Author: Weirdo Valex

Title: The godfather's daughter

Disclaimer: I don't know own Yu-gi-oh, neither the Godfather

PD: If anyone is reading my fanfic I just want to say that I'm sorry if it's not the best written story you have ever read but English is not my language so it's very difficult for me. I really like Seto Kaiba and The Godfather so I thought it would be a good idea to join these characters. Please write reviews! Doesn't matter if it is to insult my work, it will help me a lot.

It was being a long flight. No more to see through the windows than clouds and the only thing she could think about was the life she had been forced to leave behind. About things that were happening and she never intended to. Things that no one could really understand, though she didn't expect them to do so. It was too complicated to explain.

How suddenly everything got so messed up- she said to herself– What am I saying? When all this hasn't been a freakin mess?

She kept looking through the plane window while she wondered about her new destination and what she would tell everyone who asked about her life. She had to make up a good story. Her father would be a poor but honest farmer, who was lucky enough to marry the pretty and loving woman her mother was.

The simple thought made her laugh. It was ironically so far from the truth that it was funny, but she would have time enough to think about a better lie, 'cause certainly the truth wouldn't help her at all, it never had.

Seto Kaiba was performing his usual role of the cold and merciless CEO. It was an unbelievable boring meeting and someone had to be blamed for that. Maybe the stupid girl with the graphics in pastel tones, or the geek with the ridiculous idea of starting a partnership with Industrials Illusions. He was going to start dicing heads when his secretary got in.

- I'm sorry to bother you sir, but uh… you told me to remind you about that thing you have to do at the airport-

He had almost forgotten about that damn girl he was supposed to pick up. The idea of having a stranger living in his house didn't make him that happy, well it's not like many things make him happy anyway. He was starting to have second thoughts about the whole idea. Then he remembered the charts that were shown to him. He hadn't gotten chance to fix things with Pegasus. He was sure he was delighted with the idea of stealing his company and making him miserable, but that wasn't going to happen.

He would take that girl home and find out how to get rid of her later. He couldn't let anyone start manipulating him. But for the moment he couldn't move till the meeting was over. He will send someone to pick her up.

-Tell my driver to do so for me- he coldly answered as he continued his merciless labor

She got off from the plane looking for a familiar face, but it wouldn't be one. She knew no one. She started searching with her sight for the one who was supposed to pick her up, but she didn't find anyone. It was a gigantic airport and there she was all lost, trying to figure out where to go. Then a man approached to her carrying a picture. He was dressed up like the typical drivers.

- Are you…- he stopped to read what was reading on the photograph- Isabelle Corleone?

- Yes I am- she timidly answered

- Come with me please. I will take you to Mr. Kaiba's house.

She followed the driver till the airport's parking lot. The man walked to a black limo and told her to get in. She never really thought the man he was staying with was that rich. She was used to drivers, but having a limo was something else.

The ride wasn't that long and soon she had got to her destination. The driver had pulled in front of an extremely big and fancy house. For a moment she thought the driver had to pick someone else in that house and then they will be going where they should, but when he started taking out her luggage then she realized it was her stop.

A gray haired woman received her in the living room and immediately started to give her some instructions but she wasn't really paying attention, she was astonished by the vastness of the house. It was like the movies. The same huge stairs in the middle of the hallway. The shiny floor, the classic master pieces on the walls, the exotic rugs on the floor. It was better than a hotel. She was carried through a huge hall until some wood doors. That had to be her bedroom.

This would be your room- the maid said. She unlocked the door with a key and continued with the instructions – You can put your clothes there – pointing a dark wardrobe – Here is the bathroom- opening the doors to show her how incredible neat it was – And here are the keys for any that might be locked in this room- giving her a set of keys – I'm sure you have to be tired, so get some rest. Mr Kaiba won't be here till seven

The woman had started leaving when Isabelle stopped her. At least she had to know her name; they would be living in the same house anyway.

Wait, please. What's your name-

You can call me Lynette-

Thanks for the help Lynette- the girl answered while she watched the woman leave.

She gave a look to her room. It was really nice. A lot of light came in through the giant windows. The bed was in the middle of the room, covered with purple silk sheets and some cushions. It was really amazing. She took her baggage and was starting to unpack when she heard a voice greeting her.

Hi- the tiny voice said. She turned around and saw a smiling kid standing near the door. He got black hair and big dark eyes. He approached to her calmly and stared at her waiting for her response.

Hi- she reached to say till the boy started to talk again

Are you the girl Seto told me about? You're staying with us right? I'm Mokuba

Yes I think, I would be staying here for a while, at least I hope so-

Cool! Finally someone to play with. What's your name?-

Isabelle

Would you stay with us like for ever?

Mmm no. I don't think so. Soon or later I will go back home

Where's your home?

Italy. Do you know where it is?

Mmm not really.

Well is in Europe, far far away from here.

Like how far?

Like 14 hours in plane

That's a lot. It's like when Seto and I go to America. We stay like the whole day in the plane

Yeah it sucks.

It does!... But mm, if your home is so far, how come you staying here with us?

The interrogatory had begun. Sooner than she thought it would. What would she tell? She couldn't tell the kid she was in his house hiding from those that wanted to see her dead. Too much for the innocent mind. She had to make up something and quickly.

- Well you'll see. Mmm… my father is a good friend of… Mr. Kaiba, is he your father by the way?- maybe she could change the subject and avoid the hard question

- It depends. Who's the mr Kaiba your father knows?

She didn't really remember the name. She had the name of the man somewhere in her pocket written on a piece of paper Jack had given her at the last moment.

- Well it is… Gozaburo Kaiba

The kid's face suddenly changed. It was more like sad now. Had she said something bad?

- Gozaburo doesn't live here anymore. He's dead- he remained silent for a while. He was starting to speak again when some guy interrupted him.

He was standing in the hall looking at the little kid with deep blue eyes.

- Big brother! I thought you weren't coming till seven- the kid said running to the guy in the hall to hold him in an embrace. The guy just messed his dark hair and then looked at the girl standing in the middle of the room.

- Seto that's Isabelle. She's staying with us remember?-

The guy nodded and then whispered something the little kid only could hear.

- Sure big bro- the kid walked off leaving the blue eyed guy with Isabelle.

He walked in closing the door. He gave her no more than a cold look.

Isabelle could now see him with more detail. He was like two heads taller than her, and she had to admit he was kind of cute.

She began to think about what the kid had just said about Gozaburo being dead. Then who was the one who had agreed to take her in? She remembered the maid telling her Mr Kaiba wouldn't be in the house till seven, and the boy saying the same thing to the figure just entered, so it had to be him.

I'm very grateful for your hospitality. You don't know how much. You really have a nice house by the way- she said

There's no need for any of that. You're welcome here – he made an effort to smile and say what he did. That wasn't what he really wanted to tell her

"Because of your father's damn threatens"- he thought. He needed to know who her father was in order to get himself out of the ridiculous situation. And when he knew, the man will regret messing up with Seto Kaiba. He felt like letting out his malicious laugh but it wasn't the moment. He had to make her believe she was more than welcome in his house.

No. I have to thank you. My father told me I was staying in his friend's house, Gozaburo Kaiba, but now I learned from your brother he's no longer alive, and I realized there was no reason for anyone living here to do my dad any favors. Max talked to you, didn't he?

The girl knew the ways her father had to get what he wanted so there was no need for Kaiba to keep pretending to be a nice host.

Talked to me or menace to take my company away from me? 'Cause that seems the way your father asks people to do him favors. But this won't last for much – he narrowed his eyes letting her know he meant what he said.

Listen, I'm not proud about my father actions, but I'm sure he will pay you back.

I don't need anything from anyone. Who is your father anyway that believes himself so powerful to make people do what he wants?

It's complicated to explain…-

You'll tell me right now, 'cause I'm starting to think police will be glad to have you in their hands.

You're right. I understand you. I'm sorry if my father caused you any problems

Didn't you hear me? I want to know who the hell your father is, RIGHT NOW!- he screamed. It had been a tough day and he wasn't in a mood for playing the role of nice guy. He never was.

Isabelle said nothing, and then she started talking again.

You deserve an explanation, of course, but you have to swear no one will know about this conversation.

Just talk- Kaiba said impatiently.

All right… Well, like there's no easy way to say this, I will just say it… My father is the chief of one of the biggest mafia families in Italy. There aren't many nowadays but Corleone family is one of them, and this is how they handle things. Now, for certain circumstances there are families that want to see me dead. Would you please try to understand my father position? I'm sure he didn't want to menace you in any way.

Am I supposed to feel relieved now knowing that I have to hide the daughter of a criminal? Gee, lucky me you're not a murderer, right?.. Listen to me girl, no one messes with me, and I don't care if your father is one of the biggest gangsters. I will handle my company again, so don't get too comfortable- he gave her the coldest look and got out the room slamming the door.

Isabelle just sighed. It was not surprise for her he had treated her that way. It was going to be a though time.