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Chapter 4: Sunrise
Sunrise.
A beautiful sight, Zuko decided. A weary moment when you can't yet be fully awake, and your troubles are still too blurry to really remember them. The only moment when your mind stands a chance against itself. The firebender watched the Sun slowly emerge from the mountaintops to the East. He looked to his left and saw Aang, still asleep. Zuko felt more peaceful at this sight, yet not completely reassured, for his mind was still troubled about the night before and his eyes quickly went back to staring at the sun. Its light kept slowly fading in on the young Airebender's face. Dammit! He'd been staring at Aang again. With a sigh, he lay on the grass again and let his head fall to his left. Something about watching Aang sleep was mesmerizing. The airbender was cuddled on his side, his breath slow and calm. Zuko could see grass being moved by the rhythm of Aang's breathing. He closed his eyes again.
Aang woke up a little after Zuko. He got up to see the Sun rise and climbed on top of the hill to watch it. He sat cross-legged in front of it and thought. He thought about Zuko again. The air brought to him the echos of Zuko's movements, and he knew that he had to prepare for confrontation. He sat still while listening to the Fire Prince's footsteps. Zuko finally appeared and made his way to Aang. He put a hand on his left shoulder and hugged him like his life depended on it.
Aang had NOT expected this.
Although... it was quite nice.