Disclaimer: I don't own Durarara or Yuri! on Ice.

Yuri was 100% sure about that something was wrong with that city. As soon as they stepped out from the train that strange feeling came at him that he could not give a name then and there.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean t-" he heard Yuuris' voice, but it died down as the person he had bumped into simply walked away.

"What's with that guy?" He asked, pulling his bag upper on his back. Yuuri looked at him and shook his head.

"It is so exciting! I have never been in Japan before and our first stop is Tokyo!" Mila exclaimed excitedly with a wide smile on her face.

"I hope, true love will find me here…" Georgi sighed, looking at the sky with a pleading look.

'I am surrounded by idiots…' Yuri groaned to himself, rolling his eyes.

"Come on, guys! Let's explore the city!" Victor shouted, grabbing Yuuri's hand.

"V-victor, wait! We should find our hotel first!" Yuuri begged his fiancé while was being pulled by him towards the stairs.

"Tch," Yuri snorted, then followed his rinkmates where they were headed. The feeling of something unexpected would happen not leaving him alone for a mere scene.

He had to admit that the city was beautiful. It was spring, so everything was covered by cherry blossoms and the people looked cheerful too.

But as time passed by, he started to realize strange phenomena. For example, there were guys wearing different colored clothes and once

- he could swear it – he saw a flying vending machine as well…

"Guys, I am starting to get hungry! Let's find our hotel and grab something to eat," Victor said with that stupid heart-shaped smile on his face.

"We should have done it in the first place, Geezer!" Yuri felt his temper starting to rise. "Anyway, have we got a map?"

"Of course! It is here," Georgi said, searching in the pocket of his jacket. "Oh, no… I think I HAVE LOST IT!" He shouted in panic, with his drama-queen face appearing again.

"WHAT?!" Yuri asked, seeing red. "I told you we should have not given it to him!"

"Yuri, calm down," Mila said, patting his head – which made Yuri much more furious than he already was. "There is a restaurant. We can ask for help there."

Yuuri took the lead, because he was the perfect Japanese. When they reached the restaurant, Yuri's eyes widened. Before the building, there was a huge man, wearing a sushi-chef uniform.

"Excuse me, Sir!" Yuuri said, touching the man's arm. "Would you be so kind and tell us where we can find-" but Yuri could not hear the continuation of the conversation, because of the screams coming from behind them.

"AH, THAT'S YURATCHKA!" Yuri turned in slow motion and found himself face-to-face with a group of crazy fangirls.

"Please, no…" He pleaded, but when the flood of fangirls started running towards him, so he immediately sprinted out towards the other direction.

When the group passed them by, Victor shook his head, hugging Yuuri by his shoulders.

"Ah, the fame…"

Yuri did not count on how many corners he had gotten around – just ran. He was sweating and out of breath. He had no idea what he would do if he reached a dead end. While his coach was with him, they could get rid of the fangirls, but like that…

Suddenly, he felt as he bumped into someone. He fell back and landed on his ass. He immediately wanted to apologize, but was grabbed by his collar and lifted into the air.

"CAN NOT YOU PAY ATTENTION WHAT IS IN FRONT OF YOU, HAH?!"

Yuri could not answer the question. The man before him was so cool! Maybe, he was even cooler than Beka in some ways – anyway, he would have time to think about it later. He was tall and wore a bartender uniform with purple sunglasses on his nose.

"Shizuo, put poor kid down. I am sure about that he is a foreigner," the man next to the blond said, who let Yuri go. Because of that, he landed on his butt again.

"Sorry," he said, pulling Yuri up by his arm.

"You are so awesome!" Yuri breathed out in awe. The others' eyes widened in surprise, looking into his shining ones. He turned around, adjusting his sunglasses in embarrassment.

"Hey, why are those girls running like their lives depending on it?" The long haired man asked, pointing behind them.

"OH, FUCK!" Yuri exclaimed and started running again. "It was nice to meet you! I am Yuri Plisetsky!" He introduced himself before getting around another corner.

The sun was setting and Yuri was the edge of crying. His legs burnt and his lungs hurt because of heavy breathing. The only thing he wanted was just a normal vacation with his friends. Was that a so big thing to ask?!

He turned into an alleyway from where was no way out. Yuri reached the wall at the end of it and slumped to the ground. He looked up to face his destiny – which meant being totally destroyed by his fangirls.

"Someone, please help me…" He mumbled as he watched the crowd walking closer and closer. They were like carnivores finally getting their prey.

Suddenly, he heard a voice that reminded him of a horse. He leaned forward a little bit and saw a black bike standing on the sidewalk with a woman on it, who wore… a cat ear helmet?! The girls turned around and when they saw the stranger, they ran out of the alley immediately.

The woman got down from the bike and started walking towards him. Yuri pulled his knees to his chest, trembling a little bit. When the other reached him, she took out a PDA from her pocket, showing it to him.

Are you okay?

"Aaa," Yuri said, nodding a little.

The stranger reached her hand to him and he took it without a second thought…