The Avatar Abandoned
Summary: Aang wasn't frozen for 100 years, he wasn't even born in the Eastern Air Temple. He was born into a family of travelling Air Nomads who were living in the Earth Kingdom of Ba Sing Se. However, when he was five, his parents discovered him playing with little figures made of fire; even though he was an Air Bender. Knowing their son could only be the Avatar - the first in over 100 years, they panicked and abandoned him in the Fire Nation, hoping they would never have to see him again.
Chapter Summary: In which Aang gets further confused, Zuko gets hot and bothered and Azula teases.
Warnings: AU/AR, slash, Zukaang, rating may go up later, mentions of teen 'problems' and raunchy dreams. ;D
A/N: Yay, fourth chapter! Just a quick note, I went back and edited the last two chapters, nothing major, I just made it a bit more formal between Aang and Zuko, as suggested by the loverly: SilverGenesis2! So thank you for helping, I appriciate it. :) Also, although it took me longer to update than the other chapters, it didn't take me as long as I had thought because Mikes parents suck and they took him to Manchester for the day. :P Anyways the important thing is, I managed to get it to you before Monday. Because I'm great. :D
Thanks to the following people for reviewing!
SilverGenesis2 - All feedback is loved and taken care of, thank you for the suggestion!
VixenReborn - Yay for surviving! Here's the next chapter, hope you likes!
Karma Roo - Erm ... Assumption? Aang lives in the Fire Nation Capital, so most people are firebenders, I guess ... :/ I honestly didn't think of that. Oh well.
Zuko was not a happy person. Well, that's not to say he wasn't everhappy - it's just that he wasn't very happy with the current situation. He was lying in bed, as far to one side as he could get without it being obvious, and without falling out of the bed. Aang was on the other side of the bed. And seeing as Zuko had never seen the need for any nightwear, he didn't have any. And that meant they were both very naked. And Zuko was acutely aware of this.
Aang had come back to the room only half an hour ago and was already fast asleep. But Zuko couldn't. He was too busy trying and failing not to think about Aang, lying next to him, in his bed, naked. Zuko breathed in deeply through his nose and let it out through his mouth. This was going to be a very long night.
Aang wasn't asleep. He was lying under the silk sheet, pretending to sleep. He was too busy thinking about Zuko - and whether or not the Prince liked him. And whether or not he liked the Prince.
Aang had never really thought about liking anyone in a ... sexual way, he was only twelve, after all. He had never really thought that any of the girls in the Fire Nation were particularly pretty, but maybe that was because he liked guys. He had seen couples going in and out of shops together and walking around the Centre together, but they had always been a man and a woman ... did that make him strange? Or did that make them strange?
Aang creased his eyebrows together and bit his lip. He did think that Zuko was handsome, who wouldn't? The Fire Prince had a well toned body and a smooth masculine face that still had the slight shape of childhood around the jaw. And his eyes were like liquid amber, and so beautiful that they sucked you in and kept you there.
Pulling a pained expression, Aang stopped his train of thought right there. Beautiful? No. You weren't supposed to use a word like that when thinking about another boy. You were supposed to use it when you thought of a woman that you could settle down and have children with. That's what was supposed to happen. Two men couldn't have children ... But Bayanai had always said that you could be with whoever you wanted as long as you loved them ...
Did he love Zuko? Aang wasn't sure. He wasn't even sure if he was completely attracted to Zuko yet. Aang yawned, his ears popping and his eyes closing. He would have to think about it more tomorrow ... he was too sleepy to puzzle over it anymore.
On the opposite side of the bed, Zuko finally let his eyes drift closed too, letting the dark sweep of oblivion blanket his mind.
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(A/N: The following mini scene involves some slightly graphic Zukaang-ness. I'll leave another message if you want to skip to the bottom, so you know when it's over.)
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Cool lips pressed against hot lips, as Aang straddled the Princes' lap, tugging excitedly at the material of Zukos shirt.
'P-please, my Prince ... ' Aang moaned, his hair slicked back with sweat, as he started popping open the buttons with shaking fingers.
'Mmm, Aang ... ' Zuko groaned in response as the young Firebenders cool fingers dusted down his chest. The Prince placed kisses along Aangs jawline and down the pale skin of his neck before suckling on the junction at the bottom, bringing a red mark to the surface.
Aang titled his head to the side allowing Zuko better access, hissing in pleasure as his hands tugged slightly on the waistband of the teens pants, freeing the already straining erection. Sliding his small delicate hand around the shaft, Aang started to moving his hand up and down, causing Zuko to grab the boys hips and gasp out loud, leaving his marking of Aangs skin for a moment.
'O-ohh ... Aang ... ' the Prince groaned, overcome with the sensations. Aang smirked and pumped faster. Zuko felt something building in the pit of his stomach and knew he wasn't going to last much longer when -
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(A/N: Okay virgin minds, it's all over, safe to look!)
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Zuko sat up abruptly, gasping, his skin coated in a thin sheen of sweat and a rather noticable problem between his legs. There was no question about it - he was attracted to Aang.
Disturbed by Zukos sudden movement, Aang had woken up and looked over at the Prince to see if something was wrong - only to feel his face turn bright red as he saw that something else was defiantly 'awake', too. The twelve-year-old had only recently learned about the lower workings of his body, thanks to some of the boys that lived on the streets near where he used to, and knew that ... that was only supposed to happen if something very ... pleasurable was happening. Aang knew there was a four-ish year gap between himself and the Prince, but either Zuko appeared to be quite big - certainly a fair bit bigger than himself.
Still bright red, Aang averted his eyes and coughed slightly, letting Zuko know he was awake. The Fire Prince started and looked around at Aang before turning bright red himself and pulling a robe from beside the bed around himself and striding briskly into the ajoined bathroom.
Aang let out a breath he hadn't realised he was holding and flopped back on the bed. He knew it was about six o'clock in the morning - growing up on the streets had made his internal body clock very reliable - so he decided to get out of bed and put on some clothes. He swung his legs out of the bed, narrowly missing Momos tail and padded over to the chest that Zuko had left some clothes for him on top of. Tugging on the underwear, he rubbed sleep out of his eyes, yawned and stretched, hearing a few joints in his back pop. Twisting his back slightly, he sliped on the cotton shirt and slacks he had worn the day before, stretching again and brushing his hair back out of him eyes as Zuko came out of the bathroom, his ... problem ... gone, but with a slight tinge of pink spread across his cheeks.
Neither quite knew what to say to the other as Zuko pulled on his usual clothes, excluding his armour.
'So ... Would you like something to eat?' Zuko asked, completely avoiding the topic of earlier, still looking embarassed and refusing to look Aang in the eye.
The young bender realised he was kind of hungry, even though living on the streets had caused him to be able to go for days without any proper food.
'Thank you, Prince Zuko, that would be wonderful ... ' replied Aang, sounding extremely formal in his awkwardness.
'Right then ... lets go,' Zuko said, leading the way to the Dining Hall.
They were both silent as walked through the corridors together, Zuko looking straight ahead and Aang staring around the halls, looking at the various ornaments and tapestries that stood around the Palace. They finally reached the Dining Hall and Zuko hissed through his teeth. Azula was already sitting at the table, helping herself to fruit.
'Damn ... That's my sister, Azula. Try not to speak to her if you can help it,' Zuko warned Aang.
Azula looked up and smirked at them as they came into the room, the pair sitting as far away from her as possible on the small ten-person table(1).
'ZuZu, you're never up this early,' Azula stated, the Fire Prince knowing she was leading up to something by the way her pale amber eyes glittered. 'Did something wake you up, perhaps?' The meaning behind her words were obvious.
Zuko glared at his sister, Aang just went bright red. Azula smirked again, taking a slice of fruit bread from a plate on the table.
'So, Aang, how are you liking it here so far?' Azula asked, turning her attention to the cherry red boy who was a chair closer to her than her brother - who was still glaring.
'How did you find out his name?' Zuko snapped, annoyed at the thought Azula might have known and not told him.
'I have my sources. Besides, you can't forbid me from using his name,' the Fire Princess grinned, knowing she had scored a point over Zuko - at least in his head anyway. 'So, Aang, what is your opinion of our home?'
Aang glanced at Zuko, worridly, before seeing the Prince nod slightly and replying to Azula.
'It's a beautiful place, Princess Azula. I am very happy to be staying here,' he said, nervously, scared of saying the wrong thing.
'Call me Azula, Aang. After all, I'm sure no such formalities exist between yourself and my brother,' the girl said off-handedly, laughing internally as the look of anger spread over Zukos face. Azula: 2, Zuko: -5.(2)
'A-are you sure?' Aang asked, biting his lip, uncertainly.
'Of course. You'll be like the little brother I never wanted but got anyway.' Azulas version of a compliment.
'Thank you?' Aang said, the question obvious from his tone of voice.
Zuko grabbed an apple from the bowl in front of him and stood up suddenly. 'Come on, Aang, we're leaving.'
'Aww, so soon?' Azula asked, still blatanly poking fun at Zuko. 'But Aang and I were just getting aquainted!'
'Well, you can get aquainted away from us in future!' and with that he stormed off.
Aang shot a worried look after the angry Prince and grabbed some fruit for himself before running after him. 'Bye, Azula,' he called back, not wanting to seem rude.
'Ignore my brother, Aang. He can get very possesive sometimes,' Azula replied, smirking evilly, laughing as she saw a blush spread over Aangs face, knowing he knew what she meant.
(1) It's small for the series - they all seem to have huge 50 person tables in rich peoples houses. :/
(2) I stole this idea from an A:TLA spoof on YouTube :D Avatar: The Abridged Series. I think it's hilarious, but meh.
A/N: Yeah, I'm great. :) BUT, I didn't quite make the 3000 word target, but long chapters are not my forte ... :'( Sorry! Hey, at least it's longer than the last chapter, and hopefully a lot better. I even threw in a little slice of lemon to spice it up! :D
I only got 3 reviews for the last chapter! D: This is not good pour moi, so I'd like at least 4 reviews for this chapter before I update please! More is great, but I'd be happy with 4. That will be my review requirement for each chapter, so yeah. :P Don't like it, see my manager. She's dead now. I had to kill her cause I was only getting 3 reviews for a chapter. LEAVE A REVIEW AND I WILL GIVE YOU MORE ZUKAANG-NESS! :D Every time you don't review a ZukAang story, Zuko and Aang split up. :'(
On a final note, I'm taking part in the ZukAang week challenge (Absolutely the most stupid idea I've ever had, considering how busy I am :/ ) and I'd love it if you popped in and gave me a review! I'd love that very much. Anyway, thanks for reading and stuff.