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Memories from Western Airtemple	By : DarthAnimus Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > AU/AR - Alternate Universe/Alternate Reality > Slash - Male/Male Views: 16187 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Memories from Western Air Temple

Chapter 51

From Me to You
    The decision to move Zuko away from the heart of the camp wasn’t one Aang made merely for Zuko’s sake, but for his own as well. While it was true Zuko needed peace and quiet after the day’s events, Aang also wished to steal the firebender away for a while. Aang decided that a spot right outside of the range of the tents would suit his purposes and so he easily bended the two of them a stone bench, a gesture that earned an amused look from Zuko.
   “Let’s sit.” Aang pulled on Zuko’s arm and the prince seated himself beside the airbender.
    “I take it you want to talk.” Zuko’s tone was resigned, and Aang felt a bit guilty over the fact that he couldn’t, and wouldn’t, prove the other wrong.
    “You told me something earlier today.” Aang was hesitant to bring the matter up; it had been that conversation that had led to him almost losing Zuko to the influence of the comet. “Do you remember what you said?” Zuko had seemed out of it halfway through his own confession, but before that he had seemed perfectly like himself.
    Zuko shifted, hesitant. “I...I remember, at least some.” The firebender’s gaze lowered, and Aang knew that the prince knew more than just some of what had happened. “I think I said some stupid things.”
    “Well, yeah, offering to die or kill for me is pretty stupid.” Aang huffed before lifting Zuko’s face with gentle hands on the other’s face. “But it wasn’t stupid to tell me you love me.” Aang caressed the other’s face with his thumbs. “Loving someone is a good thing; being loved is great.” He smiled fondly at his companion. “Loving and being loved in return is something amazing.”
    Another movement from Zuko followed. It didn’t seem to be a gesture of disagreement; Zuko’s body language spoke of shame and Aang reached out to grasp one of the warm hands.
    “Zuko.” Aang kept his tone serious even though his voice was gentle. “I meant what I said before. I do…I feel the same.” The airbender’s lips curled into a smile and Zuko’s cheeks reddened.
    “Thank you.” The hand in Aang’s grasp squeezed back.
    “You shouldn’t thank me, Zuko.” Aang clutched the prince’s hand tightly even as he leaned forward to sink his free hand into Zuko’s hair. “Love isn’t a choice. It just happens.”
    Zuko still looked hesitant. “Aang, I…I just don’t want you to end up regretting it. My feelings…I…I would always put you first, even when you didn’t want me to.”
    “Is that what you meant with that speech of yours?” Aang suddenly felt relieved. This admission, while by itself not much, combined with Zuko’s body language created a clear connection between this confession and the last.
    “It’s a bit creepy, right?” Zuko’s eyes wandered away from Aang’s face, and the airbender sighed.
    “Zuko, unless you haven’t noticed, everyone does that.” Aang moved the hand in Zuko’s hair to grasp the prince’s chin, bringing the golden gaze to meet his own. “Everyone puts the ones they love first.”
    “You’ve seen the lengths I can go to.” Zuko’s voice was desperate. “Does that really not bother you?”
    “Not really, no.” Aang smiled widely at the startled look Zuko shot him. “You’re not a killer, or a bad person.”
    Slowly, but without any more hesitation, Zuko’s lips curled into a smile. “You’re sweet.” The prince leaned closer and Aang’s hand slid from the other’s chin to cradle the back of his head as soft lips caressed his forehead. Aang held his breath as Zuko pulled back enough to lean their foreheads together, gold and silver eyes dancing with affection.
    “I trust you won’t faint this time around?” Each syllable blew a puff of breath against Aang’s lips, taunting the airbender with the closeness of the other. Aang’s fist closed around black locks.
    “I think I’d rather return the favour.” The slight tremble of Aang’s voice was caused by a mixture of nervousness and desire, but Zuko didn’t react to it. The prince merely allowed Aang’s hand to guide his head to a sideways tilt and Aang understood that the gesture wasn’t as much about Zuko surrendering to Aang, but Zuko surrendering to his own feelings at long last. Satisfied with that Aang covered the minimal distance between their faces and pressed his lips to Zuko’s own.
    The last time Aang had kissed Zuko he had been more than slightly distracted by trying to pull Zuko back from whatever mental seclusion he had brought on himself. This time around Aang got to fully appreciate all the sensations he got from the prince. Zuko’s lips were smooth, but not soft in the manner Aang would have expected a girl’s to be, and they moved with a controlled insistence that only a male’s would.
    The hand holding onto Aang’s pulled away, only to press the palm against Aang’s own. Aang angled Zuko’s head more to the side, deepening their connection, while he interlaced the fingers of their hands, joined in the small space left between them.
    A slow moan rose from Zuko, vibrating against Aang’s lips, and the airbender pulled back, worried that he might have done something wrong. But he only saw Zuko’s red cheeks, the prince apparently embarrassed over his reaction. The firebender leaned close again, eyes locked with Aang’s and lips barely brushing Aang’s own.
    “It’s alright, Aang.” Zuko’s lips caressed Aang’s sensitive skin with each movement. “I love you.”
    “I love you too.” And laid a soft kiss to the tantalising lips of his companion and smiled with contentment. This was how a love confession was supposed to go.
To be continued…
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