A Mobster's Fairytale

The Flashback

///WARNING!!! Mature content in the second flashback! Read with caution!///

I continue to struggle with the ropes, until I give up. (At least I know I won't be tortured here. Mr. Lee wouldn't do that, unless he wants to end all ties the Chernenkov family has with the Bell Crickets. Not to mention the Ice Dragons as well.) 

I hear footsteps approach the door, and a man in a black suit walks in with a gun in his holster. I look closely at the man and can't shake off the feeling that I know him. From where, I don't know. He bows to me and holds up a blindfold. "Please allow me to escort you to your next room, Princess Yami." (Gawd, even his voice sounds familiar, but I don't know from where.)

"What if I say no?" I ask, as he unties me from the chair.

"Then you will force me into using violence. I'd rather not injure you, Princess, so please, let's do this the easy way." He holds the blind fold up to my eyes, and I allow him to tie it on. He then leads me out of the room, and into a new one. He then takes the blind fold off me, and I see a bed, bathroom, and a pitcher of water.

"Is it poisoned?" I gesture towards the water.

"I'm afraid that my boss intended for Sor to drink the drugged water. But I can assure you, this water is not poisoned." He turns towards the door to leave, but looks back at me. "I hope you find your new room enjoyable, I decorated it myself." And with that he leaves, while locking the door behind him. 

I sit on the bed, and lay down. I look up at the ceiling, and smile to myself. (I hope Soryu's alright. I couldn't live with myself if he died protecting me.) I sigh to myself and close my eyes. (I can still remember the day I met Soryu... Just like it was yesterday)

~Flashback... Yami is 7, Soryu is 10~ ///Yes, in this Fanfic, I made Soryu younger than he actually is. I probably should have mentioned this sooner, but Oh well, now you know. So in this Fanfiction, Yami is 20, and Soryu is 23. So young, I know. But don't worry, I kept Yakov his normal age. Just pretend that all the bidders are 5 years younger than they actually are///

I am currently standing in front of a large house, with the King of Alteria(my father) to my left, and Alberto to my right. We have traveled away from Alteria, and to Japan to meet one of my suitors. Alberto(who is about 8-9 years older than me) knocks on the door and a tall adult man answers. 

"It's very nice to see you again, your majesty." The man bows to my father, and welcomes us into his home. "You must be Alberto, it is very nice to meet you." The man holds his hand out to Alberto and they shake hands. He then looks down to me, and my father pushes me to him. I am now standing in front of my father and Alberto. The man smiles down at me and bows. "And you must be Princess Yami. I am Soryu's grandfather, it is very nice to finally meet you, I've heard so much about you."

Alberto nudges me, and I look back at him. "And what have I taught you to say back, Princess?"

"Um..." I look up at the man, and bow my head. "I-it's very nice to meet you as well, Sir."

"I'll send Soryu down right away and let you two have some time to get to know each other." The man looks towards a maid, and the maid runs up the stairs. When she returns, there is a young boy, who's older than me, walking ahead of her. "Introduce yourself, Soryu."

"I'm Soryu Oh, it's nice to meet you, Princess Yami." He bows to me, with a sad expression on his face. 

"It's um, nice to meet you too." I bow to my head to him. 

"Why don't you go upstairs, and you two could get to know each other better?" The old man looks down at Soryu, and Soryu holds his arm out to me, without saying anything. I gently wrap my arm around his, and he escorts me up the stairs, and into his room.