A/N- All right. I think I'm almost done with this story. Only a few more chapters to go. Thanks to all of you who review. I hope you guys are enjoying this story so far. Enjoy this part.
The Prince and the Peasant: Part 10
By: RurouniGirl
Duo sighed. It was past midnight, but he hadn't been able to sleep. The events of the previous day kept playing over and over again in his mind.
He sighed again. 'Why was his father doing this?'
He got out of bed and went to sit by the window. The night was cloudy and only a few stars were visible. But the bright twinkling of the few visible stars didn't suit his mood.
He leaned forward resting his head in his arms as he continued to stare out the window. He had to stop his father, but how? The only people who would help him were his friends. But, his only friends, Quatre, Trowa, and Wufei were locked in the dungeon.
He stood and began to pace. 'Since his friends couldn't help him, he would have to do it by himself. He just had to think of something. He wasn't about to give up. He wouldn't let his father win.'
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Heero leaned back against the wall with a sigh. This was not going well. He wondered if Duo was all right. The last time he had seen the prince he had been punched by one of the guards and had stumbled backward looking dazed. He wondered what cell the other three boys were in. Maybe they were close by. He decided that it was worth a shot.
"Quatre, Trowa, Wufei," he called quietly.
He listened carefully and was rewarded with a reply.
"Heero." That was Quatre's voice.
He couldn't help smiling. "Where are you?" he asked.
There was a pause and a different voice answered. It was Wufei.
"I'm not sure, but I think we're close to your cell. Can you see through the bars? I'll wave my hand so you can see where we are."
Heero peered around the bars and saw Wufei's hand. They were in the cell next to him.
"I see you," he called. "You're in the cell next to me."
It was Trowa's voice that spoke next.
"Are you all right? You're not injured, are you?"
Heero hadn't even thought about himself. He had been too worried about Duo. After doing a quick check of his body, he replied.
"I'm okay. What about you? Are any of you hurt?"
"No, we're all fine."
He sighed in relief. "Any ideas on how we can get out of here?"
There was silence, then Quatre's voice. "I could try picking the lock again. But, I don't have anything to pick it with and it's too dark to see if there are any sticks on the floor."
Heero sighed and leaned back against the wall. It looked like all he could do was sit there and wait for morning. And his death.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Duo yawned and stretched. He had finally managed to fall asleep shortly before dawn. Now, the bright sunlight streaming through his window woke him up. He blinked and looked around. Then he remembered what the day was and his face took on a look of depression.
He stood up and walked over to his closet, pulling some clean clothes out. He changed into the clean clothes and then brushed and braided his long hair. He sighed. This was going to be a nightmare. He father was going to keep him locked in his room until after Heero's execution. Then he would send a servant up to bring the prince to the wedding.
Duo shook his head. 'No. He wasn't going to let his father win. He was going to stop him. He wasn't going to let Heero die. He wasn't going to marry Relena. He was going to stop his father.'
He looked around his room, trying to figure a way out of his room. His eyes fell on the bed and then moved to the window. Slowly, smile spread across his face.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Heero woke with a start as the door to his cell burst open. He was pulled up roughly by the two guards that had entered the cell and dragged out.
"Bring the other three," one of the guards said. "The king wants them to watch."
Heero watched as the other three were dragged out of their cell. He met Trowa's eye.
'I'm sorry,' he mouthed.
Trowa smiled and shook his head, telling Heero that it wasn't his fault.
Heero squinted as they stepped into the bright sunlight. A cheer went up from the crowd as Heero was led toward the executioner's block.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Duo had pulled the sheets off of his bed and tied them together. He finished tying the end of his makeshift rope to the bedpost and lowered it out the open window. Slowly, he began to climb down the side of the castle.
He was about half way down, when he heard the cheer. He would have to hurry if he wanted to save Heero in time.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Heero kept his gaze straight ahead. His face was emotionless. He stood there as his death sentence was read off.
"Heero is hereby sentenced to death, charged with the crime of conspiring against the King."
Heero was roughly pushed to his knees. His head was shoved down onto the block and the sack was placed over his head. Now, Heero allowed himself some panic as he braced himself for the blow.
Author's Notes: Okay, the conclusion of the chapter. Review. ^_^ RurouniGirl
The Prince and the Peasant: Part 10
By: RurouniGirl
Duo sighed. It was past midnight, but he hadn't been able to sleep. The events of the previous day kept playing over and over again in his mind.
He sighed again. 'Why was his father doing this?'
He got out of bed and went to sit by the window. The night was cloudy and only a few stars were visible. But the bright twinkling of the few visible stars didn't suit his mood.
He leaned forward resting his head in his arms as he continued to stare out the window. He had to stop his father, but how? The only people who would help him were his friends. But, his only friends, Quatre, Trowa, and Wufei were locked in the dungeon.
He stood and began to pace. 'Since his friends couldn't help him, he would have to do it by himself. He just had to think of something. He wasn't about to give up. He wouldn't let his father win.'
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Heero leaned back against the wall with a sigh. This was not going well. He wondered if Duo was all right. The last time he had seen the prince he had been punched by one of the guards and had stumbled backward looking dazed. He wondered what cell the other three boys were in. Maybe they were close by. He decided that it was worth a shot.
"Quatre, Trowa, Wufei," he called quietly.
He listened carefully and was rewarded with a reply.
"Heero." That was Quatre's voice.
He couldn't help smiling. "Where are you?" he asked.
There was a pause and a different voice answered. It was Wufei.
"I'm not sure, but I think we're close to your cell. Can you see through the bars? I'll wave my hand so you can see where we are."
Heero peered around the bars and saw Wufei's hand. They were in the cell next to him.
"I see you," he called. "You're in the cell next to me."
It was Trowa's voice that spoke next.
"Are you all right? You're not injured, are you?"
Heero hadn't even thought about himself. He had been too worried about Duo. After doing a quick check of his body, he replied.
"I'm okay. What about you? Are any of you hurt?"
"No, we're all fine."
He sighed in relief. "Any ideas on how we can get out of here?"
There was silence, then Quatre's voice. "I could try picking the lock again. But, I don't have anything to pick it with and it's too dark to see if there are any sticks on the floor."
Heero sighed and leaned back against the wall. It looked like all he could do was sit there and wait for morning. And his death.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Duo yawned and stretched. He had finally managed to fall asleep shortly before dawn. Now, the bright sunlight streaming through his window woke him up. He blinked and looked around. Then he remembered what the day was and his face took on a look of depression.
He stood up and walked over to his closet, pulling some clean clothes out. He changed into the clean clothes and then brushed and braided his long hair. He sighed. This was going to be a nightmare. He father was going to keep him locked in his room until after Heero's execution. Then he would send a servant up to bring the prince to the wedding.
Duo shook his head. 'No. He wasn't going to let his father win. He was going to stop him. He wasn't going to let Heero die. He wasn't going to marry Relena. He was going to stop his father.'
He looked around his room, trying to figure a way out of his room. His eyes fell on the bed and then moved to the window. Slowly, smile spread across his face.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Heero woke with a start as the door to his cell burst open. He was pulled up roughly by the two guards that had entered the cell and dragged out.
"Bring the other three," one of the guards said. "The king wants them to watch."
Heero watched as the other three were dragged out of their cell. He met Trowa's eye.
'I'm sorry,' he mouthed.
Trowa smiled and shook his head, telling Heero that it wasn't his fault.
Heero squinted as they stepped into the bright sunlight. A cheer went up from the crowd as Heero was led toward the executioner's block.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Duo had pulled the sheets off of his bed and tied them together. He finished tying the end of his makeshift rope to the bedpost and lowered it out the open window. Slowly, he began to climb down the side of the castle.
He was about half way down, when he heard the cheer. He would have to hurry if he wanted to save Heero in time.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Heero kept his gaze straight ahead. His face was emotionless. He stood there as his death sentence was read off.
"Heero is hereby sentenced to death, charged with the crime of conspiring against the King."
Heero was roughly pushed to his knees. His head was shoved down onto the block and the sack was placed over his head. Now, Heero allowed himself some panic as he braced himself for the blow.
Author's Notes: Okay, the conclusion of the chapter. Review. ^_^ RurouniGirl