A few days later Aang came to the North Pole to pick him up on Appa. "That's okay, I'll walk." Indyira joked at the thought of having to fly. Seeing how his arm was still in a sling and his other was occupied with a cane to help him walk Aang just chuckled and air lifted him into the saddle.

"Nice and easy okay Appa." Aang said as he patted the bison on the head. The only reply he got was a flip of his ear. He lifted off the ground but didn't go very high. The entire flight to the Fire Nation they were barely above the water level. "I heard about what the Fire Lord put you through." He started.

"Zuko told me what you did to him." Indyira said.

"Are you angry I wasn't able to kill him?" Aang asked as he glanced back at the older boy. He just shrugged the shoulder not bound by the sling.

"I had a few days to think about it. The rest of his life without his bending is more than likely a fate worse than death to him. So I guess it's okay. But I know eventually Zuko will forgive him. Try to convince me of his rehabilitation and justify letting him out of prison. He's so unlike his father it's hard to believe they are related at all." Indyira answered. "Zuko's afraid I'll try to kill the bastard."

"I doubt Zuko thinks that." Aang tried to assuage Indyira's sudden dark thought.

"No, he told me so. He told me that the guards at the prison are not to let me inside because he thinks I'll kill Ozai. Zuko's right. Given the chance I'd snap Ozai's neck with my bare hands." He noticed the way Aang fidgeted at the mention of such brutality. "But I guess I won't be doing that. His crazy sister saw fit to nearly destroy my rotator cuff so I won't be snapping any necks for a long while."

"You shouldn't have to ever again. The war is over. The nations are finally at peace. Your boyfriend is the Fire Lord - you shouldn't have to lift a finger for the rest of your life." Indyira lifted an eyebrow when Aang referred to Zuko as his 'boyfriend' but let the comment slide.

"Not to burst your optimistic bubble but that sounds incredibly boring." Indyira laughed. "I'll never be that 'pampered pet'. Fighting has been worked into my muscles forever. Even now I'm feeling antsy."

"Maybe you could run a dojo." Aang suggested. The look on Indyira's face told him that he thought it was great idea.

Indyira couldn't believe how things had changed since the last time he passed through the gates and entered the Fire Nation capitol. There were no security checks, no blaring alarms, no one attacking them or checking them. Aang flew right up to the front door of the palace and air lifted Indyira back on to the ground. "I can't believe you're still alive." Mai said. Indyira glared at her when she came out to intercept them.

"I can make you believe it when my fist connects with your face." Indyira said as he brandished his cane. "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be drowning something cute?"

"I'm here on behalf of who we have in common - though I loath the fact we've vicariously shared saliva."

"That feeling is mutual." Indyira said.

"The Fire Lord regrets that he was not here to greet you himself but he sends word that he rescinds whatever invitation he gave you and demands that you leave immediately." She said flatly.

"Your jokes have gotten much funnier." Indyira commented. "Get out of my way or I'll move you out of my way."

"You can barely fog a mirror." Mai said as she jabbed him in the shoulder.

"And I'm still more than enough to handle you." Indyira chuckled before he moved past her and into the palace. Aang sighed in relief when their fight didn't get physical. "Did he tell you to make up something nice to tell me when he couldn't greet me himself? I'm guessing taking over the throne is not as easy a job as he thought."

"Where are you going?" Mai asked. "Things have changed since you were last here."

"Clearly." Indyira said as he came upon the path that would lead him to where he used to sleep in the guest wing. The entire thing had been damaged by what looked like a fire fight and was currently under construction. He went down the opposite hall towards Zuko's room. When he walked in the door he found it had been turned into a lavish meeting room. The men sitting around the table painted to look like a lotus glanced up at him.

"Indyira!" Iroh recognized him and jumped up to greet him. He limped closer and nearly fell into the older mans arms. Despite the pain it cause his shoulder he hugged Iroh tight.

"It's so good to see you." He said before he patted Iroh's belly - or rather the place where his belly used to be. "You've changed."

"You've grown." Iroh pointed out as he was barely able to touch the top of Indyira's head.

"Yeah? Maybe, I've been stooping over a lot lately."

"Yes, Zuko told me what his father and sister put you through. I'm so glad to see you survived."

"You're the only one." Mai sighed. They both looked at her before Indyira slammed the door to the room in her face.

"I came in here to get some peace and quiet." Indyira said and looked around in dismay that Zuko's bed wasn't there anymore.

"We've got the peace." Iroh said.

"Not so much the quiet." Piandao added before he sipped his tea. "I believe introductions are in order, Iroh. Don't be rude."

"Of course. Indyira may I introduce you to Pakku, master water bender. Jeong Jeong, master fire bender. King Bumi, master earth bender and last but not least Piandao, master sword smith."

"Wow, impressive list." Indyira whistled before he attempted to bow properly. He winced - his still healing ribs only letting him tip so far. "A pleasure to meet you all. I'll let you get back to your conference."

"You poor child you look exhausted." Iroh noted.

"I had a busy week. As I'm sure everyone did." Indyira said as he gestured with his cane.

"Yes, once you've rested please come back. There's something I wish to discuss with you." Iroh whispered. Indyira gave him a quizzical look before he noticed the attention he was getting from Piandao. He circled Indyira slowly and studied his face.

"You're a warrior? Have we met before?" He asked, squinting slightly.

"I used to be an under ground bare-knuckle brawler in a red-light colony." Indyira described his former life as best he could but to this day he still didn't know the name of the place he had spent nearly his entire life.

"Oh! You must be talking about 'Boom-Town'!" Bumi piped up. "Man that place is wild." They looked over when Mai pushed the door open again.

"The Fire Lord wants to see his royal 'knob-polisher'." She said as she smirked at Indyira.

"Then you better move it." Indyira quipped. She grabbed his arm and pulled him along. "I'll come back later." Indyira called over his shoulder. She led him through the halls and through a set of large double doors. He looked around the massive room in awe. He had never seen the master suite of the palace. It was hard to believe Ozai slept in such a beautiful place. Floor to ceiling windows that led out to a terrace that surrounded the entire room. A huge four poster bed in the center - shrouded by sheer white canopies. It had a perfect view of the rose gardens and beyond that the capitol city below. Zuko came in from the terrace reading some thing on a short piece of parchment.

"You're here, finally." He said and trotted to receive Indyira in his arms. They were still healing from their various injuries so their embrace was tentative and light. "Mai can we have a moment alone?"

"No." She answered flatly. He gave her a pleading look and she sighed before she stepped out and pulled the doors closed.

"Do I even ask what you promised her to make her okay with this?"Indyira asked as he gestured between them.

"Without Azula's influence she's actually quite understanding." Zuko said. "I'm so happy to see you on your feet. How's your pain?"

"Minimal." Indyira answered quickly. "Kissing makes it better."

"I bet." Zuko grinned wide before he leaned up and kissed him. It felt like an eternity since they last made contact. Some many things had happened since they had any time alone it made it seem like a long time had passed. Before Indyira got captured Zuko had been training Aang like crazy at the beach house and at the air temple. The last time they had sex was that first night at the air temple after they were accepted into the gang. Despite his aches and pains Indyira reached down with his unbound hand and groped Zuko's butt. It made him moan and press himself closer to Indyira. Zuko slid his tongue into his mouth and Indyira returned the gesture with vigor.

"Please tell me you don't have some big important meetings to be at right now."

"Not that I can think of. But then again all I can think of is getting those clothes off you…" Zuko said as he pulled at the sash around Indyira's waist.

"Go tell Mai we'll need more than a 'moment'." He said. Zuko reluctantly pulled away from him. He figured she'd eventually realize that they weren't coming out any time soon but it was rude to make her wait. As he cracked the door and spoke to her Indyira moved over to the bed and started taking his clothes off. He heard the door close and soon Zuko embraced him from behind.

"Let me help you." Zuko suggested as he untied the sash. It was an odd form of strip teasing - the younger boy seemed to be reveling in Indyira's skin as he slowly exposed it to his sight. Indyira took his sling off and let his cane drop to the floor as Zuko eased his robes off his shoulders. He placed the lightest of kisses along Indyira's neck and was very careful of his bruised up shoulder. He ghosted his hands down the long healed scars on his back before he pulled the lacings of his pants. He helped Indyira step out of them along with his shoes before easing him into bed. Afterwards he watched as Zuko sluggishly took off his own clothes. Smirking and chuckling every time he caught Indyira's eyes traveling down his body.

Indyira noticed how Zuko winced when he crawled into bed. He had to bend in a way that upset the still healing wound on his chest. He played it off and smiled at Indyira. "Ow!" Indyira yelped when he tried to sit up. He put his weight on his left arm forgetting his shoulder was struck by lightening a little over a week ago. He switched to his other arm. "I'm fine, just gotta be a little careful." he assured Zuko. He shrugged and leaned in for a kiss. Thankfully it didn't cause them any pain to make out. Zuko tasted like he had been drinking peach tea and as always his lips were warm and inviting. He pulled away and looked down Indyira's torso before he moved to straddle him. "AH! He cried out and Zuko panicked.

"What? What happened?"

"No, I'm fine - I'm just still a little bruised." Indyira said. Zuko looked down at where he had his hands on Indyira and jumped back. "It's fine."

"Not really." Zuko chuckled. "Gonna be kind of hard to have sex when we can barely move or touch each other."

"Come on, just— Oh! I know. Turn around - put your thighs around my head."

"You… want me to sit of your face?" Zuko asked confused. He hesitantly moved as Indyira laid back and guided him over. Indyira had seen every part of him but he still blushed as he put his rear end right in his face.

"Mm…" Zuko looked over his shoulder at Indyira when he hummed. "So beautiful." he purred as he ran his hands up Zuko's thighs to squeeze his buttocks. Zuko felt like his face was on fire when Indyira spread him open. Indyira just looked at him for a few long seconds - barely pressing his finger to Zuko's hole. He distracted himself from the terrible tease by stroking Indyira's cock slowly. Zuko was fascinated by it - he had never actually seen it getting hard. His dick practically doubled in size when it filled out. Zuko couldn't believe it fit inside him but then again it did hurt when they first started out. He fingered the thick stem on the underside and felt it throb. He watched his pale fingers go up and down Indyira's slick dark erection for a few seconds before he slid his other hand down to his balls. He felt Indyira squirm beneath him but he didn't have to be told how sensitive they were. He growled when Indyira circled his finger around his hole again but didn't penetrate him.

"You know I don't like to be teased." Zuko sighed.

"Oh yeah?" Indyira asked before he pulled Zuko back to his waiting mouth. From the way his body tensed he knew Zuko wasn't expecting to feel something wet. He laved all the way up his perineum and circled the tip of his tongue around Zuko's tight entrance before pressing inside.

"Indyira, that's so dirty…" He moaned. Despite his embarrassment Indyira noticed with great amusement that Zuko was pressing himself further into Indyira's face. He got Zuko nice and wet before he pressed his middle and ring finger into him. "Ahh!" His grip on Indyira tightened when the older boy took his erection all the way down his throat. When Zuko tried to pull back from the overwhelming sensation he inadvertently impaled himself further on to Indyira's fingers. His middle finger jabbed right into his prostate. Zuko wasn't going to last long - he was so over stimulated he could barely think. He was so hot, every move he made sent sharp blazing tingles through him. Indyira was making incredibly lewd wet sounds with his mouth. His heart was beating so hard that he could practically feel it against his scar.

Indyira reached up with his free hand and held Zuko up so he could pull all the way off his cock. "Mmph… you've gotten bigger. Making my jaw ache." Indyira opted to pump Zuko rapidly in his hand. He could feel where Zuko was collapsed against his thigh - panting in a euphoric stupor as Indyira brought him off. He dug his nails into his sides arched up as he came all over Indyira's chest.

"Yes…" He groaned. Drooling on Indyira as his mouth hung open from his heavy breathing. He clenched around the digits still stroking over he spot. "No more." Zuko pleaded. "Please no more." Indyira pulled his fingers out slowly and planted a suckling kiss on Zuko left cheek. "You—" Zuko watched as Indyira grabbed his hand and guided it to his cock. He helped Zuko jerk him off and nipped at the back of his thighs as the younger boys palm heated up. Indyira wasn't expecting to feel Zuko's wet little tongue on him. When he pressed his moist mouth to the tip of Indyira's cock he came instantly. "Ah!" He yelped when Indyira ejaculated right in his face. The first spurt coating his lips, the next shooting all the way up to his hair. Several others dripping down his nose and chin. Thick and viscous as it ebbed down his hand and between his fingers. Indyira sighed once he was done and helped Zuko dismount from his chest. He sat up and chuckled when he saw what a mess he had made on Zuko.

"That's a good look for you." Indyira joked as he cupped Zuko's chin. Zuko just glared at him. "Nothing goes better with peach tea than jizz."

"I'm so glad you're back." Zuko confessed. He attempted to wipe his face but there was just too much of it. "I've been obscenely 'clean' for too long."

"Where's the bathroom?" Indyira asked as they climbed out of bed. Zuko pulled on a robe and told Indyira to follow him. They ducked behind a curtain that led to a private hallway. The hallway let out into a huge bath house. "Whoa…" Indyira looked around in awe. The floor was covered in intricately laid tiles that created a mosaic of dragons and fire. The tub itself was big enough to fit five people. Zuko walked over to the wash area and pulled a nearby rope before he shed his robe. Indyira was gazing up at the chandelier that lit the room until two servants came in. One was carrying a bucket of oils and soaps and the other went about filling the tub with water from a valve that came out of the wall. They put the oils on a shelf by the wash area and Zuko seemingly ignored them as he sat down on a stool. Indyira moved to take his hair out of it's top knot but the second servant beat him to it. The other one brought out a second stool and guided Indyira to it - all without saying a word.

"We'll be fine on our own." Zuko said and dismissed them with nothing more than a wave of his hand. They looked at each other before they left the room. "Come on sit down." Zuko patted the stool and Indyira sat in front of him instead. He waved his hand over a basin of water to heat it up and poured some soap into it. Indyira sighed when Zuko scrubbed his back. His warm hands working a soft bush over his skin. The water dripping down and soothing sore muscles and kinks. He jumped when Zuko dumped the basin over his head.

"Hey!" He yelped and turned to him as he started scrubbing shampoo into his curls. Zuko kept him seated and laughed when Indyira grabbed his wrists.

"Come on. Your hair tangles easy. If it dreads up and you get lice again I'll have to shave you." Zuko said before he continued to comb his fingers through the suds. Indyira snorted and took up the brush and started cleaning his chest. He worked his way down and Zuko wobbled a little as he palmed his cock. "Don't… don't distract me." Indyira just shrugged and kept going down his legs. He ran his soapy hands up the back of Zuko's legs and grabbed his buttocks roughly. "Ah!" When he stepped forward Indyira latched on to his nipple. "Mm… we shouldn't do it so much. We're both injured. If we… push it we… might…" He trailed off as Indyira slid his wet soap fingers down his crevasse. "Indyira!" he suddenly barked in a stern tone. It snapped them both out of the sensual haze. "You need to wash your semen out of my hair."

Zuko up ended the basin over Indyira to rinse the shampoo out of his hair. He filled it and did it again just to make sure it was all gone. He then took a seat on the stool. Rather than douse him Indyira tipped Zuko's head back and poured the water along his hairline to wet it. He then lathered it up being careful of the tricky area where his scar met his hair line. As he rinsed it Zuko let out a soft sigh like having his hair washed was cathartic. Indyira leaned down and kissed him. It was chaste and sweet and they smiled at each other in a way that spoke of more affection than words ever could. Indyira took up a wash cloth and wet it in the basin before he gently cleaned his spit and cum from Zuko's face. Once he was done he gave him a quick peck and they chuckled at each other.

Zuko heated the water in the tub until it was practically boiling. For once Indyira thought the high temperature felt good. It did wonders for his sore body. He noticed that some of his bruises faded as he soaked. He didn't remember dozing off but he started awake when Zuko touched his shoulder. He ushered Indyira out the water and dried them off. He then slathered him in a very nice smelling lotion and helped Indyira into a robe. He was practically dead on his feet - the bed seemed so far until he was finally crawling into. He laid back and melted into the mattress.

"I could get used to this." He moaned and stretched. Zuko leaned over to give him a kiss and Indyira noticed he was fully dressed. "Where are you going?"

"I've got a kingdom to run." Zuko said. "But believe me there's nothing I'd rather do than lay down with you. Bed never looked better with you laying in it." He ran his hand through Indyira's damp hair. "You've had a long day. Get some sleep."

"Zuko…" He began to protest but he yawned. It suddenly became so hard to keep his eyes open and he drifted off in seconds.