The Fall of Ozai | By : CaptATKirk Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Het - Male/Female Views: 5957 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Note: I know this is short and I promised more. It will happen. =}
Chapter 5 Training Days
The next morning was hell for anyone who was a fire bending student. Iroh had told them to be up and ready before dawn. Lan rubbed her eyes and made her way to the place Iroh had picked. It was clear of any life at all. Aang walked beside her also yawning and rubbing his eyes. He thought he was going to be excited about it but being interrupted in the middle of a nice dream with Katara as the main attraction didn’t do much to help him be cheerful. Lan and Aang made it there just in time. Zuko was already there waiting. Lan stood next to Aang avoiding Zuko’s gaze.
“Today I will begin your training young Avatar. Lan I wish you to learn-“
“My Name is Aang Master Iroh.” He yawned out.
“Sorry old habits die hard.” He chuckled before turning to Lan.” Lan it is also time for you to further and expand on your training. You have only learned basic fire bending from your father but I think it is time to advance your training.” He looked to his nephew his face as neutral as he could make it.” Zuko you will help Lan in this.”
“ What ?! “ She and Zuko yelped in unison.
“ The best teacher is also a student. I suggest you get started while I teach Aang the basics.”
“ Uncle I know what your trying to do-“
“ My word is final. You will teach Lan and bring her to your level. Once that is achieved, I will bring all three of you to the next level.” Aang stood there confused. Lan was looking at Zuko with daggers flying out of her eyes and Zuko was giving Iroh the same look. Aang was wondering what he missed last night.
“ Zuko take Lan over there where you won’t burn anything.” Iroh pointed to a clearing a few feet away Lan gave Iroh and Zuko a nasty look before heading in the direction. Zuko gave his uncle a nasty look as well before following her lead.” Aang you will stay here while we work, and discuss where fire bending comes from.”
Lan had made it there first and began to stretch. She was just about done when Zuko came up taking off his shirt and laying it on a rock. He did the same stretching as well. Lan turned her head and paid attention to Aang and Iroh. What the heck is he doing? Zuko said were just friends so then why do I want to kill Uncle Iroh right now? Also if were just friends why is he showing off? Lan watched as Aang tried to make fire but only got smoke to come out his nose. She bit back a giggle. She watched as Aang turned his head and looked to her. She waved at him before turning around and seeing Zuko. She wiped her smile off her face and waited for him to start teaching.
What she didn’t know was that Zuko had been watching her and jealousy had welled up in him. She gave that little bald headed monk all her attention. He wanted to fight something now. He had watched as she turned her head and saw him how fast her smile turned into a scowl. I have no rights to her but I will not have that little shit take my place. Anyone but him. I guess I should be grateful it isn’t Sokka.
“All right lets see what you have.” Lan nods her head and gets into a stance that matches Zuko. Their wrist lock and the bending begins. She hits him with two blasts and he blocks them easily enough
“ Well at least you’re not a total beginner.” He then begins a rapid succession of fire blats that she manages to deflect and return well.
“ Glad you noticed.” The last one she drops to the ground and roundhouses him breaking his root and knocking him back on his but. He pinwheels his legs and gets back on his feet. Lan takes a defensive stance waiting for him to get pissed. He was far from that. This is what he wanted to do. He wanted to challenge her but it was just getting him more excited then he already was.
” Uncle was under the impression you needed to learn the less advanced sets.” They begin to circle each other slowly. Sizing the other up.
“ I thought I did as well. I haven’t used bending much except for black smithing. The same with water bending. I learned more advanced moves in both but it has been a while since I used them.”
“ Seems you haven’t forgotten them.”
“ No. Care to see what else I can do? ” She winked at him.
“ Love to little orchid.” An evil grin split his face.
“ Bring it Fire Prince.”
Each move that is made is a mirror. Lan manages to match Zuko punch for punch and move for move. Once again they come back together to lock wrists. Lan advances and Zuko backs up keeping their wrists against each other. She advances again and this time Zuko takes her wrist and pulls her forward to him. He then takes her other wrist and keeps them pined behind his back. They are both breathing hard.
He looks into her big blue eyes that are the color of rain and sees something there that scares him. They are full and wide and filled with nothing but desire . . . for him. He looks down to her mouth and those ruby lips of hers slightly parted are screaming to be kissed and he does. He had to just have one last taste of her mouth. He slowly releases her hands as their tongues duel it out for dominance. It was better than he remembered. He wanted to take it further yet a picture of Azula laughing over Lan’s lifeless body slammed into his mind. He lets her go abruptly and walks back to the boulder where he laid his shirt down. He put it back on keeping his back to her. He couldn’t believe how stupid he just was.
“ What . . . did I do something wrong?” She came up behind him and touched his arm. Fire raced through his veins at her touch. He wanted to turn around a throw her on the ground and have his way with her.
“ No.” He had looked into her eyes. They were always his down fall. He would not do it again.
“Zuko what were you-“
“ You’re ready for the advanced sets. Uncle will have to be your teacher.” He walked away from her and can feel her confused gaze on his back. What he doesn’t know is that his Uncle has watched the whole exchange. Aang had seen it too.
“ Why does he do that to her? Why does he get close and push her away like that?” Aang watched as Lan screeched and stormed her foot before going in the other direction.
“ In a word.” Iroh shook his head.” Azula.” Iroh looked back to Aang to see that he had gotten a little flame started.” However you should not judge him to harshly you do the same thing at times to a certain water bender as well.” Aang pulled at the color of his tunic before blushing beet red.
Zuko stands under the water fall and hopes he can drown himself. The water isn’t ice-cold but it helps for all of two seconds. No matter what he does he can’t get her out of his head. Her eyes, her mouth, and that lithe body of hers that was pressed hard against him . . . running his hands down her stomach . . . using his hands to make her thighs open wide for him . . . feeling her like he did in the North Pole.
“ Argh this isn’t helping! “ He ducks his head in the water to clear it. He feels his way threw the pool to the rock where he laid his clothes down and they were gone. In its place was a towel. Zuko took it and wiped his face to see his Uncle on the rock instead.
“ It’s not going to help you.” Beside Uncle was new clothes for him. A sleeveless tunic of black and gold with pants to match. It worked for him. He was tired of wearing green.
“ What do you mean? ” He jumped out and dried off putting on the new clean clothes.
“ The water isn’t cold enough to help you my nephew.”
“ You did that on purpose. You know how she feels.” He threw the towel at his uncle who caught it eyes closed and all.
“ Yes and I know how you feel about her. Zuko it’s okay to be in love. You’re exiled not dead.”
“ She’s a weakness I can’t afford now! ” Zuko screamed at Iroh’s back before turning his head and mumbling to himself. ” I don’t deserve her.”
“No, she isn’t a weakness!” His Uncle jumped up and smacked his nephew on the fore head.” You are still thinking like your father again. Lan is your greatest strength and if you are to blind to see that then you are right you don’t deserve her. Her heart is wasted on you!” He threw the towel at Zuko before walking away. In his eyes’ Zuko had changed but the old Zuko was still there at times. This time he was there and the old Zuko was still an ass.
TBC =}
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