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Every day is exactly the same at the kiosk. Yuuri arrives at work, everyone passes by his booth on their way to catch the train and buys him something but no one really looks at him.
It is also true that every day that blond, tall, handsome and green-eyed man who fascinates him passes by. He doesn't know his name but he imagines it. He could be a lawyer, doctor or architect. From the fine clothes he always wears Yuuri can imagine that he has a wonderful and successful life.
Every day that alpha looks and smiles at him and every day he wishes Yuuri a good day.
When he does that, Yuuri Katsuki stops feeling invisible in the middle of the world. All because HE looks at him. All because HE smiles at him. All because HE knows he exists.
During those magical seconds Yuuri stops felling like a single, orphaned Omega and becomes one of the world. He feels HIS omega. Even though he doesn't speak to him... he just looks at him and smiles shyly.
Yuuri's orphanhood was not from birth. His mother Hiroko had died when he was eight years old and his father Toshiya had also died on cancer three years earlier. Now 25 years old, he felt that his life was full of solitude.
Little by little he was forgetting what a family was. Little by little the loneliness absorbed him.
The only "borrowed" family he still had was made up of all those vendors from the kiosks on the sides. Sala was the one that sold the candy. Guang Hong sold coffee and sandwiches. Phichit sold flowers and he, as always, sold newspapers and magazines.
They all supported each other and loved each other very much. They were great friends who often celebrated birthdays or the new year together.
But Christmas was coming soon and Yuuri knew that his friends would want to spend it only with their husbands, fathers, brothers and cousins. And once again Yuuri felt hopelessly alone.
He remembered the times when his father would tell him stories of when he was a child and how he had met a beautiful woman named Hiroko who had turned his monochromatic life into a set of reds, blues, oranges, greens and lilacs. It was simply true love.
"I love your mother because she didn't just gave me the best son ever, Yuuri. No...your mother gave me something that no other could ever give me: she put the stars in my hands."
Yuuri's father had been very loving...but also a very corny guy. Perhaps that's why Yuuri thought that the stars his father was referring to were not those in the sky, but those star-shaped Christmas lights that had always hung above his parents' bed. Those same "stars" that Yuuri always left on when he was at home at night, hoping that this would make him feel closer to his parents.
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Like every night, Yuuri took Makkachin for a walk. His poodle had grown so much that at night he looked like just another person on the bed.
Makkachin knew everything about his master. He knew how to give him his space when he was busy, he knew how to come over and lick his face when he was crying because of loneliness, he knew how to curl up next to him at bedtime and he knew how to wag his tail in happiness when he saw him come back after a long day at work.
Makkachin was a loyal and sincere companion.
Yuuri had taken him to the park behind his building, where he always carried him and where he sometimes met his landlord's son, JJ Leroy.
Yuuri was very sweet with everyone. As a good Omega, he had a big heart and was kind to everyone without exception. Although he sometimes felt that his patience was tested when this alpha came to see him and intimidated him.
"Yuuri...I see that the exercises are doing you good..". Yuuri almost jumped when he felt the voice almost in his neck.
"JJ!" - he exclaimed in surprise, "I don't know what you're talking about," he said nervously and almost shaking, "I'm not going to the gym"
"Really?" he said and put his hand on Yuuri's tummy so quickly that the omega couldn´t help to make a terrified sound. "How strange...I thought your tummy was getting smaller...I guess the big pullover you are wearing hides your tummy very well...
Yuuri continued walking a little bit more to forget the traumatic situation that had happened moments before but that alpha lacked of intelligence so he followed Yuuri without any discomfort on his part.
"What are your plans for this Christmas, Yuuri?" JJ was trying to follow the conversation. At times like this Yuuri hated not being able to be less kind.
"Well...the usual," he replied, "I'll sit and keep the TV on, while Makkachin and I sing Christmas songs..."
"That is not the way a Christmas should be celebrated, Yuuri. I'll tell Mom to put one more place at the table so you can spend Christmas with us," JJ offered.
JJ's offer sounded very tempting. The idea of spending Christmas accompanied by a family made Yuuri's heart tremble with hope. He was about to accept until the alpha began to talk one more time.
"Yuuri", said JJ, approaching his lips dangerously, "look at you...you are a 25 year old Omega, single, alone...your only mission in life is to be bonded and to have babies. I've told you several times that I can make that happen. With me you will lack nothing. You know I help my dad manage the building...I'm a good catch. Even my officer in charge is happy with the results after my parole...Think about it...in a couple of years...you and I could have children and they would all have good genes like the Leroy's...we are Alphas of good stock...
"Thanks for the offer, JJ" answered Yuuri trying to hide how disgusted he felt about the proposal "But I think we'll leave it for another time..."
"Don't take too long, Yuuri..." he replied. "More than one Omega would be excited to receive an offer like mine!
Good thing Yuuri didn't. He hated all the alphas that went around imposing themselves as mindless males whose only objective was to find an omega to mark him and give him babies.
Yuuri felt more than that. Yuuri wanted to experience love the way his parents did. He wanted to meet someone who would fill his life with red, blue, orange, green and lilac. He wanted them to put stars in his hands...he wanted to really LOVE...
And Yuuri was sure, that this kind of love could be given by that handsome blond man who bought him the New York Times and the Wallstreet Journal every day.
He could see him coming home and giving him a kiss, squeezing him and asking him how his work had gone, while the blond man gave him one of those smiles that were only meant for him and looked at him with those emerald eyes that shone like the sun and hid so many secrets and so much passion.
Yuuri sighed. He felt that this future could be just a step away... the problem was that this step demanded that he at least dare to talk to him... and, knowing himself, this was too big a step to take...
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The next morning there were few people at the station. It wasn't unusual considering that it was a very early Saturday morning and at most there were some drunk kids coming out of a nightclub and couples in love who were not at all discreet.
There wasn't much movement but Yuuri didn't care about that. He didn't want to stay home too long to start feeling lonely again. His friends from the other stands had not yet arrived.
He started to order his magazines, updating the editions and hanging the newspapers with the most outstanding news. He concentrated so much on it that he hardly noticed that his emerald-eyed blond was wishing him "good morning" and asking for his two usual newspapers with a charming smile. Yuuri turned as red as a tomato and something then changed.
The handsome blond man received the request, went over to shake his hand and said: "In case I don't see you later, Merry Christmas!
Yuuri didn't know what to say. His hands were shaking and thank God he had his gloves on because otherwise the blond man would have noticed how they were sweating from his nerves.
The tall boy didn't expect an answer and, smiling, quickly left him and headed for the train platforms. Yuuri felt his bright future going with that boy, his many colors going and his love going as well.
"Wait!" whispered Yuuri " Merry Christmas...don't go away...I want to be your boyfriend..."
Useless. Coward. Scared. Everything came to his mind when he thought he had lost the clearest opportunity to establish a relationship with that boy.
The handsome guy was quickly leaving and there was nothing to do. Yuuri sighed resignedly and was turning around to go back to his daily activities until he heard three people arguing.
"So you don't know how to say a word...rich man" someone was shouting at someone else.
"He probably thinks we're second-class people, because we don't have a coat like his," said the other one pulling at the victim.
"Please let me be" begged the blonde. And now that Yuuri thought about it wasn't just any blond, it was HIS BLONDE.
"Or what?" one of the men said. "Are you gonna call your daddy to lock us up?"
"Goodbye" completed the other, throwing him onto the train tracks next to the platform.
The blond man screamed and fell like a sack of potatoes. That's when Yuuri reacted. The trains passed every 5 minutes and he was sure that soon the next one would come and crush the blond man if nobody did anything.
He ran and shouted "Police, police!" which caused fear in the boys who had pushed the innocent emerald-eyed boy. Soon they were out on the run and suddenly Yuuri saw a couple of people looking at what had happened on the platform.
"Call an ambulance!" - he shouted in desperation, making the few people present react. Someone dialed 911 immediately.
Yuuri tried to call the the gorgeous guy from the platform but it was no use. The man was passed out on the train tracks and there was nothing Yuuri could do to wake him up.
Distressed by the lack of response, he had to take desperate measures. In great fear and knowing that everything could end badly, he threw himself on the railroad tracks and stood next to the boy, trying to wake him up.
Seconds later he heard something that brought back the terror in his eyes. In the distance he could hear a train approaching. The rails where he was were shaking and his heart was beating so fast that it seemed as if it was going to come out of his chest. His face was soaked, his hands seemed to be water and his breathing was difficult.
He couldn't think about it for long. He didn't know how, but he pulled the big blond guy up on one side and brought him as close as he could to the platform. The train was there in front of him and, exhausted, he gave his last effort and lifted the man to the side and safe while two other people helped him as much as they could to get him out of there.
Ten seconds later a train was standing next to him and several people came out of the public transportation worried when they saw the scene on the platform. An ambulance siren was heard in the distance.
Yuuri had saved the handsome emerald-eyed blond man. Both were still alive. That was the only thing that mattered at that moment...