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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
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Tatsuya busied himself perusing the stands of what merchants weren’t closing up for the night. They actually surprised him, having a variety of pots and bowls of a surprising quality, but then again it wouldn’t take much effort for an earth bender to make a clay bowl. Of course the firing would be easiest for a fire bender, though the two working together was improbable, despite how lucrative such a pairing could be.

He bought up a few, well aware he would have to care everything, and the set to work looking for some kitchen knives. Though he had an impossible time trying to find an Earth Kingdom merchant who would sell knives to a Fire Nation soldier, even a simple set of kitchen knives, it was always something. ‘I refuse to support the Fire Nation’ or ‘I’m against the war’ and he knew better than to try and convince them that he was not going to go out and attempted to kill an earth bender with a set of kitchen knives. Soon enough the entire town knew he was shopping for knives, which actually worked in his favor. There’s always that one merchant in any town that cares more for profit then politics. Tatsuya ended up paying an exorbitant amount for them but he got his knives, and they weren’t actually of too bad quality, second hand most likely, but not bad.

He returned to the princess’s chamber shortly thereafter. She’d locked the door so he knocked. It didn’t take a moment for the princess to answer. Azula unlocked the door. “Oh Tatsuya it’s just you. The fruit’s over in the corner.” She seemed less than pleased with the disturbance, most likely because she had removed most of her armor, now just in her loose underclothing and belt. She tucked her arms behind her and strolled over to her bed after loosely waving her hand toward the sorted piles of stolen merchandise.

Tatsuya bowed and walked over to the pile of fruit. He’d purchased a moderately sized green backpack with which to carry his various purchases. He slipped it off and set it next to him as he sat down in front of the fruit removing a large bowl and the knife set he’d searched for before diligently setting to work converting fruit into fruit salad.

Azula watched him work. Mostly for lack of anything else to watch, she’d debated going to investigate what Ty Lee and Mai were doing without her. Azula had often wondered how their time without her didn’t result in them killing each other, but she was currently being warded off by the fact that Ty Lee was very likely still convinced that she had feelings for the Captain.

The princess watched Tatsuya nimbly slice apart the fruit Mai had stolen for them. Lack of board to cut on had forced him to improvise. He held the fruit in one hand and his knife in the other, blade upturned to face him. He actually wasn’t so much cutting the fruit apart as he was slicing it, he’d pass it down across the blade holding the knife still to cut whatever he was holding into small strips. It wasn’t a particularly peculiar method, but it was the speed and indifference that he cut with that Azula admired. He didn’t seem to actually be paying attention to where he was cutting, and with the speed he was going a slip of his hand could easily loose him a finger. Though he never slowed down or altered his method, occasionally he would skin the fruit before reducing it to strips or brush his thumb over one to sear away a bruise or over ripe spot.

The princess wondered slightly why Mai had never shown such aptitude for slicing things apart. After all it was a certainty that the Goth girl had surer hands than the Captain, though Mai never had shown much interest, nor talent, in the culinary arts. Ty Lee tried on occasion to cook something or another but such attempts generally resulted in more smoke than Azula’s fire bending sessions. Of course Azula had long since learned to incinerate rather than burn, which caused much less smoke but that wasn’t the point.

“Tatsuya?” Azula decided to make conversation, she couldn’t have told you exactly why, at least honestly.

The Captain turned and looked to her, still slicing the fruit, now without looking. “Yes Azula?”

“Where’d you learn to cook?” It was a perfectly valid question; after all it wasn’t like the Fire Navy traditionally trained its young recruits in the gastronomic arts. As far as Azula knew, learning how to swim was optional, strongly recommended, but optional.

Tatsuya smirked back at the princess chuckling a little. “Well I suppose I started shortly after I learned I could bend.” He turned back to his slicing, apparently not confident enough to carry a conversation and cut up fruit at the same time. It was just as well, Azula would rather have her dinner without fingers in it.

“So, you’ve been cooking for yourself for a while then.” Azula thought on this, she’d never had to cook for herself; she’d always had chiefs or hosts who did that for her. Come to think of it, the only time the princess had ever been in a kitchen was when she and her friends were ‘playing’ with Zuko and needed some knives for props.

“Well not just myself, I used to cook for my mother, and the soldiers visiting our town when I was little.” He smirked a little, and Azula wondered if perhaps that was a pleasant memory for him, it didn’t seem like he would have many.

“Why would you want to cook for soldiers occupying your town?” Azula lay out on her bed leaning on her arms as she watched the captain dice fruit. “After all, you said the kids already picked on you because of your father. Wouldn’t feeding Fire Nation troops just add fuel to the fire… so to speak?” She looked at her nails half heartedly, mostly just trying to look like she wasn’t interested.

Tatsuya chuckled a little. “Well I suppose you could say I was a bit of a Fire Nation fan boy back then.” He smirked and stared at the fruit he was finishing off, not really paying attention to it. “I kept thinking that maybe, if I joined the Fire Navy something would change.”

Azula paused a little and looked at him more honestly than she’d ever really looked at any one, no one ever opened up to her, she wasn’t sure she liked it. “But nothing really did.” Tatsuya shrugged and went back to dicing the last few pieces of fruit. “I joined up and got ordered around, severed enough time in the kitchen to get pretty good at making meals.” He stood up with the finished fruit salad in his hands, turning around to smile at the princess. “And once I got pretty good at it I ended up serving even more time in the kitchen so I got even better. By the time I got my own ship I was a better cook than the cook.” He chuckled light heartedly. “Where would you like to have dinner pri-Azula?”

Azula smirked; he’d almost forgotten their situation and called her princess. She wondered if he hadn’t just done so to change the subject, or if he actually was careless enough to let his tongue slip. “Oh here’s fine Tatsuya, I suppose I should get Mai and Ty Lee to join us.” The princess nimbly hopped off her bed.

“Don’t trouble yourself.” Tatsuya laid some plates and the bowl of fruit salad out at the foot of Azula’s bed. “I’ll fetch them.”

It didn’t take him long. They were just across the hall and once Ty Lee heard that dinner was on she jumped up. Mai was been reading, and Ty Lee had been stretching. Truthfully Ty Lee had been bending Mai’s ear about how perfect for each other Tatsuya and Azula were. She’d been ranting on about how Tatsu was submissive and always tried to be helpful, and Azula never liked being told what to do and always wanted someone to order around. Mai commented that they were opposites by that measure but that was her only input on the subject. They stopped their conversation when the Captain knocked.

The four sat through their rather meager meal with little conversation. Occasionally Ty Lee would say something and someone would reply but no one was really paying the gymnast much attention. Ty Lee wasn’t even paying what she said much attention. She was too busy comparing the auras of the princess and Captain. It wasn’t like she actually put much stock in seeing auras or fortune telling, it was just another way to distinguish herself, but looking at Azula even Ty Lee could distinguish a vibrant almost violent aura surrounding the young girl. It was more the kind she would have expected from the battle tested Captain, but his was mute calm, almost placid and rather pale. Not quite like Mai’s, hers was dingy and grey, the Captain’s was more… colorless and calm than dingy.

The gymnast girl surveyed her friends at they ate in silence. Mai calmly and coolly plucked up piece of the sliced fruit and popped them into her mouth then she chewed for a moment and grabbed another. Azula was stabbing the fruit bits with her chopsticks and then biting them off; Tatsuya had picked up four sets of sticks with the plates. Ty Lee just snagged bits and popped them into her mouth as she surveyed her friend, laying on her belly and kicking her feet back and forth behind her.

“Tatsuya I’d like to have my armor clean by tomorrow morning.” Azula said absentmindedly, not even bothering to look the Captain in the eye as she addresses him. “Do you think you could handle that for me?” Her question wasn’t really one of willingness, it asked more about competence, mostly just through the princess’s habit of asking questions as such than anything else.

“Of course Azula… I’ll have it clean by the time you wake up.” The captain replied as equally absentminded as the princess had asked.

However in this simple conversation Ty Lee found something interesting. “Hey Tatsu?” She paused for the captain to look over at her. “Where are you going to sleep tonight?” This seemingly innocent question cause all present to pause in their eating.

“I guess he could stay in our room, we have a couch.” Mai said before returning to her fruit bowl. As a rule Azula got her own room whenever their little band went anywhere.

Ty Lee flushed at this idea. “B-but Mai, h-he’s a boy…” She almost whispered this to her Goth friend.

“Glad to see you have the basic genders down Ty Lee.” Azula smirked a little, before continuing on her fruit salad. It was clearly the best idea, no sense in getting a third room for the captain just because he was male and they were female.

Tatsuya chuckled a little but put his chopsticks down as he’d finished all the fruit he’d dealt himself. “Oh there’s no need for that. I’d been planning on sleeping in the hall, standing guard between the rooms.”

“Oh… that’s right, you like to sleep standing up don’t you Tatsu.” Ty Lee sounded much relieved and all appeared to find the captain’s sleeping habits adorable by her tone.

Mai shrugged. “It’s just as well. The locals don’t seem too please with having Fire Nation tourists. Having an armed guard at our door couldn’t hurt.”

“I do hope the locals don’t give us too much trouble, I’d like to make our way out tomorrow, and we still don’t know where exactly we are, or where the nearest Fire Nation base is.” Azula laid her chopsticks down across her now empty plate.

“Oh! The merchant guys mentioned a Fire Nation base somewhere around here.” Ty Lee chose the moment while she dished herself the last of the fruit salad. While helpful it was not exactly useful.

“And they wouldn’t happen to have mentioned precisely where it was, did they Ty Lee?” Azula used that, I’m annoyed but not going to get mad at you yet, tone as she addressed her gymnast friend.

“Hmm… No nuhuh not that I remember, how about you Mai you were there weren’t you?” Ty Lee looked over at the dower girl completely un-phased by Azula’s tone.

“They said it was to the Northeast.” Mai sighed at Ty Lee’s short attention span, honestly it wasn’t like there’d been two separate conversations there’d been just one that she’d kind of tuned out halfway into. Not that that was particularly new for the gymnast, her listening skills had always been somewhat lacking, around anyone who wasn’t Azula or ‘cute’ anyway but one would assume after so long she’d get used to listening to people.

“Right then.” Azula smirked at her friends. “Tatsuya I’d like to head out toward the nearby camp by this time tomorrow. That should be possible shouldn’t it?”

“That should be easy enough Azula.” The captain smirked back at the princess and bowed his head gathering up the discarded plates, bowls, and ceramic chopsticks as he did so. He stood with the dishes in his hands and then glanced over to where Azula’s armor was piled. “I’ll wash your armor after I’ve done the dishes shall I?”

“That will be find Tatsuya.” Azula waved a hand absentmindedly between where the captain stood and her armor rested. She honestly didn’t care when he washed her armor. “So long as it’s clean by the time I need to get dressed tomorrow.”

The captain bowed his head again and gathered up the princess’ armor under his pile of dishes. He bowed his head one last time as he exited Azula’s room, armor and dishes in hand. He had to sort of balance the dishes precariously in order to hold them and Azula’s armor separately while opening the door. Azula smirked a little; it wasn’t like she would have minded if he got fruit juice on her armor, after all he was going to have to wash them anyway.

Ty Lee glanced at her friends once the captain had left. “He really is as cute as I think he is right?” She smiled at her friends not really looking for confirmation. Azula rolled her eyes and the three girls discussed the captain until she got bored and shoed the other two out so she could sleep.

It dawned on her as she slipped her hair out that she no longer had her robe to sleep in. Azula permitted herself to sigh and added a night robe to her mental list of things acquire from the market tomorrow. The princess decided to sleep merely in her oversized undershirt and quick removed her belt, letting her oversized pants slide off her legs into a lump at the side of her bed before slipping her bare legs in under the, admittedly soft blankets of the earth kingdom bed.

She laid her head down and took in a deep breath relaxing, not entirely as she was still very aware she was in an enemy town and was no not only wearing no armor, but no pants. She let her breath out and the torches around the room snuffed themselves out. Azula breathed in the darkness that fell around the room until the glowing crystals mounted about shimmered to life. She groaned a little be resigned herself to sleeping in the green twilight like light.

Author's Note- FYI for those of you getting antsy about the reason this is on AFF. As of this moment I do not intend on letting them leave this town without a sex scene, look forward to that, and know that it may delay my posting of additional chapters.
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