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"Ryoma Echizen, young prodigy and Prince of Tennis, was kidnapped while avoiding the public. Officials believe that Ryoma was drugged and kidnapped by Mafia."
As Fuji Shusuke watched the news, a smile appeared on his face. It had worked, the revenge on Ryoma for rejecting his offer had been set in motion.
Flashback
One day during one of the tennis club meetings as everyone sat down Fuji decided that Ryoma should join the Mafia. "Ryoma, how would you feel about joining the Mafia?" Fuji asked. "Not interested," was Ryoma's short reply. Everyone stiffened it was rare for one to be able to establish a connection with the Mafia organization, but it was even rarer for the future Mafia boss, Fuji, to deem someone worthy enough that he would ask them to join Mafia personally. Mafia was proud and powerful dealing organization their things were top quality, and to refuse an invitation personally from the future boss of the whole organization had it's consequences. "Why not?" Fuji asked. "They're drug dealers. Why would you want to join them?" Ryoma stated. "Family business," Fuji said. "No," Ryoma said. "Everyone in the tennis club is joining," Fuji pointed out. "Your point?" questioned Ryoma. "I get everything I want so refusing me would be dangerous," Fuji said showing his sharp, cerulean eyes. "Alright, I. Refuse." Ryoma said. "You'll regret this," Fuji promised. "Make me," Ryoma challenged with a smirk.
Ever since that day, Fuji had not forgotten about Ryoma. Fuji had waited in hopes that Ryoma would lower his guard, but when it became apparent Ryoma wouldn't, Fuji started to look for another way. Then, one day he saw Siren, the Underworld's top slave seller, and his plan became complete. Fuji planted the fact that Ryoma would cost a lot of money in Siren's head, and when he saw the news, he knew his plan had worked.
Elsewhere
Ryoma sat up and groaned. While on one of his trip to avoid the public, a cloth had suddenly been placed over his mouth, and a sudden drowsiness had caused the realization that he was being drugged. The drug had quickly taken over his system, and when he had awakened the drug had not fully disappeared causing him to pass out again. Now, as Ryoma looked around he saw he was in a human-sized bird cage. There were others in cages just like his. "What's happening?" Ryoma asked. "You're going to be sold," a voice said from the darkness. A women in a circus man's uniform appeared out of the darkness. She had semi-curly blond hair, brown eyes, and looked attractive. "My name is Siren," she said, "And you are going to be sold in the Underworld." "Why?" Ryoma demanded. "Because you'll fetch quite the price and all that money will be worth the trouble of throwing Tokyo into chaos over your disappearance. You'll be sold last and be the main event of this stocks slaves." "I thought slavery was illegal," Ryoma said. "Then don't think of yourself as a slave, think of yourself as an accessory." She said. Then, she put on a gas mask, and suddenly, the room was filled with a sickly sweet smell. As Ryoma fell to the floor and started losing conisousness, Ryoma felt fear course through him. The next time he woke up Ryoma couldn't see a thing, a cloth had been tied around his eye and a rope around his hands. Somewhere he heard and announcer say, "Ladies and gentlemen, the auction will begin in two minutes."
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Not ten minutes after the news of Ryoma's disappearance Fuji's phone rang. "Fuji did you plan this?" Tezuka asked from the other end of the line. "Hai," Fuji answered. "What did you do?" Tezuka demanded. "I planted in her head that it would be worth the trouble to capture Ryoma and sell him at one of her auctions." "Then you should probably go to tonight's auction," Tezuka said. "Why?" Fuji asked. "Because Siren's going to sell Ryoma as the main event.