf die Bettkante setzte. Er hatte seinen Anzug ausgezogen, stattdessen trug er Jeans und ein einfaches Shirt. Er hätte auch einen Kartoffelsack tragen können und darin schön ausgesehen. Yuri seufzte. Victor war eine Rose, er selber bestenfalls ein Stiefmütterchen.

„Ich bin sehr stolz auf dich, Yuri!“ Ein Grinsen, ein sehr breites. „Ich hätte nicht gedacht, dass du für mich den Quad Flip springst.“ Es sah so anders aus, als das was Yuri nach dem Kuss aus dem Eis gesehen hatte. So ein Lächeln hatte er noch nie zuvor bei Victor gesehen. Es war das erste mal gewesen, dass er ein wirklich ehrliches und ernst gemeintes Lächeln bei ihm gesehen hatte. Keine Show, kein herumalbern. Yuri hatte Angst davor sich die Aufzeichnung des ganzen Stunts anzusehen, den sich Victor da geleistet hatte, denn er wusste, dass er sein Lächeln erwidert hatte. Live. In die ganze Welt.

Yuri spürte, wie ihm die Röte ins Gesicht stieg. Ohne Victor zu antworten, drehte er sich weg von ihm und vergrub sein Gesicht in einem Kissen. Victors Grinsen wurde noch breiter, Yuri wusste es ohne hin zu schauen, und der Russe begann auf dem Bett auf und ab zu hüpfen, bevor er seine Arme weit ausbreitete, als wolle er die ganze Welt umarmen.
Anstatt der Welt, umarmte er aber Yuri. Eine Angewohnheit, die im Laufe der Monate stetig zugenommen hatte. Victor hing ständig auf Yuri in irgend einer Art und Weise und Yuri konnte sich keinen besseren Reim darauf machen, als dass Victor nun mal Victor war. Victor war speziell, selbst für einen exzentrischen Europäer.

Mit Victors Atem in seinem Nacken kehrte eine Augenblick der Ruhe ein und Yuri negann die Optionen “rausschmeißen” oder “einfach die Nacht so zu verbringen” gegeneinander abzuwägen.

„Yuri…“ seine Stimme war leise, ungewohnt tief und rau, sie jagte einen Schauer über Yuris Rücken. „… es tut mir Leid.“

Die Zahnräder in Yuris müdigkeitsgeplagtem Hirn knarrten. Er blinzelte in die Nacht hinein: „Huh?“ „Ich hätte dich nicht zum weinen bringen dürfen. Das tut mir Leid.“ „Was?“ Yuri klang ungläubig.

„Ehrlich!“ versicherte Victor, immernoch seltsam ernsthaft, aber das interessierte Yuri nicht wirklich: „WAS?“

Hastig befreite er sich aus Victor Armen und rappelte sich auf, so dass er auf seinen Knien stand und auf Victor hinab schaute, der ihn jetzt wiederum sehr verblüfft anstarrte mit unschuldigen Augen, wie die eines Kleinkindes. Kein Wunder, dass er den Ruf eines Playboys hatte.

„Du hast mich vor dem gesamten Stadion live on camera auf der ganzen Welt ge…küsst,“ das Wort kam ihm nur schwer über die Lippen, sein Schädel glühte, „und du entschuldigst dich, weil ich wegen deiner Idiotie geheult habe?“

Es vergingen die Sekunden. Victor blinzelte. Einmal. Zweimal. Dann zuckte er mit den Schultern. „Der Kuss tut mir auch nicht Leid.“

Yuri blieb der Mund offen stehen. Victor sah aus, als wäre es ihm vollkommen egal gewesen, doch als er bemerkte, dass Yuri nicht so schnell aus seiner Schockstarre heraus kam, stand er ebenfalls auf und sah Yuri direkt in die Augen. Er legte seine Arme lässig auf Yuris Schultern und setzte zu einem zweiten Kuss an, doch bevor sich ihre Lippen berührten, stieß Yuri sein ewiges Idol von sich.

Victor war Victor. Normale Maßstäbe konnte man nicht ansetzten, aber dennoch hielt Yuri es nicht aus, wie leichtfertig Victor Intimitäten verteilte. Erst als er als tief Luft holte, um Victor seine Meinung zu sagen, fiel ihm auf, dass er seinen Atem angehalten hatte: „NEIN!“ Das musste das ganze Hotel gehört haben.

„Yuri, ich…“ Victor verfiel in leichte Panik, als er Tränen in Yuris Augen sah. „Ich hasse es, wenn du das tust, Victor!“

„Bitte?“ Victor konnte ihm nicht folgen und konnte in seiner Hilflosigkeit nichts tun. Er hatte Angst, die Situation schlimmer zu machen, als sie sowieso schon war. Aber Yuri hatte der Kuss auf dem Eis doch gefallen, da war sich Victor sicher gewesen, als er Yuris Gesicht gesehen hatte mit einem Lächeln, das die Sonne hätte aufgehen lassen können. Und er wollte es wieder sehen.

Im Moment allerdings kämpfte Yuri mit seinen Tränen. War es Trauer? Wut? Erschöpfung? Victor verstand es nicht, er konnte sich schlecht in andere Personen hinein versetzten. Seit seinem Debut drehte sich die ganze Welt immer um ihn, aber zum ersten mal drehte sich Victors ganze Welt um jemand anderen. Er war vollkommen hilflos und gnadenlos überfordert.

Yuri senkte seinen Blick und atmete tief durch. „Man küsst niemanden aus Spaß. Das macht man nicht.“ Hätte er Victor in diesem Moment angesehen, so hätte er bemerkt, dass er ihm jetzt vollkommen verloren hatte.

„Yuri“, sprach er sanft und berührte sanft die Fingers des Japaners, während er fortfuhr, „ich habe das nicht aus Spaß getan.“ Sein Tonfall war ehrlich, sanft und ruhig, aber dennoch konnte und wollte Yuri ihm nicht glauben.
„Wie viele Leute hast du in deinem Leben geküsst?“ Die Frage war eine Herausforderung, Yuri wusste, dass Victor sie nicht beantworten konnte. Während seiner aktiven Zeit gab es fast wöchentlich neue Gerüchte über Victor und sein Liebesleben.

Victor seufzte und umarmte Yuris Torso, vergrub sein Gesicht in dessen Nachthemd. „Unzählige und tausendfach.“ Dann sah er zu Yuri nach oben, der ihn durch kalte Augen anstarrte. „Aber du bist etwas besonderes, Yuri.“

Yuri schüttelte geschlagen seinen Kopf und sackte in sich zusammen, war nun wieder auf einer Höhe zu Victor und murmelte leise in seiner Muttersprache: „いいえ.“

Auch wenn Victor kein Wort Japanisch sprach, wusste er genau, was Yuri gesagt hatte. Er hielt seinen Schützling weiterhin im Arm und überlegte sehr genau, was er als nächstes sagen wollte.

Er dachte einen Augenblick darüber nach Yuri aufzuziehen, dass er mit dieser Einstellung kein Grand Prix Finale gewinnen würde, das hätte dem fragilen Eiskunstläufer aber wahrscheinlich nur den letzten Todesstoß gegeben. Stattdessen erinnerte er sich an Yuris Worte, dass er mehr Vertrauen in Yuri haben soll als er es selber in sich hat und entschied sich für die simple Wahrheit: „Seit ich das Video im Internet gesehen habe, wusste ich, dass du etwas besonderes bist und seit ich dich kenne weiß ich, dass du der einzige bist.“

Yuri schluckte. „Und wa-warum hast du der Presse erzählt, dass es normal wäre jemanden zu… zu kü-küssen, wenn man sehr stolz ist? Und warum hast du so deutlich gesagt, dass du sich freust als mein Co-Coach nach Russland zurück zu gehen?“

Da war es wieder. Das gleiche Lächeln, das Yuri auf dem Eis gesehen hatte und dem sich Yuri nicht entziehen konnte. Zärtlich streichelte Victor ihm über seine Wange, ebenso sanft wie seine Worte über die Lippen rollten: „любимая моя“

„Was heißt das?“ Yuri konnte nur flüstern. Die Stille der Nacht hatte sie beide in eine Sicherheit gehüllt, von der er Angst hatte sie zu verlieren, wenn er zu laut sprach.

Victor antwortete nicht. Nicht mit Worten. Er nahm Yuris heiße Wangen in seine grazilen Hände und schenkte ihm das ehrlichste und liebevollste Lächeln, das er jemals einer Person geschenkt hatte.

Yuris Kopf war leer. Die Zeit bliebt stehen, wie sie es in der Eishalle getan hatte. Er hörte das Blut in seinen Ohren rauschen, doch ignorierte es, als Victor ihn ein zweites mal küsste. Auch diesmal schloss Yuri nicht die Augen, starrte nur geradeaus.

In der Eishalle waren sie eigentlich mehr gegeneinander gestoßen, als alles andere. Der Kuss war sehr hart gewesen, übermütig und augenblicklich vorüber. Dieser war anders, er war sanft, liebevoll und nicht mehr als ein Hauch, der sich auf Yuris Lippen gelegt hatte. Es dauerte einige Sekunden, bis er ihn unsicher erwiderte, zitternd und unerfahren. Yuri konnte fühlen wie Victor lächelte, es war das erste mal in seinem Leben, dass es ein Lachen spüren konnte.

Langsam löste sich Victor wieder von Yuri und sah ihn durch seine unbeschreiblich blauen Augen verliebt an. Yuri war wie verzaubert und lies sich auf eine innige Umarmung ein, und schenkte den minimalsten Kleinigkeiten Beachtung, bemerkte den fremden Herzschlag auf seiner Brust, genauso schnell wie sein eigener und den Duft des teuren Shampoos, das Victor benutze.

Als Yuri am nächsten Morgen aufwachte, konnte er sich nicht mehr daran erinnern eingeschlafen zu sein. Er nahm Victors Arme um seine Hüften wahr, den Oberkörper, der sich an seinen schmiegte und den heißen Atem auf seiner Schulter.

Die Röte kroch ihm wieder ins Gesicht, als er sich an vergangene Nacht erinnerte. Es war kein Traum gewesen, kein schlechter Scherz, aber ihm war seine größte Last vom Herzen gefallen. Yuri, der nie jemanden geliebt hatte und Victor, der von jedem geliebt wurde.

„Rose und Stiefmütterchen…“ murmelte er schlaftrunken sich sich hinein, ohne zu wissen, dass Victor schon wach war.

„Frangipani“ ertönte es hinter Yuri, der sich verwirrt zu Victor umdrehte und von einem federweichen Kuss begrüßt wurde. „Guten Morgen, любимая моя.“ „Ich weiß immer noch nicht, was das heißt.“ „Und das ist auch besser so.“ Victor stützte sich auf einen Arm und lies den anderen locker auf Yuris Hüfte liegen, während sich Yuri für einen Augenblick wunderte, wann sich der Russe ausgezogen hatte. Immerhin die Unterhose bedeckte gerade das nötigste, aber seinen roten Wangen half das nicht.

„Warum?“ fragte er schließlich. Victor erhob seine freie Hand von Yuris Hüfte, berührte mit seinem Zeigefinger dessen Stirn und ließ diesen langsam über die Nase zu den Lippen wanden, wo er inne hielt. „Weil das zu offensichtlich wäre. Besonders in Moskau.“

Victors liebestrunkener Gesichtsausdruck wurde ernster, als er Yuri fest in den Arm nahm. „Hör zu, die Presse darf hiervon nichts erfahren, okay? Albern und Blödsinn sind kein Problem, aber eine ernsthafte Beziehung schon.“

Es dauerte einige Augenblicke, bis die Verwirrung aus Yuris Gesicht der Erkenntnis gewichen war, worauf Victor hinaus wollte: „Weil du ein Mann bist.“ Man hatte Victor oft nachgesagt homosexuell zu sein, oder zumindest bisexuell, aber Yuri konnte sich nicht daran erinnern, dass Victor jemals tatsächlich mit einem Mann eine Beziehung geführt hatte. Zumindest nicht öffentlich oder offiziell.

Victor lachte auf und fiel in seinen gewohnt verspielten Tonfall: „Ist dir das erst jetzt aufgefallen? Dass ich ein Mann bin? Ganz schön spät, du verletzt mich, Yuuuuri~“ „Nein, nein!“, rechtfertigte sich der Japaner und rollte sich auf den Rücken, während er die Zimmerdecke gedankenverloren anstarrte. „Es ist nur so, ich habe bisher nie darüber nachgedacht. Es ist egal, ob du ein Mann bist, es ist einfach nicht wichtig. Victor ist Victor.“

Es herrschte ein Augenblick wohltuende Stille, bis Yuri etwas einfiel: „Was ist Fiangipani?“ „Frangipani“, verbesserte Victor, „ist eine Blüte. Ich finde, sie passt viel besser zu dir, als ein Stiefmütterchen. Die Frangipani besticht mit einfacher Schönheit und simpler Eleganz. Sie ist schnörkellos und wunderschön.“

Victor hielt inne, um Yuri diese Information verarbeiten zu lassen. Er konnte ihm ansehen, dass er nicht glaubte mir einer so schönen Pflanze vergleichen zu werden. Victor würde noch viel mentale Aufbauarbeit leisten müssen, aber er würde es gerne tun und konnte es kaum erwarten seine Frangipani erblühen zu sehen.

„Yuri, was bedeutet ‘Liebe’ auf Japanisch?“

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Anm.:

いいえ = nein

любимая моя = meine Geliebte (zu Frauen)