Gone We Go 20

Chapter Twenty

Almost an hour later, Keigo fell to the snow outside gasping for breath. Zalair threw the candle stand in his hands to the floor.

"Okay, now do you give up?"

Keigo nodded, gasping for air. "Y-yeah… Just don't hit me in the gut with that thing again." Zalair rolled his eyes. "I think you cracked a rib."

"Baby." Zalair huffed.

The two had fought out of Keigo's room, and went down the halls long enough for Zalair to pick up a candle stand. After Keigo's spear was hit from his hands, he hurried to getting an axe. Zalair continued to fight well with the candle stand. Keigo was forced to drop the axe and use a ramming shield, then a sword, then as he tried to use a bow and arrow, Zalair had jerked the stand just right to break the bow.

After Keigo started using another sword, the two had already arrived at the east gardens. Here is where Zalair knocked the sword from Keigo's hand like a baseball bat would hit a ball, and then turned and hit Keigo's gut with the base of the candle stand.

"S-so… You gonna marry me?"

Zalair rolled his eyes, "That's all you can say after all that?"

"Y… Yeah." Keigo huffed, shifting to stand.

"Why do you want to kill me so bad anyway?"

"Afrat." Keigo answered. "He told me when we were kids you'd try to kill me when we became adults."

"So instead you ignore me and are an ass?" Zalair shouted, getting ready to hurt Keigo.

Keigo waved up his arm, "Shut up! I was stupid! He made it sound like you were really gonna do it! I had to get away from you and start training more seriously."

Zalair slapped Keigo's cheek. "Idiot! You must not've tried very hard cause I still beat you!"

"Forgive me for not mastering every damn thing!" Keigo shouted back as he shifted back to a stand.

"No! I won't forgive you!" Zalair shouted, jumping onto Keigo.

The two fell to the snow, wrestling and rolling. Zalair was trying to suffocate Keigo, while Keigo was trying to just get Zalair off of him; he was drained of all his energy.

"Ch-chill out a moment and answer my question!"

"No! You chill out in a coffin first!" Zalair shouted back.

"Coffin? That's so… kind!" Keigo shouted, trying to shove Zalair off him. "Wasn't I a marshmallow?"

Zalair kneed Keigo's stomach, "Moron! Idiot! Ignoramus! Bastard! Ass! Cur! Prick!"

"Ow ow ow ow," Keigo choked, trying to push Zalair up off him.

Zalair stopped, taking a moment to gasp and think of the next insult. Keigo looked up to him. He took that moment to shove Zalair face first into the snow, resting his knee on his back.

"B-Broom!" Zalair tried to shout through the snow.

Keigo raised a brow. He was going to make some sarcastic comment back when he felt Zalair's struggling under him stop. He shifted up, rolling Zalair over.

"Zalair?" he asked, shaking him a bit. "Zalair…?" The other prince didn't respond, laying there unconscious. "S-somebody help! Quick!"

A few servants ran over quickly to help.

In mere moments, Zalair was laying down in the infirmary resting. The doctor turned to Keigo.

"My Prince," the doctor said, "It seems he's very exhausted. He's just fainted, but he should be fine when he wakes up."

"Should be?" Keigo raised a brow.

"You have no reason to worry," the doctor assured him, "He's not in any danger of dying."

Keigo pulled up a chair and sat next to him. "I'll wait for him to wake up."

"Very well." The doctor nodded, knowing he wouldn't be able to persuade the prince to do anything else.