Hi! This is my attempt at a humorous parody of "Beauty and the Beast" starring the YGO cast. I don't own them. Woe is me. Hope you enjoyed Chapter One!

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, I just cast them in this story line that I don't own either. And I'm dirt poor. So don't sue me. You'll only be wasting your time.

Is This Your Mansion?

Chapter Two

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Though it was morning when he and Pegasus had left their home, and the journey had taken less than a day to reach the beast's domicile, the sky hovering above the mansion seemed locked in perpetual night. Venturing forth, shivering at the dreaded feeling in his stomach, Ryou resolved to be brave, for his father's sake at least.

The front door swung open as well when Ryou reached the house, inviting him with welcome light. Ryou too found the dining hall spread with the most inviting food, intoxicating aromas and tempting dishes. The seat at the head of the extensive table was pulled out for the boy and, blushing, Beauty shyly accepted the invitation. The plush of the velvet cushions were soft and comforting and, despite how his father spoke of the host, Ryou could not imagine life being so terrible in this palace of luxury the likes of which he had never laid his pretty brown eyes upon. Oh, but if his whole family were here- that was all this place lacked. Ryou already missed his sisters' smiles and laughs and love, and, despite how (coughdisturbingcough) his father could be when he called him "Beauty-boy," Ryou missed that too. Sighing because he knew he might never see them again, Beauty began to eat.

However, Ryou had not been at the table more than five minutes before he found himself unable to eat and, setting his fork down, he began to silently, heart-wrenchingly break down in sobs.

"Please don't cry," a voice pleaded at Ryou's shoulder suddenly, startling the boy. Glancing behind him in a panic, Beauty saw only an ornate mirror hanging on the wall behind him, his tear-streaked face looking back at him with a frightened expression.

Beauty wiped his eyes of his tears and sniffled. "W-who's there?" he squeaked.

"Hello," the voice spoke again, the voice coming from somewhere in the space between the mirror and Beauty. Ryou's eyes darted frantically around, but he again saw no one. The voice laughed softly. "Oh, I'm sorry. You can't see me."

"W-why can't I see you?" Ryou asked, his body starting to shiver with cold.

"Because I'm invisible."

"And why i-is that?"

The voice sighed. "Because we are all invisible. Everyone except him…and you, of course. You see, we are all under a curse placed upon us by a fairy ten years ago."

Ryou was even more startled than before. Invisible people! Who knew how many there were…and what happened if you walked through them? "Wh-who are you?"

The voice gasped in shock and Beauty worried for a moment that he had offended the invisible man in some way. "Oh how rude of me!" the voice spoke anxiously. "I am Yuugi. And what is your name?"

The voice, Yuugi, sounded friendly enough for Ryou to relax a little and even smile slightly at the empty air in front of him. "My name is Ryou, but I've always been called Beauty by Father and my sisters."

The voice giggled. "Beauty!" he exclaimed. "That's a wonderful name. It suits you very well."

Beauty blushed brightly on his pale white skin. "Thank you," he muttered, embarrassed.

Yuugi continued to giggle. "You're even prettier when you blush!" he proclaimed. Ryou turned bright red at that.

"Ah-hem," another voice spoke from the door. This time Ryou was not surprised to see only air standing there. "Yuugi, tell me I didn't just hear that."

"Jounouchi! How long have you been standing there?" Yuugi exclaimed.

"Long enough to know this guest of ours is 'prettier when he blushes'," the voice addressed Jounouchi growled.

There was the sound of a petulant stamp in the spot Beauty assumed Yuugi stood. "Oh Jou, don't get jealous! You're way prettier than Ryou is, I promise!"

"I'm invisible, Yuugi. And of course I'm jealous. Look at him; the kid is gorgeous!"

"Way to kill a person's ego you guys," a sarcastic voice remarked from somewhere down the table.

"Otogi!" the Yuugi and Jou voices cried in astonishment.

"How long have you been there?" Yuugi questioned.

"Since Beauty arrived. I opened the door for him, then followed him in here to pull out his chair," the third voice replied smugly.

Beauty was starting to grow dizzy from all the voices and politely raised his hands to his ears. Immediately the talking ceased.

"Oh!" Yuugi gasped again. "How rude of us! Ryou isn't used to all of these invisible voices. And neither of you have been properly introduced to our guest." Suddenly Ryou felt hands gently pry his hands away from his face. "Beauty, I apologize for our rudeness. You have not been properly introduced to Jou or Otogi." Ryou heard footsteps creak across the floor. "Ryou, this voice is Jounouchi and he's…uh, he's a good friend of mine."

The third voice laughed. "Oh, just come out and say it Yuuge. You and Jou are lovers and we all know it." There was a movement of the table cloth as the voice turned to Ryou. "Beauty was it? Pleasure to meet you. I'm Otogi. Word of advice; avoid the third door on the left when you climb up the stairs any time between 4 and 9 in the evening- chances are, if you hear some…strange…noises coming from there, it's those two going at it. Not a pretty soundtrack, if you know what I mean. Yuugi's a screamer."

Beauty felt himself blush for Yuugi, whom he imagined would be blushing just as much were he visible. As Otogi laughed, there was a tap on Ryou's shoulder and Jou's voice whispering in his ear.

"Since Otogi gave you some advice, here's a pointer you'd be happy to keep in mind. Otogi and the stable hand Honda also happen to be together, so avoid the stables at all times. Otogi may be here now, but chances are in about thirty seconds he'll be gone to join Honda. And let me tell you, that is not a pretty sight; you see, Honda is not invisible. You don't want to walk in on them if you can avoid it." Ryou didn't think he could flush any brighter than he was now.

Abruptly, a soft hand grabbed Ryou's and pulled him out of his chair. "You must be exhausted!" Yuugi said. "I'll show you to your room. Do you prefer white or yellow?"

Beauty blinked in confusion. "Uh…" his brain could not conjure up a proper response, the idea of being pulled by an invisible person boggling his mind.

"Walls," Yuugi explained. "White or yellow walls."

"Er, white, I suppose," Ryou muttered.

"Excellent choice!" Yuugi said exuberantly, then started to drag the boy up the stairs. Ten minutes later they reached the top and Yuugi pulled Ryou down the left corridor, which was bright with soft pink wall paper. Curiously glancing behind him, Beauty shuddered at the sight of the right wing. It was dark and shadowed and caused a shiver to dance down Ryou's spine.

Yuugi seemed to see where Ryou was looking. "Oh, that's the West Wing," he muttered. "That's the Master's corridor. It is forbidden to go down there, do you understand?" Ryou nodded, then reluctantly tore his eyes away from the shadows.

When they reached the end of the hall Yuugi came to an abrupt halt and Ryou felt himself slam against the air. Yuugi let out a small "oof" and Ryou sighed in relief. He would never have to worry about walking through any of his new companions.

"Here we are," Yuugi whispered reverently, staring up at the gigantic wooden door carved with angels and depictions of what Ryou assumed was supposed to be Heaven. "This will be your room, Ryou. If you need anything, just call for us. You can stand out in the hall or on the stairwell and say a name. One of us will answer." The door opened of what seemed to be its own will and Yuugi let Ryou's hand drop. "This is as far as I go. Also, dinner is at six; Master will expect you down in the dining hall promptly at that time." Ryou was tenderly pushed through the doorway and then the door shut, closing Beauty in a world of white.

Or, at least, that's how it seemed at the time. The room was circular, with white walls and one long window running from one end of the room to the other, encompassing the room in white. A canopy bed sat in the middle of the room, with virgin snow sheets and an off-white canopy of the finest silk. The carpet, so think and soft Ryou's feet got lost in the comfort, reminded Beauty of walking on clouds. On one side of the door was a closet filled with white silk robes from the finest silkworm's web. On the other wall was a painting of a beautiful, but sad, woman with expressive blue eyes and gorgeous black hair and skin the finest shade of pale. She was smiling, but in her hand was a locket, clutched tightly in her hand, and her smile seemed sorrowful.

Ryou was entranced by the painting, forgetting his fatigue in an instant. As Beauty drank in the woman of the picture, he vaguely became aware of another presence in the room. "Hello?" he called softly.

"She was our mother," a voice spoke to Ryou's left. Turning, Ryou was staring at thin air again. "She was so beautiful, but so sad. At least, that's what brother says. He remembers her better than I do."

"Did she die…?" Ryou whispered.

"Yes, years ago. Ten years, to be precise. Brother changed, after that."

"Tell me," Ryou said, tearing his eyes finally from the painting, "what is your name?"

"I'm Mokuba. And you're the first person to walk into this room since my mother died. Brother never comes in here anymore."

"Your brother," Ryou spoke, walking towards the bed. "He is the master of this house?"

"That's right. He's the reason we are all invisible."

"Except himself."

"And you, of course," Mokuba said.

"And Honda, the stable hand." Ryou glanced over to where he thought Mokuba stood. "Tell me, why is that?"

"Oh, Honda came here about seven years ago. He had lost the love of his life, thinking he was dead until he found him here, quite alive-"

"But invisible," Ryou finished.

"That's right. Otogi was invisible. We were all rather disappointed when he arrived."

Ryou yawned, leaning back into the pillows on the bed. "Why is that?" he asked, his eyes fighting his curiosity to close and surrender to sleep.

There was soft laughter. "Perhaps we'll tell you later, when you're awake."

Ryou nodded. "I suppose that's agreeable."

The sheets on the bed were lifted, then tucked around the boy. "By the way, what is your name?" Mokuba asked as Ryou settled into the bed, preparing for sleep.

"I'm…" Ryou yawned again. "…Beauty."

TBC…

Hmm, that was a lot of fun! I love that I got Wishshipping and Chaseshipping in here! That was cool. So, as for the "Beast"…if you couldn't guess who it was from the first chapter, I bet you know now, huh? Well, last chance to guess! Also, predictions as to why everyone is invisible would be acceptable (I actually do want to know where you guys think the story is going!)

We'll be meeting the rest of the inhabitants of the mansion next chapter and Ryou will encounter the Beast for the first time! Some possible Yuugi/Jou fluff as well as Otogi/Honda fluff. Until next time!

Note: From now on, this will be a biweekly story- I have written up to Chapter 6, and I want to always stay ahead of this story. So please don't ask me to update quickly- the next update will not be until the 20th.