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The Prince's Punishments	By : SunQiaoMai Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Slash - Male/Male > Sokka/Zuko Views: 5084 -:- 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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hi pples i have been really busy and haven't had time to up this up so sorry, but for those of you who gave me good reviews I thank you very much it warms my little heart so much ^^ lol and though of you who don't give nice review well i think you know where i would say you could go ^^ im gonna put of chapter five soon and don't worry zuko's gonna have a happy ending...i hope i need to write it b4 my PMS so i can write someing happy lol........don't hurt me :(

Chapter four: Strong or weak

The next day, was nothing but pain and agony for the young boy.

Zuko was woken up by the sound of his door swinging open heavily and banging against the wall. He looked up carefully, making sure he made no quick movement, or he would be in loads of pain.

What he saw didn’t surprise him, he could clearly see the silhouette Zhao standing in the doorway. Zhao quickly made his way to the prince. Zuko yelped as he was picked up and tucked under the lieutenants’ arm. His whole body was sore from this monster, now it was even worse.

He began to struggle, trying to get out of Zhao unbreakable grasp, but it was no use. He tried not to cry, but he could not help it, nor could he stop the tears that began to fill his eyes, he had never felt so weak before.

Zhao moved swiftly throw the dim lighted halls, making the prince highly uncomfortable. Zuko grunted and groaned the whole way, wherever they were headed; it was farther away then Zuko had hoped. He tired to lift his head, but the pain made him fall limp once more.

Zhao then suddenly stopped at a door, and kicked it open. Zuko winced at the contact; he thought that surly the door would fall off the hinges, surprised when it didn’t. Zhao entered the room and roughly dropped the prince onto the cold, hard metal floor. He whimpered in fear that Zhao was going to assault him once more. He was able to look up a bit to see that the room they were in was a bathroom, and he also saw that the Lieutenat was heating water in the bathtub.

“Undress yourself, boy.” He demanded with out turning around to look at the broken prince.

The child was terrified now, Zuko felt his whole body tremble, he didn’t know what to do, and so he just stared where he was. However this wasn’t a very smart move. Zhao violently twisted around and grabbed the young boy by the scruff of the neck. Zuko yelped in pain and embarrassment as his pants were stripped from him and he was tossed into the tub.

“Now, listen closely, brat.” The man said deadly. “You are to stay in there and clean yourself up, and when I come back, if your not here, or your not clean. It won’t matter if you are the crown prince or not, I will make you wish you were never born.” Zuko lowered his head and his only reply was a soft sob.

Smirking at the boys’ weakness, Zhao left the room. Zuko didn’t do anything for a few minutes as he closed his eye trying to figure out how this was all happening. Then all of a sudden the night before flashed in front of his eyes, he felt like he was reliving all the pain and suffering.

Opening his eyes he picked up a wash cloth that was hanging on the side of the tub. ‘Well at least I get to clean myself’ he thought. Wincing in pain every other move the prince decided that he was clean enough.

He felt like a little child though, having to wait for someone to get them out of the bathtub. But, sadly even if the prince tried he would fail for his body wouldn’t allow that much control just yet it seemed.

So zuko just laid down in the water trying to take his mind away from everything, trying to be at peace. But that didn’t last for long, for soon he heard thundering foot steps advancing on the bathroom.

The prince visible gulped as his keeper came back into the room. “Are you clean.” he asked simply. Zuko nodded not able to look into his eyes.“Good.” was his only reply as he stomped over to the boy and grabbing his wet hair, he pulled the young child up out of the warm water.

“Ouch, Zhao let go.” he cried out of pain as his hands flew up and grabbed Zhao’s wrist. “Ha-ha, well, boy, seems like you’re not embarrassed with your body anymore.” he indicated, as he dropped Zuko, who was trying to cover himself. “Aw, come now, child, I have already seen you, it doesn’t really make sense that you are acting out like that.” Zuko till could not look him in the eye, his face was burning with embarrassment and shame.

“Can I just have a towel?” he muttered to his ’guardian’

“Prince Zuko, what happen to manners.” Zhao said smoothly, knowing quite well that the boy would not challenge him at this.

Zuko sighed “May I, please, have a towel?” he spat out quickly getting the self betrayal over with. He was thrown a blood red cloth, catching it and rapping it around him, Zuko tried to stand up. Gritting his teeth he was able too.

Taking a deep breath he looked up into the eyes of the lieutenants’. The dark amber eyes met his once bright golden ones, zuko quickly down casting his eyes to the floor, still in fear of the man standing before him. Without a word Zhao turned towards the door, hinting for zuko to follow. Which he slowly did, the air around him hitting his skin like frozen lake water. Keeping up with Zhao’s strides, by the time they reached the prince’s quarters, Zuko was out of breath. Zhao pushed the door open and stepped aside for the prince to go in first. Cautiously, Zuko walked in, hearing the door close after Zhao.

“Hurry up and get yourself dressed. Then you are going to apologize for your rudeness and disrespect from last night.” He said coolly.

Zuko’s mouth dropped, and he just lost all his fear of this man.

“Apologize? APOLOGIZE?!?!?!?!? ” he screamed his face turning red with anger. “I have never disrespected anyone!” he hissed “And I have done nothing to you EVER. I don’t know why treating me like dirt, I am YOUR PRINCE , you have no reason for you actions.” he roared tears clouding his eyes, but he would not let them fall, he would not give him the pleasure once more of seeing him in a week state.

Zhao glared daggers at the child standing before him, even though he found it mildly amusing that the boy was trying to stand up to him, even after what he had done, he felt his blood rise along with the fire coursing his veins. “Do. As. I. Say. Boy.” he spat each word. “Get dressed, Zuko, do it now and I will forget what you have just said.” “No.” Zuko argued the second wind of courage still in him. “Yes, now do as I say, BOY.” Zhao yelled back, he did not think Zuko would be arguing with him, he thought that he had well broken this child.

“I WILL NOT, YOU ARE NOT MY BOSS!” the twelve-year-old now felt a little foolish for basically Zhao is his boss, or his gaurdien anyways. But, no it still didn’t matter this man had harmed him emotionally and physically, and now he wanted him to get dressed, when still here was in the room. AND he was going to make him apologize for absolutely nothing. Even though zuko did push him over board, that was a complete accident. Taking a step closer to the boy.

“If you do not do as I say right this instant, I will bring that same pain to you know, as I did last night.” he whispered darkly. Suddenly the courage and stubbornness in Zuko’s eyes disappeared, fear now took the up the space, his breathing became more rapid as he remembered what had happened.

“No, please, I-I’ll get dressed, just please don’t…don’t hurt me.” he pleaded with him.

“Well then, little prince, you better hurry, I am only feeling generous for a short while.” he cooed to the prince, who nodded his face was now very red with embarrassment.

He went over to the dresser, he still felt the man’s eyes boring into him, when he found some undershorts he was about to let the towel go and put them on, only to remember the pervert still in the room. Who was watching his every move. “Dress quickly, Zuko.” Zhao said mockingly. Holding in a sob, Zuko dropped the towel that was wrapped around his waist, he tried to put on his shorts as fast as he could. But he tripped while trying to get them pulled up, “HA-HA-HA-HA, seems like you still don’t have your sea legs yet, eh brat?” Zhao laughed. ’Oh, Agni, what I have I done to deserve this’ zuko’s thought screamed, as he jump up and pull up his undergarments in a hurry.

“Hurry this up, Zuko.” Zhao said, Zuko could tell he was becoming impatient with him. “I am trying to.” he replyed back. Zuko just once more grabbed a random tunic and pants. Even though the pants were for sleeping he didn’t care really, he just wanted to cover his skin, for he had Goosebumps all over.

“Brush out your hair, boy, you look like a peasant at the moment.” Zhao snapped. Zuko didn’t say anything to that, even though he wanted to, doing as he was told. He grabbed his brush out of a drawer and began to brush his long black hair. After he had brushed his hair and put it into a sloppy ponytail, Zuko walked slowly over to Zhao, who was leaning against a wall. “So, you ready, brat?” he asked carelessly. “Yeah.” Zuko said warily. As the walked down to the deck, Zuko was wondering if, just maybe, his father had planned this, if he had wanted Zhao to do this to him. He didn’t want to believe it, he kept pushing the thought into the back of his mind, but somehow it keep coming back to the front.

’No, father would never do that to me, he would never hurt me, he is only trying to be a good leader and father.’ Zuko argued with his thought

’who do you think your kidding, he would do anything to get what he wants, he would kill you, why do you think mother is gone? I’ll tell you because he KILLED HER , don’t you see? He is punishing ‘cause you didn’t die, and mom d-’

The denial thought spoke up now ’YOU DON’T KNOW THAT, YOU DON’T KNOW THAT.’

’YES, YES I DO, SHE IS DEAD, DEAD, DEAD, DEAD.’ the voice taunted.

“STOP IT, NO SHE IS NOT” the young prince now screamed out loud.

He didn’t realize that he was already out side on the deck, and everyone was staring at him as he took short raspy breaths. “Prince Zuko!” Zhao snapped seizing the boys shoulders and shacking him gently, and that was only because they were in public. Taking a deep breath and shacking off Zhao’s grasp the boy began to settle to his surroundings. A crowd of men were made around were the young prince stood, all mumbling among themselves, Zuko couldn’t make out what they were saying exactly he only saw their lips move.

“Are you mentally ill or something you stupid child? Zhao whispered harshly for only the prince to hear, he was a little shocked himself at the prince's outburst. He nodded slowly eyes wide, fill with tears that were on the verge of falling. “Yeah…I’m fine.” Zuko looked around at the men, now feeling like a little child who had just thrown a tantrum.

Zhao grunted and looked at the rest of the men as well and speaking very loudly “Our little prince has something he would like to say to all of you, of last nights little incident.” he sneered.

All eyes were now on the young boy, who’s head was hung low. Zhao gave him a nudge and a hard glare, “I…I…I apologize for my behavior .” Zuko muttered, but it was no one really heard it.

“So they can hear you, Child !” Zhao said gruffly.

“I SAID, I apologize for my behavior last night, it was unacceptable, and I promise it will never happen again!.” Zuko said quickly. When he saw the men nod and leave, looking some what satisfied and confused, he let out a sigh of relief. He looked up at Zhao, who had his eyes set out into the vast sea. “Now, for your war of lessons.” he said with a bored tone, as he turned without looking at the boy, and went inside. Zuko followed close behind, having a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach once more.

Authors note: NOOOOO FLAMES K K ^^ domo oh and if i messed up anywhere and i don't think i did but GET THE HELL OVER IT I AM NOT YOUR SLAVE TO PUSH AROUND I WRITE FOR FUN IF IT WERE A BOOK THEN I WOULD OF COUSE BE MUCH MUCH MUCH MORE CAREFUL BUT RIGHT NOW I AM JUST WRTING FOR A HOBBY AND DON'T LIKE PPLE PUTTIN ME DOWN...uh sorry

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