Yuri!! On ice- One Shots

Yurio x VolleyballPlayer!Reader- [Blond Asshole]

The bell rang- sharp and shrill in Yurio's ears. Papers rustled and feet shuffled as the other students shot up out of their seats. Yurio quickly followed suit. Class was over for the day, and he was eager to get to the ice rink. He rushed through the hall to his locker and entered the combination. At this point in the year he didn't even need to think about it, he barely needed to look at the lock. 

He shoved his homework into his bag, and slung it over one shoulder. He dashed down the hallway, taking a left to cut through the gym. He pushed open the door to find the volley ball nets already set up for practice. A lone girl was there in gym shorts, a t-shirt, and elbow and knee pads, on the other side of the net. You carried a volleyball, and looked up at Yurio with penetrating (color) eyes. 

You didn't look very exceptional, and Yurio doubted she was very good. Your (length) (color) was tied back in a ponytail, and you moved slowly. He rolled his eyes, and continued forward.

"Hey! This is practice! What are you doing?!" you asked, narrowing your eyes at him. 

"Just cutting through. Chill," Yurio said, and then murmured, "Practice? Pffft... some team I bet you've got, with some girl like you on it... You're so little..."

"Excuse me?!" you cried, enraged. Yurio's eyes widened, having not expected you to hear him. 

"Ah-"

"I'll prove I'm good! You watch!" you yelled, "HERE! SERVE!"

"Vat?! No way-"

"DO IT!"

"Okay... oof," Yurio caught the ball you whipped at him, it knocked the breath from his chest. He looked at you, surprised. He tentatively tossed the ball to the other side of the net. He was an Ice Skater, not a volleyball player.

You jumped and spiked the ball so hard it bounced off the floor and hit the ceiling, and then hit Yurio in the head. He fell to the ground, unconscious.

"Whoops..."

You stared at the boy for a moment in disbelief. You hadn't meant to hit him. Even if he had been a total jerk. You hurried over to him, and knelt beside him. You shook his shoulder, and a lock of light blond hair fell across his face. You bit your lip, how hard had you hit him?

You pulled him into a sitting position, and put one arm under his legs and another around his torso. You pulled with all of your strength, and with much difficulty you stood up with him in your arms. You staggered on your feet- Yurio being bigger than you and all- and stumbled towards the door.

"(Y/N)! What happened?!" a voice called behind you. It was your friend, (friend's name). You didn't look back, fearing you'd drop the teenage blond. 

"An accident! Tell coach I'll be late," you called, and nearly fell as you exited the gym. You hurried to the Nurse's office, which thankfully was only down the hallway. You swayed from side to side as you walked, falling to your knees in the doorway of the Nurse's office. 

The Nurse stood up and hurried over to help you with the boy. He was a tall muscular man by the name of Aleks Volkov. He had dark hair, and coached a few of the other teams at the school. He was also a nurse, which was funny because his appearance was the opposite of gentle and caring. But he really was. You had come to him before with plenty of (volleyball related) injuries before and he had been so nice and helpful. Not the type of Nurse that gave you Tums for a headache.

Without a word he scooped Yurio up and placed him gently on a bed on the other side of the room.

"What happened?"

"I hit him in the head with a volleyball," you said, turning red with shame.

"Whoa... you must have some arm. I'll check him over, and call his Grandpa," Mr. Volkov said, and you sat at Yurio's bedside stiffly. Mr. Volkov went to get some medicine or something, leaving the two of you alone.

"Y-you..."

Your head snapped towards Yurio, eyes widening.

"You proved it..." he said, looking up at you, "You hit me really hard... Is zat vat happened?"

He sat up, rubbing his head.

"Yes," you said, biting your lip. Mr. Volkov hurried over and began fussing over the blond boy, checking his head and looking for signs of a concussion.

"Really, I'm fine," Yurio insisted, swatting the man's arms away in irritation.

Mr. Volkov finally determined Yurio might have a very minor concussion, and gave him  Acetaminophen. Telling him to go straight home with his Grandpa- who Mr. Volkov called- and get some rest.

"Sorry about that..." you said, and walked him out of the Nurse's office.

"It's fine. Zat was some spike zoh, honestly," he said, with a laugh, "You're amazing."

He paused for a moment, as though not wanting to admit something.

"I should be ze one saying sorry. I insulted you," Yurio muttered, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"It's cool. Friends?" you extended a hand to him, and smiled.

He rolled his eyes, and shook your hand. You blushed at his touch.

The years went by, and indeed you had developed a soft spot for the blond asshole. The two of you went through high school. He skated. You played volleyball. The two of you teased each other and laughed. You fought often- you both had bad tempers, but always made up in the end.

"Hey Volleyball Girl? Will you-"

"Yeah, I'll marry you. You Blond Asshole."

Hey guys!! This One Shot was requested by Musicalluvsu. I hope you enjoyed! Sorry if it wasn't exactly what you had in mind. 

So next up is the Bonus Chapter that I will be posting tomorrow. And after that is a Phichit x Reader!! I can't believe I haven't done him yet! 

Thanks everyone for reading!! We're over 18k, and I'm SO EXCITED!!!!!! XD 

Does anyone else think that sexy Aleks Volkov the suave Nurse should appear more?