Prologue
~Jetko~
Finally school's out and it's summer vacation. That means no more annoying classmates ie. Aang, Katara, Sokka, not to mention that Azula is visiting Mom in Paris, Dad is off taking over a foreign company, Uncle is completing his dream of owning a tea shop, and Ty Lee and Mai will be traveling with the circus. I'll finally be left alone for the summer!
"Zuko get down here." Even though it's the first day of summer vacation and I'm supposed to be alone Azula's still here and annoying me. I huff and turn over, ignoring her "highness".
"Zuko." Oh sh** it's Father. I shoot of bed putting the first thing I grab on and run downstairs stopping at the last step to compose myself.
"Yes Father." I replied respectfully.
"Though no one's going to be here over the summer break your mother and I decided that you can't be left alone." Father looks straight through me. Sh** he found out!
"Why?" I asked simply trying hard not to scowl and shoot Azula a glare. Azula knew I wanted to beat that stupid smirk off her face so she smirked smugly in return.
"You know why and though you are a responsible young man you will have someone here at all times to make sure you DO NOT burn down the house like last time." Father stared straight at me daring me to argue. I look down and remember how I got the scar over my left eye.
"Yes father. But-" I don't get to finish because Father stands up and walks out with Azula following but before she left she turned and made a face at me. I hate her. Though at least I'm alone…."Hey." A low, mature, husky familiar voice whispers from the shadows….Or not. I spin around locating the voice.
"What are you doing here?" I growl at the voice.
"Well I see your manners haven't improved these last three years." The voice laughed. "I'm here to *babysit* you till your family's back." He mocked me. I clench my hands into fists ready to take him down
"You must be kidding me." I analyzed him to see if I could tell if he was lying. No, he was telling the truth but I couldn't forget the last thing he did to me three years ago. He kissed me and walked away, out of my life, and never to be heard from again. He thinks he can walk right back into my life just like that but he's wrong! I throw a couple punches and kicks but he dodges everything like it was the easiest thing in the world to do though I must admit he has always been the better fighter but I'll never tell him that.
"JET!" I roared with all my might.
"I've missed you too." Jet leans in and kisses me for a SECOND time. The blood rushes to my face and I know this it's going to be a very, very long summer.
So two weeks have passed since Jet arrived to be Zuko's "babysitter" and he won't stop pestering him. No matter what Zuko does or says to Jet, Jet won't leave his side. It doesn't help that Jet keeps making moves on him.
"JET!" Zuko grinds his teeth together.
"What?" Jet looks at Zuko innocently. Faker.
"Remove your hand from my butt this instant!" If only Zuko could burn Jets' hand then he wouldn't ever touch him again. Do you really want that? A voice asks. Zuko feels a pang in his heart at the thought but shakes it off. Shut up! Jet just stared at Zuko with his world famous smirk knowing exactly what was going through Zuko's mind.
"What are you going to do about it?" His voice teases Zuko. That's it I'm gonna kill you! Zuko twists around bringing his first up to meet Jet's face but of course Jet moves just out of the way. He grabs Zuko's hand and moves his other hand to grab Zuko's other wrist. Though that just fuels Zuko's rage making his movements forceful but they are still useless against Jet. Jet pushes Zuko down on the red velvet carpet and sits on top of him.
"Boy, does this bring back memories." Jet smiled down at Zuko. It did but Zuko would rather not remember because that drained the rage out of him. Zuko and Jet used to wrestle a lot and Zuko only won if Jet let him. It always ended the same; Jet would push him down and sit on him and tease him endlessly about his loss. Even so Zuko loved those times with Jet. Though remembering this caused the fight to leave him and suddenly all Zuko wanted was to be like old times again. Zuko opened his mouth to say something, anything to make everything alright between them but the phone rang and Zuko lost his voice. Jet sighed and got up to answer the phone while Zuko slowly got up. Why? Why am I the only one who cares about the last three years? Did it bother you the way it bothered me? I lost my best friend for three years and you seem like it was only yesterday we saw each other, did I mean so little too you? Zuko's mind rambled.
Even though it seems like the last three years haven't meant anything to Jet, Zuko could just be happy to have Jet back but he's too stubborn to do that. Besides after that kiss Zuko was confused. He loved the way Jet's lips felt on his and how it shot electricity though his body straight to his crotch but the kiss ended too soon and Jet just walked away while Zuko just stood there in shock.
Afterwards Zuko tried to contact Jet with any means possible when he finally found out that Jet had moved overseas without telling him anything. Zuko felt so alone he locked himself inside his room for days till Azula burst down the door and dragged him out to play forcing him to get over Jet. "Be a man and grow up! So what if he kissed you? It doesn't mean a thing." She had told him and it was just easier to believe her then to argue with her. Now three years later he was back and there was no one to tell him to get over it.
"Pack your bags we're going to your Uncle's." Jet's voice shot into Zuko's mind dispelling his thoughts. Zuko just stared at him then it sunk in. Though Iroh was more of a father to him then his own father Zuko didn't feel like going anywhere this summer especially not the city.
"I don't wa-" Zuko started to protest but Jet gave him that look like his father that I-dare-you-to-disobey-me look that took all the fight out of Zuko. Zuko sighs, nods, and heads to his room to pack.
"Yeah we'll be there." Jet talks into the receiver. "Don't worry I'll protect him."
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