AN: this is my first fanfic EVER! So critisism is appreciated!
Chapter
1
This is so peaceful I thought, just me, the cool breeze, and the water twirling around my fingers idly. I wish he was here right now, to share this moment with me, but he wouldn't enjoy this. Us just lying here and letting the sun warm us… Then I sank into unconsciousness.
Several hours later, I awoke to find some one shaking me, and also that it was night by now. I couldn't see the face of the person who woke, because there was a fire behind him. I reached up and touched his face, and then immediately found out who it was.
"Zuko? Is that you?" I waited before continuing, "Hello? Can you hear me?"
"Yes," he hissed, "I can hear you, I'm just not listening" yes, that would be the response that I would get from him.
I knew what was coming, but I couldn't make myself be afraid. I was with him after all. I wanted to see his face, to make this moment more tangible, and I tried to get up, but I was pinned to the ground, I struggled lightly, then gave up.
"Trying to escape are we?" he taunted, "I don't like escapees very much, you should know that by now."
"But I'm not even your captive…am I?" I asked.
"Yes, you are," he stated plainly. Then he put out the fire.
Crap, I thought, why does he have to make this so hard, why can't we just spent some time together, then put me back, like I got lost in the woods or something? No, It's Zuko, he has to make everything difficult.
I felt the pressure lift of my body, realizing that it had been his arm, which I grabbed hold of promptly. He resisted at first, but realizing that since I had been asleep for so long, we probably only had an hour or two left. Well at least he dropped the charade faster than I expected. But why didn't he wake me earlier? When I had fallen asleep, it was midday, and we were meeting there in the middle of the afternoon. I felt his arm go across me and then pull me closer. This was why I lived. For the moments when he showed me that he wanted me, not just that he thought that I was good enough.
I felt his breath on my neck.
I felt the heat radiating from his chest through my sleeping bag.
I heard his voice in my ear "I love you"
Then, even though i couldn't see, i knew we were looking in eachother's eyes. His burning passionatly, and mine, melting from the force of that passion.
I felt his breath on my lips getting closer, and i knew what was about to happen.
Then I was sitting up, letting my eyes adjust to the unwelcome light. There was a little puddle of partially evaporated water under my hand, and the sun was still high in the sky. Only a dream, I thought, touching my lips where his had almost rested, but it seemed far too real. Then I heard I faint rustling in the woods, then the sound of someone, or something, I corrected, jumping down from a tree.
The next and last thing I heard was the slice of a sword being unsheathed.
Definitely not an animal, of someone friendly.