Knocks were heard on the other side of the front door. The servants near the entrance looked up from their chores and duties as they heard constant pounding on the door.

"Who can be out on this bloody night?" A servant exclaimed while he began to walk towards the door.

"Master Ivan won't be pleased. You know how he doesn't like visitors in the castle." another servant stopped him from opening the door.

The rest of the servants came near and questioned everything that was going on.

"Yeah, but it's a bad storm out there, the person might get sick!" The servants all tried to persuade each other to open the door.

They all nodded and turned the large handle. A rush of cold air swept inside and rain started to pour down on them.

The figure was wrapped in a black cloak, crouching down on it's knees, and it's face was turned at the ground.

"Please...it's so cold out..." it was difficult to tell whether the figure was male or female, so none of the servants addressed them as sir or ma'am.

"Oh, you must come inside, you must be cold from being out-"

"What did I say about visitors in my castle?" a stern voice erupted and made every servant jump out of fear.

"I-I-Ivan! You must understand, this person is probably sick from the cold! Surely you must have some heart to-"

Ivan didn't let the servant finish. "My castle, my rules. Don't you get it, da?" he pointed to the cloaked figure. "Leave my land at once, you can't stay here,"

"What if I give you this?" the figure shuddered as a sunflower was taken out from its cloak. "I'll trade one night here, just one night, for this sunflower. It's very special, one in a million. That's all I'm asking,"

The servants made way as Ivan walked to the cloaked figure. The sunflower was indeed beautiful, its bright petals glistening to the touch, and it was Ivan's favorite flower as well.

But that didn't stop him from refusing the offer. "I don't want it, just get out of my palace," his hand were gestured for leaving out the door.

Everyone including Ivan stared in wonder as the figure began to glow a light blue. "You have no sympathy for others, and your heart is entirely cruel with no joy or hope. You are truly a beast inside."

Gasps were heard across the room as the figure was removed of his cloak. He wore blue clothing to match with the glowing aura that was surrounding his body. His blond hair shone bright with a gold cross pin and a strange curl from the side. He pointed straight at Ivan and every candlelight seemed to be lit off in the castle.

"Maybe you need to learn to show more compassion in your heart, but until then, your entire castle, your staff of servants, and yourself will be cursed!"

In a single instant, light surrounded the entire castle and everyone inside.

"If you find someone to love and for them to love in return before the carnation loses all its petals after two years, then the curse will be lifted. But if you don't find love, once time is up..."

Pain erupted in Ivan as he collapsed to the floor beneath him. Screams of agony escaped his mouth as his bones rearranged themselves and skin torn open to reveal pure white fur growing from his body. He watched in horror as his hands turned into large paws with razor sharp claws. His mouth was bleeding from the growth of his teeth and long snout.

It was impossible to see the humanity in Ivan now. Panting from all the changes, Ivan was near passing out on the castle floor. The warlock stood his side and whispered in Ivan's furry ear.

"...you'll remain a beast for the rest of your life..."

Every man and woman in the village knew of him. They all knew of his name, his features, his personality, and no one else was close to who he was.

His name was Yao Wang, and despite his traits, his looks were admired by men and women around him. He had silky, black hair that was long enough to be tied. His brown eyes shone bright and lit up the world around him. He was shorter than most men and could almost be mistaken for a girl, but it never bothered Yao one bit.

At first sight, many would think of him as a normal man who lives a normal life in this normal town like everyone else.

But those people were all wrong.

Yao was a complete outcast to the village. He never really talked to anyone and was more interested into reading books that most people wouldn't read anymore. When a nice lady (or man) asked to marry him, Yao would always decline the offer. Although Yao had a small figure, he was very strong-headed, intelligent, and very talkative at times.

However, there was one man who would never accept that he was being rejected by Yao for a marriage proposal. And each time he called himself 'awesome', it only seemed to piss off Yao more than he already was.

"Oh, Yao! The awesome me has come by your side for your hand in marriage!" the Prussian exclaimed as he grabbed Yao from behind.

"You've been asking me to propose all day, aru! I'm not going to accept! Why don't you marry that girl Elizabeta, aru?" His eyes never left the book he held and he still walked normally even when Gilbert was stalking him.

"You mean that Hungarian? I've asked her as well, but she's already married off to that stupid Austrian. Damn you, Roderich," he muttered that last statement with anger in his tone. "But that only means I can get my awesome eyes on you now!" he wrapped a strong arm around Yao's skinny neck.

Yao pulled away from his grasp and had flares in his eyes. "You say that to all the girls you see! Besides, I'm not interested in you, aru."

"Doesn't matter! I know the awesome me can be the most awesomest husband for you! So, what do you say?"

Pissed enough, Yao whacked the annoying Prussian with the book without saying a word.

"Ouch! Well, at least it's not one of Elizabeta's frying pans," said Gilbert as he laughed out of relief.

"Maybe you were hit for a reason, aru! I bet you deserved that from her after she kept on refusing your proposal!" yelled out Yao as he turned his back to return home. "How about you go back to those perverted people you call friends, aru?"

Gilbert let out a roar of laughter. "Kesesese~ You mean Francis and Antonio? Maybe I should get them here right now!"

"I don't want those perverts near me!" Everybody in the village knew about those three as well. A trio of a Frenchman, a Spaniard, and a Prussian. And it was never a good idea to be alone with them, no matter what gender, and God knows what they could do to you.

"Fine, but if West is at your place, can he be away from that strange brother of yours?" Yao raised his eyebrow once Gilbert mentioned his brother into the conversation.

"What do you mean by Kiku being stange?" he crossed his arms around his chest in rage and waited for an answer.

"You know what he draws for entertainment..." his face curled into a smirk as he spoke those words.

Yao knew it was true. His brother, Kiku Honda, was a skilled and talented artist. He could draw anything from people to animals to landscapes, yet Kiku could draw 'stuff' that could cause nosebleeds and possibly fainting. Even when Yao was looking through his artwork, he ended up with his cheeks flushing in deep shades of red and almost passing out on the floor.

"And he also hangs out with my brother and that Italian a lot. When Ludwig's at home, he actually talks to me a lot about him! I bet your brother has something to do with that!"

That was where the Chinese man snapped.

"Don't you dare talk about Kiku like that!" he smacked the book against Gilbert's head again, forming a red spot from it's impact. "I know what he draws is weird, but he is still my brother, aru! Plus, I can assure you that your brother having feelings for Feliciano has nothing to do with Kiku, aru!"

Before Gilbert could have the chance to respond, Yao was already running back the pathway to his home.

"Alright Yao, but it won't be long until you come crawling to propose to the awesome me!" Gilbert yelled out as loud as he could so Yao was able to hear him.

He continued to run until he could no longer see any sight of Gilbert behind him.

So I am finally done with the first chapter of the RoChu parody of Beauty and the Beast! I'm going to try and make this story a little bit different than the Disney adaption, so that might stir me up a bit...

And I made Kiku the 'papa' of this story because...well... he is the brother of Yao in the series, but I would think that Kiku would include certain 'stuff' in his artwork...

And if anyone is confused:

Belle - Yao - China

The Beast - Ivan - Russia

Gaston - Gilbert - Prussia

Louie(or whatever his name was) - Francis/Antonio - France/Spain

Belle's Father(brother in this case) - Kiku - Japan

Warlock - It's Norway.

I might do something differently with what the servants are turned into in the story... but I do know the Baltics and England would be included in the servants... maybe more...

Feliciano/Italy and Ludwig/Germany? I'm not sure whether or not to include roles for them, but who knows?

Please favorite/review if you want more of this story!

Hetalia and Beauty and the Beast does not and will never belong to me.