"Arghhh"

"Zuko, What wrong!?" Mai ran into near her lover and kneel before him.

"Mai, I can't believe... I was that foolish..." Zuko said in a voice choked with emotion.

"You did bad thing to your uncle again? Phew, you really made me worried." Mai sighed and then she hugged Zuko. "Don't worry, everything will return to normal soon."

"No... I don't think everything can ever return to normal again... Uncle... No, he is..." Zuko stopped talking right before saying the key word.

"What's wrong?"

"He is... my... father." Zuko said slowly.

"What are you blabbing about? Of course, he is a real father to you." Mai smiled.

"No, when I meant father, I meant my real father..."

"What?" Mai released Zuko and she was struck dumb.

"It was so obvious.... He was right, I am the one who never think anything through. In my life, even when I tried my best to please Ozai, I still received nothing but pain and scar. And all father's love which I got was from no one but my uncle..."

"Slow down, Zuko. I don't think I follow you." Mai snapped out of it and asked worriedly.

"In the offical history, it only wrote that my mother got married with Ozai and nothing more. But it was an amazing lie. The scroll which wrote the very truth was replaced by the fake one a long time ago. And somehow, all of the records of that year were changed to fit the fake and no one talked about that ever again."

"The scroll which wrote the very truth?" Mai blinked.

"Yeah, and that is the one." Zuko pointed at said scroll on the floor.

He looked at Mai's surprising face when she read it and then, he stood up and ran to the door.

"Zuko! Where are you going?" Mai said worriedly.

Zuko stopped and then he turned back with a happy smile on his face. "Can't you tell? I am going to get a reunion with my father after all these years."

"Zuko..." Mai smiled.

"Make sure you ask the servants to make a party tonight." After finishing that, Zuko went back to dashing out of the room.

Zuko ran as fast as he could with the thought that Iroh left the palace and he would have to search for his father. But unfortunately, he couldn't realize his father was still here all the time, right next to the door.

After hearing Zuko's saying, Iroh was so happy to finally get back his son, the one who always called him "Uncle". He couldn't remember when did he start to see that word was vexing. It hurted him so much when he heard that from his own son. But from now on, that word would return to Ozai as it meant to be. He would never be called like that by Zuko again.

And because of that he is happy, he returned to be a cheerful old man. He immediately thought about a plan that he would continue sitting like this and waited for his son to come out and call him father instead of running to his son first.

Hearing the sound of dashing was closer, Iroh smirked and mumbled joyfully. "Here it comes."

But the dashing sound became smaller and smaller until he couldn't hear anything. Iroh looked up and there was no one here. Zuko ran so fast to see that his father was sitting right next to the door. Iroh pouted his lips and crossed his arm.

"Tch... Stupid son..."