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Azula's Lost Chapters OR Azula's New Cook	By : DecieverGod Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Het - Male/Female Views: 13899 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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-Authors warning. This was written without the aid of my better half, because it hates Azula with a fiery passion. And while it was composed entirely in word so dramatic grammar and spelling mistakes should be few and far between, they still happen. Also this is the first time I’ve really written as Azula, or used an original character in my writing. I just personally really like Azula, just the only cannon character I can ever really picture her with is Zuko. And not only it he her brother, and while I have indifferent feeling toward incest between fictional characters, it’s just kinda cruel to Zuko. Poor boy has been through so much already he doesn’t need that kind of trauma. We all know Azula wouldn’t be gentle with him. And so! This was born with the original character created and slipped into the holes in the cannon plot. ‘Thankfully Azula is a villain and thus we don’t know a heck of a lot about her actions during season two.’ I tried not to mess things up too bad, but if you think I did something poorly or grandly, TELL ME SO YOU MUTE JERKS! I want to improve, and if you don’t tell me how I can improve, I can’t. I read all of my reviews, I think ‘I have fourteen to date’ and you’re much more likely to get me to change something if you tell me about it. Plus while positive reviews are nice to hear and make me want to work on that story more. Negative reviews get me off my lazy butt and make me change things. And often if I’m changing things, than I’ll advance things while I’m working on it. So, there you have it and without further ranting. ‘Well maybe a little REVIEW OR I’LL SICK AZULA ON YOU AND YOU KNOW SHE WON’T BE GENTLE WITH YOU EITHER!!!!’-
-I give you, Azula’s Lost Chapters OR Azula’s New Cook. Thank you and enjoy-

Azula stormed down the hall, Mai on her left walking a little behind busily reading off a clip board, and Ty Lee hopping along beside Mai, skipping every third step she took. The Princess was not having a good day. Her brother and uncle had escaped her grasp, and the Avatar escaped right from under her even with her friends there. This whole, capture the greatest enemies of the fire nation mission, wasn’t off to a great start. And to top everything off even after she’d deliberately ditched the royal procession; some random captain had shown up with orders from some equally random admiral and an excruciatingly pompous and equally sycophantic letter, stating that Admiral Random had sent Captain Random to help her with her mission due to his ‘unique qualifications and special adaptive persona.’

Azula’s brow twitched. What the hell did they mean by ‘unique qualifications and special adaptive persona?’ and why should she care. This Captain Random was just mucking up her plans and slowing her down already. What was his name again? T-something… “What was the name of this captain we’re supposed to meet with again?” Azula absentminded turned her head to look back a Mai. All the captain’s information was on the clip board she carried. Azula had looked over it earlier but she hadn’t really been paying attention, the only thing she’d noted was that Captain Random wasn’t from the fire nation homeland, wasn’t from a noble family, and didn’t really have any military pull.

“Tatsuya Shouhei…” Mai responded in her traditional drab monotone, turning back to the first page of the clip board. “He’s suppose to be a rather powerful fire bender… He’s not a fire nation native, or from any of the noble families in the colonies. His father was just a solider who served under your uncle Iroh, and his mother’s an earth nation peasant. Looks like he rose through the ranks on his bending alone…”

Ty Lee, for some reason unbeknownst to Azula, took this as her cue to lean over Mai’s shoulder and read some of the information on Tatsuya. “Oh, he’s only eighteen… and a Taurus! That’s just what this group need’s Azula, a nice calm grounded cute boy.” She bounced off Mai’s shoulder and for a moment it looked like she was going to bounce onto Azula, but she thought twice about leaning off of the Fire Princess, and the chance passed. She ended up bouncing along just as she had before.

Azula’s brow twitched again and she smirked back over her shoulder at the young gymnast. “Ty Lee, you haven’t even seen him yet, how could you possible know he’s cute?”

Ty Lee shrugged as she skipped along. “I’m not sure, but I’ve just got this feeling. He sounds like a cute boy doesn’t he?” She looked over at Mai, who wisely decided not to get involved and answered her bouncy friend with a shrug and a page turn.

Azula paused wondering if Mai would have agreed with Ty Lee or her, but her wondering wasn’t the only reason she’d paused. The three had reached the bridge and Captain Random was waiting for them inside for her to turn him and his help away.

Mai chimed up before Azula could open the door. It was still her drab old tone, but something in it was slightly hopeful, desired to be helpful. “It says here he can cook…”

Azula opened the door before Ty Lee could chime in about how perfect having a Taurus cook for them would be because of the placement of the third moon of Jupiter or the color of their auras or some such thing.

The man that greeted with a bowed head and arms crossed behind his back certainly didn’t look much like her vision of Captain Random. Azula had pictured him as a somewhat scrawny kid, sure older than her but that didn’t mean he couldn’t be scrawny. She’d know he was a bender so she’d expected some muscles. But what she wasn’t expecting was the near perfectly trimmed hair or rough goatee.

Azula motioned for him to rise after pausing to wonder what it was about facial hair that caused every fire navy-man to obsess over it. “So Captain… what was it again?” She asked as she stepped to the side, letting Mai slip into the room behind her and leaving Ty Lee to stand, well bounce, in the doorway, Ty Lee never ‘stood’ anywhere. This time she’d actually remembered, she just didn’t want him to think she’d looked him up.

The man rose to his full height, he was easily the tallest one in the room, six, six-two maybe, and his bun stuck up and made it hard to tell, particularly from Azula’s five-threeish angle. She hated when her subordinates were taller than her…

He wore the standard fire navy uniform, minus the helmet chest plate and gauntlets. All he really had left from the uniform was the padded long sleeve under shirt, the pants, and the shoes. His shirt was hastily tucked into his pants, and that silly man-skirt that the soldiers wore was off center. Really he didn’t look worth of addressing royalty, he didn’t look worthy of having dinner with his mother. Even his hair was out of place, well three little strands that stuck out over his eyes. Azula kind of wanted to light them on fire and see if he squirmed. He saluted her and began to speak. “Tatsuya Shouhei, Captain of the Chained Phoenix, formerly under the service of the late Admiral Zhao, currently on reassignment to your command Ma’am.” And he bowed to her again.

The boy was obviously uncomfortable being taller than his commanding officer. It showed in the way he stood, sort of hunching and standing at attention at the same time. Azula hated that stance. “Yes well… that remains to be seen…” She paced around him as he rose yet again. Broad shoulders, light waistline, powerful legs… She sized him up like he was a show horse, and she needed glue. “As you may or may not know, I’ve decided to travel only with a small elite team. Any unnecessary troops are to be left behind.” She walked around in front of him. He hadn’t turned to keep his eyes on her, he either trusted her, or didn’t think she was a treat. Both were wrong answers in her book. She glanced over to Ty Lee and Mai, vaguely curious as to their reactions to Captain Random.

Ty Lee was hanging from the doorway batting her eyes at him. She clearly believed she’d been correct in assuming that he was cute. Azula tilted her head, she was looking at him from the side and, his profile wasn’t bad. It wasn’t one that was going to make her get all giddy and start jumping around like Ty Lee did. But it wasn’t a face she’d mind spending a week with. The goatee actually looked kind of good on him.

Mai refused to look directly at him. She was busy pretending to read the clipboard about him, but even she couldn’t read at the speed she was turning pages. She was just keeping busy. Captain Random didn’t interest her in the least.

Azula continued to circle him. She liked circling people, and things, and small animals, and other creatures she was going to hurt. Though she wasn’t sure she was going to hurt this man yet. Sure he’d shown up suddenly and annoyingly, but he did seem loyal. Even as she circled him and Ty Lee flirted with him, he didn’t take his eyes off her, or turn. She vague wondered where he looked when he was behind her, but she sort of assumed he probably just looked strait ahead. He seemed like that type. She paused right behind him, twiddling with her hair. “So Captain Shouhei, why do you think you’ve been sent to me?”

He could have smirked, but she couldn’t really tell. “Permission to speak freely ma’am?” He said, without turning or showing any really reaction.

Azula smirked. It was always interesting when her subordinates asked to speak freely. Either they were going to call her evil, which was constantly nice to hear, insult her in some, spirited, manner. Or say something actually worth listening to. “Of course you may, Captain.” She crossed her arms and strolled around in front of him, actually interested in what he had to say now.

He half bowed to her again. “Thank you ma’am.” His bowing was starting to annoy Azula and it showed on her face. “Truthfully, I’m probably here because no one likes me.” His face didn’t change from quite respect as he spoke, and that made him appear to be being honest. “I’m young, I’m not noble in the least, the only reason I’m even a captain is my fire bending, and no one under my command likes me. Everyone aboard my ship is older than me, and they all resent it. I mean I’ve had to learn to cook just so that I can get a decent meal on my own ship. My commanding officers aren’t generally much better. They all talk down to me, and treat me like a child.” He uncrossed his arms from behind his back for the first time since Azula had entered the room. But he quickly crossed them over his front once he met eyes with Azula again. “I’ve been told that no one likes serving under you, malady, due to your… unique management style. They say you’re… harsh.”

Azula smirked at her nails, trying not to look like she was enjoying his tail of woe and how people disliked her. “I believe the term most often used is, Evil Heinous Bitch, but that’s just what I’ve heard.” She wasn’t a fool; she knew what people thought of her. But sometimes it could get annoying to be considered the Queen of Evil, the evil part not the Queen part.

Azula smirked at the blush that reddened the boy’s expression. He clearly hadn’t figured on her being so frank about how cruel people thought she was. “Ahem… yes, well…” He actually shifted his feet and coughed into his hand. Azula smirked more; she’d finally gotten to him. “Be that as it may… Neither you nor I am liked terrible, and since I’m the one others can order around…”

“They ordered you to come and work for me, because no one else wants too.” Azula finished his sentence, not having the patience to hear him explain what she understood. She followed his logic, it probably wasn’t too far wrong. She knew people didn’t like working for her. She didn’t like the people who worked for her. It was a fair trade. “So, Captain, what did you do to get yourself assigned to my command?” Azula started to circle him again, glancing from her nails to her friends.

Ty Lee had seemingly lost interest in him. She was busying herself trying to hang upside-down from the door way. Mai however seemed to have taken an interest in him, or maybe she’d just run out of pages to fake reading. Either way she now had her attention loosely pointed toward Azula and Captain Random.

“I rose to the rank of captain.” He crossed his arms. It was a sore subject.

Azula half wanted to keep prodding, but her utter lack of caring caused her to leave it there. “Hmm… Well, why should I let you join my team? As I stated, I’m trying to avoid dead weight.” She leaned against the wall by the door, watching Ty Lee climb the doorway like a monkey.

Tatsuya smirked, a true smirk, one that comes from the deep satisfaction of an expectation. Azula was impressed his face could manage it. “Because, it’s simpler to take a fire bender who can cook, than to take a fire bender, and a cook.” He smirked again, clearly, he had been preparing that answer.

Azula grimaced, she hadn’t been expecting Captain Random to have been sent to her to be her cook, he was a captain after all… but still, maybe she should have read that letter he’d been sent over with in more detail. Wait; hadn’t Mai said something about him being able to cook earlier? Azula glanced over at the Goth. She was smirking behind the clipboard. Azula quietly ground her teeth. “Hmm… Fine, you’re hired.”

Ty Lee was so overjoyed to hear that that she fell from the doorway giggling. She landed on her head so Azula assumed she’d be fine as she stormed out over her giggling friend. Mai followed the princess while Ty Lee collected herself before scurrying out after them. Tatsuya was left alone in the room, blinking and confused.

Azula quietly ground her teeth. “Mai?... Would you mind telling me why you didn’t feel the need to inform me that this Captain was sent to me to be a cook?” Azula was not happy.

Mai shrugged as she took her customary spot behind Azula’s left. “The letter was addressed to you. I figured you’d read it.”

Ty Lee bounced along catching up to them. “Azula, don’t you think he’s just perfect for our little group?” She smiled walking along side the princess.

Azula didn’t even move to respond. One of the good things about having both Mai and Ty Lee around was that one was an eternal optimist, while the other was an eternal pessimist. Mai chimed in with her depressingly grim and grey view. “I don’t know… I mean he seems kind of like a ladder climber to me. Plus he’s only really a fire bender, and Azula the best fire bender in the world.”

Azula smirked to herself. It wasn’t true, she wasn’t the best fire bender in the world. Her father was a much better bender than her, but it was still nice to hear. “But I won’t always be around to bend for you two, and besides, I do enjoy having free time.”

Ty Lee fell behind Azula, bouncing around on her right again. “Well besides, no offence, but you don’t cook very well Mai, not that I could do much better. So it would be nice to have someone who actually knew how to cook around.” She smiled and skipped. Mai normally did most of the cooking when they traveled together, but most of the time that involved simple meals and the only meats they had were what they had bought recently.

Mai pouted. “Hey, it’s not like I volunteered to be our group’s cook. Just because you don’t like the feel of dead meat, and Azula refuses to learn how to cook. That doesn’t make me our automatic chief. If having him around means I don’t have to cook then fine by me.”

Azula smirked, that was settled then, he was in. “It’s not that I refuse to learn how to cook. I’ve just never found it necessary. Besides, haven’t we reached a point in time when it’s acceptable for a girl not to know how to cook?” She really was just masking the fact that she couldn’t ever picture herself cooking. She could care less what people accepted and didn’t.

The three girls walked in silence for a short time before they reached the hall with their rooms. Ty Lee was sure to give each of them a hug before they disappeared into their room. Mai’s was a lot like her, dark, gloomy, and unappealing. Ty Lee’s involved a lot of pink and tended to hurt your eyes if you stayed in it for too long.

Azula’s how ever was a little startling. Sure it’s primary colors were red and black, it had a huge circular covered bed, but the bed also had a faint pinkish silk drape around it. There was also a large mirrored vanity with a padded metal stool in one corner next to the large metallic dresser. Both were made of forged metal but painted black. To keep the metallic room warm there was a thick heavy red and black rug with the Fire Nation sign decoratively painted in the center laid out across most of the floor. To the right there was a thick lounge chair tucked away in the corner facing the bed. And in the far right wall there was a barrier of beads hanging in the doorway to Azula’s private bath chamber.

The princess just casually strolled in to her room, closing the door behind her and reveling in the dark. The only lights were a pair of lanterns on either side of the doorways and a candle on her vanity. She lit them with a dance of her fingers; fire bending had such practical applications. Sometimes she wondered how people lived with out it.

She slid onto the stool facing her vanity and let down her hair. Shaking it out as she grabbed a makeup stained towel from the top drawer and started to wipe off her makeup. She rubbed her lips roughly as she turned slightly in the stool, sticking her feet out to her right as she leaned down and started to untie her military boots. She removed the last of her makeup and returned the towel to its spot, stepping out of her boots. She moved them up against the back wall turned out so they faced the room side by side with military precision.

Azula then reached up to around her neck, working her nimble fingers on the hidden clips and straps there. Her armor went a little slack, clinging to her light feminine form through the sheer fact that it was custom formed to her physique. She unclasped it in a few more places before sliding the shoulder pads off her and onto the floor next to her boots. She tapped her shoulders a few time, stretching her neck and shoulders out. They got stiff wearing that heavy padding all day.

Next to go were the arm bands, effective and helpful they were, but not terrible comfortable, particularly if anything got caught between the guard and the sleeves of the undershirt. Azula leaned the guards against the wall next to her boots. The shoulder pads slipped in between the wall and the shoes.

Finally she reached around her waist and untied the sash that held in place her skirt. The loose fabric fell from around her waist and draped over the stool she sat on and the princess was left in the simple pinkish grey undershirt, and the matching loose pants. The shirt clung frailly to her form as she leaned over to remove her hair brush from the bottom drawer. The fabric hung from her light shoulders, falling down across her budding breasts. The shirt was loose enough that even as she brushed her hair, it only ever hinted at what was beneath, its folds waving across her form with just that right amount of uncertainty. Only ever laying the lightest breast across her skin as she moved about, brushing out her long hair, trying to get her hair to stop looking like she’d had it up all day.

Once her hair looked semi-decent she stood. Letting the limp baggy pants drop off her as she did so. She stood in just her light loose shirt and simple pinkish grey panties, the bold red Fire Nation insignia gracing the crotch. Azula admired herself in the mirror for a moment before throwing off her shirt, exposing her petite breasts to the cold air of her room as she strolled over to her dresser and rummaged through the top drawer. She pulled out her night robe and threw it around her as she sauntered over to her bed.

She grimaced a little batting at the light pinkish drapery that surrounded her bed. She didn’t really like having such a dainty thing on her bed, but it did give a certain feeling of privacy from the inside.

The dainty drape out of her way finally the princess crawled into her bed and throwing the blankets over her she laid her head down and closed her eyes. But she didn’t sleep; she just looked like she was sleeping. Was she was doing was reflecting, calming herself letting the events of the day wash over her and become meaningless. She let out a deep calm slow breath and began to think ahead. That captain, he seemed loyal… But truthfully how much help could one more fire bender be. It wasn’t like he was a master bender, according to Mai he’d been rated at roughly the same rank as her brother, and he wasn’t anything special. Still she could always use him a live bait or something, and it would be handy to have someone who could actually cook around.

As Azula plotted she slowly began to drift away. Sleep was something all people needed, even the great Princess Azula. And though you’d never get her to admit it, she enjoyed her restful respites from the world. As she slowly fell away into slumber she turned her mind to more, personal matters. Traveling without the royal procession meant more than just cutting down on subordinates. She would no longer be able to travel in the manner in which she warranted. She would possibly have to sleep on the ground. Just the though disturbed her. But in all realism she couldn’t afford to bring her well deserve luxuries with her. She would have to find someway to split the hair. Maybe she could make Captain Random carry their things… And while that did present her mind with the interesting image of him carrying her bed, with her in it, it wasn’t a very practical solution. His back would give out eventually…

And with that final thought; and a slight smirk. Princess Azula fell asleep.
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