My second Avatar story!

Summary- Prince Zuko is pushed out of his ship late one night. No one hears him scream. He is washed up on the shore of an island and found by a girl named Kaori. He can't help it. He falls in love. Kaori starts to feel the same. She though is taken prisoner on account of Zuko. She also meets Sokka and likes him to. She loves to men. Both stole her heart but which one will keep it?

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"Prince Zuko will you calm down," Uncle Iroh said taking a sip of tea.

"Calm down! You want me to calm down after he was invited to stay on my ship!" Prince Zuko exclaimed.

"By he do you mean Zhao. And yes we are giving him a ride to the capital. Nothing to worry about so sit down and have some tea,"

"I will not have tea. I am going for a walk!"

"But it's late. Must be past midnight"

"I don't care!"

"Well would you like me to save you some tea?"

"...Yes...Yes I would,"

Prince Zuko stormed out of the room leaving his uncle chuckling to himself. Zuko walked outside. He sighed. He hated Zhao with every fiber of his being. For all he cared Zhao could go jump off a building or something like that. He leaned over the railing looking at the sky. Then he felt a hand on his back and he fell. Someone snickered.

"Now that brat is out of the way," Zhao snickered to himself.

Uncle Iroh came running out.

"I thought I heard someone scream," he said.

"No no one's out here," Zhao said.

"I thought Prince Zuko came out here for a walk,"

"No he went back to bed,"

Uncle shrugged and turned to go inside. When he was gone Zhao smiled.

"With the fishes..." he added.

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The water rushed around him faster than he thought. He opened his eyes. Everything was blurry so he must be underwater. When he came up for air the ship was far. He screamed trying to at least catch a guards attention. That didn't work. He needed new guards. Slowly he became weak and his eyes closed. He lay on his back in the water. Nor did he know an island was not far off.

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Prince Zuko groaned. He stood up and put his hand on his head. Where was he? There was warm sand beneath his feet. He walked forward a little bit stepping on some shrubs.

"Hey!" he heard.

That voice... It was soft and flowing. Zuko looked around.

"Hey! Yes you will you look at me!"

Someone was walking towards him. A girl... She looked about his age. She had long black hair with beads and braids in it. Her skin was pale and she wore a long, thin, white, flowing skirt. Her shirt was a white buttoned down blouse. There was a purple headband in her hair. Her skirt and hair blew in the wind. Zuko smiled a little bit. She looked like an angel.

The girl snapped her fingers.

"Hey will you look at me!" she said.

"Wha- Whats going on?" Zuko asked.

"What the hell do you think your doing?" she asked him.

"I'm standing here..." he said.

"Well your standing on my garden!"

He looked down at the shrubs.

"This is your...garden?"

"Yes and it took me a year to make it grow!"

"A year to grow...this?"

"Lay off it!"

He paused for a moment feeling his head getting dizzy.

"Will you catch me if I faint right now?" he asked.

She turned and began to walk away. Zuko closed his eyes and fell into the sand with a loud thump. The girl turned around and gasped.

"Aye!" she shreiked. (sorry for spelling)

She ran over to him and put his arm around her. She began to carry him but winced.

"Your a heavy one aren't you?" she said unhappily.

His feet dragged in the sand.

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Zuko sat up. He was breathing hard. He was in a room. A tan and small room. He was on a bed also. It was white and very lumpy. His foot was in a bandage along with his hand. That girl... She was on the other side of the room rinsing something and humming. She turned around and smiled.

"You need to lay down," she said.

"I don't want to-"

She pushed him back down and placed a wash cloth on his forehead.

"Your stubborn," she laughed.

"And your bossy,"

"That's no way to talk to your rescuer,"

He sighed.

"Your'e right...I'm...sorry,"

"That wasen't so hard now was it?"

He groaned and put his hand on his head.

"Where am I?" he asked.

"Buitenbeentje Island," she replied.

"But that's...that's..."

"A legend? I know. But everyone knows it's real,"

"What's your name?"

She smiled. Her eyes sparkled.

"My names Kaori. How bout you?"

"My name's uh... Teken," he said.

He couldn't say he was a prince or even the prince of all firebenders and the fire nation. To many people hated the fire nation.

She smiled.

"Teken...I like that,"

She stood up and walked away. The door shut. Zuko lay there and fell asleep. He dreamed of the beautiful girl Kaori.

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Ok so that's the chappy. More fluff I promise. So I must go so Bye! By the way Teken and Buitenbeentje are Dutch words meaning Mark and misfit. Just to let you know. Any words I use are Dutch.

-Emma