The Prince's Punishments | By : SunQiaoMai Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Slash - Male/Male > Sokka/Zuko Views: 5084 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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yea well i just deleted this story on fanfiction.net some baka and other bithces sorta flamed it after i have had nuttin but good replies, so here is something DO NOT FLAME, IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT THEN DON'T READ IT I AM ALOUD TO WRITE OF WHATEVER I WANT YOU DON'T HAVE TO READ IT IM NOT BOTHING ANYONE, so if you like it im a more then glad ^^, but if you don't good for you i really don't care just don't talk to me of it
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Chapter 2 trouble
Dark clouds filled the sky as a young boy ran up the rolling hills. ''Mom?" he said quitely. Looking at the slender figuer standing upon the cliff, her hair flowing in the sea brezze. Zuko walked cautiously up to her, never blinking or taking his eyes off the woman.
"Mom...is that you?" his voice raising a small bit trying to speak over the wind.
Fianlly the woman turn to look at the boy. She wore a thin frown on her pale face, her eyes filled with sorry and pity. They both stood there, no one said a word. Ursa made first move, and walked gracefully over to her son and knelled down to his height. She sighed "Zuko, I'm so sorry for what you are going through." she paused "I want nothing more than to be with you, but you must be strong, and must never lose hope or faith in what you believe in, my son." she leaned closer and kiss his forehead softly. Zukos' head now was lying on her shoulder, slient tears falling from his golden eyes.
Suddenly Ursa sezied her son's shoulders, and began to shake him violently.
"Wake up, whelp!" she screamed into his face
Zuko was shocked; his mother would never speak to him this way. Nor did he understand what she was asking of him, all he did was stare into her eyes'. Looking at the rage apon his mothers face scared him, as he tightly closed his eyes letting whatever was left of his tears to spill out.
''I SAID WAKE UP!" a new voice came into his mind, new but, not unfimiliar.
Zuko suddenly felt a massive suge of pain running across his right cheek, and eyes flung wide with horror, to be looking stiaght into the face of, not his mother but, the fumed leutenait Zhao. Zuko's eyes sored aross his surroundings; the cold hard metal walls, small window, an iron door. No he was no were near the place where he wanted. Now leting his tired eyes rest apon the man who sat on the edge of his bed, his hands on the boy's bare shoulders, nails digging into soft pale skin.
Taking a deep breath Zhao spoke once again "Get up, Prince Zuko.'' each word was stessed as the man rose, now towering over the boy.
'' Why " zuko asked irritably, as he glared at the man, upset that he had waken him in such a way. Angered by the boys manner Zhao, slaped him hard on the face again, smiling wickedly as he was able to make the child wimpered. ''Beacuse, I can not have my prince skipping meals and losing weight that would be dreadful, now wouldn't it?" Zhao asked sweetly. Zuko nodded slowly, gingerly touching his sore face. Sliding off the bed, he stood, only now realizing that he was only dressed in his undershorts. Zhao smirked sickly, which made Zuko move to his other foot uneasly. They both stood there making no move.
"I...I need to get dressed" Zuko studdered.
Zhao nodded solomnly "I'll be waiting out side" with that he went to the door and opened it "oh and don't take too long, or else you will regret it." with that he slammed the door shut behind him. Zuko shuddered, he quickly made his way to his dresser; which had already been packed with his clothes. sighing he took out a pair of black pants and a dark red turnic. He hurried as he dressed not wanting know what he ment by "or else". After he was dressed, Zuko looked at himself in the moirror; not the best look for the crown prince but right now it didn't matter. He opened the door hopeing zhao was lying about being outside, unfourently he was not.
He was seized but his upper arm rougly by Zhao. "Come along now, Prince Zuko" he said swiftly. He dragged the prince with him, as he started down the long halls. "Now, do not speak with anyone, make no eye contact, just stick with me for the sooner you eat the sooner you go back in your room." “Why can’t I talk with anyone?” Zuko blurted out.
“Because, you have not right to, and you are to do as I tell you, I do not need a reason for my actions.” he hissed. He heard Zuko mumble something under his breath, making his head snap around. “What was that.” he sneered. “uh…nothing.” Zuko spoke quickly hanging his head. But Zhao just snorted but let the unheard comment pass. He continued to read out the prince's rules. But, Zuko wasn’t even interested in what he had to say.
The prince was silent the whole way down the corridors. He didn’t really look around, he didn’t have time to either, for Zhao was still dragging him along. off Not even noticing Zhao still speaking but that didn't matter when the young prince got a whiff of what smelled like; cooked samon. Putting a hand over his stomach, Zuko was just remebering how hungery he was.
When they fianlly came to a halt, Zhao turned and faced the boy. "Now" he said in a frim voice "do you remeber what I just said" Zuko not caring about it just nodded his head ready to eat his fill. "Good, come" with that he let go of the prince's small hand, put on a poliet smile, and opened the door for him. The change in additude shocked Zuko, he stepped into the galley, with Zhao right behind him.
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Zuko ran as fast as he could hearing the inraged Lieutenat boots behind him. Bearthing heavily he violently opened the door infornt of him which lead to the deck. ' why did I do that, how could I be so stupid, Azula’s right I am such a cults ' Zuko thought trying to find a place to hide, with not much luck.
Flashback
Zuko sat down where zhao had directed him. Then the man whom zuko thought to be the cook, bowed deeply and set a large fish in front of him. The room was dead silent, and zuko felt that everyone was staring at him. He was right.
Calmly zuko began to eat his food, making sure he didn’t act like a slob. He felt zhao’s cold, dim-golden eyes on him the whole time, making him even more nervous. But, Soon the men began to speak and eat once again about women, the war, and what not. Taking some of the nervousness away from the young boy. But then a man came up and sat next to him
“How is you stay, my prince ?” he asked kindly, he looked older, Zuko thought he was more then likely to be the captain.
Zuko looked slowly over to zhao seeing that face saying ‘if you spoke he would regret it.’ But he was in public Zhao couldn’t do anything to him. Smirking he looked back at the man.
“Quite nice, thanks” he lied though he teeth, but he spoke in a cheerful voice
The man nodded and said “glad, please enjoy the rest your stay, Prince Zuko” he got up bowed and left the galley.
Zuko turned his attention to Zhao who just glared at him darkly. They just looked at one another for a long time.
Suddenly the cooked laid a hand on Zuko‘s shoulder. He had been trying to get his attention by calling his name, but failed. This startled zuko who jumped out of his seat knocking the tea pot, that was filled with scolding hot water, out of the mans‘ hands‘. And just his luck to have it knocked into Zhao’s face. Who screamed in pure pain, quickly standing up, knocking over the table while doing so. A man next to him splashed his water on him, trying to ease the pain.
Zuko, who had been watching the scene, found himself backed up into the cold metal wall, in complete fear of what might happen to him. Zhao, looked up at the prince in back of the galley, and oh if looks could kill Zuko would have died right were he stood.
In a low growling voice zhao said “get over here…” he paused when zuko didn’t move “NOW” he yelled
That got the boy to move alright. But instead of going to Zhao he ran to the door, opened and flied as fast as his leg would carry him. He could here zhao and some soldier who wanted a show behind him.
It was prouing out, But, for the young prince that was the least of his worries, as he heard Zhao yelling at him. But the words did not reach young Zuko who was now right near the opening of the rail on the deck shacking with fear, as turned he saw a large figure coming towards him.
"Come here" said the stern voice of the Lieutenat. When Zuko didn't respond Zhao advanced on him rather quickly and took him by supirse. Zuko acting only in refexles; jumped behind Zhao, pushing him over bored. As Men that came with him, ran to the side of the ship tossing a ’over board’ rope down, hoping Zhao would grab on. The prince felt someone pull him aside, having a frim grip on his shoulder so he could not flee once more. When they Fianlly got the young Lieutenat back on the ship the rain had already died down, and Zuko got a perfect look of his garudian; his hair was down and sticking to his face, eyes were blood shot and he look like he was about to spit fire, his fist were balled and his form shaking violently with anger.
The Soldiers threw a towel over him, but his who’s eyes never left the child. "Give him here." he said to the soldier who had Zuko. The man walked him over (more liked pushed) to Zhao, who then sezied him by the scruff of the neck.
"Come prince Zuko, we have to take care of a few things" He growled
The boy just whimpered "Sorry"
"Oh don't worry, my prince, I'll make sure your sorry." he replyed shoving the prince in his room. "I'll be back in thrity-mintines to deal with you and, your punishment." a sick smrik came on when he said that. The same sick feeling zuko had earlier came back to him. Tear fell from the boy's eyes as the door was slammed shut and locked, leaving the future ruler of the fire nation alone in the dark.
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