Hey, guys, I decided to do a maiko piece! I'm writing from my phone, so please pardon my spelling errors. Anyways, here:

...Mai...
She felt something warm and sticky run down her leg. No. No. Noooooo! That wasn't possible it was 7and a Half months early! She quickly snapped out if her thoughts and turned her attention back to the sticky mess at hand. She slapped Zuko's arm and he jolted out of sleep
"Zuko! Something's wrong!" She added a lot emotion and panic into her words -something unusual for her.
"What is it?" He asked her.
" I don't know, if I did why would I be panicking?" She replied back with her usual sarcastic dullness. She pulled down the silky crimson sheets they used in the summer. A pool of blood was in between Mai's legs. They both looked at each other in confusion, and shock. Zuko stood up and pulled on a robe (as he was only in his thin night clothes, and it wouldn't be appropriate to be running around the palace in.)
"Mai, I'm going to go get the physician, I'll be right back!"
A wave of pain flushed her abdomen. Her eyes started to water at the sudden jab in her lower stomach.
"No, Zuko, don't leave me!" She poured as much pleading as she could muster into those five words. He looked at her sadly.
" I'll only be a minute, I promise" he swiftly left the room. Mai, alone in the dark, started to silently cry. All pain subsided and things returned back to normal. She fell back onto the pillow, disregarding the bloody sheets. She drew in a jagged breath and relaxed her muscles. About two minutes later, Zuko, and Li Han(the physician) came into the bedroom. Zuko sat beside her and pulled her into his arms. Just having him hold her felt so nice- even though she would never admit that to him, or anyone for that matter. Mai explained to Li Han what had happened with a few interjections from Zuko. Li Han just shook his head.
"Firelord Zuko, and Firelady Mai, I am so sorry to have to tell you this, but what you had was a miscarriage. Your child is dead." Everything was dead silent for several moments. Li Han spoke again.
"Right now, just have everything cleaned up, and you can try again in a few months...I am dreadfully sorry." Li Han left Zuko and Mai alone.
They both just stayed in their positions for about 20 minutes after he left. Mai broke the silence.
"I'm going to go take a bath"
...

When Mai came out she noticed Zuko was sitting in a chair in the corner of the room, and he had apparently had the maids change the sheets. They both crawled into bed again without saying a word, and layed on our respective sides of the bed, turned away from each other. Right before she fell asleep, she let out a quiet, breathy
"I'm sorry"
...

They ate in silence, and avoided each other all day. Come evening, Mai went out to the small pavilion out in the garden. It was rainy and foggy. The rain was rhythmic and lulling. It was as relaxing as a cup of uncle's jasmine tea. The only difference between the tea and the mood of the evening was that the tea was warm, and helped her relax peacefully. The evening was chilly, and seemed to make her want to jump off a mountain. Surrounding the secluded pavilion, where several medium height fire lily bushes. Mai plucked a lily of the nearest bush. She sat down on the bench. The lily was beautiful in a sad sort of way. The colours were pretty, the orange, pink and red mixing in perfect harmony and balance, but the fire lily was already starting to wilt, as it had been pulled from its life line. It reminded her of what her mind was ultimately trying to avoid thinking about all day. The baby. Her baby. Zuko's baby. She had killed it, just as she killed the fire lily. She had took away it's lifeline, and she didn't actually realize what had happened until it was done.
"I'm sorry!" She said out loud, as if someone was listening.
" I didn't want this, I wanted a baby, to love, to teach!" She continued her vent.
"I never meant for this to happen! I wanted a perfect family, a home filled with love, and expression. I would have never told my child to sit still, eat gracefully, and only spoke when spoken to! I wanted life, I wanted a family! A family that was all mine!"
By the end, she was practically shouting. From behind her, a quiet voice said
"Me too" Mai was surprised to see Zuko.
" How long have you been here?" She asked silently, cautious to make her voice normal, and wipe any stray tears that may have fallen.
"I followed you here, so, all the time"
He sat down beside her.
"I wanted us to have a family too. Something that was both of us. Like, common ground- a variant neutral jing... But... It wasn't meant to be if it didn't happen. Uncle once told me 'destiny is a funny thing' and now... I see he was right. It's surprising." He put his arms around her and raised his body heat to warm her up. He felt something wet fall on his arm. The dam had burst. He pulled his wife into his lap and held her as his mother did him when he was young and had awoken from a nightmare.
"But, I lost your baby, it's all my fault he or she isn't still here!" She sobbed and looked down at the fire lily she had in her hands.
" It wasn't your fault! Don't ever say that! The spirits made it clear it wasn't meant to be..." He had to stop to lower his voice.
"I love you. The end. Baby or not. And, like Li Han said, we can try again in a few months. " He rubbed his thumbs over both her cheeks to dry her tears, and kissed her nose.
"Zuko, I love you too"

Mai and Zuko walked in their garden, with four year old Honora. They stopped at a willow tree and Zuko pulled aside the branches and leaves for his wife and daughter to go under. Under the tree was a single fire lily bush. It was the family's favourite place because nobody would suspect the royal family were under a mature willow tree.
"Mom, dad? Why is this bush here?"
Zuko sat his daughter in his lap, wrapped his left arm around her tiny waist, and leaning back on the other.
"Well, it's a personal memorial to another member of our family"
"Who!?" Honora asked in wide eyes and excitement.
"Will I get to meet them?"
" One day, maybe" Honora's face dropped.
"Oh. Okay." She
Turned back to her mother who took her with willing arms.
"Mama, the lilies are very pretty..."
...

Well, that turned out pretty good I think! So, I was thinking about doing another story about how each
Family member comes to the bush at different points in their lives, tell me if you want that! (I might do it anyways if I fell up to it) Anyways, please review or follow, or PM or something! Thanks!
~Veronique