Title: The Prince and The Legend

Rating: This is rated Mature . ZukoxAang Yaoi

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters. I wish that I did, but alas, I do not. Please don't sue?

Warnings: Do not read if you don't like man-on-man action. This is my first stab at fanfiction of any sort. No flames please? Thank you! Enjoy!

Okay, so I'm trying pretty hard to create a story around the episodes of "Avatar, The Last Airbender." I might have a later chapter be a prologue into this one, but I don't think that I will need one. Any comments, messages or any feedback is greatly appreciated. As I mentioned before, this is my first time writing a fanfiction, and I found it pretty fun.

Oh, also, the Blue Spirit Zuko, if you didn't know already. :)

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The Fire Prince had no idea what to think about when he heard that Zhao was looking for the Avatar except that he had to capture him first. The Avatar is now a part of his life, and the way Zuko saw things, the only part that mattered in his destiny. He needs that one boy to restore his honor, his pride, his life. Until then, he would live in despair, in a constant wave of unfocused emotions and hormonal imbalance. He knew that there were things that he could do to relieve his pain, but he had a one track mind. The Avatar was his goal.

He accepted the fact that Zhao would be able to find and capture the Avatar before he could because of all of the resources the newly promoted Admiral had. Zuko then came up with a plan to capture the Avatar from the Fire Nation. He found his Blue Spirit wardrobe, set off his ship onto a smaller one and headed for the Fire Nation Base.

It was nightfall by the time he arrived. He waited in silence in the forest in front of the base. He saw a cart with nothing underneath it heading on base. He saw an opening, took the first chance he could and set off. The next 10 minutes were a blur. When Zuko could think, he had Aang in between his arms with his two swords touching Aang's neck.

"Open the gate..." Zhao said angerly. Zuko began to walk backwards slowly with the Avatar still between his blades. As they kept moving backwards, Zuko began to notice how grown up the boy had seemed since the first time they met. He had broader shoulders and a taller body. The Blue Spirit moved him back a little further and felt something surge through his spine, and he stopped. He had Aang's round butt pushed close to him. Zuko sighed a passionate sigh, and let his guard down for just a split second.

A loud 'PING!' echoed.

The Blue Spirit, knocked out because of an arrow straight to the face, dreamed up something he never could have imagined. He was in a room with the Avatar. He was sitting on the bed across from him, feeling at ease with everything.

"Are you alright, Zu-zu," the Avatar asked. Zuko reached up to touch his mask, only to discover that his face was exposed. The point of the Blue Spirit was his way to do what he felt like in the world. Now that he didn't have the mask, he was didn't know how to feel. He was shocked. Both that he was with the Avatar, not wanting to take him as a prisoner, and that Aang had just called him 'Zu-zu'.

"What did you say," Zuko questioned. He got up from the bed and backed into a corner.

"You don't look so well. Maybe we should cuddle." The Avatar blushed, and Zuko's jaw dropped to the floor. He didn't know what to say. He didn't know what to think. He just looked at Aang, stunned. "Come to bed, Zu-zu. I promise that I won't bite...too hard."

As Zuko began to walk towards the door, Aang jumped up and bit into Zuko's neck. It wasn't enough to put Zuko in pain, but it did stir something else inside Zuko. He felt an instant attraction to this little legend that stood, arms wrapped around his waist, teeth grinding into his neck. Shivers went down his neck, and Aang knew what was going to happen next.

"C'mon Zuko. Let's lay down."

Aang began to take off his clothes, revealing wonderful baby blue tattoos that he had been given by the Air Nomads when he was younger. Zuko felt a twinge in his pants and began to disrobe quickly. He walked towards the bed, pulling his shirt over his head. Aang's pants were the next thing to come off, only to be replaced by the blankets on the bed. Zuko got under the sheets, removed his drawers and began to touch the naked body of Aang, the last Airbender. Zuko could feel Aang's heartbeat as his warm hands stroked his pale flesh. Aang moved his face closer and closer to Zuko's and their lips locked in a powerful embrace. Saliva was shared between the two and hormones began to take full control of both boys.

Zuko shoved himself on top of the Avatar, dominating and calling all the shots. Aang laid back and let the Fire Lord's son do his thing. Zuko shuffled his hands all over Aang's body. He didn't know what had come over him. There were too many things he felt wrong with the picture, but he didn't care. He shut his eyes, and grabbed Aang where no one had bothered to touch him before. Aang panted and shook as Zuko lifted his legs and began to rub his shaft.

"This is it! Here I go," Aang said loudly. Their bodies trembled, and Zuko awoke in haze.

He saw rays of sunshine and the tops of trees all around. He turned his head slightly to the right and saw Aang.

"You know what the worst part about being born over 100 years ago is? I miss all the friends I used to hang out with. Before the war started, I used to always visit my friend Kuzon." Aang sat, contemplative. His expression then turned to a smirk. "The two of us we'd get in and out of so much trouble together. He was one of the best friends I ever had, and he was from the fire nation, just like you. If we knew each other back then, do you think we could've been friends too?"

Aang looked to Zuko with a true sincerity. Zuko remembered what had just happened in his dream, but he also remembered his drive to catch the Avatar. Zuko jumped up and shot out a fist full of fire in Aang's direction. The Avatar evaded his flame, jumped to the sky and took to the tree branches, going from one to another until he was out of Zuko's sight. Zuko stood, stunned just as he was in his dream. He closed his eyes, and remembered the twinge he felt when Aang bit him.

'What is going on with me?' Zuko kept asking himself as he picked up his mask, changed back to his fire nation robes and began to walk back to his ship.

'Do I like the Avatar? Why would I dream something like that unless I did?'

Zuko returned to his ship where he was greeted by his uncle, playing his musical instrument.

"Where have you been, Prince Zuko," Iroh asked, "You missed music night. Lieutenant Ji sang a stirring love song."

"I'm going to bed," Zuko said sternly, "No disturbances."

Zuko reached up and grabbed his head in hopes that his dream would leave his mind. The battle within himself only began to worsen as thoughts of his dream began to shake his spine. Shivers went down to his manhood and shocked it to life.

As he made it to his room, minutes after he boarded the ship, he took off all of his clothes and jumped into bed. He closed his eyes, thinking about the Avatar's facial expression as he kissed the young airbender. He looked to his right, saw the fire nation emblem and turned completely to his left.

'Could I really be friends with the Avatar? What is this feeling that I have for him...? Am...am I...am I in love with him?' Zuko shut his eyes, hoping that if he was to dream right then, he would want it to be a continuance of his previous dream.

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I hope that everyone enjoyed it! Thank you for reading!