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I STILL DON'T OWN ATLA
Fire Lord Ozai was not happy right now. He was looking at two of his top spies who had just informed him that Commander Yang's office had been raided in the middle of the night.
He had actually been having a good day up until this point. He had gotten his favorite breakfast this morning, gotten his mail from his favorite mail delivery, had seen confirmation that the Snufferes and Commander Dai were in place for an operation that they were going to be undertaking soon, and had received word that a new transport of prisoners were ready to be shipped out to the Boiling Rock starting tomorrow. He was, for all intents and purposes, in a fairly good mood...keyword "was".
"Repeat that for me again," Ozai demanded with authority as he paced back and forth across the room. "I could have sworn you said that someone snuck into the palace and was able to steal important documents related to our plans, prisons, and our contingency plans among other things."
"Well, sir," Sango began as he bowed his head, "we found out that when the Commander went into his room, it was ransacked. There were papers all over the place, cabinets were opened, drawers were unlocked, and files and papers were strewn everywhere.
"When we went to check if all the secret files and plans were there, we found that all of them were gone from their casings." Sango continued on with his oral report of the damages to the Commander's office, including what specifically was stolen, the damages to the room itself, and the personal belongings that were going to have to be replaced.
When he finished, he looked up at a seething Ozai, fire burning behind his golden eyes. He was absolutely boiling with rage and anger as he continued to pace in front of the pair.
"Was it Azula and her gaggle of traitors?" Ozai asked slowly through gritted teeth.
"We were not there and there were no guards posted on the outside of her door," Haki reported. "All we know is that there were guards that were known to be knocked unconscious by an outside force. We are currently investigating this 'outside force'." He glanced up to see Ozai nod his head.
"Permission to speak freely, sir?" Haki asked as he looked at his lead through his animal mask.
"Permission granted."
"It was most likely the Princess and her friends, but we have no way of knowing," Haki assumed. He had a gut feeling that the Princess was involved. "We didn't have guards there and we personally weren't there to see her and her group of friends leave her room."
"I know," Ozai replied as he sighed and sat on his throne. "I think it was them, too, but we can't do anything to ruin the plan."
"Sir, if I may..." Sango looked up and waited for confirmation from Ozai that he could speak freely. "I think we should just capture her now."
"Oh, and why would the village idiot say that?" Ozai quipped back with a smirk.
"Well, we need her before she leaves and we have to capture her again - like her idiot brother," the spy said as he looked up to see his leader's reaction.
Ozai sighed as he thought about where he went wrong. The thought of having to capture Azula was weighing heavy on his mind for some reason. He hadn't loved her, per se, but instead her results. She was a cold-blooded, war mongering, seductress who could murder someone in thirty different ways and then be able to plan around their death in thirty more different ways. Ozai thought of her as the perfect dictator after himself. But where did he go wrong? He wondered.
"I think that we should wait for Operation Lock Up to commence," Ozai finally replied with a smirk.
"But, sir-"
"Yes, I know that it will give her and her friends room to escape and plan, but it will be worth it. We will not only have Azula and her powerful blue fire, but we can sire a new generation of powerful benders from her with Contingency Plan: Operation Phoenix. I want to see to it that we have not only an heir to the throne but a new generation of Firebenders that will be FAR more loyal to them than to anyone else on this planet!" Ozai smiled with the most sinister smile he could muster. He honestly couldn't wait to see that the next generation was created. There were so many things that he could do, plans that he could enact. He was giddy simply thinking about them.
"Sir, we are aware...but wouldn't you want to have that here at the Palace?" Haki asked with slight concern.
"Are you questioning me?" Ozia boomed with a not-so-subtle amount of venom in his voice.
"N-no, s-sir!" Haki stammered as he quickly tried to think of a way to get out of his current situation.
"Good!" Ozai said with his ever-present smirk on his face. "I expected something stupid like that to come out of Sango's mouth, but definitely not yours."
"Hey, I'm not that stupid!" Sango chimed in, slightly offended.
Both men looked at this and raised an eyebrow at him. Sango looked at both of them and nervously scratched the back of his head.
"This is coming from the person who once burned down an entire building because it had a frowny face on it," Haki recalled deadpanned as he glared at his friend.
"This is coming from the person who got an entire brothel pregnant and then blamed it on them being, and I quote, 'Too damn hot to pull out,'" the Fire Lord replied, a similar deadpan look on his face.
"Hey, don't blame me for getting more pussy than you ever will," the spy replied to Haki with a shrug of his shoulders.
"That's because I have a FUCKING WIFE!" Haki yelled at his friend, who also just shrugged it off.
"I still don't know why you married her. She never lets you hit it."
"Well, at least I didn't sire an ENTIRE ORPHANAGE!"
"BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP BEFORE I KILL YOU BOTH!"
Both of the spies immediately bowed to their superior and went silent. Ozai simply shook his head and mumbled something about idiots and needing help badly.
"As you both know, I will be assigning Azula and her 'team' the assignment that will be sending her to the Boiling Rock to transfer some of the prisoners," Ozai restated as he took out a scroll and tossed it to Haki, who immediately started reading it.
"Is this the same transport with the Earthbender, Kyoshi Warrior, and that Water Tribe person?" Sango asked with a hint of concern in his voice.
"Yes, it is, in fact, that transport," Ozai stated matter-of-factly. "Why? Is there a problem with that? If I do recall, it was you, Sango, who asked for a harder assignment at the last meeting," he said with a smirk on his face. It instantly dropped when he heard the spy start laughing.
"Hahaha, I'm concerned that this is going to be too easy," Sango said with a smirk.
"Well then, I don't expect for this mission to fail then, do I?" Ozai questioned with a raised eyebrow.
"No, sir. We will complete this mission to the fullest!" both spies proclaimed in unison.
"Good," Ozai said as he looked over the papers that were on his desk. "Now, we must discuss your observation of the Princess while she's been in the Capital."
"Well, what would you like to know?" Sango asked. He and Haki had been watching them ever since they had gotten off of the boat, with the exception of last night when they were allowed to stay with their families, or, in Sango's case, five beautifully large-breasted women provided by the Fire Lord himself.
"I want to know exactly where the Princess has been and her interactions with those people," Ozai demanded with a cold tone.
They told him all the locations she went when her group went shopping for Aang's clothes as well as all the other places she stopped at including the bakery, bookstore, and park. They also explained to him how nice she had been to everyone that she had met.
"Hmm...this is most concerning," Ozai said as he stroked his chin.
"Sir, aren't we just going to capture her?" Haki asked. "I mean, why does it matter how she acts in public?"
"Why, you ask?" Ozai repeated as he got up from his throne. "You ask why? You ask why it is important for someone who is viewed as one of the most important figures in the entire Fire Nation to act?" Ozai began to pace back and forth in front of the spies. "Did you ever consider what the average person thinks of this war? Did you ever take a second to think about what it feels like to be a civilian during this war? We have suffered a massive defeat in Ba Sing Se! No amount of propaganda against the Earth Kingdom is going to take away the fact that WE LOST!
"Princess Azula is adored by the public. She is seen as a figure who can do no wrong; a person who serves her country and extinguishes the enemy. She is seen as a cold-hearted killer and someone who cannot even fathom mercy. She is seen as someone like me. Right now, she is acting like my tratorius brother. She's acting kind, friendly, and her shell is melting. If the people see that their precious Azula is changing, what is to stop them from thinking that we, as a country, have changed?" He stopped pacing and looked back at the spies, who were currently scared out of their minds because of their leader.
"Tell me something, boys...what does the Avatar represent?" he asked, staring at them intensely. "Kindness, love, and PEACE!" As he said this, the fire surrounding the room magically danced around. "He represents HOPE! We want to extinguish that hope. We don't want her to bring that hope to the Fire Nation! The root of the war effort! What if she starts to spread the idea that the Fire Nation is weak? What if she starts to spread the idea that the way that we are fighting this war is the wrong way? WHAT IF SHE STARTS TO THINK THAT THE FIRE NATION IS LOSING THE WAR?! Do you have ANY idea how much damage that could cause us? We cannot defend against a coup d'etat! We have soldiers here, sure, but there are FAR more civilians than there are soldiers here. If she sparks a coup, it's over. We can maybe defend, but what's stopping her from starting an uprising? Do you see now? Do you see why we need to restrict her movements? Do you see now why we have to capture her?! We can't have her ruin our plans...MY plans! We just cannot have that happening! I will not risk my plans on a traitor!" The fires behind him were roaring now; so much so that the heat was causing the poor spies to sweat under it.
"You two are my best operatives. I expect this assignment to succeed!" Ozai concluded with authority and power. "Do. I. Make. Myself. Clear?" he yelled through gritted teeth.
"Yes, my Lord!" both spies shouted at the top of their lungs.
"Good," Ozai said as he turned around to leave the throne room. "You both are dismissed."
Azula had just gotten out of the shower when she saw Aang floating on the floor shirtless. He usually did this in the morning as a form of release and mediation and it never ceased to amaze Azula. She had tried to get better at the technique that he had taught her a month ago, but she could never focus long enough to find him. There was always something that blocked her from doing it.
"Good morning," she said sweetly to him as she dried out her hair with her hand.
"Morning," Aang replied as he softly landed on the floor. He walked over to his girlfriend and kissed her square on the lips. "Did you have a good shower?"
"Yes, it was quite nice after all the hell that we went through last night." Azula sighed as she looked at all the papers that were on the ground. She picked up some of the maps and scanned them over.
"You know, now that we have all this information, we really should try to get out of here," Aang recommended as he stretched and started walking over to a chest that had his orange cloak.
"Yeah, but I just can't think of a good way for us to get out of the Capital without drawing suspicion to us," Azula said as she sat down at her table to look over some of the documents that she was not able to read last night.
"Aren't you still going to be considered a traitor either way?" Aang asked from the bathroom. He got into the shower and started to clean off while Azula was still reading.
She sat in her chair and thought about it for a while. I didn't think about that. I am technically a traitor. I really am about to betray the Fire Nation...but it'll be worth it for Aang, she added to herself as she looked at the bathroom door. The Fire Nation is doing so much harm to the world and it needs to be stopped.
"If it wasn't for him, I don't know where I'd be," she whispered to herself.
Aang stepped out of the bathroom and sighed to himself. He had had a nice warm shower, washed his hair, brushed his teeth, and changed his clothes. He put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt.
"What do you want to eat, Princess?" he asked politely as he walked over to the kitchen part of her room.
"Something light. Maybe some eggs, toast, and bacon," she replied from the table.
"Alright! Would you like any tea?"
"No, thanks."
So, Aang started to cook their food. Over the past six months, he had gotten better and better at cooking. He could now make up new recipes on the fly and had even been working to improve his old ones. He had come up with several different recipes and Azula loved them all.
"So," he said as he cracked an egg into the pan. "What's the plan for today?"
"I was going to go train with Mai and Ty Lee," Azula said, not looking up from the papers she was reading.
"Well, what about me?" he asked, a hint of disappointment laced in his voice.
Azula looked up at Aang and frowned lightly. "Well, you can come with me if you want to." She gave her boyfriend a reassuring smile.
"Really?" he asked as he turned off the stove.
"Yes! We would love to have you join us," Azula replied as she smiled at him and moved her papers to make room for her plate.
Aang walked over to Azula's spot and placed a plate that had two eggs, four pieces of bacon, and two pieces of toast on it. The eggs were seasoned with different seasoning to cater to Azula's tastes.
"I thought I told you something light!" she said as she looked at her plate.
"You're a growing girl! You need neutriance," Aang responded as he placed his own plate down.
"I swear sometimes I think you're making me fat," she mumbled as she dug into her food.
"Isn't it better for Firebenders anyway since it makes your internal temperature hotter?" he asked as he started eating his food.
"Well, yes, bu-"
"So what's the issue?" Aang asked with a smirk on his face.
"Well, if you must know, I can't fit into my old clothes, Aang!" Azula stated as she glared at him.
"I think you look beautiful, Azula!" Aang said as he looked at her lovingly.
"Aang, answer me this one question." Azula placed down her fork and looked directly at him. "Do you like fat girls?"
Suddenly, the entire temperature of the room seemed to drop. "W-what makes you think that?" Aang stuttered as he tried to look away from her piercing gaze. Man, she can still be terrifying.
"There have been several times where I have caught you looking at women that were on the...larger side. All I'm asking is if you think that large women are more attractive," she said, her gaze still not leaving Aang.
"Well..." Aang looked at his girlfriend and sighed. "I...I thought that maybe...okay, fine! Maybe I do. But you look so cute! You're so warm to cuddle with at night. You look fantastic and it makes me think that you appreciate me cooking for you." He looked down. "I'm sorry. I should have talked to you about it. I know it's wrong and if you want to burn me to ash you can."
Azula looked at her boyfriend and sighed. While she had to admit that she did like the way Aang would pay attention to her more, she didn't know where she stood with it. I think after all the things I've done to him, I can let him have this, she thought to herself. She looked at him, smirked, got up, and started walking towards him.
Aang tightly closed his eyes and held his breath. Well, this is it. I'm about to die. I hope the next Avatar can finish this war. Goodbye world! He waited for the torture that he was surely going to get...but it never came.
Azula watched her boyfriend and nearly laughed her ass off. She walked over to him and sat down on his lap. She felt him tense up immediately as she kissed him sweetly.
"A-Azula?" Aang sputtered out.
"Well, you are a fantastic cook, and I guess I can repay you for it. But I'm not turning into a whale for you. I'm still going to be in enough shape to be the best. Do I make myself clear?" Azula said with a husky tone of voice.
"Yes, my Princess," Aang said with a smile as he kissed her back.
LIME WARNING
Azula fell into the kiss and moved her hands to behind Aang's neck. She then started to rub them over the top of his hair, making him moan. Aang's hands, however, were placed over the absolute dump truck of an ass that Azula possessed. He was kneading it like a ball of dough and he was loving every second.
The kiss continued until both parties needed to come up for air, both panting with smiles on their faces. Aang licked the left side of Azula's face, which caused her to groan in pleasure. He then started to nibble on her ear which made her arch her back forward.
"Have I ever told you how much I love your chest?" he asked with a smirk on his face. Before Azula could respond, he moved one of his hands to grope her right breast and smirked. "Do you like this, Azula?" he asked in a low silky voice.
"Yes," she whispered as she tried to stifle a moan.
"Good," he said as she moaned a little louder. He proceeded to run his hands under her shirt, which made her shiver lightly. He then started to squeeze and lightly pull at her nipple.
"Oh, two can play at this game," she panted out before lowering her hand to Aang's shorts where she found his tool to be standing at attention. She slowly started to rub it up and down with her hand. "Do you like that, Aang?"
Aang grunted in response and gave a nice swat to Azula's ass, which made her moan and gasp. She then looked hungrily into his eyes and kissed him again. This kiss was full of passion and lust.
"Can y'all at least do that and lock your door?"
LIME OVER
Azula and Aang immediately pulled away from each other and shot up like cannons. They both immediately looked at the intruders in their room and immediately blushed. Looking at both of them were Ty Lee who, at this point, was leaning against the wall with a massive nosebleed with spirals in her eyes, and Mai, who looked anything but impressed.
"Why do y'all just barge in here like you own the place?!" Azula yelled as she tried to straighten out her outfit.
"Well, we have been knocking at your door for the better part of ten minutes, but got no response. Maybe if you wanted alone time, you would have, oh, I don't know, LOCKED YOUR DOOR!" Mai accused her friends as she tried to force down her blush.
"You're just jealous that Zula gets someone as hot and awesome as me to love and adore her," Aang said slyly, smiling as he tried to fix himself. "But, what are you doing here?" He glanced over at the still-unconscious form of Ty Lee in the corner.
"Well, this is for you," Mai said as she handed them a scroll. "We have an assignment that we need to do. We are supposed to be escorting a group of prisoners to the Boiling Rock along with checking the status of the prison."
"Oh, this doesn't sound that bad," Aang said with a smile.
TIME SKIP
"You were saying about how this mission wasn't going to be that bad?" Azula said as she comforted a now-vomiting Aang. "I don't understand. We were on a boat for four months. How are you sick now?"
"Maybe it's because that boat was moving at a much slower pace than the one now," Ty Lee chimed in as she basked in the ocean breeze.
"Well, whatever it is, I hate it," Aang grumbled as he tried to keep himself from continuing to vomit.
"Well, in any case, we should be arriving at Boiling Rock tomorrow, so I hope you are prepared for what we have to do," Mai said from behind the couple.
"Yeah, I know. I'm still your servant and I need to follow you around," Aang said as he looked at Mai. "Don't worry; this will all be fine."
Everyone nodded their heads and smiled at the Avatar. Azula, however, couldn't help but get a strange feeling in her stomach like something was going to happen soon. Too bad she did not know how right she was.