Black Ice

By: Iroh's Tea Shoppe Girls

Disclaimer: In case you haven't heard yet, we don't own Avatar: The Last Airbender, it and Iroh, own us.

"Jet!" the white-haired girl called to her old friend. It had been years since Princess Yue had gotten a chance to travel, and it would probably be years before she would get to do so again.

"Yue? Princess Yue!" Jet said disbelieving his own eyes, as the princess of the Norther Water Tribe ran up to him and gave him a hug. "What are you doing here?"

"It's been so long!" Yue ignored the young rebel's question. "Thank you so much for all those letters you've sent me."

"You should go back to your people," Jet said looking at the ground. "Word has it the Avatar is headed there. You should go help him."

"But, what about the promise?" Yue asked. "You did make a promise after all."

"Yue," Jet grumbled, his eyes scanning the ground nervously. "I, well, I can't."

"But you promised me," the elegant princess protested. "You promised me that if I had to be betrothed to a jerk you'd help me get out of it. Hahn is a jerk. Please keep your end of the bargain."

"It's not that simple," the young rebel said. "We've been going through hard time, I mean, me and the guys are coming out alright, but you're a princess."

"But your word, you gave me your word," Yue repeated, pleading to the sense of honor she had always assumed he had. She believed he was her best and last hope. "If you can't keep your word, how can you have honor?"

Jet sighed. What was it with people lately and "honor" anyway? "Look, I may have said things when I was a foolish kid. Yeah they were nice, yeah I meant well. I'm really sorry, but it's not possible for me to do anything. You have to go back home."