When you're sent out to do a little grocery shopping you expect to go out to the store, pick up what you needed, then return back home. That's exactly what Katsuki Yuuri wanted nothing more to do on that very cold January afternoon as the wind nipped at his nose, and his cheeks turned a bright red from the freezing air.

Yuuri adjust the hat on his head to warm his ears and crossed his arms over his chest to keep in some warmth as he strolled down the sidewalk that could have used a little more plowing. He tried focussing his attention on what was in front of him, but the wind blowing in his face was so bad that he mostly looked down at his feet as he walked in a path as straight as he could. The market was another block away and Yuuri was already tired of walking outside in the middle of winter when he could be curled up on the couch with a blanket and a steaming mug of tea while his friend, Yuuko's, triplets kept him company.

He, however, promised Yuuko the one little favor of going to the store to pick up a few small items she could cook up for dinner. So Yuuri kept on trudging along. Eventually he made it to the store. Yuuri let out a sigh of relief as his mitten-covered hand grasped the handle and he tugged on it, opening the door, and letting himself inside. The warmth of the interior immediately sent Yuuri's way, and he took in all the heat the store had as he made his round and picked up everything Yuuko written on the list.

Yuuri stared outside the window while at the checkout. The warm feeling the store left him will soon be gone when he had to exit it and enter the winter abyss that waited just outside of the walls for him. His only motivation for leaving the store and being swallowed into the cold was coming home and being bombarded by the triplets who Yuuri loved as if they were his own.

The triplets: Axel, Lutz, and Loop. Yuuri has been a part of the triplets' lives since they were born six years ago, and they've viewed Yuuri as a big brother to them. After Yuuri moved in with their family it has become the usual for the triplets to greet Yuuri at the door when he came home to share stories and updates on their social medias, and to talk about their day or what he missed while he was away. Most people would have gotten tired of this by now, but Yuuri loved it. He ate up every last word they shared with him and could never imagine a time coming home and all would be quiet. Of course, Yuuko or her husband, Takashi, would apologize as Yuuri settled back in, but Yuuri would brush it off and tell them that their children are just fine.

He really learned to love his new life at the Nishigori household after the death of his family.

The cashier read off the total price of his groceries. Yuuri paid for the stuff, grabbed the two bags filled with the items he purchased, then reluctantly left the little store. As soon as his feet stepped into the soft snow Yuuri felt an uneasy feeling in his gut, but he brushed it off and began his journey back home. Although the awkward feeling remained, Yuuri was able to make most of his journey back to the house. He turned the corner to enter an alleyway that he always cut through to get back home quicker when Yuuri was suddenly attacked.

The person, who Yuuri never saw, grabbed hold of both of Yuuri's arms and cuffed them together. He lost grip of his grocery bags and they fell to the ground, the contents spilling out of them and into the snow. At first, Yuuri thought he was being arrested for whatever unknown reason, then the person, a man Yuuri presumed from the voice spoke:

"Finally caught you for him." he breathed into Yuuri's ear. Caught? Why him? And who was he captured for?

Yuuri let out a blood-curdling scream and began flailing his arms to try and break free from the cuffs. "HELP! SOMEBODY HELP ME!" he cried out, but as if his words were vacuumed up as soon as they left his mouth, nobody heard his call for help, then suddenly there would be no way for anybody to hear him as the mysterious stranger wrapped a handkerchief around his mouth to muffle his screams of terror.

The man forced Yuuri to the ground and Yuuri landed on his butt. The snow cushioned his fall just enough that Yuuri wasn't left in any real pain. He was able to take a look up at the person who had captured him. He was a hooded figure, that Yuuri could not make out any facial features of from how dark the shadows on his face were, in a long black cloak that covered him from head to toe. His appearance made everything much more terrifying for Yuuri.

His voice spoke once again. "Master's been waiting for a treat like you." he snickered and gave a brutal kick to Yuuri's abdomen.

Yuuri huffed at the blow to his stomach and tears began to form in his eyes. What did they want of him? Who's the master? Why are they kidnapping him like this? Where are they taking him to?

The hooded man pulled out a sack from underneath his cloak, and before Yuuri could realize what was going on, everything went black as the sack was shoved over his head and down his entire body. Yuuri was wrapped up in the sack, picked up by the hooded man, and thrown over his shoulder.

Yuuri didn't know how long he was carried like that and how the hooded man was able to carry him like that without a pause, but he fell asleep during the journey to wherever they were going and didn't wake up until he fell to the floor and hit the hard ground. The sack was opened and light emitted from the outside world, blinding Yuuri for a temporary moment as he took it in after being encased in darkness for so long.

"Well, master," Yuuri heard the voice of the hooded man again, "what do you think?"

"Hmm. . ." he heard the hums of another male voice, probably the 'master' as he was referred by. "He's as beautiful as I remembered seeing him the first time. Good job."

Yuuri gulped. Where was this going, and what did it mean for him?

Gentle hands reached down and untied the handkerchief from Yuuri's face. The were unlike those that belonged to the hooded man. Yuuri wondered who they belonged to.

"May I have the key?" the 'master's' voice asked. It sounded calmer than before, almost like he didn't want to hurt Yuuri. "But once you're free don't think about running away." he whispered into Yuuri's ear.

He felt the cuffs click open and Yuuri pulled himself free from their grip. He wriggled his wrists to loosen them then he stood. Afraid to look at the people who kidnapped him, Yuuri remained facing forward and without realizing it, he began sobbing. Yuuri had been ripped away from his life just a few minutes ago so Yuuri was sensitive to everything now.

Yuuri looked down at his feet. Between the blur of his tears, Yuuri took notice of the floor tiling. It was a beautiful white marble that looked so well-kept, Yuuri would have thought that nobody had ever stepped foot on it before. He realized he was in no ordinary home as he looked back up at the large, spacious room. It had to at least be a mansion.

"Turn around a look at me." the 'master' ordered Yuuri. Yuuri sniffed and shook his head no. "I said to look at me!" his voice grew louder as he became more impatient with Yuuri.

Yuuri screamed through his tears and collapsed back onto the floor, refusing to budge. He heard the 'master' sigh and order for Yuuri to be escorted to the dining hall.

"We'll do this again, later." the master said dismissively. "Get him food and we'll see if he cooperates when his belly is full."

Yuuri is picked up the armpits and dragged to the dining hall by the hooded man. He never looked back. Yuuri refused to look at the man who forced him away from his life.