Okay people…I dunno, I think is about the first ever (at least that I've seen) Zuko/Yue. Should it be Zue or Yuko?

The Moon Spirit gazed over her dominion, sitting on her opalescent and pearl inlaid, ivory throne. Beside her sat the Ocean Spirit, his form muscular with a blue, silken robe that draped over his body. His seat was made of a pale coral that curved and arched to fit his structure.

Between them both on a silver stool, a young girl sat, her flowing white hair curling in cascades that fell down her back, she was the only one in the room without a formal throne, the only one who was not one of the original nine spirits.

Eight elegant chairs circled the room, forming a semi-circle of Elemental Spirits: Earth, Air, Fire, and Water. The only one missing was the ever-elusive Comet Spirit, whose presence brought certain change in the mortal and Spirit worlds.

But today, he was not the object of the Spirits' attention, it was the young girl.

"I call to your attention, the Moon Goddess, Yue," the Moon Spirit called out to her fellows, "She saved the balance of all things by giving her mortal life for mine, for I saved hers as a babe." The Spirits nodded at her presence. "But as the mortal war grows, I fear that it may weigh heavy on the scales and throw the balance off further."

"There is nothing we can do," the Stone Spirit sighed, "As powerful as we are, the mortal world is our soul; we cannot directly alter the future without destroying the balance ourselves, and in turn, our own immortal lives."

The Wind Spirit had become very weak during the human war, and managed only a few words, "But we must try, lest we all become the victims of this atrocious war!"

The Ocean Spirit growled for silence, "The Moon Goddess Yue has agreed to lose her immortality and rejoin the human world, doing our bidding. Her reward will be the knowledge that she has learned here, that she can share it with her human companions, and lead the mortals on so they may grow stronger."

The Spirits nodded to each other, they had but a year before their fellow Spirit arrived and destroyed all of their hard work, taking complete control of the mortal and Spirit worlds.

The Ocean Spirit leaned forwards and kissed Yue's forehead, "We bestow this gift to you Goddess of the Moon. The water is your will, your force to control, and we Spirits will give you the ability to bend it." A strange energy seized the girl's veins, but it was cooling and she didn't move, instead staying in her trance-like state.

The Sun Spirit lifted up his scepter, golden and inlaid with rubies, it sparkled in the light beaming from his amber eyes. "Live long and prosper Yue, Goddess who has given up her throne."

Yue groaned, picking herself off of the cold ground to stagger to a nearby tree as a resting place; her head hurt, like someone had thrown an ice-ball at her. She remembered a bright flash of light, the kind face of the Ocean Spirit, and then…the cold. She shivered and noticed a path, well trodden and worn; for one moment, she turned her face to the glowing moon in the sky, and then started on the path to her new life.

The night was bitter, but to the past princess of the Northern Water tribe, it was just a normal, cool day. She pulled her heavy cloak about her shoulders, a gift from the Ocean Spirit, it was dark blue with a warm fur inner lining, but still it was not overly elegant.

Not a half-mile from where the Spirits had placed her down, the path came to a shallow stream without a bridge, so Yue lifted her skirts and crossed the stream, ignoring the icy chill on her ankles and pale feet. A rock slipped from underneath her feet and she fell with a splash into the water. It soaked into her clothes and she sighed; then she began to remove the outer layers to dry.

Her boots, which she had been carrying during the time of her fall, had escaped being soaked, so once the heavy overcoat was off, there was nothing else wet enough to remove. She reached up and slung the cloak over the bare branch of a birch.

The night air rustled through the trees and leaves that were beginning to pile up at the trunk bases; it rippled along Yue's cloak and the water slowly began to dissipate, leaving the silken cloth behind. The girl laid back in her less formal dress and stared up at the sky, the moon in particular. She had given up her position as the Moon Goddess, the human figurine for the Moon Spirit, but then again, it had never been something she particularly wanted, like her royal blood. But she no longer had to live that life of formalities and static political engagements, it was as if the world had been flipped upside down, and she had come out on top.

The light of the moon reminded her of another one of her traits: the silver, curling hair that grew from her scalp. If she cut it all off, the new strands would still grow back as pale and as white as the moon. Yue racked her brain trying to remember the formulas that her servants had told her when she had lived in the Northern Water Tribe palace: the soft powder that went above her eyes, the creamy balms for her lips, and the dark kohl that her friends used to put around their eyes.

Then again, some of the noble women would sometimes find strong pigments that were traded from the Earth Kingdom, grind them up, and make pastes that would change the colors of their hair. Yue couldn't help but remember when she had been tricked into using a bottle of dye for robes as her shampoo; the result had been three months of deep blue hair.

No, her hair would have to be dyed and cut, and that would have to be done as soon as possible. Yue's eyelids were heavy, and the gurgle of water was reminding her of home; slowly, she dropped into a world of sleep.

The sun rose, bright pink and orange, throwing light and color into the enormous sky, and below it, Yue sat up for her first sunrise in over three months. She had missed the gentle breezes that began at this time of day. Her cloak was dry; it was time to move on.

It only took her five minutes to pull on her boots and coat, then Yue lifted her feet and began to walk along the river, headed downstream. She had to figure out where she was, and then, put a stop to this war.

"I can't believe you're human," one of the fishermen remarked, "Blessed by the Spirits this one is!"

Yue smiled shyly and thanked the man, one of the small crowd that had gathered around her since her arrival in the small fishing village. "Where I come from, many have this silver hair."

"Are ye Water Nation?"

"Yes."

"You can stay with us for the night!" A young woman shouted, eager to house a spirit-blessed one in case she brought good luck. "We'll give you a free meal, and can help you find your way home!"

Yue's bright blue eyes lit up at the prospect, "Really? I feel like I haven't eaten in a month…are you sure I wouldn't be a hassle?"

"Not at all!" The woman came forwards and took Yue's bare hand, "Just come with me; my sisters and I will take good care of you." She led the silver-haired girl away and to a small hut and led her inside. A large stew-pot was sitting on the stone hearth, delicious smells and smoke bubbled out.

"I'm not sure what you Water tribes eat, but I can guarantee nothing fills a person up quite like Earth Stew; there's a different recipe for every family." The woman opened the lid and stirred the concoction with a large wooden ladle. "I'm Arelle by the way, and I never got your name…?"

"I'm…" Yue searched for a name, "Tsuki."

"My sisters are Fara and Shan, they're twins so don't even try to tell them apart." Arelle laughed, "But come on! I'll give you something to eat; you couldn't have had much in the past few days." She served Yue a large bowl of the stew, "Eat as much as you want."

"Thank you!" With each bite, Yue's diminished strength returned to her body, being a princess meant she had never gone an hour, much less a day, without food. The warm stew filled her stomach, and she sighed with contentment when the bowl was gone.

"Your hair…" Arelle gazed at it longingly, "You could get a prince with such beautiful locks!"

"Actually," Yue smiled, "I need to get rid of it. I have some business to attend to, and I can't get it done with all this blasted hair. Would you mind cutting it off for me?"

Arelle sat up in shock, "What? But…" her expression hardened at the look in Yue's eyes, "We have some shears somewhere…I'll go get them."

The girl disappeared outside the hut, leaving Yue to herself. She sighed and let a smile creep over her face, but that vanished as soon as it had appeared. How could she fulfill her promise to the Spirits? Stop the war? That was a large task, certainly one that neared impossibility. But there was the Avatar, he was the one who was supposed to keep the balance. If she could protect him-

"I found the shears!" Arelle's perky voice interrupted Yue's thoughts, "I just can't believe that you want it all chopped off! Oh Tsuki, can I keep the clippings!"

"Of course."

The other girl squeaked in excitement, "Really! Well, you probably want to take your cloak off while I do this, it wouldn't feel good having lots of itchy hair stuck in the sleeves."

Five minutes later, after much sawing and snipping with the shears, Yue's head lifted up, finally free from the hair that she had had since a child, hair that hadn't been cut since the tender age of five.

"My head feels so light!" A modest smile on her face grew until it became a laugh, "I could get used to short hair!"

Arelle held the bundle of hair in her hands, "Spirits above! This weighs about ten pounds! I can't imagine how heavy it must have been when it was wet! My goodness, how did you ever do anything with this attached to your head?"

"I…managed," Yue silently thanked her speech instructors for the long hours of diplomacy and etiquette lessons. Her attention was drawn from her thoughts by the cloth door sweeping away, revealing two identical girls with bright eyes and brown hair.

"Oh Arelle! Who is this?" One came forwards and reached out to touch Yue's hair, "She's got such lovely hair!"

"She has such lovely hair," Arelle corrected, "Fara, I told you to start thinking about your grammar!"

"There's nothin' wrong with my form of speech," Fara growled, "And who is she?"

"I'm Tsuki, from the Water Nation. Your kind sister allowed me to stay the night." Yue bowed in respect, as she would bow to an ambassador. "I hope that I won't be a bother."

"Not in the least!" the second twin stepped up and took the fine threads of Yue's cloak between her fingers, "It's so soft…incredible! I'm Shan, you can tell us apart because I'm the one who's better at grammar!"

"HEY!" Fara already had the stew pot open and was serving herself, "That's not true! I just don't want to stand out like that idiot teacher that you two worship!"

"We don't worship him!" Arelle and Shan shouted at the same time, and then began to blush.

"Oh come on," Fara growled, spooning herself a bite, "You just think he's cute!"

Yue laughed as the offended two turned red in embarrassment, "Oh come now! Eat, I want to get to know you three better!"

The four girls sat around, eating and chatting about the War and telling Firebender jokes, but eventually the stew filled up their bellies and they fell into a lethargic state, dropping off into heaps of snoozing bundles, Yue among them.

Outside, the moon rose. It was a magnificent orb of light, peeping in through the tiny cracks in the wall. In her dreams, Yue saw the Moon Spirit, heard the instructions again, and dreamed of the end of the war.

Okay okay…I'm just trying this out because I was like: 'Hey, mebeh this would be a good idea for a story?' Actually, I was listening to my ipod on a long trip when this idea came up, so I had to figure out a way to bring Yue back to life and well…sorry for being random! It's just who I am… But, just FYI, Fara is pronounced "Far-uh" and Shan is "Shhahn" long "A" ppl, like the French or Japanese alphabet's 'A'. Also "Tsuki" is Japanese for "moon". I got that from Hana-Kimi. Please review people!