The doors of the Karasuno High School Gym busted open, slamming against the wall behind them with a loud crashing noise. Two figures dashing outside of it, heel to heel in their mad dash. One was taller than the other, with short black hair, dark blue eyes, and an intimidating glare to him. Toboi Kageyama was his name, and the young teen he was currently trying to outrun was named Shouyou Hinata. The teen with messy orange hair stood at a mere 162.8 centimeters, with brown eyes and an excitable, competitive look on his face. Even with his smaller stature, he was gaining on his taller oppodent, who glared at him with dark eyes before speeding up. This was a normal routine between Hinata and Kageyama, always trying to outdo the other, it seemed their need to beat the other could not be concealed, it showed easily in their race.

People moved out of the way, used to the battle of speed, as they turned the corner and exited the school in a flurry of black and orange. Hinata would attempt to jump in front of Kageyama, who would grab his shirt and pull him back as to get ahead. They were sort of cheating, but at the same time they weren't, it was just another one of those days where they saw the other doing it, and went from being an activity to another competition between them. Kageyama was getting annoyed, as Hinata always seemed to win, so this one time he reached forward, grabbing the back of the other's uniform and pulling him back. Hinata let out an angry yell, as he tumbled onto the ground from the sudden yank backwards.

Hinata looked up from where he had face planted on the dirt road raising a fist towards Kageyama's retreating figure, and yelling,"Bakayama!" However, the damn cheater didn't turn around, so Hinata could only give a sad pout before getting up, covered in dust and his cheeks a little scraped from the painful crash. Kneeling down, the short teen grabbed his bag and continued to jog, deciding that the cheater could enjoy his victorious moment, and that he would just attack him with some volleyballs at practice, let's see who is laughing then! In case anyone didn't know, it would be him! Ha! Ha!

There was a sudden screeching of rubber behind him, that made Hinata jump and turn around quickly. There was a white van, which had swerved, halfway on the sidewalk that merged with the dirt road, and halfway on the ground. "Ne.. That was a badmove.." Hinata said,"That's why I play mario kart, it actually helps!" Probably an American driver.. He thought playfully. However, the car didn't move, the windows too dark for the chocolate brown eyes to see who exactly was inside, and the teen began to grow apprehensive. He backed up a bit, seeing the wheels move again, but still not going anywhere. He turned, going to dash to his house, when he slammed into someone's chest. A tall brutish man who was extremely tall, hands out of view, Hinata gasped, fear growing as he said,"Sorry!"

However when he went to turn around, there were more men, and he started to panic. The man behind him moved forward, since he was out of view, and grabbed the short teen by his waist. Hinata cried out, thrashing and throwing his legs around, trying to escape the man's grasp, his bag slipping from his hand, tumbling on the ground and dropping his stuff all over, one of his shoes falling off in his frantic panic. "Let me go! HELP!" He yelled, until another man moved forward, slamming a cloth against his open mouth. Hinata couldn't help but let out a terrified gasp, inhaling the scent of the cloth, and instantly felt drowsy.

Then, his limbs went limp, it was as if his whole body was shutting down on him, eyes drooping and head falling back against the brutish man's shoulder, the world around him slowly darkening. All he could feel was the faint stab of terror that hit his heart, before he completely fell unconscious, the world finally fading away around him.

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Meanwhile, Kageyama found himself panting as he got to his house, kneeling over with his hands on his knees, bangs hanging down and hiding his eyes from the harsh light of the setting sun nearby. He felt a bitter feeling, he knew he had won the race but part of him understood that he cheated, Hinata had never grabbed him to win a race before.. So he wasn't going to count it as a win.. Unless Hinata counted it as a loss, then he won. Either way he wasn't going to apologize to the shrimp, that would only give him satisfaction that he didn't deserve, he also wouldn't hear the end of it.

In all honesty, he was surprised the orange haired teen didn't storm after him in his loud anger, and attack Kageyama from behind in some type of demon pounce, complaining about cheating and demanding a rematch. Aw, he must have gotten mad that he actually lost for once, and went home to go cry! Ha! He smirked, but then frowned again quickly, and then turned to walk into his house, deciding that he would give Hinata a head start on Monday, and that was the last he thought about it for the rest of the day.

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12:00am

Hinata Household

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To say that Ms. Hinata's mother was worried would be an understatement. She had been standing at the window for a long while, waiting for her son to come home, as soon as she had put young Natsu to bed she even pulled a chair over, staring out the window, even long after the sky darkened and the streetlights came on. Where was Shouyou? He was never this late, he usually got home at least an hour after practice, it never had been this bad.. She couldn't help but be worried. So, she got up, moving from the front door to the kitchen, where she picked up the phone, and dialed in her son's number. Instantly, she heard,"Yo~!"

"Shouyou, where are-" "HA! I bet I got you, didn't I? This is just a voicemail! Leave a message!" The call went straight to voicemail? That's not right.. Hinata never turns his phone off, he doesn't want to miss anything from Volleyball updates, or his mom of course. She called twice more, each time it still went straight to voicemail, making her worry even more. She ran a hand over her face, rubbing her temples before walking over to the paper she had been given, with the schedule for the volleyball season, which had the captain and coach's number. She was a little worried about calling the coach, she didn't know what he was up to, but Shouyou had spoken about Daichi before, and she decided to call him, just in case maybe she was worrying too much.

It only took five rings for Daichi to pick up, and at the moment Ms. Hinata was panicking, each of those rings felt like days, and only built up her anxiety that if it took too long, Shouyou could be hurt. "Mm.. Hello? Who is this?" A drowsy voice came from the end, and Ms. Hinata couldn't stop herself as she asked,"Hello? Is this Daichi? If not I need to speak with him right away!" The other line was silent for several painful moments, probably from surprise at hearing such a panicked tone this time of night. "Yes.. This is Daichi, um.. Who is this?" Daichi finally replied.

"This is Ms. Hinata, Shouyou's mother, I need to ask you, do you know where he is?" She asked, and Daichi felt a frown grow on your face, before he replied,"What do you mean?" He heard a shaky sigh, and then Hinata's mother said,"W-well.. He never came home, I've been waiting for him to come home, he hasn't shown up, I'm sorry to call you so late.. B-but I'm worried about Shouyou, I'm worried something might have happened.."

"He never got home?" Daichi asked, thoroughly confused. "That isn't good, he left before me.. He isn't at the school still?" He could hear the quick panicked breaths on the other side of the phone, and he was starting to grow worried for his kohai as well. "Oh no! What if something happened to him?!" Ms. Hinata's voice grew shrill and even more terrified. Daichi had to sadly pull the phone away as to not be deafened. He knew he had to do, not only to hopefully find his kohai but calm the worry filled mother.

He held up his hand, even though he knew she couldn't see it, and said,"Hey, don't worry, I'll go out and search for him, okay?" She took another shuddering breath, before quickly replying,"Yeah okay.." He was getting up, pulling some sweatpants over his boxers, and spoke again. "I'll come back with Hinata-kun or whatever I find, okay?" He heard another sniff, and she once again said,"Yeah.. Okay.." She hung up after that, and after Daichi had put a jacket on, he left his apartment to do what he promised.

It was a cold night, even in his jacket he couldn't help but shiver, it felt like needles hitting his skin, but he knew the route Hinata and Kageyama always took, so he went down the street. There were few people around, basically shop owners cleaning up, and a few cars drove by every now and then, but that was pretty much it.

He looked around worriedly, shivering more, wondering what would have stopped Hinata from coming home, then his foot kicked something, he heard the tumble of hallow plastic, and he looked down to see Hinata's water bottle. He knew it was Hinata's from the orange and black colour, as well as the volleyball on it. He picked it up, a felt alarm explode in his heart, usually this was a normal thing, Hinata was the type of person who forgot to finish getting dressed before leaving the locker room, and often someone had to tell him or he wouldn't even notice. But for some reason.. It didn't feel right.

Daichi's suspicions were confirmed even more, when he found, just a few yards away, Hinata's bag thrown down haphazardly, it's contents scattered, and a shoe nearby, along with a few droplets of blood. Now, he felt scared. Usually, once again, this was normal, but not at midnight! Plus, the one thing Hinata never forgot was his stuff for volleyball, only his clothes. The skid marks from tires nearby caught his attention too. 'Those weren't here this morning..' He thought worriedly. Slowly, he knelt down and began to pick up Hinata's things, he hoped he was just being paranoid, but a feeling in his gut told him his suspicions might be right.

Something bad had happened to his kohai.

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3:00am

Unknown Location

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His vision faded in and out

It was stuffy

Slight bumps making him awaken

Was he in a car?

There were bright lights in his vision.

Chatter around him.

He couldn't move his arms or legs

Was there something on his mouth?

Another bump

He could feel the body heat of others around him

He whimpered

His head hurt

Another bump

They kept going

Where were they going?

His head was throbbing

He tried to open his eyes

Something was over them.

The talking stopped

Silence

Another lurch

He cried out in pain, someone yanking his hair towards them.

The cloth, he recognized it.

Painfully pressed against his nose.

He took a breath before he could stop himself

The world faded to black once more..