Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade, Takao Aoki does.

It's not really meant to be a oneshot, just an idea for Parody, something light. I have another chapter in mind but I don't know when and if it comes out...sorry. ':D

Voltaire and Borkov are... good in this one. (Vladimir Borkov. i found it somewhere. In the originalV. it's Vladimir, not Boris.)


One upon a time, in a faraway Empire of Russia, lived a king, whose power and riches were known throughout all the nations. He was educated to be a great king and a strong warrior; strong and brave, he won every battle he fought. Cunning and clever he outwitted his enemies, understanding and kind to his people he ruled his empire, but fair to the poor and the judgment upon the sinners and criminals. He ruled his land with great with wisdom and integrity, even if sometimes being a little rough around the edges and quick to become irritated. He did so all by himself, and with a little help from his most trusted servant; the Castle's Chamberlain, his top Advisor and his second-hand; *Vladimir Borkov.

But like any mortal being, the king was bound to grow old. The king knew this, and so he married a woman to bring forth a son; someone who would grow to be a powerful and as smart and fair and straight, law-abiding and wise like his father, to be the heir to the throne once the king decides it is his time to step down.

There was one problem though; in the matter of Persona, the Crown Prince, Susumu, was a wimp.

He was smart, he was wise, he was honest, fair and kind. He looked tough and liked women and drinking, and if he really wanted he could be strong and rough as well, but he wasn't and didn't want to. Rather than rule the country and punish the thieves and murderers he would go to bars and drink or batter - stay at his workshop making toys for kids, or lay on the grass lazily all day watching the clouds float by. He was way too relaxed and kindhearted and lazy to his father's liking, and it didn't change one bit as he grew up.

The father and son had good relationship have no doubt, but Susumu was a softy and loose. He liked playing with women and aspired to be a toy maker. He didn't fit for Kinghood and frankly, he didn't want to.

At night, Susumu went to the club to drink with his friends and flirt. Other times he stayed home to design toys and games for children. In the meanwhile, seasons passed, years went by and the king's lengthening hair begun to turn ash-colored grey.

The king was desperate for a suitable heir.

Then one peaceful day a miracle occurred; His loose son, you see... there was that one chick...

And just like that the reckless son stopped ogling other women, he fell in love with that one chick and they got married, and after three months the toys he made stopped leaving the palace to be given to the kids of the country, and were placed neatly on the shelves of the new babyroom awaiting its new occupant.

The King didn't care that the woman wasn't royalty and was of poor roots, he was too deep into ecstasy that he was finally getting a grandson and could stop worrying about a suitable heir to the throne before his time is out.

Nine months later the newly appointed Princess went into labor. It was a stormy night of rain and lighting, and unfortunately, she was too weak to survive.

The mother died but her child lived. Despite the circumstances of the princess, Everyone was happy for the newborn and the baby was loved dearly both by his father and grandfather. He grew up with much love and care and the best conditions and education he could get.

They named the Little Prince; Kai.

Seasons passed, years went by, and the baby, Prince Kai, grew. Kai; Susumu's son, King Voltaire's grandson, the one who is designated to be the next king of the great Empire of Russia.

There was, however, one problem.

In the matter of Persona, Prince Kai was an Ass.