Category: Avatar: The last airbender and The Legend of Korra

Authors: xjustmexx and Genora Loe

Pairing(s): zutara and irosami

Disclaimer: The Avatar world and characters belong to Mike Dante DiMartino and Bryan Konietzko.

AN: I just want to highlight that all of this story is written in cooperation with Genora Loe. We worked the idea and story out together and will also continue writing together. So... here it is! Our first fanfic. We would really appreciate it if you guys left a review with your comments. Also keep in mind that we are both not native English speakers, so if we make any hughe grammar or spelling mistakes, please forgive us for it and point it out in a review. Thanks for reading. :D

Chapter 1: 'Oh, Spirits!'

'Come on Iroh! Make an end to my suffering!' I begged with a sad face.
Iroh rolled his eyes. 'Oke then, I'll do it for you'
Giggling I watched Iroh standing up as he walked towards Mako, Bolin and Korra.
He yawned excessively and told them it had been a long day and we were about to take a rest now.

I didn't miss Korra's smirk. While passing by she said a loud 'Oeoeoeh', so I poked her and whispered: 'Jealous?'

Korra narrowed her eyes. 'Of course not. Your little Iroh can't make up to my Mako.'

From the moment Iroh and I were out of the sight of the guards, we ran giggling through the palace. We walked through a few corridors, untill Iroh pulled me in the smallest room I had ever seen. We barely fitted in it together, but it was way more exciting than it had been before.

'I can't see a thing', I laughed.

'That's the whole idea.' In no time Iroh's mouth was everywhere. I felt his cold hands under my shirt.

'Wait.' I commanded wheezy.

'What is it?' asked Iroh between 2 kisses without even looking at me.

'Do you really, really want this? I mean, I thought you didn't want to make love untill we were engaged.'

Iroh laid his head against mine and kissed me. I felt his hands on my buttocks, moving down. A little shiver went down my spine, making me lose myself.

'Oh, Spirits, I have waited for this such a long time. I have always wanted you.'

Suddenly, the ground under our feet began moving, untill it disappeared and we were falling for minutes. 'Let them go.' I heard a deep voice saying.

Next to me, Iroh gasped. ' Grandfather?'

Then the blackness around us went white, till I hit something what had to be the ground and I lost consciousness.

I woke up next to Iroh, who didn't regained his consciousness yet. I looked around me and noticed we were suddenly in some kind of forest. While I tried to remember how the hell I got here, Iroh gave a first sign of life and got up slowly. I was still lying on the ground and followed his example. He first asked a thousand times if I was okay and then apologized another ten times before he noticed that we weren't in the palace anymore.

"Where are we? This isn't the palace anymore," he said.

" Thanks for that clever remark," I said a little annoyed . He ignored me and took a good look around, while he admired the beauty of the forest and tried to guess where we were. After a few minutes of naming all the forests he knew in the fire nation he finally gave up so I could think clearly. Iroh stood still and was clearly also lost in his thoughts. After a few minutes of desperately going through my memory and going over all the possibility's I finally gave up and sank to the ground with a deep sight.

Iroh looked a little troubled at me and seated himself next to me. He looked at me briefly and put his arm around me while he hugged me tightly.

'It's all going to be alright', he whispered comforting in my ear. This, however, didn't send me to ease and I freed myself from his grasp.

'I don't need you to say things which you don't know. I can take care of myself. I thought I made that clear before', I said a little angry. He grinned slightly and said:

'Of course I know that, so what are we going to do, strong, independent women?'

I smiled over his sarcasm, but the smile faded away as quickly as it came because I had absolutely no idea how to answer his question. His expression also went gloomy and he let out a deep sight.

'I suggest we walk around a bit, it can't hurt and this forest has to end somewhere', Iroh suggested. I nodded in response and he helped me up.

We walked a little while in silence, each of us had his own thoughts to keep themselves busy. I tripped a few times over a few tree roots, but most of the time I could regain my balance before smashing into the ground. Every time Iroh made sure, with excessive concern, that I was alright before he would walk any further. We kept walking for hours and had still seen no sign of any house or person, although for a moment I really thought I saw someone, which somehow looked familiar.

'Let's stop, this obviously has no use at all. There is no end to this forest!' I said frustrated.

Iroh stopped and turned to me. 'Everything has an end you know, nothing lasts forever.' After that he walked towards me and seated himself against a tree. I sat next to him. ' Let's give it a break for today and enjoy the beauty and silence of the forest', Iroh said.

I nodded in response and went a little closer to him. This comforting silence however didn't took long, cause after a few minutes we heard something coming toward us. Iroh immediately jumped up and went in fighting stand, ready to attack if necessary. He tried to shove me behind him, but I refused to be a spectator. I could see slices of red between the green leafs of the plants, and soon after that a whole dragon appeared. He didn't looked angry or dangerous, mostly because of his magnificent beauty. Immediately when he saw the dragon, Iroh dropped down to his knees and bowed his head.

'Fang,' he whispered.

Confused, I looked at the enormous creäture right in front of me, and then back at Iroh, who still sat respectful in the mud. Fang turned his head extremely slow at me, a flurry of recognition going threw his eyes. he stepped closer to me and pushed his nose gently against my knees. I could feel its warm breath against my bare skin and felt my heart beating very fast. 'Iroh,' I whispered threw my teeth. 'what does it want me to do?'

Iroh glanced at me from his corners of his eyes. 'Sit down', he said.

The moment my knees hit the dirty ground, Fang stepped back and let his whiskers touch my forehead. A weird feeling I couldn't describe settled in me, making me feel a bit dizzy and light-headed. Then everything went dark, till I saw 2 people run in a small corridor. They were giggling and went into a sort of a closet. They began kissing each other on every spot they could reach, till the girl interrupted her lover and asked this was really what he wanted. The boy didn't answer, but reached for her buttocks. Then a loud scream echoed in my head. 'Oh, Spirits...'

Subsequently I saw a girl with pinned black hair and an angry face running trough a giant red room. The room was filled with fire. 'Dad,' she screamed. 'Zuko's grandson is playing around in MY room!'

Right when the tall man wanted to answer, the image blurred again and now we saw two people fighting, under which the angry girl. A girl with deep blue eyes and white hair was sitting next to them, obviously crying. Then an old women with grey hair and a wrinkled face walked slowly towards them and raised her hands. The fighting girl fell headlong and didn't move anymore.

The boy who the girl was fighting, ran away, straightly towards a bald guy with a lot of orange cloths, he was reading a stack of papers. The boy sat next to him, his jaw working. 'You have to do me a favor,' he said. 'Azula has convinced my father to punish my grandson and his girlfriend because they were kind of playing in my sisters closet.'

Then we saw the boy and the girl of the closet again, falling this time. When they woke, they were sitting in a sort of giant, moist forest. They decided exploring it and ran away, just before four people stepped out of the shadows of the big trees. When they notice the boy and the girl were gone, they send a giant red dragon to search them.

The next moment everything went dark again. When my vision returned, Iroh stood up and climbed the back of the dragon, looking a bit ashamed, but determined. His gaze crossed mine, and now I also recognized a bit of fear, which was completely new for me, I had never seen Iroh afraid of something before.

I decided to follow Iroh's example climbing Fangs back and soon we were flying high above the trees. 'I had to recognize it from the moment I saw it. We are in the Foggy Swamp. My grandfather used to talk about it when I was a kid and I couldn't get asleep. He hasn't been here himself, but his friends did.'

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