A/N: I am doing pretty good at getting these chapters out. =D I also wanted to apologize for any grammar mistakes or other errors you find in any chapters. I am getting a beta reader soon and will be fixing all the mistakes possible. ^^ I also believe I'll get better at writing in 3rd person. I am just use to 1st person type of writing and I even screwed this up and began writing this chapter in first person and groaned out loud when I caught myself. It's such a hard transition for me, but I thought it would be best to write in 3rd person given this type of story. Thank you everyone for the reviews I have received. They really encourage me to keep writing, so please always inform me on what you think of the story. =D Also for those who wonder why I use the name Sasurealian. That is because that is my main account, however I am not posting any of my Sheik X Link stuff on there any longer.

Locking up the Sun

By Sasurealian

Chapter Two

Sweat beaded on Link's brows as he heavily breathed trying to decipher his next move. Henry's eyes bore into his without a blink as he waited for Link to move. They weren't making any progress and it seemed as though they had the same idea.

Link wiped the sweat from his brow, wanting to get this over with already. His blond hair was sticking to the nape of his neck and he could feel a sunburn coming on from the heat. Why did they always have to spar in the middle of the afternoon? Link grew more frustrated as time went on.

Smirking devilishly and no longer caring about his defense, Link launched forward with his feet kicking up the dirt on the ground.

Henry had been waiting for him to move and immediately reacted, jumping to the side and dodging Link's sword that pierced directly into the ground. Link wouldn't say he was aiming at his face, but-

"You better keep your attention alert young Prince." Henry came at him from behind before Link could recover and he stumbled back trying to dodge his continuous swings of his sword with his own.

Swiftly, Link stepped back with every swing, one, two, three and then suddenly an idea came to him. He ducked under Henry's sword and swung his legs out under him, tripping his instructor to the ground and leaving his sword thrown elsewhere. Link grinned so widely his teeth probably reflected off of the sun as he pointed his blade at the tip of his nose.

"My my, Prince, I haven't seen that before, how clever you are." Henry chuckled before sticking out his hand for the Prince to grab it.

Link pulled him to his feet and laughed sheepishly, "Oh that? It just suddenly came to me." Link couldn't help but think back to Sheik and their little quarrel last night. He had to be quicker than his opponent and always take them by surprise. Henry has known Link his whole life which gave him leverage because he never would have seen a move like that coming.

Henry panted, trying to calm his beating heart as he patted Link on the shoulder, "That will do for today. I think you're learning a thing or two, but that certainly wasn't from me." And Link agreed. Henry wasn't much for hand- to- hand combat, or well in this case it was foot- to- foot. He decided he would have to brag to Zelda about his skills later.

"Awesome! I think I am going to shower because I probably smell like a cucco." Henry shot Link a disapproving glare at his reply which Link brushed off with a smile, "I'll see you tomorrow, Henry!." He shouted out as he ran wildly past the sparring ground and into the castle, dodging the gardener who sent Link daggers.

After Link's shower, he decided to wear something light for the evening. He didn't plan to do anymore training for the night and decided dinner and studies was his choice of activity for the remaining day. He tied his hair in a loose braid that barely touched his shoulders and wore several different robes of beige and gold that reached to the floor. He hated all the layers and debated on whether he should just wear the one which cut off at the shoulders, but he knew his father would complain about Royalty and how "Princes' don't dress like that".

Sighing, Link decided to explore the castle to see what Zelda was up to.


After searching for almost fifteen minutes, he found her reading in the library with spectacles on her face, "Hey they you are." He plopped himself down in a chair next to her and peered over her shoulder at the book she was reading. Words Link didn't care to read decorated the page and he cringed.

"It's studies, something you probably know little about given that you have time to annoy me."

Link scoffed, "I take offense to that! I was just coming to talk to you about some important matters." Link leaned in close to her ear and whispered, "Stuff about last night."

"Oh my gosh you didn't!" Zelda gasped and threw her book down on the table beside her.

"Ah, but I did."

"Oh please tell me what happened." Zelda pushed her spectacles up on her nose, "Did he speak to you?"

"Shh, keep your voice down." Link glanced back at the open library door and exhaled, "I think that we should go to our secret place if we want to talk about this. I really don't want anyone to overhear us."

Zelda nodded in agreement.


After dinner had passed, both children of the King made their way to the back of the garden where they could talk in private. The sun was beginning to set, which Link was happy for because his robes were rather heavy for the summer air. He decided to strip a few layers while no one was looking, except for his sister who shrieked before realizing there was about two more layers before he was actually naked.

"Would you stop that? If you yell one more time I am not telling you a word!"

"Can you warn me before you strip?"

"Zelda….come on.." Link cocked a brow, "We were naked in the same womb before. Give me a break."

"Goddesses Link, I am surprised my fetus self didn't devour you."

Link nursed his temples while closing his eyes. Sometimes the best method was to simply block her out, "Do you want me to tell you what happened last night or what?"

"YES! Spill it!" Zelda latched herself to Link's arm causing him to growl at her in warning.

"Well first off, the cellars are filthy! I felt like I had stepped into the underworld when I got down there and the smell was atrocious!" Link scrunched his nose in disgust at the thought, "Then when I finally found the guy he looked awful. I began to wonder that maybe he was punched in the face."

"It was likely Cornell. He was already in a nasty mood and I know he doesn't like the Sheikah." Zelda bit the corner of her lip and sighed, "That's so unfair."

"Yea he didn't seem tickled when I showed up. I introduced myself, but he didn't make a sound. To make things worse, I doubt they fed him last night either." Link paused for a moment and realized that they probably didn't fed him today, too. Luckily there were leftovers again tonight.

"Then what happened?"

"Oh...well, I went up to the kitchen and snuck him food of course. When I brought it back to him, I opened the cellar door and he attacked me!" Link threw his hands up in the air emphasizing an attack, "He is actually really strong and I believe that if he really wanted to he could have escaped, but something stopped him."

"Hah, someone stronger than you huh?" Zelda raised a brow and snickered.

"Oh shush, I can admit when someone is strong. He might be slender, but he...uh...ya'know, is a Sheikah and those guys have strength."

"So what, if he didn't escape what did happen?"

"I told him to go back to his cell because there wasn't any point to him escaping." Link crossed his arms and waited for Zelda to respond, but she didn't.

Soon the sun melted into the sky and all that was left was the hue of orange fading. Link smiled gently and leaned back into the grass, "It is just so weird, Zel. He apologized to me and ate his food in silence and afterwards he gave me his name…...Sheik…." The name rolled off his tongue like lyrics to a song he knew his whole life.

"Sheik? That's...original."

"I think he might be nameless. I read about it in a book once."

"I have a hard time imagining you reading a book." Zelda laid back in the grass beside him laughing to herself.

Link's brow twitched, "Hey, I read when I want to okay? Besides, I was always very curious about the Sheikah back whenever the war was ongoing."

"So maybe it's common to give a Sheikah that name. Either way I like it."

Link turned towards Zelda and shrugged ,"Yea, I am just surprised he told me. I thought he hated me, but maybe that's not true."

Both the Prince and Princess sat and pondered as the sky grew darker. Crickets began to chirp and fireflies blinked like stars all around them.

"I am going to see him again tonight. I really want to help him, Zel."

Zelda swallowed nervously, "What if father-"

"No, he won't find out." Link interrupted her before she could finish and sighed heavily as he stood and put his extra layers of robes back on, "I told him I would help him. I get this feeling he is innocent and I should do something about it. I'm the Prince of Hyrule after all."

"I know you are. You're also the biggest goof, too." She ruffled his hair, messing up his braid.

"Hey, it took me forever to fix my hair!"

"Wow, such a girl."

Link pouted with puffy cheeks before childishly poking his tongue out at her, "Just remember I can swing a sword better than anyone in this Kingdom, Zel."

She smiled up at him and swept his loose hairs out of his eyes before hugging him, "I'm proud of you and everything you're doing for Hyrule. You're becoming a hero, something that father never was good at. I think you're here to atone for his mistakes."

Link didn't like hearing that. He frowned at the idea that he had to somehow make up for what his father lacked. Most of his life he had been sheltered and alone and he knew Zelda felt the same way. It was always so demanding to be both Link and the Prince of Hyrule. He knew that they were the same person, but with each passing year, he felt like Hyrule needed the Prince more and more. Yet, merely sitting by watching his father ridicule Hyrule was a train wreck bound to happen.

Link faked a laugh trying to reassure his sister, "Heh, yea, maybe so. It's nothing really, I am just trying to help in anyway that I can."

Both siblings retired for the night and Link found it hard to concentrate on his studies when the only thing his mind was the Sheikah. He wondered if the guards had fed him or if they had beat him up again. He also pondered if Sheik would talk to him about the incident between him and the Hylian Guard. Link groaned as he buried his face into his pillow on his bed, forgetting about his studies and hoping time would pass quickly or that everyone would go to sleep so he could go down to the cellars again.

After what felt like hours finally passed, Link had to jolt himself awake and shake the sleep out of his eyes. He yawned loudly and stretched noticing just how quiet the castle got. It reminded him of when he was a child he would sneak into Zelda's bed because he thought the monsters would get him. It was funny how much had changed over the years, although a few more lanterns in the castle never hurt anyone, right?

He slipped himself out his bedroom door and down the halls just as he did the previous night and before he knew it, he had found himself back to Sheik's cell with a plate of pork, potatoes, and vegetables in hand.

"Psst, hey Sheik, you there?" Link leaned closer to his cell hoping he could hear him whispering.

He heard a rustling and then soon after a masked face appear in the shadow of light Link provided with his lantern.

"Your face looks better." Link could hear Sheik snort from underneath his coverings.

"You can't see anything but perhaps an eye."

" I can kind of see the other one. Maybe if you brushed your hair behind your ears and took that mask off I could see you better."

There was a sharp glare and Link tensed his shoulders in defense nervously, "Only joking of course. I know you guys don't like your face showing and stuff."

"Hmp."

"So uh, I brought you food." Link carefully opened the cellar door, this time bracing himself for an attack, but...it never came. He watched as the Sheikah took the food and murmured a thank you under his breath.

"So I guess they didn't feed you again, huh?" Link watched as the Sheikah turned away into the darkness and stuffed food under his cowl. He didn't say a word, but Link could hear his quiet chewing through the silence. He is such a cryptic person, Link thought to himself.

"Not to rush you, but we need to talk about the incident." Link brought the light closer towards the cellar door and peered through the darkness when he got no reply. This guy wasn't much for talking, but he did just feed him, he deserved some answers.

"Sheik?"

"There isn't much to say, Prince. It was a comical bar fight that turned bad. He patronized me and I got a little upset."

"A little?" Link flashed Sheik a skeptical look, "You killed him."

Sheik emitted a long breath, "It's not that simple."

"Either you did or didn't kill him."

Link shifted the light closer to Sheik's face and could see sorrow in his eyes and it didn't take his whole face to see that. He genuinely looked sorry or perhaps that was regret Link sensed.

"He might have died because of me, but I wasn't the one holding the knife."

"What is that suppose to mean?" Link couldn't comprehend why the Sheikah wouldn't just tell him the truth. It was natural to get mad at someone and start a fight, but to kill a man over a bit of teasing was uncalled for.

"It was an accident. My people aren't favored over the Hylian Guardsmen and you more than anyone should know that. We got into a nasty argument and he pushed me. After that I... got a little angry. I stabbed him in the face with a senbon and that was that. Shortly after I was arrested, so in conclusion I deserve to be here." Sheik leaned back against the stone wall and repressed a sigh as he gazed into the musky ceiling above, "I deserve to starve and I also deserve to be hung. Maybe you should stay out of it."

"Somehow I can't accept that."

"Why not!" Sheik snapped, realizing his voice was a bit louder than he anticipated. He immediately regretted it and crossed his arms relaxing, "Pardon me, I am just restless. I am tired of waiting for the inevitable."

The Prince couldn't argue with that. He was just surprised that the Sheikah came right out and admitted he murdered the Guardsman. There wouldn't be much he could do with that admission and if he told this same thing to his father then he really would be sentenced to death. Why the thought of them hanging a man he didn't know upset him, Link couldn't comprehend. Who cared what happened to Sheik, he wasn't his problem and besides, he murdered a Hylian Guardsman, he deserved to die….right? There were so many conflicting thoughts circling throughout Link's mind and he never felt so lost before. What was the right move. What was he to do.

"Don't strain yourself. I should have died a long time ago, it's rather amusing that I'm still here."

The Sheikah really did believe he was peripheral. Link gave him a quizzical look before setting the lamp aside and gathering the empty plate, "I don't know you or your history, but given that you're around my age and Sheikah, I'm sure you've seen your fair share of suffering."

"Of course, but that is beside the point. Why are you here? Why are you aiding me?" Sheik wrapped his bandaged fingers around the steel bars of the cellar door and a pained look captured his eyes, "You the Prince. You should be doing Princely things, not talking to prisoners or feeding them, what is wrong with you? I am expendable, isn't that what they taught you growing up? Haven't you learned a thing about the history of Hyrule?" Link was as confused as he was, but there wasn't any answers. He told himself it was because he was tired of watching people die, but he never interjected before when his father decided to hang a criminal so why now of all times did he show compassion.

"I apologize, I must go." Link was quick to his feet and locked the cellar door back before making his way up the stairs. He didn't look back.

Once he made it into his bedroom, he fell into his bed face first with a headache from hell. Why Goddesses? He practically begged them to make sense of this all.

Time was running out and he didn't have a plan and he realized that maybe it was futile. If the Sheikah wanted to die, perhaps it was best. Shaking his head, he turned to the side and stared at the mahogany desk in the corner and the wardrobe stuffed with clothes for months. He had beautiful fur rugs decorating the floor and satin sheets to sleep on. His life was so perfect and he had everything he wanted. That man locked away in the cellars probably had never seen satin sheets before or wore robes worth more than the market place in town. It wasn't a matter of if he was guilty or not, he owed that man. Sheik had suffered, and still was suffering, and by goddesses if Link could put an end to it he would.

Link made a silent prayer that night asking the Goddesses for the one thing he needed most; courage.


A/N: I know this chapter is shorter than the last, but if I kept going I might have never stopped. Lol. I have work soon so I figured it was a good place to end. I shall be updating again on Tuesday (I hope). The next chapter should be a bit longer. =D Now please review my angels ^^