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Prompt #5: Secrets
Mai's Little Hobby
Mai believed in sharing everything with her husband. And really, she had nothing to hide. Well, that wasn't quite true. There was a certain hobby, as she liked to refer to it, that she had taken up as a young girl and never quite let go of. Mai blamed her mother.
Seven Years Earlier
"What are you reading, Mom?" Eleven year old Mai was bored to tears. She had already spent the morning throwing her knives at the wall opposite her bed and her arm was tired. She'd eaten lunch and listened to the dull small talk her parents had made. Now the long afternoon stretched out before her like some barren wasteland. She had no idea what to do.
"Never you mind, Mai. It's not appropriate reading for a girl. It's written for women. Now go find something to do. You're distracting me." Akira, for that was her mother's name, gave Mai a frown and pointed to the doorway.
"But, there's nothing to do," the girl whined. "I hate weekends." She waited for her mother to reply, but the woman's nose was pressed into the thin volume. She was slightly flushed looking and Mai wondered if maybe her mother had a fever. "Are you sick, Mom? You're all red and hot looking."
Akira slammed the book down onto the sofa where she sat and shrieked in a high pitched voice. "GO!"
Mai went. She wandered about the gardens for a while, eventually dozing on a bench in the muted sunshine. But thoughts of that book would not leave her mind. Mai would find out what treasures it contained, one way or another.

Dinner was just as sleep inducing as lunch and breakfast had been. Briefly, Mai thought about Prince Zuko. Maybe he was eating dinner too. Or maybe he was playing with that knife his Uncle Iroh had given him, that one from the Earth Kingdom. Or maybe he was in his room, bored too and thinking about her. That idea made Mai feel warm inside and she hoped that it was true. She didn't believe that anyone else, except her uncle, ever gave her any thought.
After dinner, her little family gathered in the sitting room to enjoy a pot of tea and some biscuits. Mai's father, Hoshi, read documents for work, occasionally exchanging a few words with his wife. Mai nibbled on her cookie and looked outside the window. It was getting dark. She liked the dark.
"Isn't there something you could be studying for school?" Hoshi asked his daughter awhile later. "You look so unhappy over there, Mai." He raised his eyebrows and waited for an answer. All Mai did was shrug. Not concerned enough to pursue the matter, Hoshi glanced at Akira and then turned his attention back to his work.
"I'm going out to the garden; I want to take a walk." Mai got up from her seat, grabbed an extra cookie and left. No one tried to stop her.

The garden was much more appealing at night time. The air was cooler and softer somehow and the trees and flowers looked sort of other- worldly in the cold moonlight. She walked along all the paths and then did it again. She tossed the few blades she always kept on her person (her mother would have a fit if she knew) at trees, enjoying the sound the blades made as they pierced the bark and then the wood beneath. She wondered briefly if piercing skin and then flesh would sound the same.
The rather uncomfortable wrought iron bench beckoned to her and she went to it, stretched out and stared up at the sky. It was almost completely cloudless and a deep blue black that Mai loved. She wanted to close her eyes. She could sleep in the garden with no problem. But her parents still peeked into her room before they retired for the night. They would freak if she wasn't in her bed.
"Not because they love me," Mai whispered.
So deciding against the turmoil her absence would create, Mai wandered back inside, the warm glow of lanterns greeting her night accustomed eyes. She blinked hard a few times then listened carefully. Cheerful sounding chatter came from the sitting room. Her parents had company. Maybe now was a good time to sneak into her mother's room and search for that book.

It was sitting right there on her mother's bedside table, out in the open as if it were all a trap. Mai hesitated, but only for a second. Taking a final look around, she snatched up the volume, darted out the door and tiptoed down the hallway to her own room. Her breathing was a bit fast and she inhaled deeply, trying to calm herself. Once that had been accomplished, she crawled onto her bed, not bothering to change into sleep clothes, and began to read by the light that the servants had conveniently lit.
Her eyes widened after only a few sentences. It was a romantic story; funny how her mother, who was all about practicalities, would enjoy those. She almost hyperventilated when she got a few pages further. This little book was about more than just romance. There was kissing and touching and other things that Mai didn't quite understand. But the effect reading it all had on her was overwhelming and she found herself imagining it was she and Zuko in the book, rather than the one dimensional characters. And then Mai wondered if she could write better stories, featuring her favorite prince, of course, along with herself. What harm was there in trying? Besides, it would give her something to do.
Mai tiptoed back to her mother's room and returned the book, careful to put it in the same spot. She went to bed then, changing this time, and dreamed vividly of Zuko.

"I can't find that contract I was reading last night. Do you have any idea where it is?" Zuko was harried looking, partially dressed, hair still damp from the bath and getting angrier by the minute.
Mai called to him from the bathroom, where she was drying off after her own bath. "I don't know, Zuko. You need to keep better track of your stuff. And why do you always expect me to know where everything is. I don't." She pulled her head back in the doorway and began to comb out her hair. Then thinking better of it and feeling a bit guilty for snapping, she called out again, this time in a sweeter tone. "Oh, try under the bed. I find all kinds of things there."
The loud crack and the curse that followed made her giggle. "Agni damn it." Zuko emerged from beneath the bed, rubbing at his head. "You probably knew that would happen."
"That's not true," the Fire Lady protested, her voice all innocent and sweet. "Do you want me to kiss it better?"
"Yeah, I do, just give me a minute. I think I saw something under there." Zuko braved the underneath of their bed once more, reached as far as he could and laid his fingertips on a book of some kind. He grimaced, stretched himself to the limit and dragged it out into the light. "What's this book, Mai? It looks like a diary or something." He flipped it open randomly and his cheeks instantly blazed.
"Diary?" she repeated hesitantly. "Oh, crap!" She ran from the bathroom then and snatched the book out from Zuko's hands. "Tell me you didn't look inside."
"I didn't look inside," Zuko stated mechanically. His face told another story.
Mai dropped down onto the bed and buried her head in her hands. "Yes you did. You're lying."
"Hey, I said what you told me to say. What do you want from me?"
"How much did you see?" She looked up at him, almost too mortified to meet his eyes, his, wait a minute, his lust filled eyes. "Wait, are you actually turned on?"
"You write smutty romance stories with you and me as the main characters; yeah, I'm turned on. When did this all start?" He joined her on the bed, took the book from her lap and perused some more.
Mai's voice was almost a whisper. "When I was eleven; I um, discovered that my mother read stuff like that. And I was bored, so I wrote my own. Oh, I can't believe you're looking at that."
The Fire Lord began to read aloud.
Prince Zuko placed tender kisses along my neck, licking occasionally and when he felt me shudder, he bit down hard and left a mark. The biting excited me and I arched my neck for him, giving his mouth better access.
"Like this?" Zuko asked. He brushed Mai's hair aside and began to kiss her neck, nibbling a bit before giving the tender flesh a bite.
"Yeah, like that," Mai replied breathlessly.
"Hmm, let's see what else is in here. Forget that contract. Doing everything in this secret book of yours is far more important." He pushed Mai down and untied her bathrobe. Holding up the book, he grinned and selected another passage. "Oh, this one's really good."
Neither Zuko nor Mai heard the insistent knock on the door. Neither of them heard the servant shouting about a meeting either. "They're at it again," the young man rightly assumed. He shook his head in amazement. "It's a wonder anything ever gets done around here."
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