"Father! Please! AHH!"Fooosh! I cringed as Fire Lord Ozai blasted fire at Zuko. I bit back tears as Iroh patted my back.
Zuko was bent over on the ground he looked up and a hideous scar burned on his left eye. I wanted to scream and comfort Zuko,but if interferred with an Agni-Kai I might be thrown in jail or worse.
That was three years ago when Zuko got banished. I was visiting him the day of his first war meeting. We were so young,thirteen at the most. Zuko asked me out on a date a month before the war meeting. I remember the day of the war meeting like it happened yesterday:
I was standing on the front gates of the palace and a guard was checking my ID when I saw Zuko. I yelled his name and he ran over to me.
"Hey,Zuko! How's it going?"I hugged him.
"I'm getting ready for me first war meeting! I've been dreaming about this day,Emi."Zuko stared into the beautiful blue sky and breathed in the fresh air."This is gonna be a good day,Emiko."
I smiled at him as a guard handed my ID card back."You may pass."I didn't feel right that day... I knew something bad was going to happen.
I took Zuko's hand as we walked over to the pond with the turtle-ducks."So your Mom's new baby?"
We sat down; turtle-ducks swam up to me but kept far away from Zuko."Mom's doing great with Mutoe!"I lived in the uper class of Fire Nation with my Mom and Mutoe; my Dad was fighting in the war. I narrowed me eyes."You seem really jumpy and excited,Zuko,that's nothing like you."
"Well,it's my first war meeting. Every person dreams of it,"Zuko repiled.
"I don't though,"I countered teasing him.
Zuko slipped his hand out of mine and shrugged. There's the old Zuko.
"Prince Zuko?!"A familiar voice called. Iroh was coming toward us.
"Iroh!"I ran over to hug him. Iroh always felt like a real father to me. He's just so nice.
"Emiko,I see you came to see Zuko before the war meeting."He smiled at me.
He turned to Zuko."You need to get dressed,Prince Zuko."
Zuko nodded and hugged me good-bye without a word.
That was when everything changed. Zuko spoke up in the war meeting,he was challenged by his father to an Angi Kai and got banished from his home land. I remember when he was about to go:
I ran to the docks. Zuko and his uncle were watching the crew load up the ship.
"I'm coming,"I demanded walking over to them.
Zuko placed his hand on my shoulder and said quietly."No,Emi,I love you,but you can't come. I'm sorry. I'll write to you every single day."He wrapped me in a hug."I promise."
I began to cry in Zuko's shoulder."I... I love you,too."Out of the corner of my eye I saw Iroh tearing up and backing away.
I looked up at Zuko."Never forget me,Zuko,no matter how long it takes,find the avatar. I know he's out there."
"All aboard!"The captain yelled.
" 'K ,this is goodbye for now,Emi."
I nodded,lips pursed,tears streaming down my cheeks. Zuko lifted my chin and kissed me on the lips. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me good-bye.
"ALL ABOARD,PRINCE ZUKO!"Iroh yelled from the deck which broke us apart. I blushed embarrassed that Iroh was watching us.
Zuko ran to the ship yelling,"I'll write you tonight,Emi. I LOVE YOU!"He smiled at me and vanished onto the boat. I kept waving until it was out of sight.
"Welllll."A sharp voice said from behind me. I immediately knew who it was and grimaced.
"Yes,Princess Azula?"I turned around maintaning my cool.
"Don't play dumb,Emi. I saw you begging to go with Zuko! Just accept that Zuko isn't coming back! Ever!"Azula snapped. Was she sad that Zuko was coming back...? No,she doesn't have any feelings,she's doesn't care.
I broke; I was sick and tired of Azula making fun of me! That's all she does!"I'm done,Azula! Leave me alone for once!I don't care what you say. Zuko will come back." I shouted.
Azula seemed unaffected."Whatever you say,Emi."With that she shot up in the air leaving a smoky trail.
I walked back home crying the whole way.
That was the day of Zuko's banishment.
Of course Zuko wrote to me everyday as promised,but on the thrid year the were less frequent once a week. Then once a month...
This was the letter when the letters began to slow.
To: Yamamoto Emiko
From: Prince Zuko
Southern Water Tribe,December 14,1853
As you can see I'm in the Southern Water Tribe. I miss you dearly my sweet. Today I saw a maginfictent blue sphrere shoot up in the air and guess what...? IT WAS THE AVATAR! We stopped by a pathetic little village and I battled the avatar. This may sound weird,but the avatar was a kid... I captured him,but his little friends saved him. Don't worry we're following them as I write. I love you,Emi,always remember that.
Author's Note: In Asia your last name goes first. Thats's why Emiko's full name is Yamamoto Emiko. Cool huh! Anywho, Give me your feedback! BYEZ!
|''|Chapter XIX: Goodbye|''|
I took Kazuo's hands in mine. "Please don't get mad. I have a boyfriend..." I let that sink in.
Kazuo shook his head, like he was slapped in the face. He blinked and replied, "Wait, what? What does that have to do with your dream, though?"
I sighed and let my hands go limp. Which, made his hands fall to his sides." Because, Kazuo..." He's gonna think I'm insane! "I think you're obbessed with me."
His eyes widened. I couldn't tell if it was from shock, suprise or embarressment. Probably all three. "I like you a lot, yes. But I'm no stalker!" He crossed his arms over his chest, making a barrier between us. His expression was blank, but inside I'm sure his was seething.
I stepped closer to him and he took a step backward. I sighed. "Look, Kazuo, I'm sorry I just sprang this on you. Plus, I'm sorry for thinking you were... kinda pyscho..." My cheekbones flushed dark red and I kicked the grassy ground.
I felt a sweaty hand be placed on my shoulder. "It's ok, Emiko. I forgive you. You were just be cautious about you're boyfriend, but next time tell me when you're dating someone before I kiss you." He smiled at that.
I tucked a loose strand hair of brown hair behind my ear. "Yea, I'll be sure to tell you next time." But, I wasn't sure there would be a next time.
Kazuo started walking towards the cave, he waved back; telling me to come.
"Wait!" I shouted, sweat to dampen my face.
Kazuo whipped around and jogged back. "C'mon, their'll be waiting."
I took Kazuo's hand and stroked it, gently. "I have to leave; to find my boyfriend."
Kazuo's once pleasant face turned to stone and his hand went limp in mine; it slowly slid out. "Why?"
"He wrote me a letter a while ago telling me to meet him... er, somewhere. I have to go find him." I dared to peer into his glazed over hazel eyes. They were hard, dark and intimitdating.
"Just you and Misaki, right?"
"Yes," I replied hesitantly.
Kazuo straightened. "Then, I'll go with you. You ladies need some manly protection."
I was taken back, but quickly regained my composure. "We can take care of ourselves! We've both hand elite training in firebending and hand-to-hand combat," I fumed, balling up my fists. "What've you hand? Training from an old man?!" I scoffed. Kazuo was jaw was clenched and looked like he wanted to pound me into the ground.
Oh no, you've done it again, Dimwit, I chided myself.
"For your information, Emiko, my father trained my when I was young." His glaring eyes, turned to mourning. "He died a couple years ago. When I was 15."
I put my head down and clutched my hair. "I'm so sorry for everything I said. I didn't mean to be rude!"
"It's ok." He placed a hand on my back. "Let's talk this over in the cave."
Hey Cilly thanks for posting on Long Walk Home, and I hadn't thought about shipping names yet Kerune sounds good though and Skyrah for Sky and Kerah. Anyway I can't wait until the next chapters are up even though I won't be on here long and I wanted to ask if you would be interested in a double of sorts.
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|''|Chapter XVIII: The Forest|''|
"Spill,"Misaki demanded. We were waiting outside of the cave while Kazuo was changing into fresh clothes; he wanted to take me on a picnic.
"Well, it's confusing and hard to explain. The important part is that Princess Azula and Kazuo were in it attacking me." I sighed and rubbed my temples. After that dream I had been having migraine's. And I've been careless about my doings. I even walked into a wall maneuvering out of the cave! Sad, very sad.
Misaki crossed her arms over her chest. "Why would Kazuo be in your dream? Azula, I can see why. You've always been afraid of her!" She laughed and I glared at her; which shut her up. She cleared her throat." But why Kazuo?"She repeated.
I facepalmed. "Well, let's see Misaki! He's a creepy freak-a-zood! He's, like, in love with me!" I shrieked throwing my arms up.
"Shh! Keep your voice down, big-mouth!"Misaki clamped a hand over my mouth and I licked her palm.
She jerked away. "Gross, gross, gross! Yuck!" She wiped her hand on my sleeve. "Very mature, Emi."
"Pl-ease, I'm not the one who used me as a human towel. Now am I?" I scoffed jutting my chin in the air.
"Anyway, with Kazuo-"Misaki began.
"Hey! You ladies gossiping about me?" Kazuo's head popped out of the moss curtain.
I flinched and turned around. "No." I took a deep breath. "Ready to go?"
The rest of his body moved out of the cave. "Yep!" In his hand was a basket full of food.
I forced a smiled. I probably looked constipated. "Yea!" I cheered falsely. I would have preferred a dangerous swim in that toxic river!
He slid his arm around my waist and pressed me against him. I swivled around and waved goodbye to Misaki. Also, I was mouthing Help me!
We walked along the edge of the forest talking. Shivers ran down my back. I excepted to see Kazuo and Azula burst out of the forest and rake their claws on me. I held on tight to Kazuo pretending he was the comforting, handsome, loving, not manical Zuko.
"You ok, sweety?" Kazuo's bug eyes looked down on me. Calling me sweety and that fake puppy dog face made me want to rake my claws on his pretty boy face.
I gulped down the temptation. "I-I'm fine."I eyed the forest wearily. I wondered if I'll ever be able to go back into a forest again?
"Is it that nightmare?" Kazuo stopped walking aburtedly, which made me jerk backwards. We were holding hands.
I pursed my lips, not wanting to turn around. I sighed. "Yes, it is."
He suddenly appeared infront of me. "What was it about? Me?"
I peered up at him and then, looked down to the ground.
"It's about me isn't it." Kazuo contracted and his eyes became glassy. The sentence wasn't a question.