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Kingdom of War	By : Jayrich Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Het - Male/Female Views: 28039 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Kingdom of War

“To preserve Peace, one must be prepared for War…” Old Proverb

Prologue…

The sunlight shone through the open window of the room, hitting Aang directly in his face and waking him from his slumber. It was a welcome change from the usual cold air which gave him a few sleepless nights, but he quickly grew accustomed to it, especially with the young woman cuddled beside him.

He opened his eyes, and then quickly shielded them from the light of the sun. Another day was lined up for him with the Northern Water Tribe, though he didn’t have any idea of what he would do. For months he had been treated as a guest there staying with Katara and her family as elite waterbenders worked to rebuild the Southern Water Tribe’s home. He didn’t want to impose on them, though to be honest he had nowhere else to go being the last Air Nomad. Katara’s family quickly welcomed him when he realized heading to a vacant Air Temple was futile…and he has been a tribesman ever since.

Sitting up, Aang felt his right arm being somewhat constricted. Looking down, he saw the reason; Katara had her arms wrapped around it. Aang’s movements jostled her from her own slumber, and as she wearily opened her eyes, the bald Avatar was her first sight of the day.

“Good morning.” He greeted, grinning widely.

“Good morning…” She sleepily answered, grinning back. As they gazed into each others eyes, they inched closer for a good morning kiss, when…

“GOOOOOOOOOOD MORNING, AVATAR!!!!”

…Sokka made his entrance, bursting into the room. Unfortunately for him, Katara had chosen to sleep in the buff the night before, and she didn’t appreciate the sudden wake-up call.

“DAMMIT, SOKKA!!!” She yelled, holding out her hand and swiping the air out in front of her. Almost instantly, the door to their room is slammed shut, right in Sokka’s face. She then covers herself up with the bed sheets as Aang reaches for their clothes.

“You see, this is why I don’t like living IN AN ICE HOUSE!!!” Sokka muffled, trying to un-stick himself from the door.

Once covered, Katara used her waterbending to reopen the door, allowing a dazed Sokka to walk in. “It’s called ‘knocking’, Sokka.” She told him. “It’s common courtesy in any house.”

Sokka raises a curious eyebrow for a moment, before grinning deviously. “Ohh, I get it. So you and Aang were having a little…”

“I will drop this ice roof down on your head if you finish…” Katara interrupted.

“OK, OK!” Sokka replied, changing the subject. “Just thought you two would want to come down and enjoy some breakfast, that’s all. We’re having eel & squid with Sea Prune Soup.”

Sokka licked his lips as he left the room. Aang however, shuddered and held his stomach. “Again?”

“You’ll get use to it.” Katara reassured, before sliding to the edge of the bed and rising out of it. She held onto the sheet, but Aang could still spot her curves through the fabric. And it was enough of a sight to convince him that it would be a great day today.

A Little While Later…

The dining room table was long enough to accommodate half of the Water Tribe Soldier Front, but currently the table held only four; Katara, Sokka, Aang & the leader of the Northern Water Tribe, Chief Arnook. All eyes were on Sokka though, as he shoveled heaping helpings of Sea Prune Soup into his mouth at a breathtaking ace. It was a scene that embarrassed Katara, made Aang feel queasy and had the Northern Tribe Chief in awe.

“That young man must love his Sea Prune Soup.” He said of Sokka, who quickly finished up what remained in his bowl.

“Got any more?” He asked hopefully.

Katara shook her head in embarrassment. “You’ll have to excuse my brother. But Chief, again, I just wanted to say—!”

“You don’t have to thank me everyday, Katara.” Arnook informed her. “For what you and the Avatar have done to end the Great War and everything after, I am thankful to you.”

Katara smiled and nodded her head. “Yes, but what you’ve done for the Southern Water Tribe…”

“That reminds me, how’re things going down there?” Sokka chimed in.

“Very well.” Arnook answered. “Though the landscape of the South Pole is vastly different from here, they were able to finish building the wall. Your father is doing very well coordinating the rebuilding.”

The three all smiled over that bit of news, just as a young female walked into the room and over to the Northern Tribe Chief. She leaned over and whispered something in his ear that gained his attention.

“Excuse me; I have a matter that needs to be handled…” He said, before making his leave with the young woman.

“I still wish I could help with the rebuilding effort.” Aang stated. “I mean, it’s my fault that the raid…”

“Aang, don’t!” Katara interrupted. “It’s in the past, let it stay there.”

“Yeah. Besides, the beating you laid on Fire Lord Ozai was the greatest thing you ever done for the nations.” Sokka added, before correcting himself. “Heh, I meant FORMER Fire Lord Ozai.”

Aang, Katara & Sokka shared a laugh, knowing that the ousted & soundly defeated Ozai was now rotting in a cell as his son Zuko ran the Fire Nation. At that moment, a servant of the palace walked past Sokka, and delivered another bowl of Sea Prune Soup, as he asked for earlier.

“So Aang, what’s on your schedule for today?” Sokka asked the Air Nomad. “Cause we could really use that Airbending by the docks. There’s a new crop of vegetables down on the sea floor and…”

“Sorry Sokka, but Aang will be helping me tutor some of the Northern Tribe kids with their Waterbending lessons.” Katara interrupted.

A look of annoyance filled Sokka’s face at first, but then he developed a devious grin. “Oh, well what about later? Or will you be doing what you doing earlier when I—!”

“What Aang and I do in private is exactly that, private!” Katara snapped at her older brother, before gaining a devious grin of her own. “Besides, don’t you have some letters you need to reply to from Kyoshi Island?”

Sokka nearly choked on his helping of Sea Prune Soup as his face turned red. “For your information…I plan on doing that all in good time.”

“Have you even read them yet, Sokka?” Aang asked. “I mean, last time we heard from Suki, she was about to train Ty—!”

“OH, LOOK AT THE TIME!!!” Sokka yelled, rising from the table. “Gotta go meet the hunters at the Docks. BIG day ahead, you know. Well, see ya!”

And just like that, Sokka made a quick exit, effectively avoiding the conversation as Aang & Katara chuckled. “Come on, Aang.” Katara said, grabbing his hand. “We should get started on the tutoring early anyway.”

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“This. Is. Embarrassing.”

Those were the 3 words Toph Bei Fong used to describe the situation she was thrust into. Two years ago, she was among those who helped to bring an end to the Great War, and defeat Ozai and his Fire Nation Legion. Now…she finds herself dressed up and dolled up at a Royal Gala for Earth Kingdom Nobles, among which her parents. She’d rather be anywhere else but here at the moment, even with Haru sharing the displeasure with her.

“How did I let my mom rope me into this?” Toph asked herself.

“It’s not so bad.” Haru told her. “In fact, you look good in your outfit. Have you seen yourself in the mirror?”

Toph shot a deadpan look at Haru. “No. Guess I forgot to take a look in one on my way here.”

It was that dry, sarcastic remark that gave Haru a scathing reminder of Toph’s blindness. “Uh, heh. Sorry.”

“Whatever; happens a lot.” Toph replied, referring to Sokka & Katara’s moment of forgetfulness. “I just hope this stupid thing’s over with before…”

“Toph, honey…”

A low groan escape the young Earthbender’s lips and she dropped her head as she recognized her voice. Her mother, Poppy Bei Fong, was approaching. “Toph, there you are, sweetie. I got worried when I didn’t see you near. Are you okay?”

Toph secretly rolled her eyes before turning to her mother. “Yes, mom. Don’t worry; I haven’t been kidnapped against my will.”

Her mother could sense the sarcasm, and knew that her overly concerned nature annoyed her. “I’m sorry, Toph.” Poppy told her daughter. “You know that I just care about you…and I keep forgetting that you’re growing up, and becoming a beautiful woman…”

“Mom, let’s just end it there.” Toph interrupted, not wanted to have a heart-to-heart at the moment. “And…I understand, mom. Just…try not to be too caring.”

“Ah, there you are.”

The crowd in front of Toph and Haru began to part, as her father, Lao Bei Fong, approached her with a frail and apparently senile old man in tow. “I’m glad you could meet my family. Poppy, Toph, I’d like you to meet the King of Omashu, Bumi.”

“Ah yes.” King Bumi said, leaning down for a closer look at Toph. “A lovely wife you have here…and you must be the Blind Bandit I’ve heard so much about.”

Toph’s heart skipped a beat along with Haru’s. She had yet to tell her parents about her battles in the Earth Rumble Tournament, and felt that the honorable King of Omashu would spill the beans at the worst moment.

“Uh…I have no idea what you’re talking about…” Toph replied, smiling nervously.

“Oh, don’t play coy with me.” King Bumi insisted. “You are a legend in the Tournament.”

The young Earthbender became more nervous by the second, until her father pulled her and her mother close and whispered in their ear. “King Bumi has been known to be a little…eccentric and forgetful at times. Just humor him, for me.”

It was the save that Toph needed, as she just grinned and nodded alongside her mother. She then nudged Haru to do the same. “Yep, I…guess I’m that person.”

“Yes…we’re so proud of her.” Poppy added, playing along.

“As well you should be.” King Bumi complimented.

“Uh, if you’ll excuse us, we have to…go to the…buffet table!” Toph explained, before grabbing Haru and rushing away from the conversation.

As they made their way through the crowd, Haru grew even more confused. “Uh, what’s going on?”

“That was a close call.” Toph answered. “And I’m not in the mood for any more of them. We’re busting out of here.”

Those words don’t go unheard, as Bumi registers them loud and clear, and grins to himself. Toph’s parents however, seem concerned about their daughter.

“Wha—Why is she off in such a rush?” Lao asked. “I should go see…”

“Actually, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about a special position I have opening up.” Bumi interrupted, effectively playing the distraction.

“You…you have?” Lao asked.

Bumi nodded his head. “Yes, and I think it’ll benefit your whole family.”

Meanwhile, Toph & Haru have just escaped outside the hall, where Toph shed her traditional gown for something more comfortable…her fight wear. And it is at that moment that the potential for a fight escalates, as across the way from the Blind Bandit stands her rival, The Boulder.

“The Boulder has waited long enough, Champion.” He barked. “The Boulder demands to have his rematch for your championship belt, at the Earth Rumble.”

Grinning deviously, Toph just extended her right arm and waved him forward, answering with three words. “Just…bring it.”

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“WHERE IS THE FIRE LORD!?!?”

That abrasive question came from General Shinu, as slammed his hands down on the War Room Map. It was a question that many of the other Fire Lord officials had as well. The Generals of the Fire Nation Navy, Air Force and the cavalry Komodo Riders all surrounded the table, all demanding the presence of the Fire Lord.

“It has been days since he’s graced us with his presence.” Shinu continued, mockingly. “Doesn’t he remember that he still has duties to his Nation and its military?”

These questions were directed at Li & Lo, who’ve taken over as the advisors of Fire Lord Zuko. And clearly they aren’t happy with the hostility being shown at the moment, especially by General Shinu.

“I demand that the Fire Lord—!”

“YOU DO NOT DEMAND ANYTHING FROM THE FIRE LORD!!!” The duo yelled in stereo, silencing everyone. “The Fire Lord is attending to much more important matters. He has not forgotten about his country or its military!”

“Then when will we have an audience with him?” Shinu asked.

“When he is ready to have an audience!” They sternly answered. “And no sooner. Now, we believe that you all have your own soldiers to attend to at the moment.”

And with stone faces, Li & Lo turned and made their exit from the War Room, leaving the Generals to their own. Once outside the room, devious grins appeared on the twins’ faces.

“I don’t know how long we can contain those brutes in there with our statements.” Li commented.

“It isn’t like we can tell them the truth.” Lo replied. “That their Fire Lord is currently more involved with a certain part of his duty.”

“Yes.” Li agreed. “And from the screams, it would seem he has excelled at it.”

The two advisors couldn’t help but to snicker at that comment. “Ah…young love…”

At That Moment…

“AH! ZUKO!!!”

The Fire Lord was indeed involved with other matters, more notably Mai, who rode his cock as he buried his face between her breasts. The two were drenched in sweat as their bodies were pressed close. The bedspread barely covered their lower region as Zuko’s hands reached behind his love to grope her ass. She put her hands on his shoulders to keep her balance, as the two gazed at each other.

They had been at it for hours already, but neither had gotten tired of each other, as evident by the lustful kiss they shared, and their tongues dueling between their mouths. Zuko continued to thrust himself upward, pumping into Mai as deep as he could go, and bringing excitable muffled moans from her.

After endless moments they broke the kiss, just as Zuko felt his limit approaching.

“Mai…I’m gonna cum…”

“Me too, Zuko!” She proclaimed.

A pelvic thrust and a hip movement was all it took for the lovers to reach their climax, as Zuko shot off his load deep inside of his love. Their bodies synchronized for a moment, tensing up before releasing, as they both fell back onto the bed, Mai on top of Zuko. Heavy breathing filled the room for a few moments afterwards, until Zuko broke the silence.

“That was…the 7th time today…” He uttered.

“Yeah…I think we set a record.” She added.

The Fire Lord put his arms around her. “You know, I should really get downstairs and address my Generals.”

“Yeah, you should.” Mai agreed.

“And there are a lot of other duties I’ve kinda been neglecting as Fire Lord.” He added.

“Yeah, there are.” She concurred.

They both knew there were tasks that Zuko had to take care of, but as they looked into each other’s eyes again, those tasks suddenly went on the backburner.

“One more time?” Mai asked.

“One more time.” Zuko answered. And the two embraced and locked lips, ready for another round.

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“Prisoner 94617, wake up!”

The triple-thick steel door slid open for the three prison guards to reveal a room that was freezing cold upon entry. It was a specially made prison cell, one that had no windows, no bed, and one lone occupant seated in the corner, huddled up in protection from the cold. The room was named ‘The Cooler’, and its resident, Azula.

“Did you hear me!?” The head guard asked angrily. “I SAID—!”

“What do you want?” Azula asked coldly, startling all of them. She didn’t raise her head, she didn’t bother to make eye contact; but to them, she still was a threat.

“You…you’ve been ordered to…assist in the Prison Infirmary.” The head guard informed her, visibly shaken.

The three guards then immediately took Firebending stances, ready to defend themselves should the disgraced princess try anything. But Azula simply stood up and calmly walked out of her confines. Once in the hall, she allowed the guards to lead her to the Infirmary. Truth be told, there was no fight in her anymore. Even the psychotic mental breakdown she suffered after Agni Kai with her brother has left…and nothing but emptiness remained. With Zuko in power and the world at peace, she felt no place in it. She felt herself as a ghost here, even with everyone watching her every move, anticipating a violent outburst.

She reached the Infirmary Ward of the Prison, where the head medical officer there greeted them. “Is this our new nurse for the ward?”

“Yes sir.” The head soldier answered. “Special order from Fire Lord Zuko. He said that hopefully she can learn some compassion while working here.”

“Well, we could certainly use the extra hands.” The Head Medic replied. “Most of our Waterbending Healers have gone to help the Southern Water Tribe. Here, take this…”

He handed Azula a small pouch, which confused her. “What’s this?”

“Grounded pedals from Fire Roses.” He explained. “They help in the healing process. Follow me…”

The doctor led her deeper into the Ward, as the three guards made their leave; but not after one of them notices a young man lying on a makeshift bed, presumably unconscious. “Hey doc, what about this guy we found under Lake Laogai? Any news on him?”

“No, unfortunately he hasn’t awakened from his state.” The Doctor replied. “We believe it’s due to his injuries that he’s like this, but we don’t know for sure.”

The guard nodded and exited the room as Azula glanced over at the young man. He had a scruffy look to him, almost like the Water Tribe boy that helped to take down her Father’s rule. A strong chin, in fact strong looks all around; but nothing that would deem him special, or even worried of her interest. And she walked away from him, not knowing that the young man had a lifelong vendetta against the Fire Nation a year earlier. Not knowing the young man wouldn’t have hesitated to kill her where she stood, for her being Princess of the Fire Nation…not knowing the young man's name is Jet.
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