I actually really hate this song but that is what I was feeling for this chapter. meh

And all day and all night and everything he sees

Is just blue like him inside and outside

--Blue (Da Ba Dee), Eiffel 65

Even though Kempa hadn't rested enough, Siam encouraged him to continue fleeing their pursuers. It had gotten cold that evening and even though the weather had gotten a little chillier in the evenings the wind had changed in their favor making the trip easier.

But even with the smooth sailing things were terrible. Mizuhiro finally had awoken from his long period of unconsciousness only to become sick with fever. During the long nights they took off his clothes so the wind could cool him off but Mizuhiro's fever persisted. Even in his sleep Mizuhiro seemed to be in pain.

He would whisper, "Don't kill her. I, I love...," and, "Father we must escape."

Siam didn't know what to do. When Siam got sick she would rely on her parents to comfort her but they weren't… here. Siam started to shake but calmed herself and focused. With the fire-nation closing in on them she could lose herself, not now.

As Siam brooded someone tapped on her shoulder causing her to jump. She turned around to see Master Ikasoruk squatting behind her. He motioned for her to come to the front of Kempa's saddle where they could talk.

"He won't live much longer in this condition," said Master Ikasoruk, "we need to land somewhere next to a body of water so we can submerse him so his temperature will go down".

Siam only nodded to this then turned and leapt onto Kempa's neck, "Okay buddy, we need to find some water and land next to it."

Kempa flew low over the trees as they looked for some water. A moment later Siam found it. It was a shallow water fall next to a grassy bank. Pointing Kempa in the right direction she yelled, "Yip, yip!"

Kempa spiraled down at an alarming rate only to pull up a minute later as he touched the ground. Siam immediately jumped down and helped carry Mizuhiro but the moment she touched him she recoiled from the heat. Master Ikasoruk counterbalanced the boy's weight and carried him over to the pool submersing Mizuhiro's entire body except for his head. As Mizuhiro's temperature went down they pulled him out of the water and let him sleep on Kempa while they set up camp.

After camp was set up and they had a fire going Siam made a small meal out of their provisions. They then went and woke up Mizuhiro long enough to feed him a little soup. He went to sleep soundly a few minutes later as they ate their meal in quiet. But as Siam ate, something bothered her. For his temperature to be that high he would have been dead hours ago. Master Ikasoruk immediately noticed her concern and spoke.

"What Lord Mizuhiro has is different from normal sickness. What you see happening to him is the result of when a fire-bender loses control of his emotions."

Siam replied, "His emotions?"

"Precisely, his emotions. You see emotions can affect us more than we realize. Emotions can affect our health and self control and to this extent our actions. When you are angry do you burn up or feel hot headed? For fire-benders who haven't matured at controlling their fire-bending or their feelings the two become the same thing."

Siam thought the whole philosophical discussion was a little bit weird but Master Ikasoruk continued.

"For some people emotions like anger can improve the strength of their bending ability. But when left unchecked and misused anger can destroy a person. This is what you see happening with Lord Mizuhiro."

Siam had been holding on to her questions but now only one came to mind." What must we do to help him?"

Master Ikasoruk chuckled to himself, "We? We can do nothing. It is all up to him whether or not he will let his anger destroy him or not. If anything we can encourage his decision and nothing else."

And with that he fell asleep leaving Siam to ponder as she stared at the dying embers turning to soot.

Siam woke up the next morning and started to cook breakfast. She called to the others but couldn't find anybody.

(Splash)

Immediately turned toward the little waterfall, she looked for the cause of the noise. When she saw nothing but a ripple she got up and walked to the water's edge. She looked into the crystal water but saw only her reflection. She looked up to see if the others had returned then heard a scream coming from below her. She quickly lowered her head and looked again into the muddy water. Coming from the liquid substance were horrible noises. Siam heard people screaming and watched through the water as they were being torn apart.

In the center of the vision was a girl with her back facing Siam. The girl suddenly turned toward Siam and pointed a finger at her. The finger began to change into a thousand screaming faces and charged at Siam threatening to engulf her. She didn't know what to do. But before they touched her she felt herself falling. Not falling down but falling up. Her body was being pulled into the sky and away from the water's edge. Siam then did the only thing she could: scream.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…"

She kept screaming and falling. It was then she noticed something. The pitch of her scream was changing. It dropped a little and sounded boyish… she woke up.

"…aaaaaaaaggggggghh!"

Siam leapt out of her bed and almost out of her clothes. It was then that she found that the screaming wasn't hers but Mizuhiro's. It was late morning by then and Master Ikasoruk was meditating by water's edge. And in the middle of the pool squatting of some rocks placed there was Mizuhiro standing there in his steaming wet clothes. He was looking a lot better but was still struggling. Siam was about to say something but Mizuhiro started before her.

"Master I- I still don't understand the importance of this futile exercise."

Master Ikasoruk lazily opened one eye and stared at him then closed it. At seeing his masters indifference Mizuhiro went crazy and through a temper tantrum. His whole body looked as if it were afire as he started throwing flames in every direction.

(Tep, tep, tep, tep… Thwok)

Mizuhiro was sent flying through the air and slide to a stop in the shallow end of the water. He turned his bruised face to see Siam retracted her fist.

"What did you do that for you…," said Mizuhiro. He would have continued if he hadn't received an air-fist to the stomach and doubled over. Siam strode over to him and picked him up by the front of his shirt.

"How's a person supposed to sleep with you acting like a baby. And seriously I'm a girl and even I'm not that emotionally constipated," replied Siam as she tossed him another two yards.

Refusing to yield, Mizuhiro launched fire fists at Siam to which she sliced or dodged with her air-bending.

"They killed my father in cold blood right before by eyes. My father! And for what? Because somebody thought his beliefs dangerous, that's why!"

"Ugh, you are more selfish than even adults," Siam retorted and she dodged another volley, "I was sitting at the same table that my parents were when they were murdered and you don't see me interrupting peoples sleep."

And with that Siam sent a gust of air at Mizuhiro that took out his legs slamming him into the water. He heaved as he got up all dripping wet.

"Aaaaagghhh!"

Mizuhiro exploded with fire that enveloped him. It swirled with all his pent up rage and anger. The fire turned the entire body of water to hot mist and Siam had to air-bend a shield or else be scalded. Siam knew it was knew or never.

"Mizuhiro, augh… Mizuhiro, your father loved you as mine did me. That is the reason I go on from day to day. That knowledge of their love is what keeps me whole. But even then there is something else that keeps me from ending my misery- The fact that if they could talk to me they would tell me that they wouldn't want me to throw my life away for their sake!"

At that moment the flame slowly dissipated and the mist remained but cooled. She walked through the fog and found the outline of Mizuhiro's body sobbing. She reached forward and hugged him.

"I miss him… my father…," said Mizuhiro. "He gave me a mission and I must fulfill it."

"I miss my parents as well," replied Siam. "But what mission did he give you?"

"To help you."

By that time the fog had settled leaving only the two figures standing there.

"Thanks Siam, I feel better now… Hey where's Master Ikasoruk?"

"I don't know but let's go eat. You must me starvi…," said Siam and she looked at his stomach, "Um, where's your towel?"

Siam looked down and started turning red, "I must have incinerated it?"

(Smack)

Siam started walking back to the camp fire leaving an unconscious Mizuhiro with a profusely bleeding nose.

"Pervert!"

Meanwhile Master Ikasoruk was resting with his back to a tree with a piece of grass in his mouth.

"Ahh, kids these days."

Author's Note: For some reason I do a lot of dreams. Maybe it's because they tell the other half of the story. If you do not understand just yet keep reading :)

I realize that the fever-bit was a little cheesy but I think it conveyed the extent of Mizuhiro's feelings.