Rewrite: Chapter 1: Plan before you act.

I looked over my shoulder. This was to easy. I was getting better. Daddy would be happy. I smiled and hopped out of my car.

"Ice, Get the kid I don`t want anyone to see me out there." I called. "Blondie, Go tell Bakura I got the kid."

"You have the presidents child?" I frowned as the blonde half screamed it.

"No you retard. I got Rainbow Dash." I rolled my eyes. I thought I heard a mumble so I returned to the conversation with a sharp glare. "Shut your fucking mouth or you'll get me caught, and I thought I told your sorry ass to do something."

I turned and walked down the hall to my father. Some how I knew my abilities where to good. I mean I had never once been caught stealing and kidnapping. I was to good. Something was wrong. I mean you don't just wake up good. I shook my head. I was the best ever at these little jobs I was doing.

"Daddy." I said as I knocked on the master of all operations door.

"Good." His voice cooed. "Very good. Any trouble?" He ask raising an eyebrow. I shook my head once again in a sign of none. "Well honey bee, I have something else for you. Just one more kidnapping then I think I'll let you take over the drug deals in Tokyo. Well now the thing is I need you to get two kids be the end of the month. Nothing hard." The king of crimes looked at me almost begging me to tell him no. I nodded to him and he smiled and tossed a file over the table to me. I smiled and walked away.

I thought of my Rules.

Rule number one: Daddy's always right.

Rule number two: Do as your told.

Rule number three: Lie. Always lie.

Rule number four: Plan before you act.

I walked to my room and started to read up on my assignment. Daddy was good. He always took care of me. Always made sure my jobs fit. I looked at the file. I was in a small group of 18 people who where smart enough for the job, but where yet to know if they where strong enough. I smirked my IQ was 168. I am smart. I mean how many girls my age can do what I can do?

"Mokiba Kaiba and Yugi Motto." I nodded. Easy. I was going in for a job as the nanny. I smiled and changed my clothes quickly and grabbed a few of my things and tossed them in a bag. I grabbed a picture of my mother, or dad. Which ever Ryou was. He was my mothering figure until the accident. Daddy said that what happened to him would happen to me to if I left. I knew he was dead. He ran from home and he disappeared. Or died which ever you wanted to call it. He left when I was 4 I'm now 17. Thats 13 years. He has got to be dead by now. Bakura would have sent someone to mop the trail. No secrets could be given out.

Rule number five: Never tell.

I looked down at my body. I needed to eat. I was loosing weight to fast.

All my running and working out. I said to myself. I replied to myself. You'll need upper body strength with his job. Kaiba was not easy when it came to protection. I smirked and picked up a magazine I saw was in my bag. He had two men behind him each at angles perfect for shooting and looking for shooters. Yet they where young enough to look as if they where boys. They stood far enough to make it look as if they admired him. I smirked once again. This is a test on my ability, and there is no way in hell I'm losing. I tossed the magazine and as it landed I noticed more on Kaiba in the book. I turned and picked it up. The head line read "Gay with a capital G?"

"WHAT THE HELL?" I growled to myself as I looked down at the picture of him and a blonde holding hands. The blonde was slim but cute almost. Their goes the teasing my way in plan. I said once again. "Its just a test." I'm fine with that I thought. I was bi and a smooth flirt. I could get him easy and if his lover had siblings I could always pull those strings and find a family loop to use for Mokiba. See, I said to myself smiling, Easy as pie. I smiled all my missions where. The mission that won me that car was especially. I said to myself looking at my powder blue KIA. It was nice and ran good and I didn't have to pay on it. Daddy did.I remember the night. I walked behind a man and followed him from a bar watching as he lurked as he walked. A druggie with my fathers money. Easy as pie. I was always saying that when I knew I was going to win. I walked in front of him enough to tease him with my body and have him want me.

"How much?" he called.

"Just this." I replied taking his wallet and running. I called out. "I'm not a slut you rude man. I don't sell my body." I faked a cry and ran to my daddy's car. I got in and handed him the wallet and he smiled and said in a happy voice. "Happy birthday." He handed me keys and I pointed at a car. I smiled. "In the morning when its safe." i said, more asked. I was still new to this game of thieves. He nodded and stared to pick through the wallet as I drove home.

I got in the car and turned on the heat. I always froze to death in this weather. My stomach gurgled. I needed to eat I started to drive and looked at the restaurant on the side of the road. It was close I'd eat there. I looked at the place. It was a Mexican place. One of my favorite types of food. I loved Asian and Italian and Mexican.

I pulled into the place. It was a grill and bar and barely filled. Good I wasn't patient enough to wait. I walked and sat down at a table and I looked at the menu that was seating at my table like it was waiting for me. The same way Daddy waited for me. Almost like he knew I was coming and was just biding his time before I came. I looked over the menu and waited for a waiter to take my order.

I liked this place it was warm and smelled good. It had plenty of family inside it. I heard and a small sound of laughter from a deep throat and two more from far smaller voices. I looked around for the source I wanted to see the happiness. It was a girl and her family. I frowned. Lucky brat. Before she knows it she's gonna be a teen and back talking her parents. But right now she had innocence and I was envious. She had a loving family, everything I wanted, but could never have due to my their like background. No matter how many times I told myself that I wasn't Daddy, that I was different. I felt a tinge of my lies wrapping their way around my heart and breaking it. So lucky, I thought as I watched as a tiny girl played with her daddy's fingers. She was so happy. She started to beg for him to get her a dessert. The man said no and laughed. She asked again. This time the man nodded and got her one.

I wondered if I had ever done something like that with Bakura. Had I ever begged for sweets and then soon have him give in and give it to me?

"Ma'ma." I looked up and smiled.

"Deal number 3, please sir." I looked at the young man and smiled. So sweet. He almost looked familiar. I'd probably seen him on a run in this made me wish I was him. A job where I waited tables and feed people. This would be a heaven to the hell I'd know and called life for so long.

I saw the little girl and envied her. She was eating and smiling. Had I ever smiled like that? Eaten as she was? No. My meals where trashcans and whatever my hands found. I shook my head. Happy nannies equal good nanny.

I pulled out my phone and called Daddy.

1 ring.

2 rings.

3 rings.

"What?" He asked. I heard two breaths. He was fucking a slut.

"When does it start?" I asked.

"Are you there?" He replied.

"Yes sir. I need to know my first meeting."

I heard a whimper and a russell as a body moved. That meant he was getting up to find out my information about my mission. He knew as well as I did, you had to be on time and nervous. I was lucky, my body looked easy to over take giving me a small easy look, like a poor child that was scared, but when I got mad I turned so dark. My eyes turned to a black and I had yet to find a person that didn't cower at them besides Daddy. "Monday 7:55." He finally said, before ending the call I heard a moan of his name and a please. Yep as I thought a slut. She wasn't a client I could tell that much. He wouldn't have answered me if it was. I knew the rules.

Rule number six: Business before anything.

Yes that meant family.

Rule number seven: Use everything to your will.

That meant if you had to use their want of you against them. Guilt them it was the fastest way if you had a girl under you.

I'd used it once. Used it to find out her bank number to take out a few documents for Daddy. I had her body over mine but she was not in charge. I was. She worked her lips from my neck to my collar bone and I pulled at her shirt. She smirked. And spoke in her drunken slur. "One sip for clothes." I nodded and drank straight from the wine bottle we had been sharing. She smiled at what she saw and removed her shirt. She took two rather large gulps from the bottle. I stood on the bed and pulled up my shirt and took down my hair and started on removing my pants. As soon as they dropped she pulled me down to where I was laying on her and started kissing my body once more and touched my skin in places that felt strange but good. Like I knew I was making Daddy proud but I felt ashamed. Ryou. He wanted me to be innocent. I gave that up at 15. It was easy and it helped with jobs. I looked Three years older then what I was. This wasn't my first mission where my body was a tool, and it wasn't the first I felt dirty either.

After our evening of love and moaning I walked over to her drunken body and kissed her and when she returned my kiss I asked for money. She turned her head. I smiled. I want to get make you breakfast but I need money to buy it..I said as innocent i could. She nodded and told me the number to her vault and gave me the key. She turned over in bed and called to me as she heard me dressing. Be back soon I want to repay you fore breakfast. I smiled and said as needy as I could, of course. I never came back. I took her money and ran. Of course. That was my ending after every mission. Of course.

A small voice called to me. "Just kill me already." My reply. "Of course." I said as I stabbed them once in the throat.

Another moan and then a face covered in sweat and a husky voice spoke in my ear. "You know I love you right?" "Of course." After he fell asleep I showered and took his money and ran.

I watched as a body danced its way around a pole. "You'll explain to Bakura." "Of course." I smiled and stood and pulled a gun on the man. "With your blood." I said as I shot. "Of course I'll explain with your blood."

"Of course, Of course, Of course." Ryou had just asked me if I knew he loved me. He said to far to often to me. I was like Daddy, never say it. It was pointless.

Rule number six: Have NO feelings.

And I didn't. Feelings where pointless. Thats why I never told Ryou I loved him. I never told him anything. I never told anyone I cared… Unless it was to get what I wanted. I wish I could go back to that day and change it. I wish I had told him 'I love you'. I wish I told him something anything. If I had know that he has going to leave me, I would have told him. If I had know he was leaving and that he was going to have the accident that night. Had I know anything. If I could go back in time. I would. I would change it in the drop of the dime.

"Ma'ma?" I heard a voice and remembered it as the sweet waiter. I looked up at him and noticed him this time. He had blonde hair and honey like eyes. He was cute but not my type. He looked gay honestly. I remembered him from somewhere, it wasn't a run by. That damn magazine. Play your cards right. I told myself. Kaiba thats the job, just get close to him thats it. Nothing else.

Rule number eight: Know everything. Know your surroundings.

Rule number nine: Whatever it takes to win do it.

I smiled as he set my food down in front of me. I smiled it looked amazing and seeing as I was so hungry. I smiled and he left. I watched as he walked his hips swayed. 'Oh yeah he was gay.' I thought to myself.

I hurried and ate my food. It was as good as it looked. I couldn't help but moan as the I ate it. It was warm and good. I smiled. I would so be fixing this soon.

I heard the music in the room. It was good. I felt like crying when I heard it. It spoke to me.

But in times of trouble

I can turn to my mother

And I know that she gon' understand

So at age 26

I spoke to my mother

And she told me, "young man"

"There are moments when you fall to the ground

But you are stronger than you feel you are now

You don't always have to speak so loud, no

Just be as you are

It doesn't matter if you become some star

Life is better when you open your heart

You don't always have to act so hard, no

Just be as you are"

Be as you are

As I head the music I felt tears wet my checks. So true. Ryou had always told me to that. 'Be as you.' I remember he told me in the same way. When I was so young he told me, 'The world was always bad, but we made it what we wanted. We changed bad things to good. We could make the world ours.'

I felt a warm hand on my shoulder. "Hun?" I looked up and I saw the cute waiter. "You okay?" I nodded. "Just missing my mom. See I came here for a job and I don't have a place to stay and I just lost my mommy and this song. Its her. She is so like this."

"Honey you can stay with me. Me and sis could use the good karma. She's gonna try for a Seto Kiaba as a cook." He said. "Really?" I asked. My karma was good right now. "Yeah, I'm Joey Wheeler. Well clean yourself up and I'll take ya home in a bit. Okay?" He asked. I nodded. His voice and eyes told me he cared and my heart hurt for a moment then I remember a rule.

Rule number ten: Its okay until you get caught.

I smiled to myself and whipped my eyes. Step one down. Easy as pie. I watched as waked away and I went to the bathroom to make myself look and feel better before I went to his house. If he is Kaiba's I need to be the best he knows. Looks and all.