A/N: This is what came to mind when you finish watching Yuri! on Ice first before watching Your lie in April. This was supposedly a one shot.

Surprise

It was a successful concert.

Arima Kousei thought as the cold running water touched his hands. He was careful that not one drop stained his blue suit once he turned the tap off. Wiping his hands on his handkerchief, he exited the bathroom.

The twenty five year old was invited to attend the mentioned concert in Europe with the local musicians and groups. The concert was set up to raise funds for the terminally ill and he had been invited by a friend. The aforementioned friend was off mingling with the performers and guests when he wandered off to the toilet.

He was walking towards a corner of the hallway when he had heard a voice call out. Not bothering to glance back, he swore the name that was called out wasn't his but a familiar one, he continued his trek.

Before he could step into the lobby, he felt a pair of masculine arms wrap around his torso. A hard chest pressed at his back. He jumped in surprise.

WHAT!?

"Don't ignore me." The words were breathed against his ear. Kousei could feel lips form the word causing him to flush involuntarily. The stranger's voice was unfamiliar and well, seductive. And a man's voice! Definitely, a man's voice!

He didn't want to look back for fear, of well, he doesn't know.

He wasn't gay but even he will admit that the man's voice was attractive!

Arima Kousei has not one idea of how to escape the stranger's hold and current predicament! Old habits of shrinking away from rather dangerous and reckless activities caused him to just freeze at the moment. His face flush as his only reaction.

He felt an arm unwrap itself from his body and…

OH GOD!

He felt the free arm traveling his back for a hand to squeeze his ass! He wasn't sure whether to feel horrified or grateful. The stranger was touching his ass! At least it wasn't his crotch?

Had he not frozen the whole time, he could have heard the stranger whispering into his ear some rather inappropriate things. Which stopped right at this moment after the ass grabbing.

"Wait." Kousei finally heard the other say as if the ass grab was a kick start back to reality for our frightened cinnamon. Another squeeze to his ass was what he felt.

The stranger unwound himself just as quickly as his arms wrapped around Kousei. Kousei's body was suddenly led to turn an about-face to the stranger. Long fingered hands on his shoulders.

When his body turned a complete 180 degrees, he opened his eyes. When did he shut them?

His own shade of blue eyes met icy blue orbs. The set of blue eyes scanned the other from head to toe.

Kousei could tell that the stranger was attractive physically, and not just his voice. The stranger's silver hair was glinting in the hall's lighting. To say it was gray hair was probably insulting to the other man, he still looked to be in his late twenties or early thirties. The man wore what looked to be a high end brand of suit compared to his okay suit. A gold band sparkled in the man's right hand.

It took five seconds of staring before two pair of blue orbs widened as realization dawned on its owners. One for bewilderment of ohh-god-I-am-so-sorry-but-who-are-you?! The other blue for ohh-my-god-I-know-you?!

It took five seconds more of staring before the stranger gasps,

"You're not my Yuuri?!"

Yuuri?

Ahh.

A name rather familiar to Arima Kousei.

It all started back when…

WAAAAIT! NO TIME FOR NOSTALGIA! THAT'S A STORY FOR ANOTHER EFFING TIME!

A strange man just groped him for heaven's sake!

A/N: Alas, the author is cruel and lazy...

And can be found in AO3 and Tumblr.