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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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Princess Azula awoke. She opened her eyes and took in a deep breath. It was early morning still, that dull morning chill still hung in the air despite the room’s utter lack of windows. Azula sat up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Just a shadow of a yawn escaping from her lips as she blinked her eyes clear; she crawled to the end of her bed and slowly sat with her feet dangling off the edge. The air was cold, and she was still tired, but she was not the type to wait for someone to come and wake her before getting up.
She batted the silk drape out of her way and rose to her feet, letting the drape fall back into place behind her as she strolled over to her adjoined bath chamber. The bead barrier clacked as she passed through it. On the other side was a simple small room, not much bigger than her closet back home. A coat rack stood just inside, Azula slid her robe off and hung it up, exposing her soft pale skin to the morning chill as she strolled to the metal tub in the center of the room wearing just her underwear. She sat on the edge and leaned over to turn the faucet and start the water filling. The water was cold, but it wouldn’t stay that way for long.
Azula moved from her seat on the edge of the filling bathtub, rubbing her arms and returning to the coat rack to retrieve her robe. She was fire bender, and thus could control her body temperature, but she’d much prefer not to have to. The princess stood leaned against the wall mirror the coat rack as she held her arms to her chest and watched the water fill the metallic tub. The room smelt of the cold water and the pouring echoed around the metallic bath chamber.
Once the tube was reasonable filled Azula returned her robe to the coat rack. Strolling over to her bath tub and sitting on the edge to turn the knob and stop the water again. Once the water flow stopped she stood, and slowly slid her panties down her taut rear and letting time glide down her legs, revealing the trim black stubble between her legs just starting to hide her thin pink slit. Azula took a step out of her underwear and bent over the edge of the tub; dipping two fingers into the water and with a moment’s concentration and a deep breath warmed the water. A cloud of steam bloomed forth and slowly started to fill the room as Azula sighed contently. At least that was one luxury she wouldn’t have to give up, she simple loved having a hot bath.
A slight smirk slipped onto her face as she slipped her soft light body into the steaming water. She moaned and tilted her head back letting the perfectly heated water wash the stiffness of sleeping away.
Now she could really start the day. As she enjoyed the warmth of her bath she turned her attention planning for the day. She would have to assemble her team, she had the personnel but she needed the supplies. Captain Random would come in handy for that, she would just have to compose a list of what she needed and then she could give it to him and if he couldn’t get everything on it she’d just get rid of him. Of course then she wouldn’t have a cook… Maybe if she could just leave him be until she’d seen him in combat, or had a meal that he’d cooked. If he was a decent cook and an alright fighter than maybe she could keep him around. After all someone would have to drive her tank.
Azula sighed and cracked her neck, deciding that Captain Random could stay until she had a reason to get rid of him. Or until he got too annoying, which ever came first. “But what to take with me?... Hmm…” She started thinking aloud; sometimes she just liked to hear her own voice. “Rhinos are so… unbefitting for a princess. And I simple cannot picture Mai or Tai Lee on one of those, beasts…” She lay back in the tub and stared up at the ceiling, causing another burst of steam to bloom forth from her bath, keeping the water just as she liked it.
She lay there in for a shot while longer, pondering the events of the coming day. She’d need to review the scout’s reports on the location of the Avatar, then the reports of their progress tracking Zuko and Iroh… Azula groaned rolling her head back. Just thinking this time, there was so much to do and so little time in which to have it be done. Well best be getting to it then.
Azula held her hands in front of her for a moment and with a deep breath she evaporated the water. She lay naked in the metal tub, head tossed back as the room filled with a thick steam cloud. Once again the princess sighed, this though she lifted herself out of the empty tub, meandering over to the coat rack and grabbing her robe before doubling back for her underwear. She threw her robe on and strolled into her main room.
Stretching, Azula tossed yesterday’s panties into the chair that sat in the corner. It dawned on her that something would have to be done about getting laundry clean once she and the others were traveling. It simply wouldn’t do to wash her own clothes. A princess did not wash her own underwear. But she couldn’t very well have the Captain do it. Just the thought of that scruffy boy thumbing her underwear… No she would just have to ‘convince’ Mai or Tai Lee to do it.
Azula yawned slightly, crouching down in front of her dresser and getting out a new set of cloths. Identical to those she’d worn the previous day right down to the fire logo on the crotch of her panties. She pulled on her new underwear and tucked her robe into her dresser before pulling her new shirt on. Azula grabbed her belt from the stool next to her and began to put her armor on. Unlike her pathetic brother, Azula put her own armor on.
She smirked at herself in her vanity mirror, as she clasped her armor on and threw her hair back. Azula started brushing her hair out with one hand while she slipped her feet into her boots and clasped her wrap around her waist with her heavy metal belt, once armed, she smiled to herself and concentrated on that all important task of making herself look pretty, well prettier. After all, what was the fun of being a fourteen year old girl on a ship full of navy men, if you didn’t let them know what they weren’t getting? Of course this would be her last day on a ship full of men. She’d have to settle for just messing with the Captain after today.
She dabbed makeup on, coloring her lips and adding just a slight touch to her eyelashes. She then put her perfectly shining hair up placing in it the clip that signified her royal command. Azula pause once more to admire her imposing figure in the mirror once more. Then rose from the stool and, snapping out the lights of her room, she opened her door and went to go wake the others.
Tai Lee was first. Always the earlier riser Azula pushed open the gymnast girl’s door to find her doing a one handed hand stand on the edge of her bed. “Oh hi Azula. Up already?” She flipped down to land on her feet in front of the princess.
“Yes… Wake Mai would you, I’m going to go wake the Captain.” Azula let a shadow of a smirk slip onto her lips as she pictured all the things she could barge in on in the room of an eighteen year old sea captain.
Tai Lee bounced out of her room as Azula started down the hall. Where exactly was the Captain’s room? She knew it was around there somewhere, but she didn’t know exactly which door it was…
She was going to just start kicking doors open when she saw the one with the semi-cheery sign hanging on it that proclaimed in scripted red letters that it was ‘Captain Tatsuya Shuhei’s Quarters.’ Azula pouted a little. She’d kind of wanted to kick down random people’s doors at whatever hour it was in the morning. It was one of her little quirks what could she say?
Still little could stop the Princess from her chosen course of action. She kicked the door down. It hadn’t been locked, which was kind of odd but she didn’t really dwell on it. She was more interested in the shocked lump of clothing that shot up from what she assumed was the bed. Everything was in disarray, the drawers of the dresser were open, cloths scattered about. It was hard to tell where the piles of cloths stopped and the bedding started. But the scruffy head that poked its way out of the bedding or clothing piles revealed that the Captain did in fact dwell in this room.
Azula coldly surveyed the room for a second then, arms crossed behind her back she turned to address the Captain’s head. “There’s to be a meeting to decide which of our targets we’re to pursue in an hour. See that you’re cleaned and ready Captain.” The beleaguered head of the Captain summoned an arm from the piles of cloth and saluted her.
She turned and left the room, letting the door slowly swing closed behind her. Zuzu’s room had never looked like that. But then again Zuko always had people who cleaned it for him. She did too of course. It had always been one of her favorite pastimes to make a real mess of her room, piling cloths she didn’t like together and lighting them on fire, or just tossing things about so that the room was a mess before the cleaning people came in. She smirked, remembering some of their faces, priceless.
Azula started down the hall toward the kitchen. She let her mind wander from the horrified expressions of her clearing staff. She turned her mind toward more recent endeavors. The Captain hadn’t stood at attention when he saluted her. Now the most likely explanation was that he was half asleep and not thinking. But Azula smirked at the second most possible reason. That he had been naked under those piles of clothing and cloth. She pictured all the different ways he could stand to attention in the nude. It wasn’t so much that she wanted to see him naked, that she wanted to see him uncomfortable. She pictured that man standing naked before her and all the things she could do to him.
Azula pushed these thoughts from her mind as she walked into the kitchen. Really it wasn’t fitting for her to be thinking such things anyway. It bothered her to no end really, but she was a fourteen year old girl, sometimes she just couldn’t help it. And that was what really bothered her.
She took her seat at the kitchen counter, a man in a baggy under armor shirt armor pants an apron and a chief’s hat was busying himself with something on the other side. “So, what’s for breakfast today?” Azula asked leaning her arm on the counter.
“Anything you’d like princess, I have a full kitchen here.” Captain Tatsuya turned around and smiled at her. She paused for a second to remember that someone had in fact, run past her on her way to the kitchen. She smirked at his determination. She also allowed her mind to wander briskly back into the realm of unscrupulous thoughts, as she pondered whether or not he had had time to put on a pair of underwear, having privately decided that he had been naked when she barged into his room.
“Well then. I guess this will be the test to see if you stay as my chief, won’t it Captain?” Azula smirked, her thoughts amusing her greatly. “So, what do you have to cook?”
The Captain didn’t look at all taken aback by the fact that she would be judging him. “I have a platypus-bear egg, some pig-chicken bacon, various kinds of fruit… The royal barge’s kitchen is really much better stocked than the one on my ship. As I would expect, Princess.” He smiled at her and scurried about the kitchen, snapping his fingers and lighting a burning before playing a pan on it.
Azula permitted herself to yawn. “Hmm… how about an omelet then?” She didn’t really care much. She just wanted something filling and hot. She lazily watched the Captain scurry about, getting the egg out of the ice box cracking it open and into his pan. He snapped his fingers and started up another burner. Starting what she assumed was the pig-chicken bacon to cook. It sizzled nicely as he tended to the omelet’s pan with almost loving attention.
She watched the Captain work with half hearted attention. She was mostly trying to figure out how she was going to get everyone who should be at their meeting to report on the Avatar’s and Zuko’s locations to be there in an hour, while somewhere in the back of her mind she was trying to figure out if he was wearing underwear or not. At least until she figured out that she was still trying. She stopped the moment she realized it. Really, a princess wondering about a man’s any man’s trouser state, it was just, unbefitting.
Azula snapped from scolding herself when the Captain set down a hot steaming omelet in front of her, next to it on the plate several strips of the bacon. She slowly took one of the strips of bacon and nibbled on it. It wasn’t bad; in fact it was quite good. But it was awfully difficult to mess up bacon. She cut of one of the edges of the omelet and popped it in her mouth. The Captain leaned noticeably toward her.
She smirked as she slowly chewed; trying to make it appear that she was truly testing the food. In truth she didn’t know the first thing about testing food; she just knew good food and bad food. This however was… decent food. She couldn’t find anything outwardly object-able about it, but it was noticeably better than what she was used to either. She smirked and continued her meal. “Not bad Captain. I guess you can stay on…”
Somewhere in the back of her mind she noticed that he smiled and bowed to her, asked if there was anything else she needed and bowed again before leaving. She figured he was just running off to clean up. Maybe put some underwear on. Azula continued to sit at her stool slowly eating the breakfast the Captain had prepared for her. It dawned on her as she ate that she was accustomed to fabulous food from the palace, and had been quite annoyed with the quality of the food she’d been served since she left. While in the meal before her she found nothing to her disliking. The Captain must be quite some cook, to have taught himself how to prepare food befitting of a princess in a navy ship’s galley. Azula briefly rolled this thought about in her mind as she finished off her meal and slipped off the stool.
She worked her way down the halls to the ship’s bridge so she might find those that needed to attend the meeting she was having. Absentmindedly wondering if fire bending perhaps helped one’s ability to cook, it wasn’t entirely impossible. After all fire was used to cook, being able to bend it might be an advantage. Azula privately decided that if that was so, than she’d be a stupendous cook should she ever try her hand at the culinary art. The princess smirked at the thought that there was yet another thing she was innately better at.
She strolled onto the bridge and everyone turned and saluted her. That was probably one of the things that annoyed her most, people always turning to notice her when she entered a room. She would much prefer to just slip into a room.
Azula waved the salutes away and walked to her chair at the head of a large table map. The royal barge often acted as a portable war room, and thus it had a table large enough to display a map of the entire known world. Azula took her seat and immediately leaned on her arm, striking that, board princess pose that she knew annoyed all the generals to no end.
She summoned one of the soldiers who were wandering about the room trying to look busy over, smirking as Tai Lee bounced into the room followed by a drowsy looking Mai. “Inform the generals that I’m having a meeting in one hour. All those with information on the locations of either the Avatar or my brother Zuko are to attend.” She loved giving low leveled drones the task of running about telling people bad news. Ruining their days, made hers.
Tai Lee took her customary spot at Azula’s side, as Azula ordered people about and quite a bit of hustle and bushel was caused. Mai leaned on the opposite side of Azula’s chair and yawned, vaguely casting her eyes across the room as soldiers scurried about to follow Azula’s command.
It wasn’t too long before a whole cast of people shuffled their way in and took a variety of seats around the large war table in front of Azula. It took maybe thirty minuets, during which time Azula was quite amused watching people carry armfuls of scrolls back and forth to those who had already sat down. The generals eventually asking to be excused for a moment as they got up and went to get the right scrolls themselves, all and all it was quite a scene of disorder trying very hard to look planned.
Azula noticed the captain sneaking in behind a group of scribes and take an ornamental position near the door. He was wearing full armor, aside from a helmet, and had a rather impression looking pole-arm strapped to his back. It appeared to be a halberd but Azula wasn’t really too interested. A bender using a weapon was, in her mind, disgraceful. Like her brother and his silly little broadswords, he wasn’t even good. No, she much preferred the flame.
Once everyone had the documents they felt they needed and had taken their proper seats the meeting began. And quickly fell into a boring tedium like most meeting that involve more than one person with an armful of documents do. Azula listened with muted interest as various generals relayed various reports from various scouts about various sittings of either the Avatar or her brother. Her brother had most recently been sited headed north. Apparently begging on street corners, though such information was deemed unreliable, Azula had little doubt as to what he weakling brother would do to survive. She had little trouble picturing her brother and uncle begging their way from meal to meal. She actually smirked at the image.
As the discussion turned toward the location of the Avatar Azula lost what little interest she’d had. Reliable reports of the Avatar’s location were hard to come by, due to the whole flying bison factor. Most people just disregarded seeing it.
The princess let her eyes wander around the room as the reports of bison shaped clouds and bald twelve year olds washed over her. This was boring. There had to be a way for her to get the information, and not have to sit thought the meeting. Her eyes fell on Tatsuya. Still standing in his corner, arms crossed behind his back, shifting his feet as he tried not to lean on anything. Azula smirked.
“Uh, one moment General.” She interrupted some general who was saying something about the Avatar being seen over some camp in the southern islands of the earth kingdom. “Captain?” She turned her head toward Tatsuya, and he scurried over to her side, kneeling down in front of Tai Lee so his ear was brought to her mouth level. Azula leaned over and whispered to him. “It has come to my attention that my presence is needed elsewhere. I want you to sit though this meeting for me, and then as soon as if finishes come find me and relay all relevant information. Can you do that for me Captain?” She smirked. He nodded.
Azula stood up. “Pardon my departure Generals, but I’m needed elsewhere. Captain Shouhei here will relay the information to me later, so if you could please brief him as you would me.” And she turned to leave. “Tai Lee, Mai.” She muttered summoning her two friends after her.
Tai Lee waved by to the collection of military elites and Mai yawned slightly as she leaned off the side of Azula’s throne. Tatsuya however was left with a rather odd predicament; there was no empty chair at the table other than Azula’s throne. He coughed awkwardly as he unstrapped his halberd from his back and sat uncomfortable on the edge of the throne, leaning forward over the war table.
The entire military collection blinked as the three girls left and the eighteen year old chief/Captain now sat at the head of the table filled with Generals. Azula almost giggled as she exited the room. She knew the Captain would listen to the information and be able to summarize it for her. He had enough sense to be able to do that, but she had also loved the terrible confusion she’d caused everyone, even the one she’d put in charge had no idea what was going on.
Tai Lee leaned over Azula’s shoulder with her normal smile on her face. “So… where exactly are we going now Azula? After all… did you like call that meeting?” The gymnast girl blinked, and bounced along to walk backward a little in front of the princess.
Mai yawned again. “Doesn’t matter, any place is better than that stuffy old war meeting…” She stretched out her arms. “I was practically falling asleep in there…”
Azula smirked. Her friends always did seem to have opposite views, but that’s what was interesting about them. Of course they did raise good points, while the meeting had been unbearably boring, Azula had called it. And they didn’t really have any other place to be. Until they knew where they were going, they couldn’t very well leave, and they didn’t even know how to pack. Of course they could just wander around the ship till the meeting was over. It was a large ship. But doing so just seemed so… un-regal, skipping out on a meeting to play hooky. And it wasn’t like they could go torment Zuko like they used to when they were little…
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