Hello everybody! I'm JoBro-Fangirl and I've decided I would try and produce a Yu-Gi-Oh! fanfiction of my own creation. This is going to be a Seto Kaiba x OC pairing because Kaiba happens to be one of my favorite all-time Yu-Gi-Oh! Characters and I've realized that he doesn't really have a definite pairing with anyone, besides the fact that the fan girls always seem to pair him up with Joey, but I'm not really one for yaoi and so this idea was born! Well tell me if you like it, it's my first Yu-Gi-Oh! fanfiction!

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! And as much as I like the show and its characters, I would never be able to think up card battle sequences, hence this story is going to have slim to none. I do not own the song, "Don't Break My Heart" either, Sa-Fire owns it.

To Tame a Dragon

Chapter 1

The Cat Who Caught the Canary

"You, you keep on trying, trying to tear me apart;

And I knew from the very start that you'd;

You'd steal my heart;

Because of you I'm crying;

I never know when you're lying;

What we have is real;

You can't hide what you really feel;

You have my heart;

You're my dream from the start;

You know I need you baby;

You touched my soul;

Do you want me to go;

I feel I love you baby;

So don't break my heart;

Finish what you started baby;

Don't break my heart;

I can't live without you;

Don't break my heart;

Our love was so true baby;

Don't break my heart;

You, you keep on lying;

Keep lying that you really care;

Stop, stop playing these games;

And show me your love is still there;

The love, the love I had inside me every day;

Our love was stronger;

What we have is real;

You can't hide what you really feel.

-Don't Break My Heart; Sa-Fire-

The loud, obnoxious banging on her bedroom door was enough to awaken Aislynn Mirasaki from her fitful slumber, causing her to jump in surprise at the loud noise. She laid back on her fluffy pillows, rubbing the sleep from her heavy eyelids, her body trying to coax her back to sleep with thoughts of the warm down-comforter. She sighed in dismay, glancing over at the alarm clock sitting on her night stand. The antique gold-filigree clock read 7:30, a little too early for her tastes, especially after attending an embassy ball the night before from six 'till midnight.

She'd had to attend in her father, Richard Mirasaki's, honor. Her father had once been the prime minister of Japan, an extremely respected official. Many thought him to be naïve because he believed too much in the good of man, but Aislynn believed that that quality was what made him such a special person. He gave his money away to thousands of charities and good wills, at times his fellow businessmen thought his smothering kindness to be rather disgusting. Not only was he skilled in the nature of politics and business, but he knew electronic engineering well. He loved electronic gaming, especially when he got the chance to take Aislynn to the arcades when she was younger and he wasn't so stumped in work. He was one of the youngest prime ministers in the history of Japan and one of the greatest minds of his time.

Four years ago, her father had been on a diplomatic trip to Okinawa to oversee "old" KaibaCorp's selection of military weaponry. Aislynn knew that her father had never been a big fan of warfare, he'd had a heart of gold and would never intentionally hurt anyone, unless of course it was required of him by his country. A sniper, who was obviously hired to assassinate him, shot him in the head while he was on this trip. Her father had stayed behind the group to further examine one of the newest fighter jets, fascinated with the technology used to build the machine. He had played right into the sniper's hands.

Aislynn remembered it to be the absolute worst day of her life. She'd been thirteen at the time, having a tea party with her father's most trusted bodyguard when she heard the anchorwoman of the local news station interrupt her favorite cartoon with:

"Breaking News here in Okinawa, Japan! Prime Minister Mirasaki was shot and killed earlier today by a sniper hiding in the shadows of a fighter jet on his diplomatic trip to oversee KaibaCorp's military unit. It is believed that Gozuboro Kaiba may be behind the assassination of the Prime Minister, police and military officials are currently looking into this crisis. It is a tragedy and a loss…" It was later known from the sniper that he had been trying to assassinate the Prime Minister for months and was hired by someone on the inside. However, the police could never figure out who it was who'd hired the sniper and therefore to this day, he was still a free man.

Aislynn couldn't remember a time where she'd cried so much, not even when her own mother had died when she was six of a bad case of influenza. Then again, when her mother died she had been young, too young to understand. When her mother died she wasn't alone, not nearly as utterly alone as she was after that day. She'd still had her father and she had been naïve enough to think that her mother would wake up again one day and rejoin them so they could be a family again.

Once the woman on the television set disappeared, she'd dropped the glass tea-cup she'd been holding, blankly watching as it crashed to the floor and shattered into a hundred tiny pieces, spilling hot water all over the burgundy-colored carpeting. Hr body shook with mixed emotion, fear that she would be alone for the rest of her life, that nobody could help her, anger over the fact that all the people she'd ever loved had left her alone in the world and the sadness that engulfed her and told her that she'd never see her parents again. In her emotional distress she became distant…silent, until soon the tears refused to fall and she became like ice, numb to the pain and moving throughout life without a purpose. At school she spoke to no one, not even her friends until eventually they left her to deal with her problems alone. She refused to answer questions the teacher asked, the results ending up in detention, and she even ignored the inquiring voices of the people who were paid to protect her.

Eventually, after her father's funeral they decided that at least until she was fifteen, Aislynn needed to be in the protective custody of a legal guardian, once she was fifteen she could decide for herself if she wanted to get an emancipation and take over her father's work. Aislynn had no other family, all of her grandparents were long dead, and the relatives that were alive were estranged from the family and lived in different parts of the world, none of them agreed with how Japan's legal system was run and sure as hell weren't going to take in the Prime Minister's daughter.

Despite all of this, her father's most trusted bodyguard and her full-time protector, agreed to have full, legal custody of her, promising to raise her as not a father, but as a family friend. He told her that he never wanted to take the place of her father, no matter how great an honor it seemed. This man had changed her life forever, he was like a beam of engulfing light within her darkness and with the gentle way he raised her, he coaxed her from her world of shadows and brought her fully into his world of light, erasing her pain, teaching her to forget the bad times and live for the here and now. This man's name was Damien Duvall, and she felt that he was her reason for living. His shout for her to wake up awakened her from her walk down memory lane, causing her to jump again in surprise.

"Hey Aislynn, hurry up and get dressed, I bought tickets to KaibaLand!" Damien called excitedly.

"KaibaLand?" She asked rhetorically. She knew how much Damien liked duel monsters, especially when he kicked her butt. She knew he was an ass-head when he won and that was sort of the reason why she didn't play duel monsters as much as she used to…Now that she thought about it, Damien had been acting pretty strange for the past year, with all of his late nights out alone and his overwhelming assortment of gifts. Not just that, his attitude had changed for the worst, in her opinion. Of course, her father's business partners disagreed, like they always say, you must be cold and ruthless if you want to gain any ground in the real world. He had developed the latter and insulted people whom he didn't like whenever they were invited to a party. She unfortunately had lost many friends in the social circle because of him. Now to make things worse, he had developed a new habit, after staying out all night by himself, he would come home and drink until he was drunk. Aislynn found herself locking her bedroom doors at night.

Damien was still a good guy; it was just harder to see than it was before. He'd grown very self-centered over the years and she supposed that it was because of his suddenly luxurious lifestyle. Before he'd gained custody over her he was nothing, nothing but one of her father's mindless henchmen, in fact, he was still nothing, if it wasn't for her, his rich ward, he would never be recognized in high-class society. Now that she thought of it, after she turned fifteen she'd taken it upon herself to perform some of her father's duties, such as charity work, and had decided not to emancipate herself because she just hadn't had the heart. After that, Damien hadn't really had to do anything. Sometimes Aislynn couldn't help but wonder if he was using her, if all he'd done for her was all just some pathetic scheme to gain himself recognition in the world. She shook her head, ridding herself of her horrible thoughts, it's true that money did terrible things to people and Damien definitely wasn't the same man she'd grown up with, but it wasn't going to ruin her day, she wasn't going to let it.

Aislynn reluctantly threw her bedcovers back and crossed over to the shower room, an enthusiastic spring in her step. She took care of the necessary and reached over to turn on the bathtub facet, all the while catching a glimpse of herself in the bathroom mirror. Her waist-length, thick, ebony hair was unkempt from tossing and turning all night, her usually bright, aquamarine eyes were now underlined with tiny bags from lack of sleep. She sighed; it was going to take forever to get the massive tangles out of her hair, not to mention it was probably going to be excruciatingly painful. Aislynn may have to take longer brushing her hair in the morning because of its length and thickness, but she didn't have to waste time with a curling iron or a straightening iron for her hair was naturally wavy and curly which was just the way she liked it. She finished with her bath, and then crossed to her bedroom to find appropriate city clothes. She and Damien used to go out all the time to amusement parks, but with all of her fancy attire she would always get recognized by paparazzi. So she decided that if she wore clothes that normal Domino City teenagers wore, she wouldn't be recognized as easily. Unfortunately she hadn't been to the mall in a while to purchase any of these types of clothes so most of them didn't fit her or were worn and tattered from overuse. She pulled out her last pair of wearable blue jeans and a lacy white satin tank-top, it was the only thing she owned that looked somewhat like normal teenager attire.

Aislynn finally opened the door to her bedroom to find Damien waiting for her with that snobbish expression that he usually wore on his charming face. The expression that said he was better than her, always one step ahead. 'When had he changed so suddenly?' she wondered, deeply disappointed with his behavior. He used to be so kind, so sweet, so caring. He stared back at her as she closed the bedroom door, leaning up against the wall with two amusement park tickets in his hand. He sighed in frustration,

"Finally, I thought you'd never come out of there." He commented rudely. Aislynn pouted angrily, clamping her mouth shut before it could spout any unnecessary absurdities. She knew if she tried to fight back he would only laugh and tease her, it wasn't like she would really do anything anyway, she was too soft or too weak as Damien so graciously put it. She was never a violent person and she figured that she would probably never be. She didn't like to fight; she only did it when it was deemed necessary, like for example when she had to fight off the paparazzi.

"Well, we'd better get going or we'll be stuck in traffic." He said, taking her hand and leading her down the hall.


KaibaLand was Japan's newest most popular amusement park. It centered around almost every game imaginable, duel monsters, capsule monsters and other virtual reality games. The worst part about it, for Aislynn was that it was on the complete opposite side of town and took almost two hours to get there.

Aislynn stared out of the tinted windows of the black stretch limo, fiddling with the monstrous diamond engagement ring on her finger. It was a gift she'd received from Damien two years ago at another one of the emperor's embassy balls.

She was fifteen years old, old enough to finally take over her father's duties and attend political meetings in his place. And if she chose she could have emancipated herself from Damien and handled the rest herself. She was dressed in pastel pink silk, an off the shoulder gown that clung to her perfectly slim figure and emphasized the swell of her bosom. Baubles of gold and silver adorned her delicate ivory skin, giving it the illusion of a sun-kissed glow. Her midnight-black hair was carefully pinned to the top of her head, adorned with matching gold pins. She was attending with Damien, then her guardian of two years. He brought her outside to the balcony after dinner where there was a clear view of the dazzling night sky. He surprised her by slipping the monstrosity of a diamond onto her finger. The jewel was a cluster of diamonds all cut together to form a giant jagged mass of crystal. She remembered gasping in surprise at the beauty of the enormous diamond, unable to speak. He'd lifted her hand to his lips and gazed into her bright aquamarine eyes with his magnificent amber ones and made the promise that he would marry her one day when she had grown up for him, when she was ready.

Even now, sitting next to him two years later, she couldn't help but blush and yet she felt incredibly guilty. She'd promised herself that she wouldn't let him down and that someday she would fulfill her promise and become his bride. Two years had gone by since then and her eighteenth birthday was rapidly approaching and she realized that she really didn't know if this was what she wanted anymore.

When she was younger she used to look up into his handsome, tanned visage and her heart would flutter uncontrollably, her eyes filled with love. When she looked at him now, she felt utter loathing and a slight shiver of fear, something she'd often wondered about. 'Should I be afraid of the one I love?' she thought in confusion. Did she love him anymore? Her thoughts were interrupted by Damien literally dragging her out of the limousine door.

"Hey!" she protested, "I could have gotten out myself thank-you." She said when he placed her on the sidewalk. He chuckled,

"I wasn't sure, you seemed to be lost in your own thoughts, I called your name like five times."

"Really? I'm sorry." She apologized.

"Who cares? I reserved us a duel monsters platform, come on let's go check it out!" He exclaimed like an eager little boy, running ahead of her. She sighed, running to catch up with him.

"Hey wait up!"

Damien led them through most of the theme park and Aislynn caught only glimpses of other gaming arenas, until they passed the newest edition to the park, Death-T. She stopped in her tracks to gaze at the menacing-looking tower, marveling at its size.

"Hello!?" Damien called running back to her, "What's up? I've already got us a gaming arena set up."

"Damien, what's Death-T?" Damien laughed,

"Only the most challenging gaming arena here at KaibaLand. I don't think you'd be interested, you might break a nail princess." Aislynn glared at him and crossed her arms,

"How would you know? You've never taken me to an arcade." Damien snickered unbelievingly,

"Trust me my little lamb, you wouldn't last five minutes in Death-T and that's the truth. It requires, no more like demands, physical strength, smarts and common sense."

"And you think that I have none of those things?" She inquired, extremely irritated,

"No, it's more like I don't want to see my little lamb get hurt." He said, putting an arm around her shoulders, "Now come on, let's go play duel monsters!" He ran ahead again and Aislynn groaned with exhaustion, rolling her eyes.

The dueling arena they reserved was like all the others, so it was really nothing special, the only thing that Aislynn disliked was the fact that she'd be playing her cards in front of at least five cameras and that the duel would be broadcasted in front of the thousands of tourists at KaibaLand. She shrugged; she would just have to deal with it.

"Heh heh, you ready to get your ass whooped?" Damien laughed.

"No, but I know someone else who's getting his ass whooped." She smirked.

"Ha, in your dreams Aislynn, do I have to remind you that I'm the better duelist?" She glared at him,

"Humph, we'll see…"

"Let's Duel!" They shouted in sync.


Seto Kaiba sighed with boredom as he tried to keep himself awake as the park manager went over the report concerning the running order of the roller coasters and the dueling arenas. The idiot had been rambling for nearly an hour now, putting way too much detail into his report as his eyes flicked nervously back and forth from the floor to the fearsome CEO.

"Just get to the point already." He growled, causing the manager to sweat with a nervous fever. Just as the man was about to finish his report, a lower worker burst through the door.

"Mr. Kaiba! Sir I think you might wanna come down here and see this!" The young man panted, his trashy clothes hinting at the fact that he was one of the mechanics.

"What is this? What do I need to see? If it's a duel I'm not interested, not unless they're foolish enough to take my Death-T challenge." Kaiba inquired, only willing to attend to the necessary then get out. Mokuba sat nearby, reading some comic book he picked up earlier that day.

"No, i-it's nothing like that sir, it's just that, one of the duel arenas are acting up, I think that somebody is tampering with our satellites." Kaiba's usual icy glare turned into a dangerous glower as he heard these words.

"What! Who is it?" Kaiba demanded, following the younger worker downstairs to see what all the commotion was about. The worker showed him camera footage of an ongoing duel between an young ebony-haired girl about his age and an older man in his late twenties with longish bright bleach blonde hair tied back in a queue. By the looks of things the girl seemed to be losing dramatically, her monsters were being destroyed no matter what she did, there could only be one explanation, the man she was dueling had tampered with their satellites. Kaiba walked back upstairs with an angry glower still planted on his face. He tugged his brother with him as he left to deal with the problem.

"Come on Mokuba, let's go show that snake what happens when he cheats at my park." He growled, walking briskly through his dragon-themed amusement park.

"Okay! You're gonna teach him a lesson, right Seto?" Mokuba asked enthusiastically. Seto smirked evilly,

"Don't worry Mokuba, I'll teach him a lesson he won't soon forget."


Hey everybody! Woot, I finally finished chapter one! I'm sorry to say that there isn't much Seto and Mokuba in there but not to worry, there will be plenty more of them in the next chapter! :D If you are wondering what Death-T is, it is an attraction at KaibaLand that only appeared in season 0 of the Yu-Gi-Oh! anime. Feel free to PM me if you want to know more about it. And I really want to know your opinions on Aislynn too like for instance, is she too perfect? I feel like I made her a little too nice for Kaiba, but then again you guys haven't really read much about her yet, so I guess that it's too early to make assumptions at this time. Anyway, feel free to read and review, it does your heart good when you do! X3 And incase I don't update anything before then, I want to wish everyone a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!